The spoon was stuffed into his hand: "I don't want it."
"spoon."
"No no no."
The two stood in a stalemate for a while, and suddenly there was a sound, and they all stopped, because the monster aura was too strong, too strong to be ignored. Shaozi swayed, and he was already lying outside Tianzihao's room, poked a small hole, there was no demon, but there was a demonic aura. After sneaking in, the girl had already fallen asleep, and the evil spirit filled the whole room, almost choking her nose.
The scholar held her hand so that she would not run away in a blink of an eye. The warm grasp came, and the spoon immediately pulled his hand away, almost kicking him, half-hearted pervert!
The scholar is very helpless, today's spoon is very strange.
Spoon took a few steps forward, paused, and stared at the scroll on the package. Stepping closer, the evil spirit really spread from here. He stretched out his hand to poke her, but the scholar hurriedly shook her hand and retracted it. This evil spirit is unusual, and it is not something that a spoon can control. This time Shaozi obediently obeyed him, she still didn't have to question the scholar's ability.
The scholar took her hand and went out, returned to the room, and asked the spoon as soon as he entered, "What's in that scroll?"
"I don't know yet, it's just that the demon is powerful, so don't touch it."
The spoon shook: "Don't let it stay there? There are still a bunch of monsters in the backyard. What if I accidentally touch it?"
The scholar thought for a moment, and it was really not good to let it stay there: "Go to sleep, I'll go and have a look."
"I'll go with you." Seeing that the hand was still holding the spoon, he pulled it back and ran over.
The scholar felt that it was necessary to talk to her after the matter was resolved... No, I'll talk about it when I get back. In a daze, Shaozi had already run away, and followed him up. As soon as he walked out of the corridor, he could no longer smell the evil spirit. Stepping in quickly, there is no shadow of the spoon anywhere. His eyes suddenly turned cold, and when he walked to the scroll, there was a faint dangerous aura, he raised his hand to touch it, and there was still the smell of a spoon, without thinking, he pressed his long finger, and entered the scroll.
Before it completely fell, there was already snow drifting for ten miles, a vast expanse of whiteness, falling on the pile of snow, and the whole calf was buried in it. Looking around, I couldn't see the spoon, but there was a sound, so when I looked up subconsciously, I saw a smear of pink and white falling from the sky, and hurriedly reached out to catch it, and inserted it into my arms accurately.
The spoon shook off the icy scum all over his face, and then he saw the person clearly: "The shopkeeper."
The scholar smiled: "Remember to wait for me next time."
"I came in as soon as I got to the house, but who knew there was a strong wind blowing all over the sky." Shaozi grinned, "It must be because I'm too light."
The scholar couldn't help laughing, looking at the silvery white ground, the endless snow still falling in the sky, he said slowly, "It's hard to walk in the snow, let me hug you."
The spoon responded, and finally asked, "Am I heavy?"
"not heavy."
Spoon is content.
The scholar jumped up and walked on the snow, the colder the more he walked, the more diffuse the wind and snow, the coldness pierced the bone marrow. The spoon drilled into his arms: "What is this place?"
"I've never seen it before." The scholar frowned. Things he had never seen before in this world were really rare. Just now, it shook all directions with force, but it didn't move at all. The soft body in his arms kept rubbing and rubbing, and when he was almost unable to hold back, his movements suddenly slowed down, and he was breathing a sigh of relief. He looked down, was startled, and hurriedly stopped, "Spoon?"
The spoon blinked, and the scholar had already wiped the snow from her eyebrows and eyes. She sniffled: "It's cold. Your body is so warm, shopkeeper, please share with me."
The scholar nodded: "Half for you." After hesitating for a moment, he cupped her face and pressed his lips.
Shao Lao's eyes widened slightly, and sure enough, something like fire poured into the abdominal cavity, immediately heating up the whole body. But after a while, I feel wrong, very wrong...
The scholar reluctantly left his cold to hot lips, he didn't know how long he would have to wait for such an open kiss again, or he would kiss more. Just as she was sighing, she saw the spoon in a daze, and shook it lightly: "The spoon."
Shaozi stared at him blankly: "I don't hate it." She suddenly felt that she had done something bad, and murmured, "It's over, I really don't hate him, what should I do, what should I do."
The scholar smiled and said, "What don't you hate?"
The spoon looked at him timidly: "I don't hate kisses."
The scholar was in a good mood, and lightly brushed the snow off her head, but seeing her hugging her knees and crying, he hurriedly asked, "What's the matter? It's still cold? Did you burn too much?"
Spoon put her head down: "Xin Niang said, if, if you like someone, you won't hate kissing, and your heart will still beat, what should I do?"
The scholar was stunned for a while, unable to suppress the fluctuating emotions in his heart, his voice trembled slightly: "Isn't this very good?"
The spoon stared at him with tears in his eyes: "But you have a girl you like, how can you eat what's in the bowl and look at the pot?"
Seeing her angry and hurt, the scholar couldn't help but hugged her and kissed her tightly, holding her tightly in his arms, not letting her escape: "Silly spoon."
Spoon said angrily, "You are stupid!"
"Just now... I didn't hate it either." The scholar said earnestly, "Xin Niang is right, if you like someone, you won't hate doing this kind of thing."
The spoon was clamped in his arms, staring at him blankly: "You said you like me?"
The scholar nodded: "Yes."
The spoon suddenly felt that the logic was wrong: "But aren't you waiting for a girl?"
The scholar smiled bitterly: "Silly spoon."
The spoon clenched his fist again, and said angrily, "Stupid scholar!"
The scholar looked at her with a calm smile: "You are the one who is waiting."
Spoon blinked, covered his heart, wait, what's going on here? So the reason why the scholar appeared here in the first place was to wait for her? Is she that girl? No wonder I accompany her every time, every time! She covered her mouth instead and rubbed against his arms: "Why didn't you say it earlier."
"Say it so early... you really won't hit me?"
The spoon thought for a while, and it seemed that it would. Immediately my heart was filled with joy, the person I liked also liked me, and there was nothing happier than this in the world. She smiled so hard that her brows disappeared, she looked at the scholar who seemed to have walked out of the ink painting, and kissed him with her head, her heart beat suddenly: "Really... I won't hate it."
The scholar breathed a little, looking at the white spoon in his arms, his pink face and pretty eyes were full of tenderness, charming and charming, there is no one more beautiful than her. It's just that after watching for a long time, he silently tilted his head and covered his nose with his hand. He must get rid of the shadow of the past as soon as possible, otherwise how can he go further!
After a while, he suddenly got up holding the pink | tender spoon, and said solemnly, "Try hard to find the exit. But the spoon, I'm serious... If you grind it again, I won't have the strength to find it..."
The spoon raised his head from his arms: "Shopkeeper, I like you."
The scholar smiled: "Yes."