Fu Jing didn't raise his eyes, and his tone was sneering, "You threaten me with Fu Yifan?" ”

“……”

This tone ......

Sure enough, he was not afraid.

The strings of the beads are a little tight, and the pulse beats against the strings of beads.

Fu Jingci stretched out his hand and turned the Buddha beads, "Or, do you think there is any unsavory relationship between me and you?" ”

Tan Ning felt a thorn in his heart.

Dewy love, in his case, bullshit is not.

It's she who thinks highly of herself.

"Not really."

Tan Ning laughed, Sakura's lips were still slightly swollen, and the dog man who had just kissed him inseparably didn't admit it at all.

"Then I won't bother." Tan Ning clenched his crutches, "The gallery white tea is good, Sanshao tastes it slowly, and he is not accompanied." ”

Polite and indifferent, Tanning turned around and left.

Fu Jingci's hand holding the Buddha beads was stretched, and the string of the beads was stretched to the limit because it had not been replaced for a long time, and it was sprinkled on the ground with a 'snap'.

As an adult, his hand circumference grew, and the only out-of-the-ordinary action in Rongcheng was when the other party touched his hand, and the sandalwood beads fell to the ground.

Later, the man picked him up one by one in a pool of his own blood.

He also asked the monks in the mountains to wash it many times with mountain spring water, and lost him a piece of land, and then it was settled.

After that, Fu Jing changed the length of the beads, but the number of beads was limited and could not be full.

Later, Fu Jingci deliberately controlled his weight and did not break the line again.

The beads rolled to Tanning's feet, and she didn't even look at them.

The crutches propped up on the ground made a 'tuk' and 'tuk' sounds, which were particularly abrupt.

The gaze behind him was like a man's back, and some cold sweat broke out in Tan Ning's palms, and the road from the door became extremely long.

It was as if the vision was blinded and the sense of hearing was magnified.

Even Fu Jing's voice of getting up and rubbing the clothes was very clear.

"What testimony do you want?"

Finally, Fu Jing relented.

The sky is flashing.

Tan Ning lifted a breath and spit it out heavily.

Even the movement of turning around is much lighter.

"I want ......"

There was a knock under the crutch, Tan Ning lowered her head, and a sandalwood Buddha bead was broken by her.

It's over.

You can't do anything you want.

Fu Jingci raised his eyelids, "Pick it up." ”

Throwing the cane, Tanin picked up the beads on the ground.

This time I took a closer look and found that the twelve beads were engraved with the twelve zodiac signs. Very jerky round carving technique, Tan Ning once doubted whether Fu Jingci was cheated.

Because of the long growth cycle, the small leaf red sandalwood is ten sandalwood and nine empty, and the good color can be said to be every inch of sandalwood.

But this carver directly made these twelve auspicious Rui into waste.

Tyrannical Creatures!

However, Fu Jingci is not like he only wore it for a day or two, and it is estimated that it is of great significance to him.

Tan Ning sneered, stood up on the corner of the tea table, and handed the twelve beads to Fu Jingci.

He carried the white thread in his hand.

It's loose and can't be used anymore.

Tanning simply put the beads into his hand, "You wait." ”

Then she went to the cubicle and rummaged through the cabinets.

The action was not small, Fu Jingci frowned when he heard this, and finally got up and went to her side, "What are you looking for?" ”

"Line."

"What line?"

Tan Ning leaned on the cabinet and tiptoed to get a wooden box on the top, "I remember that there is a wire in it, help you re-string it." ”

She looked serious, and Fu Jingci's eyes sank slightly.

Tan Ning was stretching out his hand, and a hot air came up behind him.

Fu Jingci propped up her right side with one hand, and easily got the wooden box she wanted with the other.

A faint smell of sandalwood mixed with tobacco enveloped her.

Tan Ning's heart is like a drum.

He handed the box over, "This?" ”

Tanning stretched out his hand a little uncomfortably, "Well, come here." ”

Chinese study, black lacquered tea chair, a painting of a crane on silk and color on the wall.

In such an artistic conception, Fu Jingci's mystery and fierce wildness do not match the Chinese artistic conception.

But Tan Ning was wearing a skewer while smelling the fragrance of tea, and he was a little disheartened.

"Wear it, try it."

Tanning handed it over.

Fu Jingci naturally stretched out his hand.

She helped him put it on, just the right size.

She hadn't even measured it before.

"Exactly." Tan Ning wanted to withdraw his hand, but was pinched by Fu Jingci.

Her heart beat faster, "There is one that has rubbed off the skin, if Mr. Fu doesn't mind, I'll re-engrave it for you, it will take a little time." ”

Fu Jingci squeezed her hand, tightening inch by inch, and leaned very close to her.

Eyes met, and he kissed her lightly on the tip of her nose, "Don't mind." ”

It's so gentle that you want people to drown in.