The sadistic beauty has taken a fancy to me [Transmigration Book]

Liang Zhaoge was very close to him. Although his face was covered with tulle, he seemed to be able to see the star-like eyes under the tulle at a glance.

Dan lips parted slightly, and he asked, "Xiao Jiu, do you think I can catch this handful of sand?"

Zhu Jiuci heaved a sigh of relief, and tapped the beauty's shoulder to push him away. It turned out that he wanted to discuss philosophical issues with him, but just now he thought that Liang Zhaoge was dissatisfied with the assessment system and wanted to throw sand on him.

To ensure his own safety and security, Zhu Jiuci began to talk endlessly.

The texture of white sand is soft, the particles are small and smooth, and it is very easy to slip out from the gap between the fingers when the palm is closed.

If you don't think about it so much, just follow the old saying, the more you want to grab something, the tighter you grab it, the faster you run.

"So what does the young man mean, the more you try to hold on to him, the more you can't hold him?"

Zhu Jiuci nodded, and realized that the man couldn't see, and added, "Can Zhaoge just try?"

The beauty clenched her palms tightly, her fingertips turned blue and white, but the fine sand kept falling down, making a mess on the clean table.

I panicked for a while.

Seeing his bewildered look, Zhu Jiuci suddenly felt a little funny, it was obviously the most obvious truth, but this man never seemed to know it.

Kong has a beautiful face and excellent piano skills, but no common sense at all. It seems that God is fair.

Zhu Jiuci grinned and went to prepare the fourth small jar, but Liang Zhaoge beside him spread his hands, and Baisha poured all over the table at once.

"Zhaoge!"

Why are you so naughty!

Liang Zhaoge didn't care, and stretched out his hands to fumble on the table. His fingertips accidentally touched the bottles and cans, and they fell all over the table.

Zhu Jiuci pressed the man's hands that were acting out of control, "What is Zhaoge looking for?"

The beauty ignored him, still blindfolded and looking around on the table.

Finally, he found a small bottle, picked it up and shook it by his ear, as if he was sure it was what he was looking for, pinched the small cap with his fingertips and threw it aside.

The bottle was tipped over, and the transparent liquid fell on the white sand pile, stirring up a little dust, and the tabletop immediately became mud.

"!"

Zhu Jiuci hastily stopped Liang Zhaoge, "What are you doing!"

The beauty deftly broke free from his hands, and stretched out her white and clean fingertips to grab the mud.

The white sand and clear water are mixed together like a paste, and the beauty's fingertips are turning clouds and rains in it, just like the breeze passing through the lotus pond, the branches and stems vibrate.

The beauty smiled slightly, as if she was very satisfied with the little quagmire she made.

Zhu Jiuci looked away in disgust.

The sounds of children playing around in the streets and alleys came into the house again, and Zhu Jiuci really felt that Liang Zhaoge was not as sensible as them.

The assessment could not be carried out for the time being, and the beauty was still happily mixing the mud, her slender fingertips dangling in the mud, which was really charming.

Obviously it is the god who plays fairy music in the sky, but he comes here to stir up this muddy water.

Zhu Jiuci sighed, probably the most mind-strengthening thing in the world is playing mud with a peerless beauty.

I had a lot of fun.

The crooked bottles and cans, the mud on the table and the dirty hands of the beauties are almost invisible.

Zhu Jiuci broke down a little bit, and in the end he just broke the jar and let him go.

Fortunately, he was the only one who saw this matter. If the people knew that the god they worshiped and the only Da Si Le in the capital had such a temperament, they would not know how desperate they would be.

"Xiao Jiu."

Zhu Jiuci raised his eyes and looked over. The beauty picked up her fingertips, as if she finally realized that the mud stained her hands was uncomfortable.

"Hmph." Zhu Jiuci didn't bother to talk to him, so just bear with it.

Heck, the beauty grabbed his hands.

"Liang Zhaoge!" Zhu Jiu resigned.

The sludge is cold and cold, and it is extremely slippery on the hands. When you feel it carefully, the tiny particles rub against the skin slightly, and there is a slight itchiness.

Regardless of these weird touches, the beauty actually grabbed a large handful of mud and wiped it on his hands!

Sticky and cold, his hands suddenly became heavy.

The tingling numbness rushed from the top of the head all the way down the spine, and goose bumps appeared on his body.

Zhu Jiuci's magic power was sealed by the touch of his hands, and he sat stiffly on the spot watching Liang Zhaoge lower his head and earnestly wipe mud on his hands.

It has to be said that the wiping is quite methodical, comparable to the wall builders on West Street, and probably also learned from Liang Zhaoge when the Xiyuan was overhauled a few days ago.

The beauty slowly finished blurring, and even stepped back a little, widening her horizons to appreciate carefully.

Zhu Jiuci was wandering in the sky, thinking about how to fight back, Liang Zhaoge's words were too much!

Don't even think about practicing the piano for a month!

"Xiao Jiu try."

Zhu Jiuci came back to his senses, "Try what?" He tried hard to look at the man, but unfortunately the man couldn't see the expression with his eyes covered.

The beauty didn't answer, she stretched out her hands to hold his hands, wrapping them up and clenching them tightly.

Zhu Jiuci felt his ten knuckles tightly curled up together, the greasy fine sand flowing between his fingertips, the dense touch resisted the too slippery between their hands, and he couldn't tell whether it was the person's skin or the Creamy fine sand.

"Look, Xiao Jiu, hold it."

Zhu Jiuci was taken aback.

Looking at the table, there was really no fine sand at all, and all the fine sand that had turned into mud was wrapped in the hands of the two of them, holding each other tightly, but none of them could escape.

