Looking at Zhang Ziyu's head approaching, I don't know why, Ling Shijian felt that his heart was skipping a beat unconsciously.

She retrieved her notebook, raised her right hand into a sword point, and pointed forward at the center of his brow.

Skin to skin, his eyebrows were hot, and her heart rippled.

It's strange that when she was on the bank of the river just now, she also reached out and pointed at his eyebrows, and she would feel that the movements were intimate and ambiguous, but at that time she didn't feel anything in her heart and could be calm.

Why ...... now?

Is it because the environment is different? Because he came to his bedroom, he was in the eyes and ears.

She lowered her eyes and saw the depth of his eyes, with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth. Her heart was a little confused, and she secretly looked away and closed her eyes again.

Out of sight and out of mind, she finally calmed down her restless heart, and then she used her mana, condensed into a fine sword qi, and pointed out his eyebrows and heart to seal the sword qi imprint.

The girl in front of her closed her eyes, her face pretended to be calm, her heroic eyebrows frowned, and she had the taste of her daughter's home.

She was clearly shy.

She's so cute.

He looked down over her pale face and rested on her tightly pursed lips.

Her mouth is not big or so small, her lips are not thin or thick, everything is just right, and if you bite into it, you can hold it all in your mouth.

Her rosy lips wrinkled as if they were drying up, waiting for him to get wet.

He remembered the taste in his mind, wet, soft, sweet, waxy, fragrant, or some other tempting taste, he couldn't remember, because the last time they kissed was at least seven years ago.

…… I can't remember the last time I kissed.

He inhaled softly, the warm fragrance that had just emanated from her, without the middleman making the difference, straight into his nose.

It smells great. It is like in spring, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, everything is revived, the fresh air is rolling on the clouds in the air, and the sound of the spring flowing gently can be heard.

Chen Deshun's sword qi was very inferior, and he had probably just comprehended the sword qi realm. To seal such a sword qi was very simple for the Spirit Poetry Sword. But she had a hard time sealing.

Because the object to be sealed is Zhang Ziyu.

It took a lot of effort and difficulty for her to seal the sword qi mark.

Secretly relieved in her heart, she opened her eyes, but in front of her, there were a pair of burning eyes.

The scorching gaze made her heart jerk, and her teeth crept into her lip in her mouth with a strange premonition.

So she felt that her airway was blocked, her breathing was not smooth, she couldn't breathe, and her breathing became rapid.

She quickly held her breath, but she could still clearly hear that her heart was beating faster......

Zhang Ziyu stretched out his hand and grabbed the finger of Lingshi Sword on his eyebrows, and he clearly felt her tremble.

He had done the same thing on the bank of the river before, but for some reason, he suddenly felt that the fingers he was holding in his hand were as smooth as jade and warm to his heart.

and his heart will be tingling.

Grabbing his fingers and smelling the warm scent, he leaned his head closer.

As a sword cultivator in the state of mind, the Shushan Sword Immortal felt out of thin air that the hand holding her fingers was extraordinarily powerful, and it was scorching, making her fingers soft and her body weak.

His lips came together, and she smelled a hot smell, and her soul softened, and from the inside out, her whole body was itchy and soft.

She closed her eyes, pursed her lips, and leaned over to him.

Two longing souls are getting closer, two burning hearts are getting closer, two seductive lips are getting closer.

Getting closer, getting closer......

Close enough to smell the moistness on the lip flap.

"Ziyu!"

Suddenly, from downstairs came the super shout of my mother Huang Ying, "It's time to eat!" ”

She added, "Tell Shijian to come down for dinner together!" ”

Boom~

There seemed to be a voice.

It's some kind of atmosphere that is broken, it's a stagnant room like glass is broken, it's a certain ...... The hearts of the two men were broken.

Zhang Ziyu came back to his senses and found that he was lying on the back of the chair and leaning towards Ling Shijian, the chair under his buttocks was tilted at thirty degrees, and there was only a little bit of chair feet supporting the ground.

"Boom!"

It's like a world of cats and mice, running in the air for a long time, and finally realizing the fact that he can't fly, he fell down with a chair.

The loud noise made Huang Ying downstairs shout again: "What are you doing? ”

"It's not ......" Zhang Ziyu crawled on the ground, struggled to get up, and shouted angrily, "It's okay!" Here it comes!! ”

"Poof~"

Ling Shijian finally couldn't hold back and laughed.

Leaned over again to help Zhang Ziyu stand up.

Fortunately, he was already a great monk in the self-cultivation realm, and he didn't get hurt if he fell like this.

Zhang Ziyu checked his body and hands, there were no abrasions, he turned his head, and saw Ling Shijian's red face and smile.

He asked angrily, "What are you laughing at?" ”

"Laugh at you......"

Ling Shijian was just about to answer, when Zhang Ziyu suddenly leaned over and tapped her lips.

"Sneak attack!" He smirked, quickly turned to open the door, and ran downstairs.

"Despicable!" Ling Shijian shouted and chased him downstairs.

In the evening, after six o'clock, the Feiyu Hotel was already closed, it was closed a long time ago, earlier than yesterday, and the hotel was closed.

On the second floor, in the living room, the lights were on, and the soft light was sprinkled, and the dining table was full of dishes, which was clearly more sumptuous than last night's Mid-Autumn Festival dinner.

