Master, he never speaks

After half a month, Zhu Hanshuang has been taking good care of the hero.

Apart from giving Zhu Hanshuang a little reaction in the first few days, the male protagonist kept his expressionless face for the rest of the time, staring blankly at the ground.

Zhu Hanshuang: "Eat."

Zhu Hanshuang peeled off a glutinous rice dumpling, handed it to Zhu Jixiu's mouth, and said a precious word softly.

Zhu Jixiu didn't react much when he heard Zhu Hanshuang's voice, he just opened his mouth indifferently, and took a small bite of the glutinous rice balls, not to mention his aloofness.

Seeing such an indifferent and heartless male protagonist, Zhu Hanshuang still looks like a non-human being on the surface, but deep in her heart, she is already churning and rolling, and began to pour bitter water on the system:

Zhu Hanshuang: [What did I do wrong that made him dissatisfied!Am I not good enough to him, why doesn't he talk to me!Why!Why!Why! ! ! 】

It's rare for the system not to sarcastically ridicule its own host. In the past half a month, Zhu Hanshuang has seen Zhu Jixiu's well-being, so now he is a little bit apologetic for his own child:

System: [Frost, this male protagonist is too ignorant. You are the one who feeds him every day, you are the one who bathes him, and you are the one who wipes his tail and rubs his fur. How could the Lord not be moved at all! 】

Zhu Hanshuang felt so bitter, he had almost achieved the point of holding the hero's kindness in his palm, and almost kept it in his mouth, it was so good that it couldn't be better!

But in the past half month, the hero's reaction to Zhu Hanshuang can be said to be indifferent and ruthless.

Except for looking up at Zhu Hanshuang lightly from time to time, the rest of the behavior is always sitting quietly in one place, with a blank expression on his face, and does not communicate with anyone.

This can't help but make Zhu Hanshuang a little frustrated. Is it impossible for the hero to be softened by him in this life?

With this in mind, Zhu Hanshuang finished feeding the other party's whole glutinous rice dumpling with her own hands, and habitually raised her hand to hug the male lead into her arms, and took out a clean handkerchief to wipe Xiao Jixiu's mouth.

Zhu Hanshuang: How about... communicate with the hero?

Zhu Hanshuang lowered her head, looked at the indifferent male lead, frowned, and began to think deeply in her mind:

Zhu Hanshuang: How can I make the male protagonist understand my kindness and liking for him in just nine words, and explain that my reticence is not because I don't like him?

While Zhu Hanshuang was meditating, a clear and loud youthful voice suddenly came from outside the door.

Shen Qianche: "Master! I'm back!"

When hearing that voice, Zhu Hanshuang was stunned for a moment subconsciously. After two seconds, she finally came to her senses, and then her eyes lit up.

Besides the male lead, the person who came was his other favorite character in the novel "Fox Lord"——Zhu Hanshuang's second disciple, Shen Qianche.

Shen Qianche: "Master, I brought you a gift! Come and see it!"

The young man with an old mahogany sword on his back nimbly jumped in from the threshold. He was very good-looking, not a stunning and oppressive good-looking, but a sunny-looking one, especially those eyes, When she smiled, she seemed to be covered with stars, shining brightly.

In the original book, Shen Qianche is the only peerless genius who can stand shoulder to shoulder with the hero. He is gentle and beneficial to others, and has a kind heart. In modern terms, he is an excellent young man who absolutely conforms to the core values ​​of socialism. It is simply not to be liked too much up!

Originally, Zhu Hanshuang fell in love with Shen Qianche when he was reading this book, and since he came through, he has tried his best to be good to Shen Qianche.

So much so that when he saw Shen Qianche coming back, for the first time because of someone else, he took the male protagonist whom he had spoiled for half a month out of his arms, and casually and hastily put him on the stool next to him.

He didn't even look at whether the male lead was sitting still, so he quickly stood up from the stool, and impatiently walked towards Shen Qianche in front of the male lead.

Shen Qianche didn't notice the existence of Zhu Jixiu, he held a mahogany hairpin in his hand, hesitatingly stretched it out to Zhu Hanshuang, rubbed his nose in embarrassment, and said with a bright smile:

Shen Qianche: "Master, I know that you are not used to tying your hair, and you don't like tacky things like gold and silver jewelry, so when I went down the mountain to experience this time, I bought a mahogany hairpin for Master from the auction house. "

Perhaps because she was afraid that Zhu Hanshuang would dislike her, Shen Qianche hastily explained:

Shen Qianche: "This is a mahogany tree brought from the Peach Blossom Realm. I thought it was very rare, so I took it for Master. I hope Master, you don't dislike it!"

How could Zhu Hanshuang dislike it?

No matter whether this hairpin is made of some precious wood brought from Peach Blossom Realm, even if this hairpin is made of an inconspicuous tree stump by the side of the road, he will not dislike it.

What he was happy about was Shen Qianche's intention.

Zhu Hanshuang: "I like it very much."

No matter how happy she was in her heart, Zhu Hanshuang didn't have much ups and downs on the surface, but just to express that she was really happy, she used four words that were extremely cherished.

Afterwards, Zhu Hanshuang raised his hand to take off the ordinary white jade hairpin on his head, and suddenly three thousand soft blue hairs slid down the thin shoulder line. The thick and smooth black hair on the head was pulled up obediently.

That mahogany hairpin really matched Zhu Hanshuang's temperament, and his master's temperament was as dusty as snow. When he was sitting still, he looked like a flower on a high mountain, and when he was standing and admiring the moon, he looked like a thousand-year-old green pine under the moon.

The sword dance is even more beautiful, every movement and stillness are stunning in the world, the white clothes and black hair, the folds of the clothes are flying and folded like snow and moonlight flowing on the ground, shocking people's hearts.

Seeing that his master said four words rarely, and then directly put on the mahogany hairpin, Shen Qianche smiled embarrassedly at his master, this sunny smile instantly lit up the whole room.

But what Zhu Hanshuang and Shen Qianche didn't know was that during their "intimate conversation" just now, the male protagonist who had no reaction at first raised his head, and stared at them unblinkingly with dark red eyes.

For some reason, Zhu Jixiu felt that he was very upset now.

When I saw Zhu Hanshuang put herself on the chair casually, I was upset.

When I saw Zhu Hanshuang walking towards the boy quickly, I was upset.

Seeing that Zhu Hanshuang rarely said four words to the other party, I was upset.

When she saw Zhu Hanshuang holding the hairpin given by the other party on her head, she was upset.

Displeased, in short very displeased.

Zhu Jixiu licked the corner of his mouth, his eyes as dark as an abyss stared unblinkingly at Zhu Hanshuang's figure still facing away from him, and the fox ears on his head perched dangerously.

Zhu Jixiu: Liar.

Zhu Jixiu: Sure enough, you are no different from other people.