Quickly Transmigrate: A Tsundere God Always Asks For A Hug

Nan Xin stared at Xie Linjian with bright eyes, and did not continue to eat until he swallowed and smiled.

Xie Linjian looked at her dark head, and gently pulled the corners of her lips.

After a meal, it's time for Nan Xin to leave.

She picked up the little figure on the table and held it tightly in her hand, she couldn't put it down, and then put the remaining sculptures of flowers and birds into her arms, with a smile on her fair little face.

"Then, Brother Linjian, I'll go back first." Nan Xin pulled out a big smile.

Xie Linjian nodded gently, followed her out, "Okay, see you tomorrow, princess."

Nan Xin waved his hand, "See you tomorrow."

After the little girl disappeared, the bamboo forest was quiet, completely blocking the road beside her.

Xie Linjian then slowly retracted her gaze, glanced at Zhuqing by chance, was quite happy to see his expression, raised her eyebrows, and rarely asked knowingly: "Are you happy?"

Zhuqing nodded without hesitation, and replied: "Go back to Your Highness, Zhuqing is of course happy to see the little princess reconciled with His Highness, and there will be more opportunities to be with the little princess in the future, and His Highness's plan can also be carried out. It's..."

Speaking of the latter, Zhuqing's voice became smaller and smaller, almost muttering, and her expression gradually drooped, not as happy as before.

When Xie Linjian said this, the hands hanging by his sides couldn't help tightening a little, and his eyes were half down, his dark eyes were slightly turbulent, just like his heart, it was difficult to calm down.

Zhu Qing slowly raised her head, glanced furtively at Xie Linjian's face, and knowing she had said something wrong, she quickly knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, please punish me for my slip of the tongue."

After a while, Xie Linjian moved, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and said without emotion: "Get up."

Hearing this, Zhu Qing immediately stood up, but she didn't dare to speak nonsense while standing next to him, with a cautious look on her face.

Xie Linjian glanced at him lightly, her eyes were dark, and she said slowly: "You reminded me."

Zhuqing's mouth moved, and she lowered her head and said softly: "This subordinate dare not."

Xie Linjian laughed lightly, but there was no warmth, which made her feel a little chilly, "Go down."

Zhuqing replied: "Yes."

With hands behind my back, looking out of the window, the blue wall is very high, dry in autumn, covered with dry moss.

Xie Linjian's back was straight, her figure was cold and lonely, and the waves in her eyes hidden by the drooping eyelashes were no longer calm.

Is it really just for his plan to be with her...

Xie Linjian herself is not sure...

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In the blink of an eye, eight years have passed.

The pink little girl has become a slim girl after time has passed, with translucent white skin, an oval face, a pair of big watery eyes, clean and thorough, a raised nose and cherry lips, exquisite and beautiful facial features, and a smile on her face. A burst of enthusiasm.

Although I have grown up so much, it is inevitable that I still have some childlike dispositions. After all, I grew up under the love of most people and lived a good life.

One day in spring.

Nan Xin got up, looked at the incomparably blue sky, his mind moved slightly, his round eyes shone brightly, he blinked, his eyes searched the surroundings, and he was overjoyed.

After the identification, there is no one, let's run! ! !
She tapped her toes, and just as she was about to jump off the wall, she heard a cold voice, "Princess."

Nan Xin's back froze, then slowly turned around, jumped down, and pulled the corners of his lips, "Ahem, brother Yunchuan, what a coincidence, why did you come so early today?"

Shen Yunchuan is still dressed in white clothes. Eight years have passed, and the boy has grown up. His face is like a work carefully sculpted by God. There is no defect in his facial features. His temperament has become more and more calm, but when he faces Nan Xin, there is often a smile on his lips. laugh.

He looked at Nan Xin for two seconds, his eyes moved slightly, and said warmly: "It's not a coincidence, it's just that I guess the princess will run away."

Nan Xin was a little embarrassed, raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose, smiled flatteringly, and then said righteously: "How can I call it running, I just want to go for a walk because of the good weather."

Shen Yunchuan slightly bent his lower lip, and a gust of wind blew by, lifting the two's jet-black hair indistinctly.

He looked up at the sky, and said, "The weather is indeed good, but has the princess finished practicing?"

Hearing the last half of the sentence, Nan Xin's expression drooped quickly, and he replied without energy: "No, it's not too late."

I wanted to run before I could practice, and I was caught before I could run.

Seeing her expression, Shen Yunchuan couldn't hold back, curled the corners of his lips silently, and said softly: "Today, I will give the princess a break, and the princess will just rest."

Hearing this, Nan Xin was taken aback for a moment, and then exclaimed, "Really?!"

God knows how long it has been since she slept in and had no fun. Tian Tian and Xiao Jinyu were dragged up by Shen Yunchuan early in the morning to practice kung fu. He had already learned light kung fu, but he still wanted him to learn more.

Xiao Jinyu has been ill for the past two days, so she asked Shen Yunchuan for a leave of absence, and went back to her dormitory to rest comfortably, but she was the only one still practicing hard.

It's not that she didn't think of pretending to be sick before, but Shen Yunchuan could always see through it quickly, and after practicing for so long, her body got better and better, and she almost didn't get sick in the past few years.

It can be seen that God doesn't want her to have a good rest.

I was speechless.

Shen Yunchuan nodded, and said: "Really, the princess has worked hard in practicing kung fu, so she should have a good rest."

Nan Xin's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly took a few steps forward with a joyful expression, "If you want to take a good rest, how many days?"

Shen Yunchuan looked at her, his eyelashes fluttered slightly, and said with a smile: "Just today, practice must not be neglected."

Nan Xin: "Just one day."

Shen Yunchuan: "If the princess doesn't want to rest, then continue practicing now."

Nan Xin immediately flew to the wall and waved at him, "No, no, forget it, I want to rest, brother Yunchuan, see you tomorrow."

Then she jumped down, and after two seconds, her voice came in from outside the wall again, "By the way, Brother Yunchuan, remember to ask Brother Qihuang to come over to practice kung fu tomorrow, he has been wasted for several days, it is best to give He practiced for a few more hours."

Hearing this, Shen Yunchuan gently pulled the corners of his lips, and shook his head.

Xiao Jinyu, who was lying comfortably in the dormitory far away, read with relish while holding the storybook in one hand, and biting an apple in the other, enjoying it for some time.

Suddenly my nose was itchy and I sneezed.

Yuan Xiao, who was standing by the side, immediately came over when she saw this, and said worriedly: "Is the Seventh Prince feeling unwell again? This servant is going to invite the imperial physician over here."

Xiao Jinyu quickly grabbed him, wiped the tip of his nose with his sleeve casually, and said indifferently: "It's nothing, don't need to call, it's almost healed."

Only then did Yuan Xiao feel relieved, "That's good."