I am the Peach Blossom Demon

After Xing Xiuzhu finished speaking, he went straight into the house and closed the door, while Liu Xiazhuo stood outside the door, aggrieved.

He held the signature handed over by Xing Xiuzhu in his hand, looked at the beautiful font on it, and then raised his eyes to look at the closed door, trying to smash the signature in a ball, but he was reluctant, finally sighed hard, his hands were cautious He carefully hid his signature in his chest.

For fear of crumpling the signature.

After hiding, Xia Zhuo grabbed his clothes, ran to the yard again, and adjusted his appearance in front of the small pond.

"Ah!"

As the sky gradually darkened, Xia Zhuo couldn't help but sneezed.It's the cold winter season, and the peach blossoms are extraordinarily delicate and afraid of the cold. Xia Zhuo moved several places a day and consumed a lot of spiritual power. At this moment, there is no surplus spiritual power to keep out the cold.

"Ah Choo!" "Ah Choo!"

In just a short while, Xia Zhuo sneezed several times.

It was already dark, the place was remote and quiet, and the only light source came from the light from Xing Xiuzhu's house.It's just that the windows are single-sided glass, so you can only see the faint light inside, but you can't see the people inside.

Xia Zhuo was extremely wronged, he felt like a little fool, sticking his hot face to someone else's cold ass.

... Well, although it is true that he unilaterally liked her (face), and even chased her to the house.

However, the feeling of being locked out of the door is really uncomfortable.

Xia Zhuo stood where he was, hoping that Xing Xiuzhu would change his mind.

It's just that seeing it getting colder and colder, Xia Zhuo's nose and eyes are red from the cold, he really can't stay here for a long time.Xia Zhuo reluctantly glanced at the tightly closed door, rubbed his hands, walked to the side of the hidden tree, closed his eyes and recited the incantation.

Chanting the mantra...

Mind moving...

!

Xia Zhuo closed his eyes and recited it several times, only felt that the blood was empty, and he couldn't feel any spiritual power!

Unwillingly, Xia Zhuo searched for the remaining spiritual power in the meridians.

Then sadly found,

He, one, drop, all, no, left, gone.

No wonder he becomes so frost intolerant!

The north wind was blowing, Xia Zhuo was petrified on the spot.

It's over now, without spiritual power, he really can't go back.

He wanted to sit cross-legged and absorb the aura of heaven and earth, but it was too cold to concentrate.

At night, even the birds were quiet, only the whirring of the wind could be heard, Xia Zhuo embraced his body, walked slowly to the steps in front of Xing Xiuzhu's house, and sat down.

Only here is still a little light.

Aggrieved, want to cry.

After Xing Xiuzhu opened the door and went home, he simply took a hot shower to drive away the cold air on his body, and changed into a home pajamas, then sat at the desk, took out the script and studied it carefully.

He has always been concentrating on his work, but this day, after sitting for a while, he couldn't help but look out through the window.

At a glance, I saw Xia Zhuo who was still standing there stupidly.

Xia Zhuo hugged himself with both hands, stomping his feet from the cold, drooping eyelids, with an aggrieved expression.

Xing Xiuzhu lowered his eyes coldly, this is probably a spoiled young master who has never suffered.That's okay, freeze it for a while, let him wake up, and don't do such stupid things next time.

After another half an hour, it was dark outside the window.

Xing Xiuzhu squeezed his sore nose, got up and walked to the window, at first glance, he didn't see Xia Zhuo.

His heart was clear, and he was about to go back, when he saw the small group hiding in the bushes.

Shivering.

...Okay, I'm pretty stubborn.

Xing Xiuzhu was silent for two seconds, returned to the table, and continued to read the script.

Until the moon and stars were thinning, and the wall clock pointed to ten o'clock in the evening, Xing Xiuzhu almost forgot about it, raised his head unconsciously, and saw a fluffy head through the window.

... This young master has not left yet.

Could it be that you don't intend to leave?

Xing Xiuzhu thought so, but couldn't help but walked to the window, looked at Xia Zhuo squatting on the steps through the window, saw him pulling his clothes and trying to roll himself into a ball, so cold that he was throbbing .

Xing Xiuzhu: ...

He sighed helplessly, hesitated for a moment, went downstairs, and put his hand on the doorknob.

He doesn't want to be in the headlines tomorrow.

Across the door, Xia Zhuo's nose was red from the cold, he snorted aggrievedly, and muttered in a low voice: "Xing Xiuzhu, big villain, too fierce, disgusting!!!"

There was a "click".

