When Ah Chan returned to Shizi's bedroom, Shizi was already asleep.

There was an eerie chill in the room.

When she withdrew, she glanced at the little maid with some sympathy, thinking that she would not be able to hear the whisper to her brother by biting her ear?

The son of the world has deep kung fu and good ear power.

It's a pity, isn't the mouth that looks soft and tender and coaxing, still going to be cut off by the son?

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A screen was separated, and Ah Chan lay down on the soft couch outside.

Thinking about asking the prince for silver, his little body turned over.

Get up.

Probed his head and glanced into the screen.

After looking at it for a long time, he retracted it again.

After a while, I got up again.

"Ahem."

A cough.

"Shizi?" Ah Chan's eyes lit up, and he poked his head out and looked into the screen, "Hasn't the prince slept yet?" ”

"You roll around, can I sleep?"

Shizi's voice was cold, like a cloudy wind carrying winter ice.

Ah Chan pursed his mouth, his little head shrank back, and he didn't dare to move.

I didn't dare to speak.

After a while, the cold voice behind the screen came again: "Something? ”

Ah Chan pursed his mouth and didn't dare to speak.

"What are you talking about?"

"Oh." Ah Chan hung his little head and got out of bed slowly.

Shoes.

Yu Yu had already gotten up and leaned against the head of the bed.

Wearing a white middle coat, the hair hangs down on the sides of the cheeks, especially the skin is white and the lips are beautiful.

It looks like a fairy in the night.

It's just the impermanence of a cold face, as if asking for life.

Ah Chan blinked, was careful of the slight trembling, and opened his mouth: "Shizi..."

"Have you washed your hands?"

"Huh?" Before Ah Chan could say anything about asking for silver, he lowered his head and looked at his hand.

The little maid's hands were white and soft, weak and boneless.

Ah Chan raised his eyes to look at Shizi, and saw Shizi's eyes staring coldly at her hand.

"If you dare to touch something unclean, you'll chop it, okay?"

！

Ah Chan's little hand shrank behind his back.

The eyes were round with shock, and the little face looked at him with a look of fear, trembling.

The boy seemed to be very satisfied with her frightened appearance: "Remember? ”

"Remember, remember..."Ah Chan only felt that the son of the world was too terrible.

If she touches something, she is going to chop off her hand?

You Yu stared at the soft and frightened eyes of the little maid, and his cold voice softened a little: "What do you call me?" ”

Ah Chan pursed his lips, swallowed desperately, and his voice trembled weakly: "Can the prince give me money?" ”

"Yes."

Not? One second you have to chop her hand, and the next second you agree so easily?

"Here you go, what do you get?"

Oh, it turned out to be returned.

She had nothing, nothing but herself, nothing of value on her.

What do you want to pay?

Ah Chan glanced at his hand, his little face was wrinkled, as if he was determined: "Is one hand enough?" ”

The eyes and mouth grow on the face, and it's too unsightly to dig and cut, she has two hands, give one to one!

"I don't want your hands anymore." Shizi looked at her faintly.

Not? Don't do it again?

Ah Chan frowned at him, and his soft and glutinous voice was pitiful: "Really? Really don't cut off my hands anymore? ”

Yu Yu just looked at her.

The little maid was dumb and soft, small, wearing only a middle coat, and her whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of moon-white soft light.

The boy lowered his eyes slightly.

The long finger didn't lightly button the edge of the bed for a while, and the answer was not the same as asked: "How old are you?" ”

？

Ah Chan frowned, I don't know why Shizi suddenly asked like this.

The soft voice replied obediently: "Fourteen." ”

Fourteen.

There is still one year to go.

The young man rolled his eyes: "If I say, give me back your most precious thing, okay?" ”