When Fu Tianji woke up, it was noon on the third day. He didn't get out of bed right away, but meditated and pranayama first. This wind and cold poison had plagued him for a long time, and after each evil moon, he had to retreat and breathe before he could gradually recover.

However, this retreat is a bit difficult to focus, so what is the girl doing now? I wanted to see her, but I was afraid that this appearance would worry her.

Another day passed, and Fu Tianji, who was pranayama, opened his eyes and looked at the closed door - that girl was so quiet?

I hope she doesn't come, but I hope she will, this conflict in my heart is really tormenting.

After another three days, Fu Tianji looked at the closed door, finally got out of bed, pushed the door and walked out.

Lang Shui Xuan is quiet, the girl is really gone, it seems that she is going to plant bamboo and play again, right?

A sense of loss arose, he sighed softly, and was about to go home, when he heard some movement from the kitchen.

Since the kitchen burned down, it has been rebuilt on the spot, and it is closer to the Lane Shui Xuan.

Fu Tianji's figure flashed, hid behind the wall, and saw the slender back, humming a song while busy with something.

Six or seven days have passed, and this girl is so happy, doesn't she think of herself in the slightest?

As usual, she left silently when she didn't know anything, but her feet were like nails, and she was really reluctant to go.

On the night of the watering pavilion, he kissed her, and the flood of emotions rushed out, and he could never take it back.

He couldn't control his steps, and he stepped forward, and put his hands abruptly on her shoulders.

She was startled when she was concentrating on her work, holding a kitchen knife, she turned around, and when she saw that it was him, she was both surprised and delighted, but his heart chuckled.

"The wound on the face, what's going on?" A small stream of anger rose from the bottom of my heart.

She touched it disapprerovingly, smiled and said, "It's okay, I accidentally fell." Skin trauma, heal in a few days. Master, you're finally out of the customs, great! ”

She looked very happy, but the flickering emptiness in her eyes, how could she hide it from him, who had read countless people?

He stepped over her shoulder, his gaze falling on the chopping board behind her—a large cluster of fresh, stout golden nine-story towers.

His heart was like being bitten by a poisonous snake, it was astringent and painful, and he stared at her, cold.

She dodged her eyes for a moment, coughed, and said, "It's the Golden Nine-Story Pagoda that Senior Brother Rong fetched, I'll take advantage of the time to make some for him-"

He couldn't bear it anymore and roared: "Feng Ningshuang, when it comes to this, you still continue to make it up?" You know that I told you that you can't climb that kind of bamboo cliff, but you actually carried me on your back?! ”

She was dumbfounded, her expression a little guilty, and she didn't speak.

But his anger grew hotter, and as if he had just eaten a hundred lemons, his internal organs were sour, and he blurted out: "In order to make Zijin Yun sauce for him, you are not afraid of danger to climb that mountain!" That's right, he's really good, the prince of the son, it's better for you to look for him than to live a lonely and lonely life here. In the future, you will be the queen of my Great Zhou Kingdom, and it is just a sentence to find someone to eliminate demons for you. What are you doing here? To go, you can go right away today. ”

He felt as if he didn't recognize his own voice, but that's what he said, word for word.

She looked at herself like five thunderbolts, and the moment he spoke, he regretted it.

She turned her head suddenly, wiped her sleeve from the corner of her eye, and then stopped looking at him, and ran out of her legs, his heart aching numb as her shoulder brushed against him.

I wanted to chase her, but I couldn't take a step, the hand hanging by my side, my fist clenched until I trembled, my bones seemed to be about to break, and my heart was about to break.

After a long time, he suddenly heard the sound of a clatter, and he turned back sluggishly, and saw a yellow porcelain pot boiling on the stove, bubbling white smoke.

He walked over, slowly lifted the lid, smelled it, his heart suddenly became clear, he raised his hand and slapped himself hard, his figure flashed, and he rushed out.

