Chapter 130: Relief and Detachment (II)

But Ling Fox Zhenzhen just didn't ask, as if she didn't want to ask him to get his wish, she just said: "You slept for a few days, Ziji Jun took Senior Sister Jiang and you didn't wake up, and you didn't wake up when Gu Xianzhi left." finally woke up, and threw Shen Buping and the fourth child down, and dragged me down the soup pool. ”

Don't ask anything serious, unlike the usual Qin Yuanxi.

Qin Xi closed his eyes: "Senior brother doesn't have a big brain, now he can only fit the little sister, unlike the little sister, who can hold a lot of chickens, ducks and fish, dishes, dishes and chopsticks." ”

She turned her head to look at him: "What chicken, duck and fish are fresh?"

Water was dripping from his chin, and his wet eyelashes were raised to stare at her: "Still asking? Sure enough, chicken, duck and fish are more important than junior brothers." ”

Ling Fox Zhenzhen touched his face, there was a gloomy look in those dark eyes, but it was not the usual one, she said in a low voice: "I know why you are unhappy, because the cold in Artemisia is very difficult, and you will definitely not be happy to be tortured all the time." ”

The cold air in Artemisia was indeed too cold, so cold that he could not hold the cloud, and he felt that he was at the end of his dead end, and he could not get out of the trap at last.

Qin Xi didn't answer, only picked her up from the pool: "The water is going to be cold, go out." ”

The blazing wind enveloped her body, and Vera kept staring at him, as if trying to figure out his thoughts and emotions. She doesn't think about it most of the time, and when she starts thinking about it, she's surprisingly smart and sharp.

"You're not angry at the cold. Ling Fox Zhenzhen held his shoulders and looked down at her eyebrows, "Are you angry with me?"

Qin Xi put her on the low couch, took a comb and combed her hair face to face, and her tone was calm: "Why does Little Senior Sister think I'm angry with you?"

She looked at him in embarrassment: "Because I didn't let you ride a paper fox?"

"What else?"

It sounded like he was annoyed by more than one thing, Qin Yuanxi, troublesome ghost.

Ling Fox Zhenzhen gasped: "Because I gave you braids while you were asleep and pulled your face?"

No wonder when I woke up, I found that the ends of my hair were tied with two small braids, and I thought it was Ji Yuan's stupid thing. Qin Xi flicked on her head: "And?"

Ling Fox Zhenzhen shook her head: "No, if you have to be angry, you must be unreasonable, I'm still angry!"

He said curiously: "What is the little senior sister angry about?"

There's a lot of it.

"Why did you get rid of Shen Buping and them? I took the money, and there were several times when I didn't show them the dragon flying blades. She rolled up her sleeves, which had been dried by the hot wind, "And at every turn I can catch me down from the soup pool while I am sick and injured, I can wake up and go down by myself." ”

Qin Xi held her face, and her voice was very gentle: "I don't want to hear the little senior sister mention this name, and your junior brother A, B, C and Ding don't want to hear it." ”

What is A, B, C, D? Ling Hu Zhenzhen looked at him as if she was pondering a problem, and suddenly came to her senses: "You mean Shen Buping and the fourth child?"

More than. He shook her face: "Don't mention it." ”

She frowned: "Aren't you the same yourself?" I obviously wanted to ask you to ride a paper fox last time, but you didn't lead the demon horse, and you kept putting your hand on Senior Sister Jiang's back. You talk to other girls very kindly, and I'm always unhappy, yin and yang weird!"

Qin Xi blinked, and suddenly pinched her soft cheeks lightly: "Jealous?"

Ling Fox Zhenzhen was stunned for a moment, turned her head and thought about it, and bowed her head neatly: "Yes." ”

The clear, brilliant flame burned and jumped under his dark eyes, and there was always everything she liked in him, from color to smell. She leaned closer to take a look, only to hear him ask softly: "Little senior sister, what will you do if your junior brother leaves one day?"

She was a little dazed: "Where are you going?"

He didn't answer, just twisted a lock of her hair and put it on his fingertips to rub it into various shapes: "Maybe this is the cause, it is not broken when it should be broken, and there will always be accidents if it is forcibly continued." But if you come a hundred times again, the junior brother will still continue. ”

Qin Yuanxi is so paranoid and unreasonable, because of this line of obsession, he is born into a demon every day, trying to fight against the unpredictable fate.

But what the fairy saint said is also right, how can it be so easy to exchange for a human life, Panshen Silk will not be created out of nothing, half a year of searching is just in exchange for an opportunity, after dragging her back to the world, the cold air in Artemisia will pull his return day and night.

It's fair, and it's unwilling.

Qin Xi spread her long hair, which had become warm and dry, behind her back, and got up to put on her clothes: "Little senior sister should be hungry, I'll go and order some food." ”

A hand grabbed his sleeve, causing Fox Zhenzhen to turn sharply in front of him, frowning at him, "What's wrong with you?"

Qin Xi touched her round head: "What can happen to the junior brother?" ”

"No," she said with great certainty, "there must be something wrong with you." ”

Qin Xi sighed: "Okay, junior brother wants to refine the Panshen Silk. The little senior sister died for the Panshen silk, and the junior brother didn't want to refine it, so he let it go, which can be regarded as fulfilling the duty of guarding it as assigned by the master. However, since the Immortal Saint was so godly, the junior disciple had to refine it. ”

According to her habits, most of them would ask what was different after refining, he waited for a moment, but waited for her to shake her head: "You lied to me, you don't think about this." ”

Qin Xi was silent.

