Quickly Transmigrate: A Tsundere God Always Asks For A Hug

Chapter 7 The Flower Demon (7)

Hearing this, Nan Xin froze suddenly.

"..."

Nan Xin was stunned for a few seconds on the surface, but in fact his brain was running fast.

How to do how to do? ? ?
I giao, this bug can be found by him.

Is this person so strict? ? ?
So what should she do in the future, a logical bastard? ? ?
No, no, what should I do now? ? ?
Yan Yichi looked at her for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled lightly.

Nan Xin was a little dazed, and raised her head to see his expression.

"If you are a demon, you should learn things quickly."

Nan Xin was slightly taken aback. He meant that there was a reason why he thought her handwriting was good?
Or……

Are you making excuses for her?
Nan Xin didn't let go of this opportunity, and immediately nodded in response: "Ah, yes, yes, yes, our monster race learns new things very quickly."

Yan Yichi hummed, and said nothing more.

"Write a few more words."

Nan Xin: "Well, what are you writing?"

"my name."

Nan Xin's pupils widened slightly, a little surprised, "What?"

Yan Yichi: "Write my name, Yan Yichi."

As he said that, he was afraid that Nan Xin would not know which three words they were, so he deliberately wrote them down first.

Yan Yichi's handwriting is more casual and elegant, flying like a phoenix and flying like a phoenix, without losing its strength of character, and it looks tight.

"Write it."

Lifting the pen, Yan Yichi spoke to Nan Xin lightly.

Nan Xin: "Oh..."

Nan Xin glanced at his name, and then carefully wrote the three words Yan Yichi according to the appearance of Yan Yichi's writing.

"It's done."

Yan Yichi turned his head sideways, and his eyes moved to the rice paper.

The names of Nanxin and Yan Yichi both came from the hand of one person.

They are lined up side by side, and the warm and warm sunshine sprinkles golden light, embellishing them, as if walking around a layer of gold.

Yan Yichi said lightly: "Well, not bad."

Being praised, Nanxin smiled.

"Be good in the future."

Hearing this, Nan Xin was a little dazed, raised her clear and bright eyes, and looked at Yan Yichi puzzled.

"what?"

Yan Yichi didn't intend to explain, took the pen in her hand and continued to write.

Nan Xin wrinkled her nose and didn't ask any more questions.

After obediently changing back to the cat shape, she lay down next to Yan Yichi's hand and took a nap.

After a while, Nan Xin fell asleep.

The sun is comfortable, the soft hair is drooping, the blue eyes are slightly closed, the breathing is very soft, and the snow-white beard and hair on the tip of the nose are very cute.

Yan Yichi suddenly felt a weight on his hand, and when he touched the soft hair, he paused slightly, and then continued to move his right hand.

While Nan Xin was asleep, Yan Yichi barely moved his left hand.

With the window open, the gentle spring breeze pours in one after another, and the fine dust in the air slowly floats. The peach blossom trees outside the window fall to the ground with pink petals, but the peach blossoms on the branches are still rippling with the wind.

The atmosphere is comfortable and natural, and the frame is beautiful.

When Nan Xin woke up, the sun was already high in the sky, and it was already noon.

She moved her stiff neck, and later realized that her head was lying on Yan Yichi's hand just now.

Nan Xin: "..."

Yan Yichi felt the weight in his hand suddenly disappear, raised his eyelids, and looked at her.

"Did you sleep well?"

Nan Xin coughed twice, and said in a low voice, "It's quite comfortable."

Yan Yichi snorted lightly, but said nothing else.

Nan Xin sniffed, sat on the table for a while, then turned and left.

She easily jumped over the fence in the yard, her figure was extremely light.

Yan Yichi glanced at it, then looked away.

……

Nan Xin has been here for nearly half a month. During the day, she turned into a cat and accompanied Yan Yichi, and at night, she went back to the peach blossom tree.

Occasionally, I will come out for a stroll at night, but the frequency is very small.

On this day, Nan Xin had nothing to do, so she went out for a walk.

For some reason, Yan Yichi was not in the room tonight.

But this was exactly what Nan Xin wanted. She managed to catch the opportunity of Yan Yichi's absence, and planned to search inside to see if she could find the jade whistle.

Although it is unlikely that Yan Yichi, the jade whistle, will leave it in the room, Nan Xin still wants to give it a try.

The doors and windows were closed tightly, and there was no candlelight inside, only the bright moonlight outside faintly leaked in.

In order to deceive people, Nan Xin still turned into a cat, opened the door cautiously, jumped in, and turned into a human after the door was closed.

On the table, in the cabinet, even Nan Xin went to Yan Yichi's bedroom, but there was no trace of the jade whistle.

In fact, Nan Xin had never seen Yan Yichi take out the jade whistle. He just looked for it based on his own imagination, but he couldn't find such a jade whistle anywhere.

Suddenly, there was a gust of wind blowing from the peach blossom tree in the courtyard, and the petals rustled down.

Nan Xin is originally a peach blossom demon, and has a close relationship with the peach blossom tree.

Her hand that was looking for something stopped immediately, almost the moment Yan Yichi pushed the door and entered, she transformed back into a cat body in an instant.

Seeing her, Yan Yichi frowned lightly, and kissed with thin lips: "Why are you here?"

Nan Xin trotted to him in a fawning manner, raised her head, and said obediently, "I'm here to play with you."

As he spoke, he transformed from a cat body into a human form.

It was rare for Nan Xin to turn into his original face in front of Yan Yichi. Yan Yichi raised his eyebrows alone, as if he didn't continue to ask any more questions.

"Where have you been?" Nan Xin followed him curiously and asked.

Yan Yichi glanced at her indifferently, and calmly put an object on the table back to its original position.

Then he sat on the chair and tapped the table lightly with his slender fingertips.

Nan Xin could see clearly that under his moon-white skirt, there was a jade ring on his left middle finger, which was spotless and white, with a faint turquoise inner layer, as if it was natural, which set off his fingers even more beautifully. .

Yan Yichi answered her question: "I went for a walk."

Nan Xin frowned, obviously not believing his nonsense.

Do you see yourself as someone who would take a leisurely walk?

Even if Nan Xin didn't believe it, there was nothing he could do. Yan Yichi didn't intend to explain anything.

"You... you have something pretty in your hands."

Nan Xin coughed twice and changed the subject.

Yan Yichi's exquisite eyebrows drooped, his fingers caressed the jade ring, and the tip of his nose responded faintly.

Nan Xin touched her nose, feeling that the atmosphere was not right, so she immediately found an excuse and ran away.

After she left, Yan Yichi raised his eyelids and looked at the rice paper on his right hand, on which were the words Yan Yichi written by Nan Xin.

He turned his head sideways and narrowed his eyes slightly in the direction of Nan Xin's departure.

Tsk, the house cat is not good.

……

The next day.

Yan Yichi was the same as before, he got up early to practice swords, then went back to read books, and practice calligraphy in his spare time.

But after Nan Xin's observation for a period of time, he would occasionally go to the mountain behind the villa to see what he was doing specifically. Nan Xin hadn't followed up to see him, for fear of being suspected by this suspicious man.

　As for my babies, the stand-alone machine is really good and has no power.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)