Did the little scumbag lose his horse today?

Before Yuan Run's action the next day, he stood outside the Sanskrit Hall with a cup of tonic soup prepared for him by the toolman's maid.

He was shivering a little from the cold, but his eyes were filled with tenderness that was about to overflow, and he made an infatuated and absolute look in the wind and snow.

If there is a model worker award to be selected, Yuan Run feels that he will definitely be selected.Leaving aside the fact that he had given soup to someone who choked him once and dropped him twice, just standing in the ice and snow was enough to drive him crazy.

cold, too cold.

In order to find out whether Lu Xiuyuan was reading in Fanyin Hall, he really paid a lot!

The white snow made the frail young man even more slender, and the wind rolled up his clothes, like an exiled fairy who had fallen into a clean world, and was about to fly away in the next moment.

The wind and snow hit the window of the Fanyin Hall, making a slight sound.

Lu Xiuyuan has been aware of Yuanrun's presence since he set foot in the courtyard, his breathing and the temperature of the soup cup he is holding are all wrapped up in his demonic power and transmitted over in detail.

He flicked the pages of the book for a moment, his eyes darkened.

[You are thinking about him. ]

The words Wu Xinshi said yesterday still lingered in his soul, and at this moment, he climbed up again without a sound, like a dense fog that could not be broken apart, firmly engraved on Lu Xiuyuan's body. in mind.

"...Shut up." With these words squeezed out of his clenched back molars, Lu Xiuyuan closed the pages of the book forcefully.

And Yuanrun didn't realize the sequelae of the heart-reading stone.The phrase 'you're thinking about him' that he heard together with Lu Xiuyuan also flooded his heart at this moment, itching and prickling, like a little claw, constantly hooking his thoughts.

miss him?miss who?Lu Xiuyuan?

"I don't have one!" He was clearly thinking about how to open his mouth to deliver the soup!Why would he miss Lu Xiuyuan?

"Nothing?" Jiang Youzhi's flirtatious and frivolous voice suddenly came from behind him, and then a handsome man waving a fan appeared in front of him and said with a smile, "Brother Jingyuan, let's meet again You——you want to give this soup to Xiuyuan, right?"

He lowered his head slightly and smelled it. The soup smelled strong, and it was mixed with some medicine to replenish demon power.

Yuan Run nodded obediently, but he hated Jiang Youzhi for being too idle and wandering around every day.

"Then let me help you!" He suggested.

Before he really went in with the soup cup, a cold voice came from the Sanskrit Hall: "No see."

"..." Jiang Youzhi twitched the corner of his mouth, "I haven't said anything yet!"

The second sentence of rejection came from the Sanskrit Hall: "No time."

Jiang Youzhi: "..."

He made a face at Yuan Run, and said silently, "That's all he does, don't take it to heart."

Then he turned his head towards the door and raised his voice, "At least it's the soup stewed by others, please accept it."

Yuan Run: No, I didn't make soup, I just ordered the maid to make soup, don't talk nonsense.

There was another silence in the Sanskrit Hall.

Then with a soft sigh, the human inside said: "Then let it go."

Jiang Youzhi didn't ask Lu Xiuyuan to change his sex immediately, so he didn't intend to let Yuan Run in, took the soup cup by himself, and said in a low voice, "It's good that you have this thought, I like you !"

Then he entered the Sanskrit Hall with a soup cup.

Yuan Run caught a glimpse of Lu Xiuyuan sitting in front of the table the moment the door opened, and he could feel the cold air coming from him through the mask.The phrase 'you're thinking of him' echoed in his mind, and then Lingpo, as if he really believed it, unconsciously wanted to see Lu Xiuyuan's face until the door of the Sanskrit Hall quietly closed.

"boom--"

Yuan Run was still a little disappointed.

Wait, why is he lost!He didn't think about Lu Xiuyuan, nor did he want to see his face, let alone get close to him!Now he just wants to search Wu Yinque, other things have nothing to do with him!

