Master, he never speaks

System: [Frost, if you want Zhu Jixiu's blackening value to become 100%, it's actually very simple, you just need to kill his heart. 】

Zhu Hanshuang: [Zhu... Xin? 】

System: [Yes, by making Zhu Jixiu angry, our goal has been achieved. 】

System: [We can do this...]

The small system quickly explained its countermeasures to Zhu Hanshuang, and after a while, Zhu Hanshuang heard the voice of Zhu Jixiu coming back from outside.

The other party went out for a whole morning, this kind of situation is rare, even if Zhu Hanshuang's ankle was chained by him, even if he had blocked Zhu Hanshuang's spiritual power, Zhu Jixiu would still be afraid.

He was afraid that Zhu Hanshuang would leave him again.

He was afraid that Zhu Hanshuang would not want him anymore.

Zhu Jixiu: "Master, are you awake?"

Zhu Jixiu pushed open the door, and saw Zhu Hanshuang sitting on the bed, wearing a white coat, and his figure was a little thinner. Looking at Zhu Hanshuang's thin shoulders, Zhu Jixiu frowned.

Zhu Jixiu: "I bought some pastries for Master, would you like to have a taste?"

It turned out that the reason why Zhu Jixiu didn't stay by Zhu Hanshuang's side when he went out so early in the morning was because he went to the Beihai market to buy pastries, and all he bought were Zhu Hanshuang's favorite pastries.

Zhu Jixiu: "Master, don't you like pear flower cake the most? The freshly baked pear flower cake I bought is still hot. Master, would you like to eat some?"

Zhu Jixiu calmed down, he knew that the relationship between himself and Zhu Hanshuang was very tense now, and Zhu Hanshuang hadn't spoken to him for a whole month.

No matter what methods he tried, Zhu Hanshuang just didn't say a word to him. This feeling of being ignored made Zhu Jixiu very uncomfortable.

Zhu Hanshuang: "..."

The master turned his head away, not to look at the dim sum in Zhu Jixiu's hand. He had complained about Zhu Jixiu and hated Zhu Jixiu in his heart, but in the end he couldn't resist his soft heart and helplessness towards Zhu Jixiu .

If it wasn't for the two missions of the main god, Zhu Hanshuang would choose to use a reconciliation method to get along with Zhu Jixiu again.

But there are no ifs in this matter, he must complete the mission of the Lord God, and he must successfully rescue Zhu Jixiu.

Zhu Jixiu: "Master, just have a taste, okay?"

Zhu Jixiu smiled wryly, and he handed the pastry to Zhu Hanshuang's lips. The sweet pear blossom pastry lingered on the tip of Zhu Hanshuang's nose, which could arouse people's appetite.

In the past, when he was still in Jiange, Zhu Jixiu knew that Zhu Hanshuang liked to eat some small pastries after meals, so he would always make a lot of pear cakes for Zhu Hanshuang, put them in small boxes, and Zhu Hanshuang could eat them whenever he wanted.

Zhu Hanshuang: "In the past... these two words are so nostalgic."

Zhu Hanshuang was afraid that after seeing Zhu Jixiu's eyes, he would involuntarily soften his heart, so he turned his head slightly and closed his eyes.

Leave Zhu Jixiu with an appearance of completely refusing to communicate.

Zhu Jixiu: "..."

Looking at Zhu Hanshuang's appearance, Zhu Jixiu's eyes darkened, he took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the irritability that gradually surged up in his heart, rubbed the corner of Zhu Hanshuang's lips with the pastry, and said in a low voice:

Zhu Jixiu: "Master, take a bite, okay, huh?"

The pastry crumbs stuck to Zhu Hanshuang's lips, and he still responded to Zhu Jixiu's expectation with silence, neither refusing nor accepting, because he was afraid that his refusal would make Zhu Jixiu feel mad and angry, and his long and warped Eyelashes trembled uneasily.

Zhu Jixiu: "..."

Zhu Jixiu just stared at Zhu Hanshuang for a long while, Zhu Hanshuang didn't eat, he just raised his hand like this, there was a kind of awkwardness that if Zhu Hanshuang didn't take a bite, he wouldn't withdraw his hand today.

Under the stalemate between the two, time seemed to slow down. Neither of them backed down first, and the originally hot pear cake was slowly cooled.

Slowly cooling down, also has the heart of Zhu Jixiu.

Zhu Jixiu: "Master, what else do I have to do to warm your heart? What do I have to pay back so that you can truly forgive me?"

Zhu Jixiu really didn't know how to face Zhu Hanshuang anymore. He couldn't see Zhu Hanshuang being indifferent to him, but sometimes he couldn't help the anger in his heart, and subconsciously did things to Zhu Hanshuang that shouldn't be done.

Zhu Jixiu: "What else should I do..."

Zhu Jixiu couldn't figure it out anymore, he lowered his eyes to hide the disappointment in his eyes, when he was about to withdraw his hand, the pastry in his hand suddenly moved.

Zhu Jixiu: "!"

It turned out that Zhu Hanshuang took a small bite of the pear cake. Although it was only a very small bite, it made Zhu Jixiu's heart alive.

Zhu Jixiu: "..."

Zhu Jixiu couldn't help laughing, it can be said that this was Zhu Hanshuang's first response to him in this month, but Zhu Jixiu was so happy.

Instead of forcing Zhu Hanshuang to eat it, he casually stuffed the pastry into his mouth and smiled brightly at Zhu Hanshuang.

With such a small reaction, Zhu Jixiu was about to go crazy with joy.

Zhu Jixiu: "If Master doesn't want to eat it, then don't eat it."

Zhu Hanshuang closed his eyes and leaned against the head of the bed, the sweet and greasy smell of pear blossom slowly spread on the tip of his tongue, he knew that his soft heart just now was really unreasonable.

Zhu Jixiu: "Master, when I went to the street, I saw this hairpin. I think it suits you very well."

Zhu Jixiu took out a very delicate and beautiful hairpin from his bosom. Judging from the material and workmanship, that hairpin must not be cheap, and Zhu Jixiu must have found it on purpose.

Zhu Jixiu: "I'll put it on for Master, okay?"

Zhu Hanshuang didn't speak, but Zhu Jixiu started to move independently. He combed Zhu Hanshuang's hair patiently and meticulously, and then used the hairpin to skillfully gather Zhu Hanshuang's hair.

Zhu Jixiu: "It's so beautiful."

Zhu Jixiu's vision is really good, he knows what kind of jewelry Zhu Hanshuang likes, and he also knows what kind of jewelry is suitable for Zhu Hanshuang.

The patterns on this hairpin are not particularly exquisitely carved, but instead have a sense of freedom and leisure, which is especially suitable for Zhu Hanshuang's temperament.

Zhu Jixiu: "Master, do you like it?"

Zhu Jixiu liked the way Zhu Hanshuang was now covered with his own scent from head to toe. He held Zhu Hanshuang in his arms, and buried his cheeks into Zhu Hanshuang's neck as he did when he was a child, gently rubbing rubbed.

Zhu Hanshuang: "..."

Zhu Hanshuang's heart is complicated now, he raised his hand subconsciously, and touched the hairpin on his head with his fingertips, feeling cold to the touch.

Zhu Jixiu was afraid that Zhu Hanshuang would do some bad things with sharp sharp objects, so he took away all the sharp things in the room, not even a mirror for Zhu Hanshuang.

But today this hairpin...

Is it really Zhu Jixiu's mistake?