Reborn Pretty Demon Concubine

Chapter 12 I Made Her Wear It
Probably because she hadn't rested for too long, Xia Jinmo slept very deeply that night, when she woke up, the sun was already high, and it was shining on the bed through the window, but something blocked it into a shadow.

"It's time to work." Before Xia Jinmo could find the source of the shadow blocking the sun, she was startled by Han Jian's icy voice, and couldn't help but gather the quilt.

"Han Jian, will you knock on the door?" Xia Jinmo really had enough of seeing ghosts appearing again and again. Seeing Han Jian who was sitting by the bed with an expressionless face, she couldn't help it. roared angrily.

"I said this is my palace." Han Jian turned his head, still disapproving, and his voice was still lukewarm.

"Well, I get it, but even if it's your palace, we should respect other people's personal privacy. Don't say that it's not good for you to barge in suddenly while I'm taking a shower. It's just sleeping or something. You suddenly appeared in front of me like this. I'll scare you half to death." Xia Jinmo was so angry that her teeth were itching, but she couldn't say what was wrong with what he said, not to mention that she was really living with someone else, so she had to endure it and pull out as much as possible. A smile.

"You are my princess." Han Jian obviously understood Xia Jinmo's words, and didn't feel that he violated her privacy.

Xia Jinmo originally wanted to say no, but thinking that she might not get any benefits in the end, she had to endure it again, and then smiled, and said, "Then, did you bring me a change of clothes, mine?" Your Excellency?"

"Xian'er hasn't come yet, I'm very busy." Han Jian stood up, turned his head and replied Xia Jinmo lightly.

"What?" Xia Jinmo's eyes were wide open, she had no clothes, how could he tell her to work, could she just wear his long robe that dragged to the ground, but Han Jian didn't give her time to complain, he Has turned around and left the door.

This is the first time Xia Jinmo has met such a difficult person. He is not rambunctious, he won't stalk you, he doesn't talk too much, and he is even terrifyingly quiet. If you practice swords by his side, he can even She doesn't say a word for a day, but once she says the last sentence, no one can find a word of rebuttal. She feels that if this continues, if she doesn't get suffocated, she will probably be pissed off by him. It seems that she really has to work hard to make her Grow yourself up, get out of here early, get rid of this kind of life.

"Master's clothes? Who told you to touch your clothes?" Xia Jinmo was still sitting by the bed thinking about how to improve her abilities. Bai Xian'er came in. When she saw Xia Jinmo when she entered the door, it was like seeing Xia Jinmo. Like a monster, he yelled at her.

"Did you bring my clothes here?" Xia Jinmo was not in the mood to bicker after being overwhelmed by the cold sword aura, and ignored Bai Xian'er's surprised expression.

"Master hates others touching his things the most. Who told you to wear his clothes? Who told you to touch your things?" Bai Xianer yelled at Xia Jinmo angrily, but did not answer her words. Seeing Xia Jinmo looking at her like an idiot, not only did she not feel that there was anything wrong, but she even yelled harder, and even reached out to pull her clothes.

"I made her wear it." Han Jian came out at the right time to relieve Xia Jinmo, but Xia Jinmo's face was not grateful, she just looked at the two quietly, Bai Xian'er was dumbfounded, and opened her eyes. Mouth looked at Han Jian in disbelief, but Han Jian's face was still calm as always.

"I'm not very picky, but I never wear other people's clothes without permission, especially men's." Xia Jinmo raised her head, gave Bai Xian'er a cold look and said.

She will not be as cold and quiet as Han Jian, but she will also be angry, especially when she is not in a good mood and yell at her.

"Xian'er people are more straightforward." One day passed quickly, and Xia Jinmo was like Han Jian for the first time, not saying a word all day long, which made Han Jian feel that something was wrong, and it was the first time he took the initiative to chat with her stand up.

"I just hope that we can make our relationship clearer. You didn't want to marry me, right? And there is nothing between us, so we still have to pay attention, keep a good distance from each other, and don't make outsiders misunderstand. , I can't tell the truth from the fake." Xia Jinmo hugged the book in front of her, then raised her head, and said to Han Jian very seriously.

Han Jian's behavior in the past two days made her feel fear and irritability. There is no bottom line for two people to be together. Even if they do nothing, people will be misunderstood. If you make trouble, if you don't make it right, you will get yourself into a situation where you can't tell the truth from the fake.

"I just think it's safer." Han Jian looked at Xia Jinmo quietly, and then raised his head and said calmly after a long time, not feeling at all that he had reached the bottom line between the two of them.

Hearing what he said, Xia Jinmo couldn't say anything more. After all, Han Jian really didn't do anything, so he had to remain silent again.

Time passed quietly like this, and it has been many days in the blink of an eye. Xia Jinmo has been practicing sword with Han Jian for nearly two months. During this time, Han Jian seldom rests, but Xia Jinmo almost every night They are all resting, unless there is a sword made and Han Jian is too busy, she will delay the rest time. Since that time, Han Jian has been careful a lot, although it is still the same, but when Xia Jinmo is resting, he If he wanted to find her, he really knew how to knock on the door. Han Jian would take a break occasionally, mostly during the day, and he had a good grasp of his time, never calling him by Xia Jinmo.

In these days, Xia Jinmo's swordsmanship has never gradually improved to the first level of swordsmanship, and she just missed the competition to get the so-called swordsmanship certificate.

The competition is coming soon, Han Jian intends to completely train Xia Jinmo into a swordsmanship, not a sword boy, so he not only taught her how to make a fire, and the order of putting away the equipment, but also taught her how to choose equipment, Xia Jinmo also studied sword making and handprints very seriously. Although she didn't expect to get any results in this competition, learning sword making is a craft, and she won't be afraid of starving to death when she goes out in the future.

"Han Jian, I thought of something." Xia Jinmo, who was concentrating on adding equipment to Han Jian, was about to help when she suddenly saw a magic core dropped by Han Jian, which made her think of a key thing. thing.

"What's the matter?" Han Jian was still busy in his hands, and he didn't think that Xia Jinmo had any serious business, so he asked casually.

"Do you still remember that the person who attacked me that day was a member of Yihuizong?" Xia Jinmo walked to Han Jian's side. Many days passed in the blink of an eye, Xia Jinmo almost forgot, if it wasn't for just now Seeing that Han Jian added a magic core to the sword that was about to be refined, she suddenly remembered something, so she probably ignored it.

(End of this chapter)