There were four people sitting in a circle around the table.

It was a round dining table, with Zhang Ziyu and Ling Shijian next to each other, and Zhang Hongyi and Huang Ying next to each other.

Lingshi Sword is no longer the image of the arrogant Shushan Sword Immortal, no longer the image of the decisive devil, and even the appearance of vitality, but sits obediently on the chair, lowering his head, holding the bowl, like a gentle lady, eating in small bites.

Zhang Ziyu looked at her chirping as a girl, sandwiched a chopstick dish for her, and asked with a smile: "What's wrong, isn't it unappetizing?" Isn't this combat power usually? ”

Usually the two of them eat, and the two of them can eat more than four adult strong men, and Ling Shijian is not weaker than him at all...... Even stronger.

When Ling Shijian heard this, he quietly glared at him, but a sweet smile appeared on his face, and he also picked up his voice, and said obediently: "It's delicious, Auntie's craftsmanship is still very good!" ”

This clip sound is disgusting! Zhang Ziyu was about to tease, but the mother opposite suddenly said loudly: "Shijian hasn't eaten my dishes for seven years, right?" ”

Ling Shijian raised her head and looked at Huang Ying, and found that although she had a smile on her face, she didn't have half a smile, the smile on her face was not a smile, and the words she asked were clearly not concern.

Obviously, Huang Ying has an opinion about her. As for the reason...... Needless to say.

With a smile on her face, she replied obediently, "Yes! ”

And the reason for Ling Shijian's confession does not need to be repeated, it is nothing more than guilty.

"What have Shi Jian been busy with lately?" Huang Ying asked again.

"After I come back from studying abroad...... Ling Shijian quietly used the identity that Zhang Ziyu had made up for her before, and replied to Huang Ying, "I entered Ziyu's company, which is Shushan Iron and Steel." Now he is the HR Manager. ”

"Study abroad? As soon as you come back from studying abroad, you will be a manager? Huang Ying said, "Very good." Where did Shijian go to study? Is it a combined bachelor's and master's degree? Didn't you come back for seven years? ”

"In the Eagle Country......" Ling Shijian responded cautiously.

Zhang Ziyu was keen, and finally found out that the conversation between his mother and girlfriend was wrong, and there seemed to be swords and swords in the room...... Mom is obviously torturing Shijian.

Well? What's going on?

He didn't understand it.

This daughter-in-law hasn't passed the door yet? Why is the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law so tense?

After listening to a few more words, he finally heard it, his mother was dissatisfied with the disappearance of the Lingshi Sword out of thin air, and it would be seven years to leave...... It's a grievance for him.

He quietly glanced at his father, but saw that his eyes were on his nose and nose, and his ears were not listening to what was going on outside the window, and he was concentrating on only eating the food on the table.

This is the experience he has gained in dealing with the relationship between his mother-in-law and daughter-in-law for more than ten years.

Play dead, don't speak, don't say a word.

Because at this time, it is wrong to say anything, either offend the mother, or the daughter-in-law, or both. There is no fourth option.

Zhang Ziyu understood and wanted to take this approach, but he didn't ...... Young people always have some ideas that don't know the sky.

He interrupted his mother and Ling Shijian's words: "Mom, did you make this braised carp today?" It's all good. ”

I saw Huang Ying glance at him and said, "You came back last time and took a stew pot." I know you're a lazy person and never know how to cook, I couldn't figure it out at the time, but now I understand, it's the poetry sword that is being used, right?

"So you're living together? Hide it from us, don't give us a word? Do Shijian's parents know? ”

Not surprisingly, he was tortured together.

Zhang Hongyi glanced at Zhang Ziyu quietly, with a smile in his eyes.

"Hehe......" Zhang Ziyu laughed awkwardly and replied, "No, there is no cohabitation, just live in the opposite door." Shijian rented a house across the street from me. ”

"Isn't that about the same? Still lying to the old lady? Huang Ying said, "Does Shijian know how to make braised carp?" Better than that......"

To tell the truth, Zhang Ziyu has lived for more than 20 years, and today's meal is the most uncomfortable for him, and he sweats profusely.

He always felt that when he would go to Lingshijian's house, he would not be so uncomfortable when he faced Lingshijian's father.

Similarly, the invincible Shushan Sword Immortal Spirit Poetry Sword was also confessed throughout the whole process, with a small cherry mouth, and he didn't even finish a small bowl of rice.

She knew she owed a lot. Because her master's cultivation philosophy is to cut off the earthly edge, she has been affected, and many things have indeed been handled problematicly.

After a meal, the food on the table is still very rich. Of the four people, only Zhang Hongyi ate comfortably.

After his parents finished eating, Zhang Ziyu hurriedly fled with the Lingshi Sword in embarrassment.

Left a sentence: "Mom, I'll send Shijian back." ”

Originally, he wanted Ling Shijian to stay, make an appointment in the evening, watch a movie, hold hands, kiss a mouth, and have a ...... In short, take the opportunity to sublimate their pure revolutionary friendship and take it a step further.

But now, my mother's torture is really a bit unbearable.

If you let Ling Shijian stay at home, in case this person in the Demon Dao who is in a state of mind can't stand it and explodes, then he won't dare to think about the consequences.

Let's hurry up and send the Spirit Poetry Sword back!