Chapter 39: No twist, not even melons
Sleepless nights.
Although he found Qingyu, Bai Yanzhi was still uncomfortable.
I can't protect it, I can't protect it.
Why is she so useless?
In the previous life, he saw Qingyu being defiled by Lin Shikang, and he was anxious to vomit blood and there was no way to save it. In this life, it is clear that it is not that time, but Qingyu is still bullied......
Even if Qingyu said it lightly, she could think of how desperate Qingyu was at that time.
Jambi, it's all Jambi!
Her fingertips curled up fiercely, crumpled the sheets, her eyes lit up with hatred, and she held her breath in her heart, and she couldn't swallow it.
After a while, he turned over and sat up, intending to get dressed and go to the firewood room.
Before she could step on her shoes, she suddenly smelled a hint of perilla cloud wood fragrance coming from the wind.
The heart suddenly lifted, and after being stunned for a moment, he tentatively spoke softly: "Is it you?" β
In the next moment, I heard the familiar demonic laughter:
"Huh, 'me'?" Who am I? β
White Smoke Weaving: ......
You're crazy. I couldn't help but say in my heart.
But for some reason, knowing that Gu Shifei was here at this time, she was relieved.
Looking for the fragrance and walked in front of Gu Shifei, he found him sitting at the coffee table with his arm on the table by the thin moonlight, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
"Why do you have time to come?" She asked.
Gu Shifei replied calmly: "I just killed someone, and I happened to pass by, so I came to see you, this girl." β
The corners of her lips twitched faintly, and she suddenly remembered the scene where he killed Zhou Ruoyu, and she reluctantly said: "No wonder there is the smell of perilla cloud wood." β
Gu Shifei raised his eyebrows slightly.
Yes, I heard that she has a very smart nose and a great fragrance.
"That incense is not greasy to use, it can suppress the smell of blood, and it is barely enough," he said casually, "Since you know how to make fragrances, then make a unique fragrance for this seat." β
White Smoke was speechless.
Feeling that he "happened to pass by", did he come to let her perfume?
It's not difficult to make fragrances, but she doesn't have the heart to figure out the recipe at the moment.
Seeing that she was silent, Gu Shifei's brows furrowed slightly: "Why, this seat asks you to do something, do you dare not agree?" β
"I have something on my mind." White smoke weaves.
He was stunned for a moment.
It seemed like this was the first time she had called "me" in front of him. Peeling back the false disguise of the "little woman", her whole person suddenly became lively and interesting.
The corners of his lips rose, Gu Shifei's mood gradually improved, and he didn't care about her rudeness, and kicked the wooden stool in front of her with his foot: "Sit down and listen." β
Seeing that he didn't mean to make trouble, Bai Yan sat down in a skirt and said bluntly: "My personal maid was slept by your subordinates." β
Gu Shifei: ......
After a moment, he laughed repeatedly.
"That's a blessing for her. The subordinates of this seat are more than enough for your maids. β
She couldn't help but glare at him, and she said indignantly: "Is this a question of worthiness or not?" This is called a twisted melon is not sweet! β
"It's not twisted, not even a melon." Gu Shifei looked serious.
Bai Yanzhi was so angry that his teeth itched: "Don't want this crooked melon!" β
"How do you know it's a crooked melon?" He sneered, "The subordinates of this seat are all one in a hundred, especially the attendants around this seat. If your maid encounters one of them, it will make her ancestral grave smoke. β
"Whoever likes to take this green smoke, my maid has been bullied, and you still have the leisure to laugh."
"Or else?" He asked rhetorically, "Do you want this seat to order him to marry your maid?" β
White Smoke Weave chuckled in his heart and froze in place.
Gu Shifei smiled again: "Look, you haven't thought about it yourself, so why bother with her heart?" Think more about yourself. β
"Myself?" What can be thought of?
"Your fiancΓ© is going to run away......" Gu Shifei said as he poured himself a glass of water with one hand.
Bai Yanzhi glanced at him, and saw that the porcelain cup touched her lips, and she spoke leisurely:
"The water is the day before yesterday."
"Poof...... cough cough cough ......"
It was the first time to see him so embarrassed, Bai Yanzhi suddenly pursed the corners of his lips and stopped snickering.
"You, you girl, deliberately playing tricks on this seat!" was so angry that his voice changed tone.
She nodded generously and admitted, "Yes, I just meant it." Didn't you say that I was in a bad mood earlier, and you still wanted to add fuel to the fire and mention some fiancΓ©. β
After a pause: "Then again, he's going to run away, as if your losses are greater, right?" What does it have to do with me? I didn't want to marry him. β
Seeing that Gu Shifei was still coughing lowly, he felt that the joke seemed to be too big for a while, so he got up and came to his side to help him calm down.
But before she slapped her hand twice, the person who was still coughing and about to breathe suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms.
In an instant, he was wrapped in the warmth of the fragrance of perilla cloud wood.