Lifting the pen and dipping it in ink, Lu Wenmiao's hand was stretched forward by her, and the arm that surrounded her from behind was also taken forward. With such a move, Bai Zisu was coldly encircled by him in his arms.

Sensing the sound of a heartbeat that did not belong to him, Bai Zisu hurriedly withdrew his hand, but he couldn't help but smile.

"How." Lu Wenmiao tilted his head slightly.

"You...... Aren't you angry? Hearing his rare gentle tone, Bai Zisu was happy in his heart, turned his head, and raised his eyes to look at him.

"I'm not angry." Lu Wenmiao said lightly.

"Who said that? But you just scolded me, and the scolding was so ugly, and you said that you weren't angry! Bai Zisu snorted and continued to write his name.

She just has no heart and lungs, and she doesn't have ears, although she often can't hear the words, but she can hear every word of the sentence he scolded just now.

After waiting for a while, he didn't wait for a response from the person behind him, and he didn't seem to be ready to respond to anything.

Yes, what can she ask him to respond to, when he scolded her, more than this time, anyway, he hated him for a day or two, she was probably such a bad and hateful person in his eyes.

There have been moves to strangle her in the past, let alone this fluttering sentence. It was even more difficult for him to realize that he was wrong.

"Why didn't you write it?" He asked.

Naked to change the subject!

Bai Zisu didn't answer his words, and he followed his example, pretending not to hear.

Lu Wenmiao thought she was uncomfortable, so he lowered his head to test the temperature of her forehead. However, before she could touch her, she turned her head and said menacingly: "Don't you forget, I am a red apricot out of the wall." ”

When you scolded her, why didn't you think about caring for her? Now I'm pretending to be affectionate, hum.

Lu Wenmiao frowned, as if she didn't expect that she was still struggling with scolding her.

Sensing his displeasure, Bai Zisu turned his head, looked at him quietly for a while, and said seriously: "Lu Wenmiao, I don't like you to talk about me like that." Although the prostitutes are beautiful and the red apricots are delicious, I will still feel a little sad when you say that about me. ”

The person in front of him pursed his thin lips, but he didn't speak.

Shaking his head, Bai Zisu didn't say anything anymore, withdrew his hand, and didn't want to stay in his palm anymore. Although her hands trembled violently when she left him, she just didn't let him be next to her.

Seeing that she pulled a stool and sat down at the table, not even wanting her clothes to touch him, Lu Wenmiao was a little unhappy. His hand was still hanging over hers, and she was so desperate to remove it?

Didn't he just say a word about her, when he talked about her before, he hadn't seen her angry, so what kind of medicine did he take today?

"It's you who did something wrong." Lu Wenmiao said in a deep voice.

"If you want to add sin, there is no word, I don't have a red apricot out of the wall, I just don't." Bai Zisu muttered while lowering his head to write, without raising his eyelids.

After being silent for a while, Lu Wenmiao finally couldn't stand the crooked handwriting she shook out, reached out and grabbed the letterhead, and didn't allow her to write again.

"If you don't write, don't write, anyway, it's up to you to decide everything. Come if you want, leave if you want, and scold people if you want. Bai Zisu lowered his head and looked at the ink on his hands.

This kind of tone that is not salty or light is maddening, stalked the neck of the stalker, Lu Wenmiao hesitantly clenched the letterhead paper in his hand: "I ......"

"What are you?" Bai Zisu asked absentmindedly.

"I take that back." Squeezed out a sentence dryly, Lu Wenmiao looked away casually.

"Huh?"

Why does this sentence sound a little soft?

I looked outside to see if the sun was coming out in the west. It's a pity that on a rainy day, there is no sun at all. Take a look around, why Mei Niang is not there, and Li Yun is not there, I really want them to listen to it with their own ears and help her confirm whether she heard it wrong. Could it be that he was so angry with him that he had auditory hallucinations in his ears?

"Can you say that again?" Bai Zisu grabbed his sleeve and stared at him in surprise.

"There are no red apricots in your yard, only loquats, so I retract that sentence." Lu Wenmao pursed his lips.

It's so reluctant, it's like a bear child pulling the girl's hair in a bun, and he's embarrassed to apologize.

Bai Zisu burst out laughing: "According to what you say, then I can only be 'a loquat out of the wall' in the future?" ”

"You dare." He was slightly annoyed, grabbed Bai Zisu's arm, and hugged her horizontally.

"Why don't you dare?" Bai Zisu smiled and hooked his neck, reached out and held his fair face, and rubbed all the ink on his hand on his face: "Don't you know, loquat is bold." ”

"Well, it's also very forgetful." Lu Wenmiao said, pinching her chin: "When you begged for mercy, you didn't say that." ”

When she begged for mercy, she said that she was very timid, and she was afraid of this and that. Why did you get bold as soon as you said the wall?

Such a disobedient and fickle woman should be educated. Thinking like this, I want to lean over and take a bite. But when I looked down, I saw her fingers oozing slightly.

Suddenly lost interest, thought about it, still put her on the bed, fixed her injured paws, and tied them to the head of the bed, in case she jumped out of bed like today, and removed the bandage bamboo board to try her fingers.

Originally, the fingers were much better than the previous days, although they were oozing blood, but they were not as numb as the pain before. But seeing this person's movedness, Bai Zisu still tossed and turned on the bed in pain, holding his tied arm and whimpering lowly.

Seeing this, Lu Wenmiao hurriedly went out of the room to find Mei Niang and asked her to bring the soup over.

Jingji had been waiting at the gate of the courtyard for a long time, and when he saw him come out, he hurriedly leaned over and whispered, "Dingguo Gong is here." ”

Xue Zhiyuan?

It seems that he designed Xue Ruolan's biography, which made Xue Zhiyuan suspicious. Today, Bacheng is testing his attitude to see if he can join the camp of King Wei.

After thinking about it for a moment or two, Lu Wenmiao turned around and walked in the direction of the front hall.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Jing Ji asked in a low voice, "Is Bai's life in danger?" ”

"It should be fine." Lu Wenmiao replied casually, and there was still a swaying smile on the face of Baizi Su Ming in front of him.

I don't know why this is happening, probably because of the cloudy day, when you see a slightly bright light, it will be flashed to your eyes, so that when you open and close your eyes, it is in the shape of light.

"That's very good." Jing Ji breathed a sigh of relief: "In this way, it will not delay the master's plan." ”

Plan? Lu Wenmiao sobered up for a while.

Yes, he came to Qiushui Pavilion today to take a look at her to confirm this. Who knew that this glance would take so long.

casually played with the letterhead in his hand, and Lu Wenmiao gradually returned to his usual indifference: "I also resumed monitoring her." ”

"Same as last time?" Looking at the uncertain master in front of him, Jing Ji was a little unsure of his thoughts, and asked cautiously: "If you find her out of the house, you don't have to intercept her?" ”

"No, I know where she goes." The knuckles tightened little by little, and the letterhead paper was pinched into a small ball by him: "I can learn to read and write, and the number of times I have been out of the house is far more than we imagined." ”

When he heard her say that the word "Chenshi" was written on the letterhead, he noticed that there was something strange in it.

How can a person who doesn't know big characters know what is written on paper. Then she was asked to write her name, but she didn't even notice anything wrong.

It is enough to show that this word is not just learned, I am afraid that it has become a habit of hers and has become a part of her daily life. That's why when I put pen to paper, I forgot to cover it up.