beautiful woman at home

Ye Ran let go of his hand indifferently, and warned the restless monster from the corner of his eye.

"Today's weather is really good." Zi Xi didn't mind the chilling gaze at all, stretched his arms and muscles, walked to the low table and asked, "Young master, what do you don't understand?"

"No." Wen Zijin frowned slightly, and answered seriously with a book in his hand.

Zi Xi sat lazily on one side, while Wen Zijin looked sideways at the woman bathing in the warm sunlight, and asked slightly hesitantly, "Why did Sister Ye come out today?"

"The weather is nice, so I went out for a walk." Ye Ran approached the pavilion and responded.

Is the weather so good?

Wen Zijin looked up at the approaching woman, put down his hands and poured tea to the opposite side.

There was a little hot mist in the tea, Ye Ran took a sip, and then unfolded the bamboo roll and sat quietly.

The teacher was sitting on the other side, and neither of them seemed to have any conversation.

It's a bit weird to meet an old friend in a foreign land.

When the sun went down, the light in the courtyard also dimmed, and the teacher lazily packed his books and left the backyard.

Wen Zijin tidied up her books, and glanced sideways at the woman who was still sitting on one side with her back straight. Her head was full of confusion but she didn't know what to ask.

The confusion on the girl's face was not concealed at all, Ye Ran could feel that soft gaze when she looked at Zhujuan, she looked timidly but frequently looked in this direction.

That hand was originally intended to clean up the inkstone, but because he was distracted and detected the hot teapot, Wen Zijin withdrew his hand with a hiss, and the tender white fingertips quickly turned red.

Ye Ran sighed softly, stretched out his arms to hold the held hand and said, "Let me see."

Wen Zijin opened his hand clumsily and said, "It's okay."

The black sleeves seemed to have everything, and Ye Ran took out a small medicine bottle from the sleeves.

I couldn't tell whether it was because the ointment was very cold or because Sister Ye's hands were too cold. The temperature of the burn dropped a lot, and Wen Zijin's slightly wrinkled brows gradually spread.

"Stupid, how can you burn yourself?" Ye Ran held his hand with one hand, and gently rubbed the ointment with the other finger, and the Bai Ruxue ointment slowly melted away.

Wen Zijin's cheeks flushed a little, and she responded frankly, "Yes."

Ye Ran's quiet eyes couldn't help but melt into a smile, and after letting go of his hand, he asked aloud, "What were you thinking just now, young master?"

"I didn't think about anything." Wen Zijin sat aside solemnly, the coolness on the back of his hands hadn't dissipated, and the coolness was very comfortable.

Wen Zijin, who was in a good mood, also forgot about the entanglement before, and only thought of Sister Ye's soft and cold hands, which is so good.

But after that, whenever the teacher came to teach in the garden, Wen Zijin found that Sister Ye would always show up in his garden in time, even if it was rainy, she would never be absent.

"It's raining suddenly today, it's really cold." Zi Xi stretched his arms and asked sideways to catch the rain dripping from the eaves, "Is this always like this in Jingzhou City, little master?"

Wen Zijin held his pen and replied, "Well, Jingzhou City is always sunny and sometimes cloudy in spring. When it rains, you need to add clothes, otherwise you will easily catch the wind and cold. Don't catch a cold, sir."

The incense burner on the side is a little thick, and there are bamboo curtains hanging around to keep out the wind and rain.

Ye Ran sat quietly and hardly spoke, except for rolling the rather heavy bamboo scroll, there was no other sound.

Zixi shook off the rainwater in his palm, approached the pavilion and sat on one side pouring tea by himself, looking at the person sitting quietly, smiling with the corners of his lips up, and secretly exploring his mind:

Do you have to be so guarded against me every day?

Seeing that there was no response, Zi Xi took a sip of tea, looked at Wen Zijin who was writing vigorously, and conveyed his thoughts:

Although this girl is quite cute, but I don't like this kind of thing, you can rest assured.

Ye Ran frowned slightly, clenched the scroll between her fingers, and stared at the purple rhinoceros with playful eyes:

Then why don't you leave Wenfu?

Zixi sticks out her tongue, and her eyes turn slightly in response: This girl has a three-yin constitution, she was born to see monsters with the naked eye, and her flesh and blood can greatly improve her cultivation. She is simply a treasure. , why don't you let me take a breath, it's not in vain that I come all the way from the capital.

