beautiful woman at home

Wen Zijin paused his writing hand and murmured, "Strange, it shouldn't be so cold all of a sudden."

The poem was extremely long, and by the time Wen Zijin finished transcribing it, it was almost dusk, so he put his pen aside and stretched his stiff arms.

The courtyard was silent, and the dim yellow sunset shone into the pavilion. Although the summer heat had not completely dissipated, fortunately, it was not as hot as the previous days.

The tea that was put aside was still a little warm, Wen Zijin held the teacup and took a sip, waiting quietly for the ink on the rice paper to dry.

The teacher slowly walked in from the outside: "Young master finished copying the poems so quickly?"

Wen Zijin nodded in response: "Well, Zijin just stopped writing."

Seeing that the teacher seemed to be in some inconvenience, walking on tiptoe with his right foot, Wen Zijin asked aloud, "Sir, is your foot sprained?"

"This isn't a sprained ankle, it's obvious that even the skin was almost burned." Zi Xi's heart ached when she thought of the scorched fur.

These indignant words made Wen Zijin a little puzzled, thinking how could he be burned?

But it seems to smell vaguely similar to the smell of burnt animal fur.

It was probably because Wen Zijin's puzzled eyes were too obvious, Zi Xi restrained his expression, and pretended to be calm, poured a small sip of tea, "It's nothing, I went to see Miss Ye just now."

Wen Zijin turned his ears to look at the teacher and asked, "What's wrong with Sister Ye?"

Zi Xi turned her eyes slyly and approached and said: "I see that Ye girl is pale and looks very listless, presumably she is not feeling well."

"You're not feeling well?" Wen Zijin frowned slightly, and he really believed it, "Then I'll tell my mother to invite the best doctor in Jingzhou City."

"Hey, don't!" The girl, who usually looked at her in a daze, moved quite quickly unexpectedly, but Zi Xi stopped her in time.

Wen Zijin looked at the teacher in puzzlement and asked, "I'm sick, why can't I hire a doctor?"

Zi Xi straightened her clothes and said: "I don't think it's a big problem, even if you are bored in the courtyard all day, maybe the young master will spend more time with Miss Ye, and it will be no big deal."

Before the words finished, Wen Zijin hesitated, not as decisive as before.

"But Zijin didn't see Sister Ye last time, will this disturb Sister Ye's rest?"

"No, it's just that it's late now, young master will go to see it tomorrow, Miss Ye will be very happy." Zi Xi drew a charm charm between her fingers and pasted it to the back of Wen Zijin's neck, and said with a smirk on her lips , "However, don't say I said it."

Wen Zijin frowned and smiled, touching the teacup in his hand, he sipped his mouth and responded obediently: "Okay, thank you for your teaching, sir."

Such a pure and innocent smile can't help but make Zixi, the old fox, feel a little bit sorry for his conscience.

Zi Xi withdrew her hand resentfully, then drank tea, thinking that the two of them would have sex sooner or later anyway, so it shouldn't be a problem if it was earlier.

Unexpectedly, the college had a big lecture the next day. Wen Zijin originally thought he could go back earlier, but he returned home only after it was dark.

It rained suddenly in the evening, and the courtyard in Wen's mansion was also full of rain. After taking a simple bath, Wen Zijin sat aside with a cup of tea in his hand and watched the rain that did not stop outside, feeling very worried.

Another day passed like this, and when the college bell rang, it was rare for Wen Zijin to leave earlier than Qin Yu.

The sky outside was bright and it was a good time, and the summer and autumn place was very comfortable, after Wen Zijin went back to the house and had dinner with Wen's mother, he went back to the garden.

After completing the school homework one by one, the corners of Wen Zijin's raised lips have never been lowered.

Waiting for Wen Zijin to go to the side courtyard with the freshly made pastry box.

The outer door was still closed, Wen Zijin took a deep breath with some fear and called out, "Sister Ye, can Zijin come in?"

In the inner room, Ye Ran clenched the bamboo roll between her fingers, looked down at the pervasive smoke with hesitant eyes, and rejected her last time, if she refused again this time, she was afraid that she would be sad, so she sighed lightly Voice: "Please come in."

With a smile on his face, Wen Zijin pushed open the outer door, stepped over the threshold, and walked towards the inner room with the food box in his hand.

The bead curtain swayed slightly and made a crisp sound, and there was a very peculiar fragrance in the inner room. Wen Zijin sniffed his nose subconsciously.

After not entering the inner room for several days, Wen Zijin was a little at a loss, staring blankly at the woman sitting quietly with her dark eyes, and became a little nervous.

"Please sit down." Seeing the young girl standing aside, Ye Ran could only speak out after not seeing her speak for a long time.

"Yeah." Wen Zijin sat on one side holding the food box, looking at Sister Ye's face with her eyes, as if she was a little weak.

Ye Ran rolled the bamboo roll between her fingers, and could vaguely feel the girl's undisguised gaze, and she slightly pursed her lips a little helplessly.

Wen Zijin opened the food box and brought out trays of pastries, "The newly made pastries are delicious, Sister Ye, try them?"

Although he was relieved, he also felt a little regretful.

"Zijin just had a meal, so I can't eat pastries for the time being."

Ye Ran turned his head slightly to look at the girl, she seemed to be getting slimmer after not seeing her for a while, and couldn't help but think of what Zi Xi said a few days ago.

Worried, will the girl worry because of herself?

This worry should be just an ordinary emotion.

"It's okay, the pastry can be stored for a long time." Wen Zijin sat aside with frowned eyebrows, looked at the inner room with his head tilted, and then his eyes fell on the incense burner, "The incense smells really good."

Ye Ran's hand holding the bamboo scroll paused slightly, his mind was full of puzzles, human beings shouldn't be able to smell this smell.

Just as Ye Ran was thinking, his eyes suddenly darkened, the girl approached with flushed face, her warm breath fell softly on Ye Ran's cheeks, and those pure and bright eyes were stained with burning desire.

This is very wrong.

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