Volume 2 The Demon Palace, Chapter 12
She only froze for a moment, and immediately had a sweet smile on her face, revealing innocence in her eyes.
"You're here. Have you had lunch? ”
Sikong Yang didn't move, she didn't dare to move, a pair of clear and deep eyes stared at each other, Sikong Yang had no other expression, and the smile of Taixia gradually disappeared, for some reason, she suddenly felt very nervous, swallowed her saliva gently, and in the quiet room, the movement was a little big.
His eyes drooped, staring at her pursed lips, and Taixia's heart tightened, and he quickly propped his hands on the cushion and took a step back.
"Why, why don't you speak......"
Seeing him straighten up, Yutai Xia quickly stood up, staggered him two steps, and slowly moved towards the door.
"What do you do in the Lin family on weekdays?" His voice was low and he couldn't hear any emotion.
Can you still do it when you read the script? Tantai Xia silently answered in her heart, but she couldn't say that.
She pondered this morning that Sikong Yang might like the kind of little girl who is simply ignorant of the world, the kind that can be deceived by a sugar gourd, so she can't show that she is full of poetry and books, and she is full of strategies.
She had to play dumb.
"On weekdays, I flutter butterflies, tease cats or something, and nothing else." Deliberately fluttering her long eyelashes, she tilted her head slightly.
Sikong Yang knew that she had started pretending again, and reached out and knocked her on the skull.
"It's stupid."
With that, he turned and left the house.
Tantai Xia stayed in place, rubbing the painful place, puzzled by what he meant.
What does this stupid word mean?!
Luo Hua didn't see anyone all afternoon, and after being caught by Sikong Yang, Taixia was forced to go to the study with him and read the biography for an afternoon.
Although she has studied the Four Books and the Five Classics since she was a child, those things are really boring, and on weekdays, she reads books to pass the time.
The love-hate relationship between infatuated men and women is her favorite, and the biographies of the characters are really boring, and those famous big people don't seem to be interested in love.
Sikong Yang's study was not inferior to the Lin family's library at all, her head turned, maybe there would be some unique book here that recorded the ways for mortals to hurt immortals.
However, although his eyes were on the words in the book, he knew everything about her wandering, so he could only look for it alone another day.
It was getting late, and after enduring it for a long time, she still yawned a lot, and Sikong Yang was attracted by her tiredness and put down the book.
"Tired? Tell me what you learned from the book today? ”
When she heard this, she couldn't control the twitching of her face, and she wailed in her heart, she subconsciously stood up and lowered her head and replied: "Learned, uh......"
It's over, her mind is blank, and when she reads it in the afternoon, she doesn't know what it means.
No, who would have thought that Sikong Yang was still taking the school exam for her homework, and he was not a master!
"Oh, wandering? Save it for your homework and give it to me tomorrow. ”
Tang Taixia didn't expect this to be the result, after Sikong Yang left, he punched and kicked the air for a long time, his face was distorted, and he was muttering something like the big king.
What she didn't know was that Sikong Yang's divine sense was all over the Hanging Sky Valley, and if he had the heart to observe, no one would be able to escape his eyes.
When Tantai Xia sat down in a chair out of breath to rest, he sat down at the sumptuous table and called her.
"Give you half a pillar of incense time to come over for dinner, and don't wait for it."
A deep and powerful voice exploded directly in her ears, and she jumped in shock.
There are too many things in this immortal club, so could it be that he actually saw her every move just now?
It seems that he wants to ask Sikong Yang more about what spells he knows, otherwise he will accidentally fall into his way.
Because of his weak heart, he couldn't swallow this meal, and he didn't dare to raise his head.
"I didn't punish you today, why are you afraid of being like this? I don't like to eat people, and I don't increase my cultivation. ”
Sikong Yang deliberately asked after she put down the chopsticks, for fear that if he didn't say what he said correctly, she would choke again.
But you love to kill, maybe you enjoy the feeling of blood splashing in the air.
She thought for a moment and replied, "My fear is because I am not used to suddenly entering a new environment, and I am also afraid that I will commit some immortal taboo." ”
Sikong Yang shook his head when he heard this, and as soon as he flipped his hand, another wine jug appeared in the palm of his hand, and the familiar aroma of wine began to rage in the air.
"Little liar."
He took a sip of wine, and his posture was heroic, which did not match his handsome and elegant appearance, but it was still very good-looking.
The four words pierced all the disguises of Taixia, and her face turned pale.
It was she who overestimated her own calculations and underestimated the insight of the immortals.
"I'm afraid of death." She finally took off all her disguises and looked up at the relaxed Sikong Yang, with a burning light in her eyes.
As if satisfied with her confession, Sikong Yang's slender finger tapped her forehead.
"Don't think too much about it, no one hates obedient children, and so do I."
There was a little smell of wine on his fingertips, and he felt his head suddenly dizzy.
"Let Luo Hua take you around the palace tomorrow and rest early."
After a long time, he didn't hear an answer, and Sikong Yang added: "Weak legs?" Then I'll hug you. ”
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of clothes rubbing against him, and a moment later, a pink figure ran into the bedroom.
Tang Taixia thought that the rest he said was resting separately, so when he saw Sikong Yang by the bedside, he was extremely surprised.
"You, this, I ......" The words came to his lips and remembered that this was Sikong Yang's bedroom.
That sentence, why can't I say where I live, even when the Lin family was under the fence, she didn't suffer such grievances.
Somehow a small patch of tears gathered under his eyes, and he couldn't help it from flowing, as if he would lose if he did.
I don't know who I'm fighting against.
Sikong Yang originally wanted to tease her, but before he could say the teasing words, he was shocked by her aggrieved appearance, and those words were swallowed back into his stomach.
"Okay, okay, okay, your bedroom is over there, not here, I'll take you there."
After speaking, he walked to the door, and Taixia stood in place, secretly wiping his tears with his sleeve.
Sikong Yang went back to hold her hand, his palm was very hot, and Taixia shook it off.
"Then you follow." Helplessly, he walked by himself, and suddenly felt that his sleeve was pulled by a force.
The tail of Yutai Xia's eyes was red, her black eyes were rolling, and her voice was wilting: "Your hands are too hot, I'll just hold your sleeve." ”
It's like a little milk cat who knows that it hurts you, and is in a hurry to come over and spoil it.
Sikong Yang's hands were itchy and wanted to touch her head.