Qing Ben's black and cute demon concubine strikes

Chapter 9

This girl was different when she first met her, but later on her behavior attracted his attention even more. Not only was she not afraid of him, she had a bright smile, and she threatened to protect his girl, which he wanted.

Whether it's selfish or despicable, it's the first time he encounters such a different kind of pure warmth, and he wants to hold it in his own hands.

"Jiu'er." Seeing that Song Xueyi was silent, Sun Gulan set her eyes on Lingjiu.

Lingjiu held her head up, with an innocent and puzzled expression, "Yes, Aunt Sun?"

"Pfft." Hearing the young man's clear laughter, Sun Gulan forgot what she wanted to say, and looked at Song Xueyi in surprise.

Song Xueyi didn't explain to Sun Gulan why he was laughing, but Lingjiu noticed the way he was looking at him, was puzzled for a moment and then suddenly realized that he was laughing at herself.If she guessed right, what he was laughing at was her pretentiousness in front of others!

Recalling the first time the two met, she exposed her true nature in front of him, Lingjiu's eyes flashed, and she stared at him silently.

"Ahem, let's go back." Song Xueyi didn't hold back her smile, coughed twice, and stretched out her hand to Lingjiu.

Lingjiu looked at Luo Su and the others in amazement, and unconsciously put his hand into Song Xueyi's, thinking in his heart: Isn't Sun Gulan very concerned about this son? How can he be indifferent when he hears his cough? Isn't Russell and the others very good at observing words and expressions? , Why don't you know how to take a towel to wipe Song Xueyi's water, watching him dripping like this?

As she was thinking, Luo Su had handed Song Xueyi an umbrella respectfully.

Song Xueyi held the umbrella in one hand, took a step forward and then stopped, visually inspecting the wet puddles along the way, turned her head to Lingjiu and said, "I'll carry you away."

Lingjiu was startled, and glanced at him silently in the dark, with downcast eyes like a child's, and said softly: "Young master, don't be joking."

"It's not a joke." Song Xueyi threatened, let go of her hand, bent over to support her little butt, and hugged her into her arms.

Lingjiu was startled, kicked Song Xueyi's cheek instinctively, turned over and fell to the ground deftly, splashing water, dirtying the hem of the clothes.

"……"Oops!

A second later, Lingjiu realized what he had done, almost spat blood on his face, looked up, and saw the shining footprints on Song Xueyi's mask.

She had the urge to cover her face and howl like a wolf.Should she say, fortunately, the other party has the habit of wearing a mask! ?

"Could you please tell me next time you kick?" Song Xueyi took the initiative to break the silence.

With a voice as clear as rubbing jade, Lingjiu's defense was instantly broken, and he replied blankly, "I didn't do it on purpose."

"It doesn't matter on purpose." Song Xueyi laughed and bent down to hug her again.

This time Lingjiu rationally controlled his reflexes, tilted his head away from Song Xueyi's head, and said in a stiff tone: "I have legs."

"Yeah." Song Xueyi raised her face and said with a smile, "I can kick people's legs."

Lingjiu: "..." You will think he is gentle, but is she really blind?

"Hey, hold me by the neck, or I'll fall if I'm not stable..." Song Xueyi reminded her.

"Be good, sister." Lingjiu complained casually.

What responded to her was not anger, but the laughter of the boy Qingyue.

Lingjiu looked at him sideways, and saw his weird face through the mask, his crescent-shaped eyes, and his grinning lips, and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, thinking how cute it was when he smiled.

The two walked in front, completely forgetting about Sun Gulan and the others who were behind with dull faces.

After a while, Sun Gulan came back to her senses, summoned Mother Xin, frowned and asked, "What's going on?"

Nanny Xin shook her head, "I don't know, either!" She was even more surprised, didn't the eldest and young master want to chase Xiaojiu away just a moment ago, why is he so special to Xiaojiu now!
Sun Gulan understood that there must be some misunderstanding, so she didn't make things difficult for Madam Xin, and ordered everyone to return home.

Lingjiu was carried all the way by Song Xueyi and did not go back to Yuwanfang, but went directly to Xueyuan where Song Xueyi lived.

The Xueyuan sits on the east side, cobblestone roads, natural forest gardens, rockery chains, lotus ponds, water corridors, pavilions, attics, blue tiles, red lacquer and vermilion flower windows, in the dim drizzle, it is elegant and picturesque.

A sixteen or seventeen-year-old young woman stood under a building. She saw Song Xueyi walking towards her holding the dove in her arms, her eyes flashed with astonishment, and she hurriedly greeted her.

Song Xueyi said: "Prepare food, let the children like to eat."

Xiayan replied: "Yes."

"Huh?" Lingjiu looked at Xiayan calmly, until she was carried into the room by Song Xueyi, and her sight was blocked by the door.

"What's wrong?" Song Xueyi put the umbrella aside.

Lingjiu thought that he would let go of herself, but who knew that he would still hold on to her. With his sickly body, it was not easy to drag her ass with one hand along the way.

Anyway, they have already hugged her, and Lingjiu doesn't mind holding her for a little longer.She even adapted very quickly. At the beginning, she resisted the instinct to leave, and after she gradually got used to Song Xueyi's body temperature and contact, she would adjust her sitting posture to find the most comfortable position, and put all her body weight on Song Xueyi's body. .

As I said last time, this guy is lazy. Unless necessary, she will never sit if she can lie down, never stand if she can sit, and never run if she can stand...

However, this guy still doesn't admit it, and feels good about himself.

"She is very good at kungfu." Lingjiu looked at the layout of the room, was carried by Song Xueyi into a curtain, and then saw a three-meter-wide square bath, "much better than the first-class guards of the Song family's martial arts." .”

At this moment, Song Xueyi put her down, let her sit on the couch covered with soft fur cushions, squatted down to keep her eye level, and asked, "How does Jiu'er know?"

Lingjiu's eyes flickered lightly, and she found that she liked the boy's conversation with her on an equal eye level, but she was not stupid, and understood that the boy's behavior was a kind of condescension.At least logically speaking, the status of the two of them should be master and servant now, and as the master, he doesn't need to be like this at all.

As expected of the person she fell in love with, he is really sensible.Lingjiu thought happily, and naturally stretched out her hand to caress the young man's wet hair, and said with a smile, "I can tell."

The temperament of a martial arts practitioner is different from that of ordinary people. The stronger the internal strength of martial arts, the stronger the 'qi', which can be seen from the individual's body steps.

"Jiu'er is amazing." Song Xueyi narrowed his eyes.

Lingjiu's hand touching his head turned into a brain and flicked on his mask, "What's the matter with this coaxing tone?"

Song Xueyi laughed.The girl in front of her is clearly a child, but she doesn't know that the more she refuses to admit it, the more cute she is, which makes people laugh.

"Why are you undressing my clothes?" Lingjiu found another problem.

Song Xueyi said: "Take a bath."

Lingjiu was speechless, with a natural tone, pulled his hand away, and was about to get up from the couch, "Wash it if you want, why untie my clothes."

(End of this chapter)