"Let me go!Let go!!" Sang struggled hard in the air all the time, but she was too young now, so she simply gave up after a while.

"Did you see it?" Ji Heng smiled in his eyes, and said with a smile.

"See what?"

I saw the corners of his mouth raised, his eyes slightly bent, and his fingertips knocked twice on her head...... Dizzy. When he looked up again, he was still smiling, but his eyes were cold. At that time, Sang Wushi remembered that his life was still pinched in the hands of others. In an instant, her original momentum withered, and she honestly quieted down, hanging in the air awkwardly and speechlessly. Ji Heng leaned lazily on the couch, looked at her appearance, and gradually laughed, "It's really a little bit, it's quiet immediately after being scared." ”

Sang lowered his eyes all the time, but he was still very quiet. No, after staying by Chi Shu's side for a long time, she knows best when it's time to be quiet. Thinking so, she felt a chill coming from the top of her head in the next moment, and when she looked up, she saw that Ji Heng's fingertips seemed to be shining slightly, and they were gently placed on her head.

She wanted to resist, thinking that Ji Heng was going to do something to her, but after a long time, there was no pain, Sang frowned strangely, and glanced at him above, what kind of bad idea is this person playing?" "What are you doing?"

But Ji Heng didn't answer her, there seemed to be a faint seriousness in his star-like black eyes, his gaze seemed to be very distant, and finally his deep eyes fell on her. Looking at the little red man's face of vigilance, a trace of darkness flashed in his eyes, how could there be none......

Just when Sang Wushi couldn't stand his strange eyes and was about to go crazy, Ji Heng chuckled to himself, "I'm healing you." ”

Hearing this, she looked down at the injuries on her body, not only were they gone last night, but even the large and small injuries she received before had healed...... Sang Wushi once again felt the gap between people, what is the origin of this guy??

Sure enough, Ji Heng's lazy voice came in the next second: "I'm going to sleep, in return, let's let the little thing go well." ”

Sang Wushi: ...... Calm down, she wants to be calm, people are under the roof and have to bow their heads......

......

Two hours later, night fell, and the light of the moon poured down.

Ji Heng woke up, lying on the couch sleepy, the tip of the fan against his chin, looking at Sang Wushi, looking at him for a while, he had always been calm, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

At that time, Sang Wushi, was sitting in the grapefruit peel, crossing Erlang's legs, facing the breeze outside the window, nibbling a peanut kernel about the size of her head in her mouth, and the little red clothes were flying, so comfortable.

After looking at her for a long time, Ji Heng got up lightly and picked up the curtain on the side with a fan, only to see that under the moon-white silk, a corner was torn, which was exactly a place with a flower print, which was wrapped up by someone and arranged a nest, and it was just right in the grapefruit peel, soft. Underneath the fan was a peach that she had nibbled off in half. Belch...... There is also a benefit to getting smaller, this one peach can be eaten for several days. Sang Wushi glanced at him and burped indecently, "Yo, woke up?"

Ji Heng opened the curtains, letting the night wind blow in more, and glanced at Sang Wushi again, but he still couldn't help twitching the corners of his eyes, "You are very good at enjoying it." ”

She smiled, touched her bulging little belly, raised her eyebrows and said, "It's not, I'm just too adaptable, your nest is uncomfortable, change Ming'er to a big one." ”

Ji Heng: "You want to live for a long time, I don't agree." ”

Sang Wushi finally knew why the little ghost was sleeping except for eating before, and he was probably as boring as her.

"Where is this? Why do you feel getting colder and colder?" Sang Wushi raised his face and frowned slightly. The coolness here seems to have a slight familiar feeling.

Ji Heng in front of the window didn't look at her, but kept quietly looking into the distance, his eyes were ethereal, there was a little emptiness, and when he heard Sang Wushi's words, he just wrote lightly: "The former residence of a friend." ”

"Then why haven't you seen anyone late at night?" The words had already come out, and Sang Wushi knew that he seemed to have said something that he shouldn't have said again, hey, this mouth. Sure enough, when Ji Heng heard this, his face was cold for a moment, "What do you say?" His tone was very light, but his voice was very clear, although he didn't show much of it, he could clearly feel his coldness at the moment.

Sang Wushi crawled out of the nest and looked at his back for a while before he spoke slowly: "The Spirit Devouring Whip is very important to me, it can't be lost, if you ......"

Before she finished speaking, Ji Heng smiled faintly, his slender fingertips fell on the center of the fan, gently rubbing back and forth, "I lost your whip because I was careless, I never like to owe others, how about I compensate you for something?"

When she was thinking about what it would be, she saw Ji Heng suddenly raise her hand, and a flute with a whole body of jasper glowing appeared in his hand, beautifully carved and brilliant, and it was not an ordinary thing at first glance. Sang Wushi's eyes dimmed, hey, it's a pity that she is not a person who is proficient in music and rhythm, if she has no desire and others to see it, she will definitely like it. Just as she was thinking about it, the flute was lightly thrown, and the behemoth appeared in front of her in an instant, and ......

"Ji Heng!!You hit my leg!!" A violent anger roared out of Sang Wushi's mouth, and she was trembling and slowly moving out of her calf that was pressed by the flute, and the whole person couldn't stop trembling, it was angry.

"I don't want to hold it too high, look at how amazing you are, and I'll send it to you. There was a poetic look in his mind, but who knew it was ......" He shook his head regretfully.

"Why don't you shoot me to death with a flute, so that we will be separated from life and death, and it will be even more tear-jerking, isn't it?"

"Xiao Pingping's preference is really strange, well, since you ask for it, then I can barely get your wish. ”

"Don't, don't, I know you're reluctant. The flames were extinguished.

"I never refuse a beauty's request. "It's a bad laugh.

Sang Wushi sighed helplessly, this guy was the one who came to her. Glancing at him, he said weakly: "I am poor, and I don't know the rhythm, what are you doing with my flute? ”

Ji Heng covered his face with a white fan, and shook his head regretfully, "In that case, forget it, I am reluctant to send it." Saying that, he was about to take away the flute with his hand, Sang Wushi instantly took the first step to hug it, and the whole person hung directly on it, "Forget it, don't do it in vain, how can there be a reason to take back the things that are given away?"

"That's right, you have to put it away. He chuckled and poked her head with the tip of his fan.

Sang Wushi: ...... "This flute is a few turns bigger than me! How can I take it! You will turn me back!"

"But I still think Xiao Pingping is the cutest at this time. Poke again.

...... "Ji Heng, you poke my master again, and I don't share the sky with you!!" is like a roaring lion that shakes the sky.

"I'm afraid I didn't have enough of the hardships last time?"

Sang Wushi: ...... Well, the lion is gone.