"If you want to say that the names of the five predecessors of the bald five are the word 'five', because they are five at home. As you said earlier, the other word 'bald' means that he has no hair on the top of his head. ”

Fu Xiao stroked his sideburns, stroked twice, and pretended to be chic: "But then again, those people who are about the same age as the five predecessors of the bald five, when they are there, baldness is the norm." "Bald Five's life experience

"Then why are you still holding on to this detail?" Ji Yao asked.

Fu Xiao snapped his fingers: "It is said that this is indeed not a clue worth studying, but I can't stand the old Huang family before, and the descendants who recorded their names behind the family tree are all with sparse hair." ”

"Wow, is that amazing?" Ji Yao's eyes widened, and he involuntarily touched his hair, pouting and frowning.

She suddenly thought of her father's receding hairline, and vaguely felt that she was also in some danger.

Fu Xiao noticed her small movements, the corners of her mouth moved slightly, but she still kept her voice steady, and continued: "I sent someone to secretly contact the younger generation of their family, most of their hair buns are only so thick when they are tied up, the hair is fine and soft, and the scalp can be faintly seen on the ground where the hair can't be covered. ”

His index finger was bent and clasped together with his thumb to form an irregular circle, drawing the men's pitiful hair.

Ji Yao also reached out in the same way, pinched a shape, and shook his head: "That's really a little less." ”

"No, although the girls in their family are better, and many men in the Huang family who are old are in a semi-bald state, and they are very bright." Fu Xiao's expression was a little subtle, and he raised his eyebrows and said, "They should be introduced to those people in the Medicine Sect." ”

"Huh?"

Fu Xiao's topic changed quickly, Ji Yao was still waiting to hear him describe the situation of that family, and suddenly a medicine sect came out, which made her stumble: "What does it have to do with the medicine sect?" ”

"What if the Medicine Sect has medicine?" Fu Xiao explained, but waved his hand again: "That's it, even if there is really a way to grow hair, the Huang family may not be able to afford it." ”

"Why is that?" Ji Yao wondered.

"When the family was separated, it was very ugly. Gold and silver fields, shops and mansions, anything worth a little money, all of them are clearly calculated. No matter how big the original bread in their house was, it was not enough for them to share. What's the good of breaking up the home? ”

Fu Xiao's tone at this time inexplicably became a little obscure.

"What's wrong?" Ji Yao naturally heard it, and was quite curious about it, and asked, "Aren't you an only son, young master?" Why do you feel all this? ”

"It's okay......" Fu Xiao returned to his normal expression and said with a smile: "I just sighed that they were too greedy." ”

"Okay...... Ahh ”

Ji Yao had eaten and drunk enough to hear the story, and when he stood up, his nose was sour, and he sneezed without even brewing.

She didn't even think about it, so she habitually rubbed her nose, which startled Fu Xiao.

He stepped forward with two steps, hurriedly grabbed her hand, and said, "Eh, your nose can't withstand such a toss, pay a little attention." ”

Fu Xiaoyi grabbed Ji Yao's wrist.

To say that women's wrists are much more slender than those of those who practice martial arts.

The skin was thin and tender, and his fingertips could even feel the pulse under that layer of skin, rattling in his ears.

Of course, how can there be such a big movement just by taking the pulse, and the two of them are really too close.

Fu Xiao's heart beat two beats faster, jumping and beating the drum.

The girl's family is still thin-faced in the end.

She saw that she was looking for a partner on "A Date with the Matchmaker", and now a living high-quality male god is in front of her......

To say that Ji Yao is not ashamed and shy at this time, it must be a lie.

What is the origin of the people?

The sole heir of Jinyin Villa.

is that he has never participated in any qualifying competition, and who dares to disrespect him on the rivers and lakes.

What do people look like?

Sword eyebrows and starry eyes, not triangular eyes, not cross-eyed, not peach blossom eyes that hook people everywhere.

His face is like a crown of jade, there are no spots, no moles, no scars and no birthmarks, even if he has an extra beard on his face now, he can't stop the original chic and dignified.

What kind of style do people have?

Fu Xiao is still young, but he doesn't have the hobby of young heroes of this age who dress themselves up with bells and whistles.

The dark python pattern rolled with gold rim, and his clothes couldn't suppress his luxury.

What a character.

The distance between the two was so close, Ji Yao's nose could still smell a little angelica, faintly familiar.

She was stunned for a moment.

However, he regained his senses in the next second and hurriedly broke free from Fu Xiao's control.

Ji Yao looked at the sky unnaturally, and coughed: "Young master, you can pay attention to this, this window is wide open, and it will be heard carefully by others——"

She added in a puffed voice, "I'm a fake nose." ”

Fu Xiao glanced at the whirring broken window, awkwardly withdrew his hand and turned his back behind him.

Ji Yao also took a step back cautiously and pressed his nose.

The shape is still there, and the height is still appropriate, she didn't feel anything wrong, and muttered quietly: "I think it's quite strong......"

"Take your hands off!"

Seeing the mountain roots pinched out of Ji Yao's face, a gap visible to the naked eye was getting bigger and bigger by her movements, Fu Xiao hurriedly spoke out to stop it.

"Ancestor, don't move anymore." So saying, he rummaged through it and took out the horrible smelling vial again.

When Ji Yao saw that thing, his hairs stood up.

"Why do you want to do it again?" She took a deep breath resignedly, intending to touch another tasteless pill to come out, but she didn't want to put her hand into her arms and didn't touch it, so she slapped her thigh and said "it's over".

After changing clothes, the small paper bag was still stuffed in the original set of middle clothes.

Over there, Fu Xiao had already pulled out the cork.

Ji Yao's eyes were straight.

There wasn't much fresh air left in her lungs, and she was on the verge of suffocation. With a "swish", he pulled the handkerchief he had just used to wipe his hands and divided it into two pieces.

Then the left one, the right one, stuffed into the nostrils.

Ji Yao's eyes were closed, and he had a momentum of seeing death as if he were at home, and said to Xiao: "Come on, let's fix it!" ”

Fu Xiao took out another delicate tool and repaired it on Ji Yao's face.

The two thin silks were torn miserably by Ji Yao, and the raw edges were sparse, uneven, and hung down sluggishly.

When Fu Xiao was carrying out the repair work, he could always get on so many sticks, sticking to his exposed arm because of his raised hand.

Ji Yao closed his eyes, unaware.

Fu Xiao only felt that the strands were itchy on the hair.

For no reason, this itch is on itself and in the heart.