Mozun, she came across from the Nvzun country

Chapter 442 A Visit to Ningdu 02
The winter morning came late, and smoke rose from the chimneys of the hotel.

Wu Xin had already stood in front of the door waiting, even though it was freezing cold, she was still wearing a thin white gauze and a white fox fur, her face was still as cold as snow, her long eyebrows were like light ink mist, her eyes There was a faint light.

The door opened slowly, and a purple figure strolled in.

"Master." Wuxin looked at the person close in front of her. She hadn't looked at the master seriously for six years. The distance so close at this moment, such an unparalleled elegance in the world, made her heart tremble, her feet took a step back involuntarily, and her clothes Gently brushes across the walls.

The sleeves of the clothes floated the air, and a slight fragrance wafted out, which seemed to be the fragrance of flowers or medicine, which permeated for a moment and then dissipated.

Qiongying frowned, breathed lightly, and stared at Wuxin for a moment. In the past six years, Wuxin has become more graceful and taller. And manners are impeccable.

Qiongying took a step forward, she was almost half a head taller than Wuxin, her figure almost enveloped Wuxin.

Wuxin felt flustered and bewildered for a moment, and took another step back involuntarily, her back touched the wooden post behind her, and her heel touched the edge of the wooden post, and there was no way to retreat.

"Don't move." Qiong Ying then took a step forward, only half a step away, and could smell the faint fragrance.

Wu Xin didn't move at all for a moment, she lowered her head and didn't dare to look directly, she could clearly see the silver thread embroidery on the purple brocade suit, and clearly felt the master's aura, which was cold and mysterious, almost suffocating her.

"Are you afraid of me?" Qiongying chuckled, Wuxin never seemed to be afraid of her, so it was difficult to make Wuxin flustered.

"Master, no." Wuxin replied without hesitation. Except when she first met her, the master had never been so close to her. Up to now, she still remembered that the master's hands were very cold, and the master's embrace was very cold, without a trace of smell, only the cold charm The breath, but it makes her feel at ease and nostalgic.

Qiongying stretched out her right hand and wrapped it around the back of Wuxin's head, her slender fingers picked up the white ribbon that tied her hair, the purple Chinese clothes brushed against the white gauze, the tip of her nose could almost touch Wuxin's hair.

Wuxin was shocked, her chin almost touched the master's shoulder and hair, and she, who was always calm and composed, suddenly lost her mind, and her fingers couldn't help but nervously grabbed the hem of the clothes.

Qiongying breathes gently, the light and quiet fragrance is like the fragrance of flowers and medicine. She herself is extremely disgusted with the smell of medicine, but this kind of fragrance does not have the bitterness and pungent smell of medicine, but it is very unique and fresh. She does not Resentment, even some liking.

Wuxin held her breath involuntarily, the bewitching breath entangled her, making her heart beat up and down, nothing in the world made her soul tremble more than this.

"What's the matter?" Qiong Ying asked softly, her fingers gently stroking the white ribbon, the texture was smooth and soft, probably like hair.

"Wu..." Wuxin lowered her eyes, her slender eyelashes fluttered slightly, she could hardly think, what happened to her?What's wrong?No, what's wrong with the master?
"Don't be nervous." Qiongying put down the ribbon, ran her fingertips through her unintentional hair, and concentrated on tasting this unique and fresh aroma.

Wuxin kept her head down, finally closed her eyes, gradually relaxed, and quietly felt the trembling feeling caused by this bewitching.

(End of this chapter)