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Chapter 20 Master, Disciples Warm Your Hands (18)

Xing Yun passed the little aura in her body to the past.

Feeling the continuous warmth from her hand and the soft skin of the little girl, Ji Yue's consciousness gradually cleared up.

"So, are you here to save me?"

He murmured in a low voice, but a certain little girl who was in a state of confusion didn't hear him.

While mobilizing her spiritual power to resist the cold poison, Jiyue transferred her spiritual power back to the little girl.

As her body gradually warmed up, Ji Yue gently pulled her hand out of the little girl's soft little hand.

Xing Yun raised her small head, deflated her small red mouth bitten by her, and wrinkled her small face, her big watery eyes were staring at him without blinking, looking like she was about to cry.

Ji Yue sat up stiffly, stroked the little girl's soft black hair, and laughed lowly:
"Master is fine, the old man is sick, it's fine."

The reason is that his self-control is too weak and he is greedy.

Those words touched some sensitive nerve of the little girl, the little girl suddenly grabbed his sleeve tightly, and burst into tears.

"What's wrong with Yun'er?"

Jiyue looked at the little girl who was crying and out of breath by the bed in a little bewilderment, hesitated for a while, and stretched out her hand to hug the little girl in her arms.

"Yun'er is not crying, Master is fine."

He patted the little girl's thin and thin back lightly, and he was not used to being in contact with people, so his movements were slightly stiff.

But knowing that the little girl in his arms was worried about him and was frightened by him, he sighed slightly, so he had to make his movements more softly, for fear of hurting the little girl in his arms who was like a porcelain doll.

in fact
The little girl is a soft ball, like glutinous rice cakes, and it is still very comfortable to hold.

Xing Yun hugged her master Bai Baixin's long neck tightly, warm tears flowed down her small face into Jiyue's neck, and Jiyue didn't make a sound.

Just holding the little girl like this until my cold poison completely subsided, and my body completely returned to the previous temperature.

The crying gradually stopped, and the sniffling sound also gradually subsided. Just as Jiyue wanted to ask the little girl why she came to him, she felt her shoulders sink.

The little girl's soft black hair rubbed against the side of his neck, making it itchy.

It seemed that she was tired from crying and fell asleep.

Even in a dream, the little girl still hugged his neck tightly in fear, hiccupping from time to time.

Taking a closer look, the little girl has already entered the early stage of foundation establishment.

It seems that the little girl wanted to surprise him, the master, but was frightened by him.

Jiyue picked up the little girl with some distress and helplessness, performed lightness kung fu, and flew towards the bedroom.
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When I woke up the next day, the sun was shining outside the window.

Xing Yun blinked and looked at Mu Ling.

The eyes can still be opened, and there is no feeling of soreness.

She got up and stood in front of the bronze mirror.

no change.

She clearly remembered that she had cried for a long time.

Crying and falling asleep.
I don't know what happened to Master.

After taking a bath, Xing Yun changed into a light purple embroidered double-butterfly tinsel shirt, braided her long hair into a braid, and then walked towards her master's bedroom.

In the center of the west side of the short corridor is the door leading to the courtyard of the medicine pavilion.

As soon as Xing Yun walked out of her room, she saw her master open the door and come in.

The man's silver-white long hair was loosely tied behind his head with a thin sky-blue silk ribbon. He was wearing a moon-white double-breasted gown. wrist.

Before taking off the white apron around her waist, she looked cold and gentle.

(End of this chapter)