Zhu Jiuci could vaguely touch what Liang Zhaoge wanted to express, but he couldn't make it out clearly, and the man's eyes couldn't see clearly through a layer of veil.

How can someone be so stubborn, just want to prove that he can hold a handful of illusory sands tightly.

Only he can come up with such a weird method, even if he turns the sand into sticky mud, he must prove that he can hold it in his hands.

Zhu Jiuci was probably about to feel the meaning of the beauty, but Liang Zhaoge suddenly led him to stand up, and led him to the side of the pool with his familiarity.

Zhu Jiuci woke up with a start when his hands were immersed in the cold pool water. Liang Zhaoge didn't look like he was blindfolded all the way up and down the steps!

Thinking about what happened, the matter of the mud was thrown out of the blue.

"Are you lying to me!"

"Injustice."

Zhu Jiuci reached out and tore off the beauty's veil, and saw a pair of wet eyes.

Sure enough, he was extremely wronged, and he looked completely wronged.

Zhu Jiuci regretted taking off the veil prematurely, and now facing this pair of soul-stirring eyes, he couldn't judge what the other party said clearly.

"Zhaoge never lied to the young master."

Zhu Jiuci snorted, "You didn't lie last time?"

"No." The beauty was really wronged this time.

With red fingertips, he pulled his sleeves, "Zhaoge really knows that it is Lamei. The little grandpa didn't say that he touched it with his hands. He can't touch it with his fingertips, but he still has eyes, nose and ears. He can't feel all the five senses." closed."

The beauty twisted her body and felt wronged.

Zhu Jiuci was defeated and defeated.

That's it.

The two had been playing in the court until dusk, and when they returned to the warm room, the strong warmth wrapped around their frozen hands, Zhu Jiuci realized that he was actually bewitched by that person, and he was left alone in the cold. After playing for the whole afternoon in winter, he was tricked into allowing the man to put his hand into the cold pool water!

With such a weak body, Liang Zhaoge would cough a little even if he touched a little cold water in summer, not to mention the severe winter in the twelfth lunar month.

Zhu Jiuci was really angry this time.

Liang Zhaoge also seemed to see the anger of the other party. He sat obediently by the tea table and waited for the lecture. He was gurgling hot water beside him, ready to make a cup of tea for that person at any time, and extinguish it when the small volcano was about to erupt. Save your life.

Zhu Jiuci summoned more than a dozen servants to bring the silver bone charcoal bestowed by the palace, and set the small house on fire.

Speaking of silver bone charcoal, I have to mention that the Duke's Mansion lacks everything except charcoal.This is a tradition left by the fourth generation of the Zhu family.

Those who practice martial arts stress that summer is not afraid of heat, and winter is not afraid of cold. I wish everyone in the family to exercise their children and grandchildren's strong minds. Unless they catch up with the severe winter that occurs once in ten years, they do not light charcoal fires in ordinary winter.

In the generation of the Grand Duke, because of a young master who is not good at martial arts, he had to break the rules of his ancestors.

For this reason, the Duke of the country suffered for a long time, and he bowed his head and knelt in the ancestral hall for seven days, sighing every day that he was sorry for his ancestors.

Zhu Jiuci naturally knew that it should not be too much, so the Duke's Mansion only used the bituminous coal used by ordinary people, and it was not too hot to burn in winter.

It was hard for him to beat around the bush from Pei Heng to report to the Holy Master, and he finally got the best silver charcoal.

However, the amount of imperial gifts is small after all, and it can only be used for a few days in the severe winter.

It doesn't matter to Zhu Jiuci himself, he doesn't care too much about hot and cold spots, but Liang Zhaoge can't be too cold.

His weak body and bones would sway when the wind blows. If his body was frozen due to the lack of charcoal in the Duke's mansion, Zhu Jiuci would really scratch his heart and lungs.

The boiling water boiled, and Liang Zhaoge poured the water onto the sea of ​​tea with a small copper pot.

The steaming hot water rolled down all the way, but this time it did not pass by the tea pet, and poured down all the way without hindrance.

"Where's the cat?"

"lost."

Zhu Jiuci was dumbfounded, when did this person have the problem of throwing things away.

It's okay to lose Lu Yin last time, after all, even a tea pet that has been sitting on the tea table all year round can be lost with a piece of thin paper!

What's wrong.

Afraid that the beauty would be sad, Zhu Jiuci said, "I will accompany you to Liulichang to buy some of them some other day?"

"No."

"Really don't want it?" Zhu Jiuci didn't believe it. The little tea cat must be the treasure in Liang Zhaoge's heart. When he came out of the Red Square, he brought a cat and a painting, not even clothes. letter.

"No." Liang Zhaoge pursed his lips, and realized something after a while, "If you don't want Xiao Jiu, will you accompany me to Liulichang?"

Zhu Jiuci chuckled, as expected he still loves him, this person is really awkward, he didn't say anything when he clearly wanted it.

"Zhaoge wants to go, of course."

"Then—Xiao Jiu isn't angry anymore?" the beauty poked her head.

Zhu Jiuci patted his paw on the table, "Go back and sit down."

Liang Zhaoge went back listlessly, staring at him next to the smoking small silver stove.

"Is it cold?"

"It's not cold." Liang Zhaoge came over again, looking at him with bright eyes, "The silver charcoal on the [-]th was burned ahead of time, what should I do in those few days?"

Zhu Jiuci glared at him, some people are acting good when they get cheap!

"I can't freeze you." Zhu Jiuci curled his lips, but he really began to think about where to find silver bone charcoal.

Liang Zhaoge stood up Yingying, walked behind Zhu Jiuci and put his hands together, and he hid the little man under his sleeves.

"If there is no charcoal, I can only hug Xiao Jiu to keep warm."

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