Jing Lan sat in front of the desk, upright and carefully copied the door rules of the Tianji Gate, and on one side of the desk there were already neat and half-finger-high papers, and the delicate and neat pen and ink on it had not yet dried.

"Alas!" Putting aside the finished writing, Jing Lan sighed heavily.

There are still thirty times left before a hundred copies of the door rules, and his hands are no longer his own, not only his hands are still painful, but even his kneecaps are still painful, Jing Lan put the pen down and rubbed his numb knee with his hand. Xu Yu stretched his waist again, this was not only tired but also boring, and he wanted to doze off without anyone to accompany him.

In addition to getting close to Si Yan, Jing Lan, the other people in the same sect basically don't get along much, and no one has come to see this if they are not closed. Si Yan's temperament is a little cold, and he doesn't like words, Jing Lan wants him to accompany him, but Si Yan doesn't bother to pay attention to him.

The front foot put down the meal and the back foot left, so that he didn't even have a chance to speak. But he never regretted leaving the red sleeves behind, this was the first time he wanted to keep someone so much, although it was a little ordeal, the result was still very good.

Even after achieving this, he felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart, like a useless person who had finally played some role and done something useful.

Thinking about it, that petite and lovely face appeared in his mind again, and that smile that was sweet to the heart, and then the more he thought about it, the farther he thought about it, and in a short period of time, he actually recalled all the bits and pieces of getting along these days.

Especially that day in the inn, Red Sleeves held his waist, and the two looked at each other......

Unconsciously, his pen fell on the paper for a long time, and the ink blurred along the tip of the pen.

If they had gotten closer or accidentally fallen that day, would it have ......

Jing Lan involuntarily bit her thin lip slightly, and fell into the ripples of imagination, he knew that there was love between men and women, but he didn't know that it was so rippling and emotional.

"Smack-"

I don't know what I thought, Jing Lan suddenly slapped the pen in her hand on the table, and the roots of her ears quickly turned red.

"Phew! It's really a work. I didn't expect it, Jing Lan, you are such a filthy person. The red-sleeved girl has a clear mind, if you know that you have this thought, you will definitely ...... I will definitely stay away early. Jing Lan spurned to herself.

After self-spitting, Jing Lan's whole person became unfocused, he lowered his eyelids and put a new piece of paper on it, and picked up the pen and ink again, "There are still twenty-nine times, and when I finish copying these, I will definitely not take this stinky pen for three months." ”

"Jing Lan, are you there?"

The familiar voice came into Jing Lan's ears, and the voice in his hand suddenly paused, and he recovered in a moment, "Jing Lan, you are really hysterical, even if you are delusional, you still imagine that other people's voices come out." What exactly do you want to do? Crazy, right? ”

Between Jing Lan's words, the intensity of the pen gradually increased.

"Jing Lan?!"

The sound outside was getting closer and closer, and the echo in Jing Lan's ears became clearer and clearer.

"Jing Lan—"

It's as if it's coming from the garden.

Jing Lan couldn't bear it anymore, knocked the pen on the table with a "snap", and stood up suddenly, her tone mixed with anger, "Jing Lan, Jing Lan!" What the hell do you want to do, how can she be here, wake up! ”

After Jing Lan finished venting, sure enough, no sound sounded, he calmed down for a while, and before he could sit down, the voice sounded again, but this time the words were different.

"Jing Lan, what's wrong with you?"

This time it was definitely not an auditory hallucination, Jing Lan clearly felt that because her voice was too real and real, it resounded in front of him.

Jing Lan stiffened, stiffened her body, slowly raised her head and looked at the door, and at a glance, the pink shirt hit his deep pupils.

He clearly felt the atrium in his chest beating suddenly, as if he wanted to break out of his chest. He began to panic and be overwhelmed, and the sudden change left him unprepared.

One of the two was outside the door, the other was inside the door, and after a word, there was no more intersection. There was a sudden silence in the room, and time seemed to stand still.

The red sleeves were a little unclear, and Jing Lan's words made her scratch her head. She even wondered if he had become stupid due to his confinement, or if being confined had made him hate himself.

If it's the former, it doesn't matter if the red sleeves are, but if it's the latter, it's absolutely impossible, she has to rely on Jing Lan to mix in the Tianji Gate. If he was disgusted with himself and went to Jiang Huatian to cut off his qualifications, then she would not have wasted so much thought in vain.

Thinking of this, Red Sleeves immediately raised his feet and walked into the room and went straight to Jing Lan, and said pitifully, "Jing Lan, I'm sorry that I have bothered you." ”

"No, it's fine." This change made Jing Lan even more overwhelmed, "Red-sleeved girl, you don't have to be like this, I'm okay, it's just confined, it's not a big deal." ”

Whew-

So he wasn't angry!

Red Sleeves secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "Jing Lan, thank you for doing so many things for me, you can rest assured that I will never let down your trust in me in the future." ”

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and grabbed Jing Lan's hand.

The temperature of the two hands is different, and the temperature of the man's blood and qi is slightly higher.

Red Sleeves doesn't pay much attention to the difference between men, and the Jacaranda Palace is a woman, and she has never taught the difference between men and women.

Jing Lan looked at the hands held together, and the whole person was stunned, and her face was unnaturally red. His heart trembled, completely oblivious to where he was and when he was. I can only be left to my senses.

These hands have the unique thin calluses of martial arts practitioners, the finger bones are slender and powerful, her palms are not big and too small for him, as long as he opens his palm, he can wrap them all, but her fingers are slender and even, and the roots are distinct, like the tips of green onions, which are very beautiful.

Red Sleeves looked at Jing Lan, who was like a goose, and her good-looking brows furrowed slightly, she didn't understand why he looked like this again, "Jing Lan, what's wrong with you?" ”

"I ...... I'm ......" Jing Lan blushed at the root of her ears, and her hand suddenly detached from her palm.

By no means, men and women are not allowed to kiss.

After a few steps back, there was a pain in his kneecap, and the numbness became even more obvious after he stood firmly, which made him gasp.

No matter how stupid Red Sleeves was, she could see his abnormality, her eyes moved along his body to the pair of slender and straight legs, she pursed her lips and asked tentatively, "Jing Lan, your leg is injured?" ”

"Well, I accidentally bumped into it." Jing Lan's gaze dodged.

How could it be a knock! This is clearly caused by kneeling. The reason why Red Sleeves is so sure is because Aunt Hanxing used to punish her for kneeling, and she knew better than anyone what it was like to kneel all night.