I am the Peach Blossom Demon

Even though Xia Zhuo was unwilling in every possible way, he was still "carried" out of the house by Xing Xiuzhu.

The layout of the courtyard outside is still the same as yesterday. The goldfish in the small pond wag their tails nimbly, like an eye-catching flame iris, but Xia Zhuo is not interested at all, and the whole person is listless.

Xing Xiuzhu went to the garage to drive, went around and backed the car out, Xia Zhuo was still standing there with his head down, Xing Xiuzhu drove the car to his side, pressed the window: "Aren't you leaving?"

Xia Zhuo unconsciously tugged at the corner of his clothes: "That's it... let's go?"

"if not?"

Xing Xiuzhu looked at the sluggish and aggrieved Xia Zhuo, his originally tense expression relaxed a bit, "Are you really planning to live in my house?"

"me……"

Xia Zhuo didn't think of how to answer for a while.

He still wanted to stay with Xing Xiuzhu for a while longer, but he really couldn't find any reason, so he hesitated for a while, and then closed his mouth unwillingly.

Xing Xiuzhu took a look at his dull appearance, a smile flashed in his eyes, and his tone was rare and soft: "Okay, go home quickly, your family will be worried."

Xing Xiuzhu has debuted for so many years, and has met many people of all kinds. There are really not many people who can be as simple (stupid) as Xia Zhuo at the age of seventeen or eighteen.Xing Xiuzhu has never deliberately tried to understand Xia Zhuo's life experience, but he also knows that Xia Zhuo must be well protected by his family if he can reach this level.

This kind of young master should be sent home early to save worry, so as not to cause any big news.

The deep voice was mixed with a rare gentleness, Xia Zhuo was a little dazed for a moment, subconsciously raised his eyes, and saw the faint and cold smile in Xing Xiuzhu's eyes.

A pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes are hooked, clear but seductive.

The sky and the earth seem to have suddenly lost their color, and then, one after another, pink and crystal-clear peach blossoms quietly bloom, stretch, and compete for beauty, repainting the world with color, all over the mountains and plains, connecting with the dome of the earth, all eyes are full of beautiful carmine .

A faint pinkness appeared on Xia Zhuo's face, he felt a pair of warm palms above his head, the soft touch was fleeting, and Xing Xiuzhu's clear and handsome facial features disappeared in the car window.

"Don't come to me again."

It wasn't until the car drove so far that even the hum of the engine was blurred, that Xia Zhuo suddenly came back to his senses.

puff.

puff.

A pink mushroom cloud rose above his head.

"Mother……"

Xia Zhuo murmured, his tone full of excitement and disbelief, even Xing Xiuzhu's hurtful words were subconsciously ignored by him, "He touched my head?!"

He pinched himself violently and couldn't help screaming, only then did he confirm that this wasn't a dream.

The fluffy and soft hair root seems to still have the soft touch of the wide palm, Xia Zhuo also stretched out his hand, and touched the top of his head dizzily.

Rounding off, his head was blown away by the beauty!

Xia Zhuo slowed down for a while, and then walked out of Xing Xiuzhu's yard with light steps, his cheeks were puffy, but his head was still dazed.

This is a quiet villa area with no one around.After leaving Xing Xiuzhu's house, there is a large bamboo forest. The bamboos are tall and thin, and they have the potential to block out the sky and the sun.

Xia Zhuo hesitated for a while, and found a place with low bamboo leaves and sat cross-legged.

Although he was unwilling, he watched and slept(?) as well. He really had no reason to pester Xing Xiuzhu anymore.

Xia Zhuo smacked his tender mouth a few times, and muttered boldly: "Let's go, who is afraid of whom?"

... At worst, come back in a few days!

There is a saying that a strong girl is afraid of pestering her husband, no, a big beauty is afraid of pestering a little flower demon!

Xia Zhuo closed his eyes and meditated, intending to absorb some spiritual energy and go home. Just as he closed his eyes, he was surprised to find that the spiritual power in his meridians had reached the fullest state? ? ?

Xia Zhuo: Is there a bug in the system?Do I need to restart it?