Before the sound transmission fell, the person on that side had already been knocked out of the pavilion.

A loud bang caused Wen Zijin's hand holding the pen to pause slightly, and ink spots dripped on the rice paper.

How can there be thunder in the daytime?

Wen Zijin turned his head and found that the teacher was gone, and the bamboo curtain hanging on one side was shaking violently, and the cold wind outside was blowing straight inside.

"Did you go out just now?" Wen Zijin wanted to get up and go outside to have a look. It was raining suddenly, and the waiter didn't prepare an umbrella, so he would definitely catch a cold if he went out in the rain like this.

Ye Ran said: "Young master, don't worry, Mr. must have something to do."

The fake stone scene outside collapsed into one piece, and Zi Xi muttered in a dizzy head: "This attack is too hateful!"

Zixi got up and swept the gravel off her robe, the rain soon soaked her robe, and a cool voice came from the pavilion:

If you talk nonsense again, don't stay in Jingzhou City any longer.

"I don't need it myself, and I don't allow others to worry about it. Even if you are an old man, this kind of behavior is very bad." Zi Xi muttered.

Immediately after that, several formations were fired in the square pavilion, and bang bang sounded one after another.

Wen Zijin looked at the ink dots dripping on the rice paper in dismay, there were too many thunders today, will the pavilion be struck by lightning later?

"What's wrong?" Ye Ran calmed down, seeing the girl frowning slightly, as if she was not in a good mood.

"Sister Ye, why don't we go back to the inner room?"

"Okay." Ye Ran held the bamboo roll in his palm and got up slowly.

After packing up the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, Wen Zijin was holding the bookcase, only then did he remember that he hadn't asked the waiter to prepare an umbrella.

I saw the woman in black clothes standing on the side of the falling rain curtain, and Xian Xian was holding an umbrella, and the woman looked sideways.

Although no words were spoken, the gentleness in the bright eyes spread out silently.

Wen Zijin stared blankly beside the low table holding the bookcase, she was a little timid to get too close, her heart was so tense that she couldn't breathe.

"Are you still coming?" Ye Ran seemed to be confused in his eyes.

"Here we come." Wen Zijin stepped to the side and saw Sister Ye holding an umbrella in one hand and a bamboo scroll in the other, so she stretched out her hand, "The bamboo scroll is very heavy, why don't you put it in Zijin's bookcase?"

Ye Ran hesitantly handed the bamboo scroll to the girl in front of him, and saw the girl carefully put it into the bookcase, and then lifted the bookcase tightly in front of her body.

Opening the paper umbrella, Ye Ran came closer, the umbrella tilted to one side and the girl reminded: "Let's go."

Wen Zijin stepped forward cooperatively and responded, "Yes."

The rain on the umbrella surface was very urgent, the sound was very clear, and the dripping rainwater drifted randomly with the wind.

The gravel road was full of fallen leaves by the wind, and the fresh green branches and leaves were soaked by the rain, but Wen Zijin looked slowly at the hand beside him from the corner of his eye.

At this time, it is better to hold hands and walk.

But Wen Zijin thought of the difference between men and women, which might make Sister Ye unhappy, so she deliberately opened the distance between the two of them a little.

Ye Ran tilted his head and looked at the girl who had been keeping a distance deliberately. Seeing that the thin left shoulder was a little wet from the rain, his brows and eyes slightly frowned.

"Zijin..."

"Ok?"

That cool hand held Wen Zijin's slightly hot hand, and even the distance between the two of them became more intimate.

Wen Zijin looked up at the woman approaching with reddish cheeks, and there was only one person in those dark eyes.

"Don't be so far away from me, or you'll get caught in the rain." Ye Ran slightly looked away, concentrating on adjusting the temperature between his fingers secretly, holding the soft and boneless little hand slightly tightly.

Even though those eyes were full of surprise, Wen Zijin was still very obedient, the corners of his lips could not stop rising, and he stared blankly at the hand being held.

It turned out that Sister Ye's hands were not only cold, but also smooth.

I really want to hold on like this all the time!

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感谢在2020-04-1820:53:47~2020-04-1920:54:22期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 small pepper;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!