Chapter 12 You need no need to be wary of me

Only then did Chu Muxi see the other party's face clearly-it was Yu Jing.

Yu Jing was wearing a white middle coat and still had moisture on his body, obviously just returning from a bath. Because he was overwhelmed by Chu Muxi just now, the collar on his body spread out, revealing a strong and white chest and faintly visible abdominal muscles.

Chu Muxi also just woke up, his hair was a little scattered, and his collar was slightly open, revealing a piece of snow-white skin on his neck and chest. may be because of the nightmare and cold sweat, the messy hair sticks to his body, which makes Chu Muxi inexplicably more colorful.

Yu Jing didn't dare to take a second look after one look, so he turned his head to look elsewhere.

Chu Muxi's mind is awake now, she let go of the hand holding Yu Jing's neck, got off Yu Jing's body, and sat on the edge of the bed. Xiao Yingying pinched Yu Jing's chin, deliberately approached Yu Jing and asked him, "Master, what do you want to do when you run to the disciple's room in the middle of the night?" It's hard to ......"

Chu Muxi lowered her head with a smile, and the sudden approach was almost about to kiss Yu Jing, and she slowly added the second half of the sentence: "Want to spend the Spring Festival with your disciples?"

Yu Jing: !!!

Yu Jing turned over and pressed Chu Muxi under him, and then reached out and wrapped Chu Muxi into a zongzi.

"Women should be dignified, you don't be so frivolous and talk nonsense." Yu Jing's ears were red, but he preached to Chu Muxi with a straight face.

Although he knew that Hehuan Sect had always been in this style of painting, Yu Jing still hoped that Chu Muxi would not be so frivolous, and it was okay to be frivolous, but not to cast a wide net.

Chu Muxi snorted and laughed, rolling on the bed wrapped in the quilt. Yu Jing: What kind of speech is this? Old antique? But the other party seems to be about the same age as himself, right? Or is it simply a decent family that can't get used to the style of the Demon Domain?

However, being messed with by Yu Jing like this, Chu Muxi's unhappiness from nightmares disappeared completely, she sat down again, and asked Yu Jing: "Okay, I'm not kidding, what are you here for, Master?"

"Light the lamp."

Yu Jing's voice was so small that Chu Muxi even doubted his ears. She asked what again, Yu Jing didn't answer her this time, just took out a fist-sized night pearl from the Qiankun bag in her sleeve and put it on the cabinet at the head of Chu Muxi's bed.

The light emitted by the night pearl is not dazzling, the gentle light is like moonlight, it is not too bright, it is suitable for sleeping.

Lighting up turns out to mean really lighting up.

Chu Muxi looked at Yu Jing more and more strangely.

In fact, Chu Muxi does have the habit of lighting a lamp for himself before going to bed when he sleeps, unless the conditions really don't allow it, Chu Muxi will do that.

It's just that at this moment, Yu Jing came to do this, which made Chu Muxi feel extremely surprised and strange. Could it be that this Su Xue Xianjun really knew him before, otherwise how could he even know that he was going to light the lamp before going to bed?

Yu Jing just explained in a soft voice: "Shizun also has the habit of lighting a lamp before going to bed, I'm just afraid that you won't be used to sleeping, so I just want to light it for you."

Oh, it turned out to be because of Qiong Ying Jianzun. It's just that the dignified Sword Venerable, will he also have such a habit?

Yu Jing looked at Chu Muxi again and asked, "Did you have a nightmare just now?"

When Chu Muxi heard this, he suddenly smiled at Yu Jingran: "Yes, I dreamed that a beautiful man claimed to be my husband and called me my mother with a child, saying that I abandoned my husband and child, and asked me to be responsible, and came to arrest me and go back to get married."

"Master, you said that I am only eighteen years old and where did I come from, isn't it funny? Hahaha. ”

Yu Jing didn't smile but stared at Chu Muxi, who was still smiling, and then reached out and touched the top of Chu Muxi's head, casting a meditation spell on her.

"Little liar." Yu Jing reached out and pinched Chu Muxi's cheek, and was slapped off by Chu Muxi, who reacted, so there was an extra red mark on the back of his hand.

Yu Jing didn't care, he sat on the edge of the bed, calmly pulled the neckline that was torn open by Chu Muxi, and retied the belt, his slender fingertips wrapped around the belt, inexplicably lustful.

Chu Muxi glanced at it, and then looked away and didn't look at it anymore.

"Rest well."

After Yu Jing said this, he walked out, but when he was at the door, he suddenly paused and turned his head to look at Chu Muxi.

"Chu Xi."

"Huh?"

"You don't have to be wary of me, I won't hurt you."

Chu Muxi didn't answer, Yu Jing didn't speak, and then he only closed the door and slowly left Chu Muxi's courtyard.

Chu Muxi fell on the bed at this time, with one arm on her face, and she chuckled: "It won't hurt me, the devil knows if this is a lie." A man's mouth is a deceitful ghost, so I won't be fooled. ”

Qingyu also spoke up at this time and asked softly, "Little Miss, what nightmare did you have?" I called you for a long time and you didn't respond, as if you were stunned. ”

"Dreams...... I dreamed a lot, dreamed of the blood-stained Buddha statue in Xiangshan Temple, the overseas secret land of Penglai, and ......"

Chu Muxi's mind swept over the girl's blurred face, closed her eyes even more tiredly, and muttered in a low voice: "It's not a good dream anyway."

"Qingyu, you send a message to Sisi, let her contact me when she is free, and I will find her to interpret her dreams."

Qi Sisi, the daughter of the sect leader of the Hundred Tricks Sect of the Demon Domain, is the best at gossip heavenly machines in formation cultivation, and her level is said to be comparable to that of the little saint of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion in the Immortal Realm. He was also Chu Muxi's best friend when he was in the Demon Domain, and he and Chu Muxi also grew up together.

Qingyu answered yes and obediently passed the message.

Chu Muxi went to wash it, then climbed into bed and fell asleep again.

This time, maybe it was because of Yu Jing's meditation spell or maybe because he had already had a nightmare, Chu Muxi slept until dawn this time, and it was already late when he woke up.

She pushed open the door, but she didn't see Yu Jing, she didn't know where the people had gone, and breakfast was also prepared in the side hall, but there was no one. Chu Muxi also discovered that there was not a single servant in the huge water pavilion. She sat in the side hall and ate breakfast, in fact, she didn't need to eat according to Chu Muxi's cultivation, but Chu Muxi was naturally greedy, and there was no way to do it.

I don't know if the breakfast was prepared by Yu Jing, the things of Nanyan and Xishu are different, but most of the breakfast here is based on the taste of Chu Muxi Nanyan. For example, tofu brain is sweet instead of salty, which saves a lot of trouble.

I remember that yesterday Yu Jing said that he was going to the main peak to participate in the morning class, Chu Muxi pushed the door and left the water pavilion after breakfast, and walked down the mountain along the long red maple road, and just walked out of the maple forest, he saw a familiar figure waiting for him.

"Ah Xi!"

The girl was wearing the uniform disciple costume in the sect, and she was wearing a green jade order that only a disciple could wear on her waist Seeing a big smile on Chu Muxi's beautiful face, she waved happily at Chu Muxi - it was Xiaoxiao who worshiped under Duanmu Lei's door.