After a few moments, he took her hand tugging at her sleeve and gently broke it, breaking a finger and she hung another one. He suddenly couldn't bear it, pulled her sleeve, she still had a low-grade fever, her steps were unsteady and swayed under the pull, and her other hand was also hung up.

Clear amber eyes looked at him bluntly and intently, waiting for an answer.

Something strong was crumbling, Qin Xi reached out to hold the back of her hot neck, and said in a low voice: "Senior brother is in a bad mood, junior sister comfort me." ”

He leaned down and kissed her heavily, his once slightly cool cheeks were now pressed against his face with a slight low-grade fever, and his breathing was also hot. It is good to blanch it, so that it can dispel the cold in Artemisia. The arms are gradually tightened, and the body with the heat is tightly locked in front of the chest, so that the heart can be warmed.

A little out of breath, so that Fox Zhenzhen just struggled twice, and then felt him wrap his waist around her and pick her up.

As if to breathe her breath, his hand pressed the back of his head, and she was never allowed to avoid it, but his fingertips were teasing her ears, and she was itching to hide, and she couldn't hide from it, and for a while, her back hit the soft mattress, and he rolled twice in a circle, and her long hair covered it like a night.

The extremely joyful sweet smell almost penetrated into the center of her eyebrows, making Fox Zhenzhen's head tingle slightly.

She really couldn't breathe, she only felt that there were small star shavings in front of her, and she began to use her strength to struggle and refuse, her two wrists were suppressed at once, Qin Yuanxi finally left a little, her breath brushed the corners of her lips like a breeze, and her voice was unusually soft: "Little Senior Sister, a little longer." ”

What kind of time is it like for a while? Ling Zhenzhen's ears were bitten and she laughed bitterly, but her two hands were pressed and struggled, and she almost twisted the mattress, and finally she had no strength at all, and he took the belt into the bed, and the soft and thin sleeves slipped down from her elbows, and her slender hands held her shoulders.

The fine snow is gradually crushed and bounces down the fingers, fragrant and delicate.

Mostly because of a low-grade fever, she entangled with him for a long time and then went back, Qin Xi tried to properly display the jade snow, handle it gently, but gradually became presumptuous, and personally created an unprecedented avalanche.

The shallow light seemed to suddenly become flowing, and Qin Xi heard her faintly choked: "Qin Yuanxi, I'm uncomfortable......"

Who isn't?

He pressed against her forehead, and for a moment felt her struggle in pain, slamming down on his shoulder, and his voice was a little hoarse: "I don't want to comfort you! I don't ......."

Qin Xi pinched her moving face and gently coaxed her: "Little Senior Sister, don't move, don't move." ”

Ling Fox Zhenzhen likes not to owe each other, forget each other to avoid pain, but Qin Yuanxi is not so kind, he has always been greedy and bad-hearted, and wants her to remember him forever.

I want to take her back to Artemisia, so that she can really step on those cold swamps and blow the biting cold wind. wants to carve the blood mark belonging to Qin Yuanxi in Linghu Zhenzhen's heart, and wants her to think of him in the future, so that she will think of the voice of the soul in Artemisia, the sky will never see the light, he will wait for her there.

Ling Hu Zhenzhen felt that the low fever had turned into a high fever, and the tips of her ears were so hot that they were about to burn, and Qin Yuanxi, who was trying to chew her stomach raw, appeared, and the small jade hook that hooked the tent shook strangely, she couldn't tell where she wanted to rub it, turned her head, her cheeks fell on his palm, her fingertips wiped her wet eyelashes, and pushed her towards him.

"Look at me. Qin Yuanxi's eyelashes were about to poke at the bridge of her nose, and she continued to coax her as if she was soothing and seducing, "Little senior sister looks at me ......"

Amber eyes finally looked at him, some tears and a bewitching mist, like smoke and silk, lingering at him alone. I want her to look at him like this forever, just at him.

"Zhenzhen. Qin Xi brushed all her long hair from the back of her head, kissed the corner of her forehead and called her, "Zhen Zhen." ”

How could he take her to Artemisia, this is the eye that belongs to the world.

If there is really a divine object in the world that can realize his wish, he also wants it, he wants to stop the passing hour at this moment, Qin Yuanxi is still her young man, and he is still holding the fragile cloud, and he has not lost his hand for a moment.

The bright glow of dusk replaced the light of the sky, and through the cracks in the thin tent, fell on the broken hair of Ling Fox Zhenzhen's ears, like pale and red gold threads. Qin Xi wiped the corners of her eyes, and without touching tears, she kissed her hair reassuringly.

He seemed to like to like to hug him from behind like this, making the fox Zhenzhen drowsy and leaning on his arms, the blazing wind wrapped around her, and she saw their feet entangled again, Qin Yuanxi whispered in his ear: "When I was here, your A, B, C, and Ding didn't want to get closer." ”

He came again, as if he hadn't been approached by the quilt.

Ling Fox Zhenzhen tilted her head and pressed her head to his chin, and ordered, "Don't move." ”

She didn't want to lift a finger, she still had a fever, and it was a little difficult to condense her thoughts, and it would take some time to do so. She closed her eyes and concentrated, but her head was covered by his slap, and Qin Xi said in a low voice: "Little senior sister, don't mess around, you still have a fever." ”

Since he knew that she had a fever, what was that Qin Yuanxi doing before?

Qin Xi rubbed a few bright red marks on her shoulder, suddenly turned her around, held the back of her neck again, and almost whispered: "Comfort me for a while." ”

Ling Fox Zhenzhen shook her head again and again, and he hugged her and got into the quilt: "Senior brother, look at what's wrong." ”

It hurt so much that she wanted to use healing.

Qin Xi kissed her eyebrows: "Next time, gently." ”