Shui Qingchen's gentle and low voice sounded at the same moment, driving away like frost, covering the coolness in Ji Fanyin's heart:

"You're still a kid."

His voice clashed with the voice in his head.

Ji Fanyin was a little dazed, looking at him in a daze, not knowing who to believe.

Shui Qingchen sighed softly, and his big hand fell on top of her head with warmth, patting away the chaos in her heart:

"Xiaoyin, here, you can cry out for pain, but you don't have to endure it."

Ji Fanyin suddenly lowered his head shyly, blushing and smirking:

"This ...... It's a bit difficult. ”

After a while, she raised her head again, met his distressed gaze, and said:

"I'm adaptable, though, and I can do it."

Shui Qingchen's lip flap habitually rises - what she says is, can do it, no, I will. She took his words as a task to fulfill.

Shui Qingchen smiled and rubbed her hair, the softness felt by his fingertips reminded him of the touch of her soft little hands. He was very aware in his heart that for her, he had crossed the line between men and women.

However, he also admits that he does not reject this feeling in his heart.

At this time, the sound of quarrels came from the corridor.

Ji Fanyin's eyes lit up suddenly.

It was Feng Xiaoyao's voice.

Shui Qingchen patted her head with a smile and said:

"Let's go play."

"Hmm!"

Givenin couldn't wait to rush to the door, but he didn't have time to close the door, like a wild horse, following the sound and rushing to join in the fun.

Two doors, creaking and creaking.

Shui Qingchen walked over and closed the door, as if sensing something, his deep dark eyes became cold.

Turning around, a faint smile on his lips, he walked to the table and sat down, and spoke:

"Come out."

The sound fell, the candlelight flickered, and a ghost appeared silently.

Black-dressed, black-haired, black-robed.

The ghost slave knelt on one knee on the ground, and his hoarse voice was mixed with a trace of a strange smile:

"Emperor Yan, the prince of Chixia Kingdom has followed."

Shui Qingchen's expression was a little embarrassed, and he muttered:

"Alas, I knew that he couldn't afford to lose, so I gave him the Tianlian lantern."

The ghost slave hesitated for a moment, raised his head, and the grimace mask looked particularly eerie under the flickering candlelight:

"Emperor Hades was worried that the little overlord would be bullied, so he asked his subordinates to follow quietly, guess what his subordinates saw?"

Shui Qingchen glanced at the ghost slave and said calmly:

"She bullied others?"

The ghost slave was embarrassed when he heard this:

"If there is a gold bar to take, it can be regarded as bullying, and the subordinates also want to be bullied by the little bully a few more times. She bought the inn with a gold bar. ”

Shui Qingchen raised his eyebrows, raised his eyes, and looked at the ghost slave. The next moment, he felt that she was paving a way with gold bars, and he would not be too surprised by this.

Just when the ghost slave thought that Shui Qingchen would say something, he suddenly got up and walked towards the door, and couldn't help asking:

"Hades? Where do you go? ”

Shui Qingchen replied without replying:

"Help her be a diligent and thrifty daughter-in-law."

The ghost slave was stunned when he heard this.

Hey?

What is the ...... Why does it sound familiar?

In the corridor, lanterns are hung high.

I can't say why, Shui Qingchen deliberately slowed down, just to see what she was like when he was away.

Live up to expectations.

She stood around the corner, lazily leaning against the vermilion pillar, her hands clasped around her chest, the wisdom hidden in her eyes, and a loose smile on the corners of her lips.

Shui Qingchen stopped, followed her line of sight, and looked forward.

Feng Xiaoyao and a small guy argued more and more fiercely, almost to the point of saber rattling.

At that moment, a man walked out of the room.

He first reprimanded the little guy who was arguing with others, then turned around, hugged the folding fan, and apologized to Feng Xiaoyao.

Shui Qingchen noticed that Ji Fanyin's eyes lit up when he saw the person, and he walked over with his feet up, and naturally greeted him.

"Childe, did you drop this gold bar?" Givenin didn't know where to go, and felt for it.

Li Mubai was slightly stunned for a moment, and shook his head with a smile:

"Not mine."

"Oh." Ji Fanyin stuffed the gold bar into his arms and showed a regretful smile to Li Mubai: "Son, how good it would be if you answered 'yes'." ”

Li Mubai was so smart and yin, and asked casually:

"What if I answered it was mine?"

Givenin smiled sweetly:

"Then I have a reason to come to Childe again on a cloudy day."

Li Mubai was aroused:

"Oh? What is the reason? ”

"Childe took something by mistake, it turns out that the gold bar is mine."

Li Mubai sneered. His appearance is extremely handsome, and when he laughs, he lacks a trace of arrogance, seems close, and has no sense of distance:

"Under Mubai."

Ji Fanyin also held a fan in his hand, following Li Mubai's example, holding the fan and saluting:

"In the Lower Given."

"Miss Ji."

"Mu Gongzi."

The two looked at each other and smiled tacitly.

Not far away.

Shui Qingchen was smiling, his dark eyes were bottomless, and he hid unpredictable emotions.