**

Feng Ningshuang ran to the water in one breath, squatting at the water's edge, and the tears that he had tried his best to control fell one after another, smashing the face reflected in the water to pieces.

A few days ago, I had climbed that cliff for his sake.

The top of the cliff is really a big treasure house, not only all kinds of fairy grasses, but also the golden nine-story tower grows stout, I think it is because of the magical lake water, nourishing the grass.

She was overjoyed, and picked up some of everything: the double-petaled snow lotus in the snow, the clematis in the depths of the bushes, the purple head Chuanwu in the flowers, and the golden nine-story pagoda was just brought down by hand.

After descending the mountain, his door was still closed, and he was still pranayama. Although she was anxious, she didn't want to disturb him, so she soaked in the kitchen every day, drying herbs and boiling them in proportion to the medical books.

All this is for him, but she doesn't want to say it.

Because I didn't think it was a big deal, I just wanted to give him a little bit of attention.

It's just that she, who has always been strong, why does she feel so sad when she hears those words?

It's not the first time she's disobeyed him, and it's not the first time he's been angry, but why is she so heartbroken this time?

Taking a deep breath and counting to ten, she stopped her tears. Let's go, the world is big, there is a place for it, why stay here?

Wiping away the tears and standing up, as soon as he turned around, he bumped into a person.

"Shuang'er, I'm sorry, I-" Fu Tianji hung his head and said in a low voice.

Feng Ningshuang didn't think about it, pushed him away, and walked forward without looking back.

His wrist tightened, but he pulled her hard, pulled her back again, stretched out his arms, pulled her into his arms, and his voice was hoarse: "Shuang'er, I'm sorry, it's because the teacher is wrong." ”

As soon as she stopped her tears, her eyes began to heat again, and she said hoarsely, "Let go of me!" ”

"I'm sorry." He pressed her head back into his arms, "You know, you know, I care about you, I'm sorry, even if the sky falls, I'll never let go, Frost, I-"

"Let go of me!" She roared and looked up, her face covered with tears.

He hugged her tightly, his hands were as strong as iron pincers, and this time, he wouldn't let go of anything. She began to struggle again, and the bun loosened, and the hairpin fell from her head, and a black waterfall fell down and covered the back of his hand, as soft as mist.

He looked down at her struggling in his arms and hissed, "Look at me." ”

She doesn't look at him, she doesn't want to look at him.

With a gentle but irresistible force, he lifted her chin. She was forced to face his gaze, and in those pairs of pupils, her face was clearly reflected, trembling slightly, writing all his emotions: chagrin, pleading, remorse...... In the end, it turned into a fiery and resolute determination. Tell her plainly that he cares about her, for a long, long time.

As soon as his lips were heavy, he actually kissed him.

In an instant, her head exploded, and it turned out that the one in the watering pavilion a few days ago was not a dream.

He kissed his own feelings, overlapping them with that night, and wrapped his arms around her waist, gradually straining harder and harder, locking her tighter and tighter, locking her into his body, locking it into his soul.

He swept the air between her lips and teeth, and she tried to push him away, but her mind went blank at the weight of his heavy kiss. The cold on his body dissipated, replaced by incomparably hot, his body clinging to her, his lips and teeth grinding violently against her.

She wanted to go, to get out of this terrible cage, but her emotions roared like a huge wave, drowning her completely, her limbs became soft and helpless, and he pushed her back, and pressed heavily against the trunk of a tree, and continued the frenzied kiss.

She had no way to escape, the interweaving of the nets of heaven and earth caged him and her together, she relied on the last bit of clarity, struggling and moaning: "Don't ......"

This moan, but it was only like a summoning, evoking his long-suppressed emotions to the fullest, he kissed her harder, and his mellow voice called low: "Frost, Frost, Frost......"

If the watering pavilion was a prologue, he would formally swear possession of her here.

He didn't want to wait any longer, at this moment, he wanted her to understand his emotions, he wanted her to respond to him.