Xing Xiuzhu frowned and opened the door: "Squatting in front of my house, still scolding me?"

Hearing the sound, Xia Zhuo raised his head suddenly, saw Xing Xiuzhu with a serious expression behind him, got up staggeringly in fright, and almost bumped into the bridge of Xing Xiuzhu's nose.

Xing Xiuzhu took a step back calmly and asked, "Why don't you leave?"

Xia Zhuo stood beside him, his teeth were chattering uncontrollably, his lips turned white.It's good that Xing Xiuzhu didn't ask, but when he asked, all the sour grievances in his heart came up: "I, I can't go..."

Xing Xiuzhu frowned and looked Xia Zhuo up and down, thinking about the credibility of his words.

Xing Xiuzhu's face was gloomy, Xia Zhuo felt even more uncomfortable, tears rolled in his eyes: "Don't be angry, I, I'm not staying here at your house, it's okay!"

After Xia Zhuo finished speaking, he was about to turn around and run away, but his legs were a little stiff due to the long-time immobility, and he almost knelt on the ground.

Xing Xiuzhu subconsciously reached out and grabbed Xia Zhuo's wrist.

The skin touched by the fingertips was icy cold.

"and many more."

Xing Xiuzhu stopped Xia Zhuo with a loud voice, pulled Xia Zhuo's wrist up, and stared at him through the light in the room. Xia Zhuo's arm was also red and purple from the cold, his skin was almost transparent, and the blood vessels underneath clear and distinct.

"..."

Xing Xiuzhu lowered his eyelids and sighed in his heart: "Come in first."

He settled Xia Zhuo on the sofa, got up and went to the kitchen to bring Xia Zhuo a cup of hot water.

The heating in the room was fully turned on, but Xia Zhuo still shivered for a long time before his body warmed up a little.He held the glass handed by Xing Xiuzhu with both hands, and warmed his frozen cheeks and lips with the heat rising from the hot water in the glass.

Xing Xiuzhu went to sit opposite Xia Zhuo, folded his hands, and watched Xia Zhuo's movements quietly, without any emotion in his eyes.

After a while, when Xia Zhuo's face became more bloody, he asked: "Can you come by yourself, can't you go by yourself?"

Xia Zhuo hugged the cup, lowered his eyes and didn't dare to look at Xing Xiuzhu, he definitely couldn't tell Xing Xiuzhu the real reason, but he really couldn't leave, hesitated, kicked each other with his toes unconsciously: "I...Tiantai It's late, I'm cold, and I can't find my way."

That's not a lie.

Xing Xiuzhu asked again: "How did you find the way when you came here?"

Xia Zhuo: "It wasn't cold then."

Xing Xiuzhu: "..."

Okay, it's almost like not saying anything.

Xing Xiuzhu stopped talking nonsense, got up, and went to turn up the heating valve: "Is it warm now?"

Xia Zhuo nodded: "Yeah!"

He sipped half of the hot water in the cup, and it was indeed much warmer now.His heart was warm, and warm blood slowly flowed to his limbs.

Xing Xiuzhu is actually not as cold as he looks on the outside!Xia Zhuo secretly thought, he still has a very good and gentle heart!

"Can you find your way?"

"..."

"When are you going to go back?"

"..."

Xia Zhuo decided to take back what he had just praised Xing Xiuzhu in his heart.

Hearing what Xing Xiuzhu said, Xia Zhuo subconsciously felt his own spiritual power, and he could really feel a little bit of it.However, it was still very weak, and this lack of spiritual power alone was not enough to support him to go back.

He looked at his toes and shook his head.

But at least he gained some physical strength, even if Xing Xiuzhu drove himself out again, he should be able to survive tonight.

Xing Xiuzhu looked at Xia Zhuo quietly, was silent for a moment, and leaned on the sofa behind him: "Only this once."

Xia Zhuo didn't realize what Xing Xiuzhu meant for a while, subconsciously said "Huh?", Xing Xiuzhu glanced at him again, and added coldly: "Tomorrow morning, go by yourself."

After saying this, Xing Xiuzhu ignored Xia Zhuo, got up and walked to the desk next to him, and continued to read his script.

Xia Zhuo sat on the sofa, holding an unfinished half glass of water, secretly glanced at Xing Xiuzhu's side face.

Xing Xiuzhu worked extremely seriously, sketching on the script from time to time, his slender eyelashes drooping, and against the background of the orange desk lamp beside him, his stern temperament seemed to soften.

Xia Zhuo grinned, revealing a somewhat silly smile.

His great beauty is really a good person with a beautiful heart and a kind heart!