Now the Sanskrit on Earth is only seventeen years old, and her broken memories make her wake up from time to time. However, all memories were growing quietly in her body, and every trace of them slowly recovered. That year, in Dongling, at the New Year's dinner, the Northern Tang Dynasty was seventeen years old, and the fifth Sanskrit was nineteen years old.

It is said that on that day, Beiming returned to Lingdu from the north to attend the New Year's dinner, and Fanyin was planning to pull him to find him some hot food to warm his stomach. Ji Lingxiao stopped him from behind.

"Brother Beiming. A delicate voice sounded behind Bei Ming and Sanskrit. With the brief conversation between Ji Lingxiao and Beiming, Fanyin remembered that Ji Lingxiao had just unabashedly expressed to herself that she missed Beiming, and she felt that it was inconvenient for her to stay here to hinder them from talking, and the hand that had held Beiming before had already been let go. Sanskrit quietly retreated, and his body was swift, like a phantom.

"Brother Beiming, you haven't been back for a long time, I want to ......" Ji Lingxiao continued, not caring about the existence of Sanskrit, of course, Sanskrit was going to leave. Just as her body was withdrawing slightly, a flashing hand instantly grabbed Fanyin's castration, and the other party moved so fast that she couldn't even see Fanyin's eagle eye, making her stagger to stand. Fortunately, she has a good body, otherwise she would definitely bump into Beiming during this retreat. Sanskrit was stunned before he could speak.

"Where are you going?" Bei Ming turned his head and asked Sanskrit Yin, who was holding his wrist, in a light tone.

Sanyin looked at Beiming with stunned eyes, and said, "I, I'll go find you something to eat." "Then why not come with me. Beiming continued his conversation. Fanyin looked at him in a daze, and said, "Don't you want to talk to Miss Ji, I'll go away first." "Looks like a subordinate who has been questioned by the North Underworld, meticulous and serious. Seeing Fanyin's obedient look, the force in Beiming's hand was a little lighter, but he didn't plan to let go. Sanskrit was completely out of the situation, she didn't know what to do, she thought about avoiding it.

Beiming turned around at this time, looked at Ji Lingxiao who was standing opposite him and said, "Miss Ji is looking for me?"

Ji Lingxiao didn't expect that she had just been left aside, she looked at Beiming and Fanyin, what she wanted to say was ignored, and her face was half cold, but she still opened her mouth with a smile: "Brother Beiming hasn't come back for a long time, Lingxiao hasn't seen his brother for a long time, Lingxiao misses his brother." Ji Lingxiao rolled her grunting eyes and looked at Beiming shyly, her friendship overflowing.

Sanskrit stayed at the moment, and only one thought burst out in her heart, that is: "I have to avoid it quickly!" She quickly twisted the wrist that was held by Beiming, only to feel that Beiming's palm suddenly strengthened, and the grip was even more dead. Fanyin was suddenly a little unhappy, and thought to herself: What is this for! What is the matter between your brothers and sisters, what am I doing here! I am not interested in listening to the words of your brothers and sisters! I am not your brother and sister! Even if it is a sister, it is not convenient now! Fanyin is in a mess in her heart, although her face is quite calm.

"Thank you. After hearing Ji Lingxiao say that he missed himself without hesitation, Beiming replied rarely.

Thank you, what thank you, the air suddenly stopped, and as the two innocuous words of Beiming came out clearly, don't say Ji Lingxiao, even Fanyin was stunned for a while, she looked at Beiming strangely, and thought: "Thank you, thank you what? What is this guy thinking?" Stared at him for a while, Fanyin felt that it was inappropriate, and quickly looked away.

"Is there anything else? If not, we'll go first. When it was so cold that it was about to freeze, Beiming opened his mouth again.

"Brother will stay in Lingdu this time, right?" Ji Lingxiao didn't seem to care about Beiming's indifferent attitude just now, and said calmly.

"It should be. ”

"Then I can go play with my brother. Ji Lingxiao was immediately overjoyed.

"The Ministry of Military Affairs is busy,"

"I didn't say that I would go to the Ministry of Military Affairs to find my brother, I can wait for my brother to look for you when he is not busy, when he is not in the Ministry of Military Affairs, you always have to go home. In this way, I can also go to see Aunt Xiaofeng, when my brother is away, I can't disturb Aunt myself. Could it be that my brother doesn't want me to go?" Ji Lingxiao interrupted Beiming's words, and said like a cannon, and finally pouted.

"No, it's just that I'm busy on weekdays, and most of the time I go home is to rest. ”

"Then I'll be with you on the side, can't you do it without talking?" Ji Lingxiao said coquettishly.

"Good. "The North Underworld responded.

Ji Lingxiao never expected Beiming to agree so happily, he was stunned at first, and then he became proud. Over the years, she has admired Beiming, and she has been paying attention to him all the time, and she knows his temperament and temperament well. Beiming doesn't talk much on weekdays, unlike his younger brother Tiankuo, who is easy to get along with, so she has to behave like this to pester Beiming, otherwise he will always only do his own thing, and rarely surprise people.

Who knows what Bei Ming is thinking about now is that if she doesn't respond to her happily, I don't know how long she will talk to him.

"Brother Beiming, can I go eat with you now?" As he spoke, Ji Lingxiao happily walked towards Beiming, looking like he was going to pull his arm.

Beiming leaned slightly with Sanskrit Yin and said, "I have something to say with Fanyin alone, so I won't trouble you, thank you, Happy New Year." Let's go first. When the words fell, Beiming nodded politely to Ji Lingxiao and turned to leave. Ji Lingxiao was hung in place, looked at the backs of the two leaving, and stomped hard before turning around and leaving, walking towards the main hall.

Beiming pulled Fanyin's wrist and didn't let go, Fanyin didn't speak because he pulled it, in fact, she forgot that Beiming was still pulling him, and she was stirring in her heart. Beiming took Fanyin and walked for a while, and when he saw that she didn't speak, he stopped and let go of his hand.

"Why don't you speak. Bei Ming looked down at Fanyin. Sanskrit's mind was still spinning in circles, and she didn't look into it. Beiming asked again: "Why don't you speak?" Fanyin stood aside in a solemn manner, on weekdays, she had nothing else to do except the Ministry of Military Affairs or the Ministry of Military Affairs.

Today's outburst of her head is a little unbearable, I don't know what she is stuffing or angry. Seeing Beiming talking to her, she still didn't answer, and she didn't want to talk.

"I'm talking to you, see?" asked Bei Ming flatly, as if nothing had happened.

"I'm not blind, of course I can see it!" Fanyin saw Beiming's casual face, and instantly became angry. Sanskrit Yin had never spoken to Beiming like this, and a cold sentence put Beiming aside.

Beiming, who was still ordinary just now, instantly trembled: "I didn't mean that." Hurriedly explained.

"Then what do you mean!" said Sanskrit fiercely!