Wind Frost was dizzy, and an ancient cry echoed in her mind, faintly telling her that it seemed as if she should have been kissed by him like this.

The two kissed so passionately for an unknown amount of time, the wind condensation frost became more and more breathless, and after a light struggle, Fu Tianji let go of her, but he was particularly reluctant to kiss and sip slowly on the pair of lips that were kissed by him, as if tasting a supreme delicacy.

Feng Ningshuang blushed unspeakably, and said with a straight face, "Go away." I don't want to see you. ”

"I'm sorry about that." Fu Tianji smiled and pecked her lips lightly, "From now on, you may have to see me day and night." ”

He slowly put one hand around the curve behind her waist, and with the other hand, he picked up a touch of hair on her chest and rubbed it gently, "Stinky girl, you already know what I think about you, where do you want to go?" ”

Although he smiled faintly, there was a trace of uneasiness in the depths of his eyes, the hand holding her back waist, his fingers were even a little stiff, and Feng Ningshuang looked at his eyes and looked deeply.

He had been waiting for it for a long time, and she finally understood; And her gains and losses, she also understood.

"You can go wherever you want, you have to take care of it!" She lowered her head, her face crimson, and she was lightly resentful.

He smiled, bowed his head, put his lips together, and said meaningfully, "Frost, we count—"

"You ......" Before the words fell, someone suddenly exclaimed behind him.

Feng Ningshuang was startled, turned around, and saw Rong Fengheng standing under a tree, looking at the two of them incredulously, his mouth growing into an "O".

"Uncle Junior, little sister, uh...... You are ...... this, this, and this."

Fu Tianji hugged the wind condensation frost heavily into his arms, and confirmed the fact of master-apprentice love on the spot.

Rong Fengheng stared for a long time, and said embarrassedly: "I'm just here to ask for a jar of sauce, it's okay...... You go on, go on. ”

**

Feng Ningshuang hid in the room for a day, his heart was like a deer, and he didn't sleep all night.

When I lost sleep, I heard the familiar sound of the piano again. This time is very different from the past, it is so majestic and strong, and it is grandiosely announcing: Shuang'er, I like you as a teacher.

She covered her head with a quilt, wishing that the sun would not come out, because it was dark every day.

It's a pity that the sky is still going to be bright, and the empty stomach is also to protest, so she had to take advantage of the light and open the door a crack - very good, there is no one outside, quickly close the door, and target the kitchen.

As soon as she turned around, a long figure stood there, silent, and she suddenly seemed to have seen a ghost, turned around and pushed the door, and was about to go back to the house.

A thick layer of ice was very precisely knotted on the crack of the door, and she couldn't push it open, so she had to shake Suosuo and turn her head, only to see the lump of ice smiling, "Are you afraid to see the teacher?" ”

Her hands and feet were stiff, and her thoughts were a little frozen, and she asked a lame and stupid question: "Are you...... You kissed me that day, did you go crazy again? ”

Fu Tianji smiled again, she had never seen him laugh so much in her life like today. After laughing, he said one word clearly: "Yes." ”

With a cry from the bottom of her heart, a cold wind burst out, blowing out the timid and hopeful little flame in her eyes. She froze in place.

This look was clearly seen by Fu Tianji, and he smiled again: "...... That's weird! ”

"Bang", his head hit the door frame, Feng Ningshuang rubbed the corner of his painful forehead, only to see the stinky ice cube looking at her, smiling so much that he was three points cunning and seven points complacent, and he completely grasped her mentality.

She became annoyed and slammed his fist at him: "You can't finish talking at once?" ”

"What? Are you disappointed? Fu Tianji picked up her fist-clapping little hand and laughed.

The ginger is still old and spicy, and he stepped on the pit again. Feng Ningshuang sighed, and said to himself in frustration: "Alas, it's really the little white rabbit that has fallen into the mouth of the big bad wolf." ”