Yin Yin does not regret

Buhui stood in front of the window and looked at the snowy world outside. As the acting leader of the Mingjiao, her father was always running around, and she also ran around. She rarely had time to sit down and enjoy the surrounding scenery like this. , The fine snowflakes are sprinkled to cover all the dirt in the world, and everything is covered by a piece of whiteness.

Stretching out the hand, the snowflakes fell on the palm of the palm and melted instantly. Looking at the wetness of the white snow in the palm of the hand, Bugui was suddenly a little sad. Could it be that she will soon disappear like this flying snow and water? gone.

"Fourth Uncle, you're here too." Yang Buhui turned his head to look at Zhang Songxi who came in with Yin Liting, Buhui always felt that among the seven brothers, only Zhang Songxi was the most like their master Zhang Zhenren, the only thing missing It's just that he always plays tricks and tricks people. If he is serious, his fairy-like appearance is easy to deceive people.

"It's not because of you girl." Zhang Songxi smiled without regret, and there was an imperceptible pity in the depths of his eyes, that is, pity without regret, and even more love for the sixth brother. How can they find a good ending?

"Thank you fourth uncle!" Buhui blinked playfully, and Fu leaned down to salute, but Zhang Songxi couldn't ignore the slyness in his eyes.

"You girl, what the hell are you thinking?"

"I didn't have any idea, I just think, fourth uncle, you are more and more like Zhang Zhenren, and if your hair and beard are white, you will be even more like it." Buhui giggled like a silver bell.

"I'm already older than you, so I don't need you to remind me." Zhang Songxi looked at the smiling girl with a dark face.

"What I said is true, Sixth Uncle, do you think so?" Yang Buhui looked at Yin Liting with a smile, and Zhang Songxi also looked at Yin Liting, with a malicious look on his face.

"Is it...or isn't it?" Yin Liting looked at him without regret, and then at his fourth brother, deeply feeling that he shouldn't be here because he didn't read the almanac when he went out today.

"Sixth brother, you are biased." Zhang Songxi looked at the two in front of him with an ambiguous expression, and sure enough, he forgot about his senior brother after having a wife.

"It must be biased, because Uncle Six likes me the most, don't you think so, Uncle Six." Yang Buhui took Yin Liting's arm.

"Yes, yes, yes." Yin Liting stretched out his hand to scratch his nose, he was really defeated by her, so he could only rely on her.

"Are you two bullying my lonely family?" Zhang Songxi found that the sixth brother was really different from before. Back then, he would turn red even when he spoke to Ji Xiaofu. Now even in front of him, he would Being able to get along with this little girl so warmly, behind this transformation is a man's greatest happiness.

"Fourth brother." Yin Liting made a long ending, and he also found that he seemed to be becoming more and more indecisive.

"Okay, okay, I'll go, can't I go?" Zhang Songxi raised his hands above his head.

"Where are you going?" Buhui looked at Zhang Songxi strangely and really opened the door and left, are you kidding, really angry?

"Go back to Wudang." Zhang Songxi waved his hand, he has been away from Wudang for too long, and it is time to go back, and he has to go back and ask his master and senior brother if there is any way to cure the poison on Bugui girl.

"Thank you, fourth brother." Yin Liting cupped his hands. The senior brothers really paid too much for him. They used to worry about him, but now they still worry about him. That girl can last a while.

However, he was still too optimistic. On the second night, the Buhui cold poison broke out for the first time. He curled up into a body, sweat dripped down his face, his delicate brows frowned, Biting his lip, he didn't want to cry out.

"Scream out when it hurts, don't bite your lips." Yin Liting saw such a scene, and hugged her in his arms with distress, her body was as cold as ice.

"Sixth Uncle." Yang Buhui kept calling Yin Liting's name, as if doing so would relieve the pain.

Hearing Bugui's voice, Yin Liting's heart seemed to be cast a shadow, although he couldn't empathize with her pain, but he also seemed to feel that burning feeling.

"Don't bite your lips." Yin Liting couldn't bear her self-torture like this, so he stretched out his hand to her lips, and bit it without regret, but Yin Liting felt no pain, even if it hurt, it was not one-tenth of her.

Yin Liting gently patted Bugui on the back, a girl should be gentle and charming, she should be cute and pitiful, she hoped that the girl would be like this for the rest of her life, but how can the incompetent him not let her hurt?