Look at these positions, and then look at these props.

Oh~

Ye Jiu stared at a picture.

It turns out that it can be like this~

Posture up~

The old face flushed, and with a "snap", the book was closed.

The men must not be allowed to know that she reads this kind of book, or she will be gone.

Ye Jiu silently put away the book, thinking about the day when she burned it.

After receiving the book, she fell into deep thought again.

It's not that she hasn't tried to go into the place where she was last tempted these days, but there are people with strong martial arts guarding there, and she can't get in at all.

Yejiu gnawed on her fingers.

Or...... Trying it once?

Just do it.

She stood up in an instant, straightened her clothes, and walked out the door.

Quietly walked to the entrance of the backyard, hidden behind a nearby bush, and quietly stuck out a head to watch.

At the entrance of the courtyard, two women stood in front of the courtyard like pillars, their faces expressionless.

Just as Yejiu was watching, a man passed by.

The man was dressed in white, holding a zither and wearing a curtain fence, and a pair of eyes like cold stars on a winter night looked at the blue-clothed young man in front of him sneakily pulling the grass and looking forward.

There is a bit of indifference in the cold and clear, like an iceberg that will not melt for thousands of years, and the cold makes people tremble.

The man in white passed by expressionlessly, and Ye Jiu saw someone walking by beside him, and reflexively grabbed the man's arm and pulled him to his side.

When I came back to my senses, I realized that I seemed, probably, maybe, maybe pulled someone?

Yejiu let go of her hand with some embarrassment.

"That...... Sorry, reflex. ”

This was a habit she had developed in her previous life as a killer.

Under the curtain, a man's beautiful face was looming.

Ye Jiu was indeed amazed, but she felt that this man seemed to be a little too cold, right?

Looking at him was like standing on an iceberg, cold and seeping.

was pulled, the man didn't say anything, hugged the guzheng, raised his feet and wanted to go out, Ye Jiu's eyes quickly grabbed him.

"You ......" The man opened his mouth to say something, but Ye Jiu suddenly noticed that someone was walking towards him, and his expression changed.

She tiptoed, covered his mouth with one hand, kept winking at him, and put her other hand to her lips in a quiet motion.

Please, don't make a sound!!

The man looked at her indifferently.

At this moment, a voice came from outside the grass.

"Eleven, what are you doing, you can't leave without permission, do you want the master to punish you?"

The footsteps stopped, and Eleven frowned at the grass not far away, and finally returned to his place.

Ye Jiu listened to the footsteps that were gradually moving away, breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly realized that his hand was still covering someone's mouth, and suddenly let go.

"I'm sorry."

The man didn't say a word, didn't squint, and left indifferently holding the piano.

Yejiu scratched at her hair.

That person is also a little girl?

It's so cold, it's even more indifferent than tolerance.

Not~

Speaking of Rongzhi, I miss him......

Ye Jiu looked at the entrance of the courtyard, his brows furrowed slightly.

They were too vigilant to break through.

Just as Yejiu was on his way back to his room, two little men passed by.

"I heard that this time it's Yan Oiran who is going to sing a song."

"But it's not, you haven't seen that the lobby has been full of people recently, just to wait for Yan Huayuan."

"Alas, fortunately, he doesn't sell his art, otherwise there would be something to do with us in this Fengyalou!"

"Even so, there were many guests running for him."