Yuan Run clenched his fists and left quickly.

There was a lot of excitement in front of the Sanskrit Hall for several days.

In the past few days, Yenrun took a cup of soup to the Sanskrit Hall every day to check out. If there was no one inside, he would give the soup to the maid and go back to the Hall of Xuanle to be in a daze. If there were people inside, he would feel relieved after delivering the soup. Boldly wander around in Wuyin Temple, wait until the sun goes down, and return to the Xuanle Hall before Jiang Youzhi's barrier is laid.

These days are busy and fulfilling, he has already searched half of Wu Yinque, and the rest can probably be searched within seven days.

The closer it is to the opening of Yanchi, the more nervous he will be. If he can't enter Yanchi ahead of time to find the Mirror of Three Lives, then he has to find a way to follow Lu Xiuyuan into Yanchi, but that's too dangerous, in case he gets caught Now, what excuse did he have to make up to fool him?It can't be said that he is an undercover agent sent by the Teng Snake Clan, just want to rub the heaven and earth aura condensed by Yan Chi, how does it feel?

He had something on his mind, and when he stood with his head down outside the Sanskrit Hall, he looked even weaker and helpless.

The rustling sound of the young boy stepping on the snow outside the hall stopped.

Lu Xiuyuan listened to the crackling and peeling of the charcoal fire in the hall, and also heard the cold wind whizzing past the door. The young man was afraid of the cold, so he would shrink his neck and hiss slightly at this time.

He is very afraid of the cold.

It's freezing cold, but I come every day.

The young man outside waited for a while, probably knowing that he was not welcome, and quietly handed the soup cup to the maid of Fanyin Hall.

"This soup cools down quickly." Yuan Run instructed with familiarity, "If the Yaojun wants to drink it, remember to heat it up again."

After completing the task, he handed over the soup cup and was just about to leave, but he heard Lu Xiuyuan from the hall say, "Come in and sit down."

Yuan Run: "???"

Why don't you just go in and sit down?

He just came to spy on the military situation, why did he stay?Could it be that he saw through his little trick?

Yanchi will open soon, he has no time to delay!

Yuan Run's feet seemed to have taken root on the ground, but the maid holding the soup cup smiled and returned the things to Yuan Run, saying: "Congratulations, Mr. Jing! You are invited in by the Yaojun, so go quickly!"

Then considerately helped open the door and sent Yuan Run into the hall.

Yuan - self-defeating - Run dragged his heavy steps and reluctantly walked inside.

As soon as he entered the door, he smelled a strong smell of alcohol.He carefully raised his eyelids to look at Lu Xiuyuan, only to find that he was not reading a book today, but was sitting on a soft chair diagonally opposite, with wine warmed on the small case, and the aroma of the wine came out bit by bit from the steaming mist overflow.

Today's Lu Xiuyuan is very different.

"Sit down." Lu Xiuyuan casually raised his body from the desk, slowly stroking the wine glass with his beautiful hand, his eyes covered by the mask seemed to be fished out of the wine tank, lingering in the mist, The viewers couldn't help feeling dry in their hearts.

Yuan Run's body tensed up immediately.

He carefully served the soup, and sat obediently on the chair opposite.The aroma of the wine became more and more intense, and the hair on the forehead of the person opposite was a little loose, and two strands of hair hung down and stuck to the silver mask indiscriminately.

"Don't be so nervous." Lu Xiuyuan laughed hoarsely, "I won't eat you again."

It was clearly with a laughing voice, but Yuan Run felt chills down his spine—was Lu Xiuyuan laughing?Lu Xiuyuan laughed for the first time since he entered Wuyin Temple for so long, and it was still when he was drunk!What does he want to do, should he use the strength of alcohol to...

"Are you afraid of the dark?" The person on the opposite side suddenly asked, staring straight at the red family pattern on the center of Yuan Run's eyebrows, "Tell me, are you afraid of sleeping alone?"

The author has something to say: I am afraid, I suspect that you are greedy for my body.