Chapter 47: Which Tendon Pulled Away?
Sitting on the steps without a word, as soon as he heard his master say this, he immediately stood up! Isn't he human? Childe needs help, he can!
"Yes! The last thing I lack is time! Ji Yin nodded immediately.
Xuanyuan Ji nodded, "That's the case, please ask the Seventh Prince to help me study ink." ”
Grinding? It was the first time she had done this kind of work. Ji Yin looked at the inkstone on the side, pulled a stool and sat aside.
"The force should not be too heavy, otherwise the ink will be uneven." Xuanyuan reminded softly.
Ji Yin immediately relaxed his strength.
"Don't be too light."
Ji Yin stopped moving, is it so particular about grinding ink? I didn't want to do it anymore.
Suddenly, Regulus raised his hand and pressed it on the back of her hand. A strange sensation suddenly came from the back of her hand, which made her heart tremble slightly.
As soon as he raised his head, he met Xuanyuanji's gaze.
This man is really good-looking.
Xuanyuan Ji pressed Ji Yin's hand and took her movements.
Looking at this harmonious scene speechlessly, I couldn't believe that the person who taught people to grind ink was actually his own son! Moreover, the person who taught it was still Ji Yin.
"That's fine." Xuanyuan Ji raised his hand, picked up the pen on the side and continued to write.
Ji Yin rubbed the ink with one hand and supported his chin with the other, looking at Xuanyuan Ji.
Xuanyuan Ji was not disturbed by this gaze in the slightest, and wrote quietly.
It didn't take long for Ji Yin to feel that her wrists were sore, which tendon did she have a twitch? Run over here to find a job! Is it unpleasant to lie on a rocking chair, or is the jerky compote not delicious?
Gradually, she changed from sitting to lying on her stomach, and suddenly her little hand crooked her fingers poked into the ink, she was already sleepy, she didn't notice it at all, she felt an itch on the tip of her nose, reached out and poked her nose, and fell asleep deeply.
Xiao Mo is right, this soul power can really hypnotize.
After Xuanyuan Ji finished writing a short section, he raised his head and looked at Ji Yin.
The girl tilted her head, just facing him, her fair skin could be blown and broken, and the tip of her nose was stained with black ink, but it was very cute. He didn't notice that at this time, looking at Ji Yin's gaze, it was extremely gentle.
Xuanyuan raised his hand very slowly......
"Childe." Walked in without a word.
Xuanyuan quickly withdrew his hand and raised his eyes to look at the speechless, "What's the matter?" ”
"Why did the Seventh Prince fall asleep?"
"What's the matter with you?" Xuanyuan asked again.
Speechless, he suddenly felt that Childe's tone seemed to be full of disgust, what was going on?
"Childe, you've been writing for two hours, do you want to rest for a while? Make a pot of tea? ”
Ji Yin was woken up, raised his body and looked speechless.
Wordless also looked at Ji Yin.
"Hahahahaha! Seventh Son, you ......"
Ji Yin looked speechless with a confused expression, like looking at a fool's eyes.
"Go get a basin of clean water." Xuanyuan commanded in a deep voice.
"Yes." Speechless, he immediately retreated.
"What is he laughing at? Do I have anything on my face? ”
"There are some ink stains." Xuanyuan replied softly.
Wu Yan had already brought in a basin of water, "Seventh Prince, come and wash your face, your face is full of ink." ”
Ji Yin immediately stood up, looked at the reflection in the water, the tip of his nose was full of ink, took a handful of water, and rubbed his nose clean.
"What, I suddenly remembered that I still have something, so I'll take my leave first." Ji Yin wiped his face and wanted to run.
She didn't want to grind anymore!
"The Seventh Son." Xuanyuan Ji called Ji Yin, "Tianyuan Sect has beautiful mountains and beautiful scenery, I don't know when the Seventh Prince will be free, can you take me to visit Tianyuan Sect?" ”