His eyes widened, and his spiritual power flowed through the meridians a few times with an unbelievable expression. It was really full of spiritual power.

It's too illusory.

Although it's a fantasy for plants to become spirits, at least they follow the basic law. They abide by the principles of nature, absorb spiritual power from the heaven and earth, and transform it for their own use.Under natural circumstances, the absorption of spiritual power is extremely slow, and over time, these plants can become recalcitrant and have their own consciousness.

And after being conscious, it is relatively easy to absorb the spiritual power. With Xia Zhuo's current level, he can fully replenish the spiritual power in the meridians by meditating for one night.

But the key is... Xia Zhuo slept soundly last night, and didn't meditate at all.

Xia Zhuo still couldn't believe it, he stared blankly at his fingertips, and when he pressed his fingers hard, dancing blue flames easily emerged from his fingertips.

This is a manifestation of full spiritual energy.

Xia Zhuo was thinking with his not-so-bright mind, and a thought popped up in his head: Could it be because of Xing Xiuzhu?

His eyes lit up as soon as the thought came to him.

Then should he go to Xing Xiuzhu to confirm again?

Then he has another reason to meet Xing Xiuzhu! ! !

If staying with Xing Xiuzhu can really absorb spiritual power quickly, then...does he still have a reason to cling to Xing Xiuzhu? ? ?

Xia Zhuo jumped up from the ground excitedly, and as a result, his hair hung on the surrounding bamboo leaves.

It hurts! QAQ!

Xia Zhuo covered his head, still unable to change his anxious mood, he bounced back to Xing Xiuzhu's house, carefully arranged his hair in front of the single-sided glass, checked it again, and was fully dressed. Neatly, hurriedly activated the spell, and went to find Xing Xiuzhu.

This time Xia Zhuo learned his lesson, and directly bypassed the place where the security guards were, and landed in the woods behind the studio.

But...you can't escape if you fall on your ass.

"hiss--"

Xia Zhuo inhaled softly, rubbed his buttocks and stood up slowly, bent his waist, cast his eyes on the open space ahead, and quietly looked at it.

It was working hours, the studio was surrounded by staff on the inner, third and outer floors, but Xia Zhuo still saw a handsome man standing among them at a glance.

The man was still wearing a plain white robe, with long flowing hair hanging behind his back, making his figure even more slender.

The other actors were hastily putting on makeup, but Xing Xiuzhu didn't use it at all. His skin was clear and cold, like moonlight. Just standing there, he didn't need any extra touch-ups.

Xia Zhuo unconsciously stopped rubbing his buttocks, stood up straight, and watched Xing Xiuzhu quietly, even slowing down his blinking.

Even blinking felt like desecrating this beauty.

The actors finished their makeup, adjusted their clothes and positions, and the director called "action".

This is a rival scene between Xing Xiuzhu and another male actor. Xia Zhuo has never read the script, and because the distance is too far to understand the lines, he can only watch the two sitting opposite each other from a distance, chatting and laughing happily.

Entering the role, Xing Xiuzhu's whole temperament changed, his eyebrows and eyes became gentle, and there was a just right smile on the corner of his mouth. Across such a distance, Xia Zhuo could still feel the starlight in his eyes in a trance.

Xia Zhuo secretly bit the corner of his clothes, tears streaming down his face: I'm so envious, he is so envious! ! !He also wants to be watched seriously by those smiling eyes! ! !

Thinking about it, Xia Zhuo's small hands quietly clenched into fists: It's best not to let him know who that actor is, he's afraid that he can't help but secretly stalk him!

Xia Zhuo's eyes followed closely the two people in the center of the set, and saw that their words seemed to become more and more intense, and in the next second, the actor waved his arm, and a pot of wine was poured on Xing Xiuzhu's body.

The clear wine condensed into small streams along the clothes, dripping down the silver-white robe, and everywhere it went was wet.The drenched robe stuck to Xing Xiuzhu's legs, which further outlined his slender legs.

But at this moment, Xia Zhuo has no interest in appreciating it at all.

He wants to feel distressed to death! ! !

Although he still loves each other unilaterally at the moment, he can't wait to hold the beautiful woman in his mouth and be splashed with water like this. Even if he knows it's filming, Xia Zhuo can't stand it.

What made him even more angry was still behind.

After the actor finished pouring the wine, he threw the wine glass at Xing Xiuzhu!

"Snapped!"

It was the sound of crisp ceramics breaking.

The wine glass hit Xing Xiuzhu fiercely, it bounced a long way, fell to the ground, and shattered into pieces.

It hurts just looking at it.

Xia Zhuo gasped subconsciously in a low voice, and couldn't help but widen his eyes, not missing the fleeting contemptuous smile on the actor's mouth.

Xia Zhuo's pupils tightened suddenly, that man definitely did it on purpose!

In the next second, the male actor returned to his terrified state, leaned in front of Xing Xiuzhu, nodded and bowed, looking at his body movements, he was apologizing to Xing Xiuzhu.

Xia Zhuo was impatient, and took the risk of being discovered, he took two steps forward cautiously, peeking at Xing Xiuzhu's situation.

The staff rushed up to help Xing Xiuzhu deal with the water stains on his clothes. Xing Xiuzhu bent over and lifted up his trouser legs. Under the layers of fabrics, a large patch of red spots appeared on his ankles, which should have been clean and white. , and a few scratches.

At the same time, the director hurried over and said anxiously, "Teacher Xing, are you alright?"

"It's nothing."

Xing Xiuzhu's tone was cold, and he just stroked his red, swollen and hot skin with his fingers: "Let me rest for 10 minutes and take some medicine, okay?"

"Of course, of course."

The director hurriedly called the staff to find the medicine box. The actor stood beside Xing Xiuzhu, glanced at the frowning director, and apologized to Xing Xiuzhu: "Mr. Xing, I'm sorry, your acting skills are too good , I was brought into the play by you, I temporarily added the action of throwing the cup when I was emotional."

He bowed his waist, and his tone was extremely innocent: "I don't have much experience yet, and it's all up to you to lead me into the show. You... won't care about me, a junior, will you?"

?

How could he still push the blame to Xing Xiuzhu with such a shy face? ? ?

Xia Zhuo almost exploded on the spot.

Xia Zhuo saw the contempt in the man's eyes, he didn't believe that Xing Xiuzhu couldn't see it, he was angry and wronged, and he heard Xing Xiuzhu's faint reply: "It's okay."

The tone is cold, without any emotion, and the eyes are too lazy to give it away.

Xia Zhuo's heart is depressed, full of distress.

If Xing Xiuzhu cares about him, can the male actor turn it down again, saying that Xing Xiuzhu treats his juniors meanly and plays big names?

So hypocritical!

unacceptable!

Xia Zhuo curled his mouth, raised his sleeves and wanted to rush up to fight with someone, but he raised his feet, stiffened for another two seconds, and barely fell back to the original place.

He suddenly remembered what Xing Xiuzhu said in the last sentence when he left. He said, don't come to him again.

The cold tone was still in my ears, Xia Zhuo's feet were nailed in place.

The medicine box was delivered quickly, and Xing Xiuzhu refused the help of the staff and applied the medicine by himself.

Xia Zhuo couldn't help getting closer again, wanting to see clearly how serious Xing Xiuzhu's wound was, and accidentally, his clothes rubbed against the woods and made a rustling sound.

Xia Zhuo held his breath subconsciously, ready to run away at any time, but fortunately, the staff were busy with Xing Xiuzhu's side, so they didn't notice any movement here.

Xia Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief, and then felt a burst of cold eyes cast towards this side.

The man's good-looking eyes unconsciously raised a little, and the outline of the eye sockets became deeper.

Xing Xiuzhu clearly saw a small group of figures flashing past in the bamboo forest.

"This kid is really persistent."

Xing Xiuzhu sneered, put down the medicine box, turned to look at the director: "Sorry, wait a minute, I'm going to answer the phone."

He got up and walked step by step towards the small forest where Xia Zhuo was.