Jin Zhifeng thought she was so cute that she was afraid that others would say she was short.
So I wanted to tease her again.
He turned around and cast a spell on his hand, golden star dots instantly appeared on his palm, and then disappeared into his palm.
When Lin Xiaocha was watching seriously, he patted Lin Xiaocha's head with this hand.
Lin Xiaocha hurriedly hugged her head, staring at him with round almond eyes, "What are you doing?"
"I cast a Jin's unique spell." He put his head in his hands and grinned, "Little Bean Sprout, stop trying to grow taller."
Judging by her appearance, she looks about fifteen or sixteen years old, and theoretically she should be older.
"You, you, you..." Lin Xiaocha looked at him in disbelief.
Jin Zhifeng looked at the stuttering look of the eloquent little bean sprouts before.
I can't help feeling happy.
He raised his eyebrows and said triumphantly, "What's wrong with me?"
When he was triumphant, he found that her eyes were foggy, with tears rolling inside.
The pride in his heart disappeared.
Let go of the hand on the back of the head.
"What’s wrong with you?"
However, as soon as he finished speaking, Lin Xiaocha lay down on the table and buried her head in tears.
She was quiet, but sniffled and whimpered, and looked very sad.
Jin Zhifeng was most afraid of people crying, so he was in a hurry.
"Hey, hey, why are you crying?"
"Don't cry."
"I'm going, why are you crying?"
"Is it because you won't grow taller?"
Jin Zhifeng's whole heart was suspended from her crying.
"Are you stupid? Where in the world is there a spell that makes people not grow taller?"
The little girl didn't raise her head.
Jin Zhifeng let out a long breath.
Feeling really self-inflicted.
An imposing man of seven feet, the young city lord of Jinjue City actually made a little girl cry, and it would be embarrassing to say it.
Forget it, a man can bend and stretch.
Squat down in front of her, "Hey, don't cry. I'm teasing you."
"How can you not cry?"
His whole heart twisted, and Youyou let out a breath.
Finally, he gritted his teeth and said the three words "I'm sorry".
This was not easy for him, the young master of Jin Jue City.
At this time, the girl next to her finally raised her face.
She gave him a sly smile.
There were no tears on her face.
! ! !
Jin Zhifeng was stunned.
Immediately reacted.
"You lied to me?"
The whole heart is like riding a roller coaster, pounding and pounding.
Lin Xiaocha blinked: "You lied to me first."
Then stuck out her tongue at him.
When Jin Zhifeng looked at her plump lips and spit out a piece of pink, tender and thin tongue, his heart seemed to jump out of his throat.
And the culprit got up to leave.
He raised his eyebrows, stood up from the ground, grabbed her thin wrist, and pulled her back.
Lin Xiaocha let out an exclamation, and was brought in front of him, almost bumping her head against his chin.
Jin Zhifeng looked at the girl caught in front of him, her slender eyelashes fluttered, and her small mouth opened and closed.
He has a unique smell on his body, which he discovered just now, like the smell of tea. Now that it's so close, it's even more refreshing.
His heart was pounding again.
"You are so brave, dare to play me?" His voice became low.
He stared at the petite girl caught in front of him with a pair of dark eyes.
Lin Xiaocha looked so nervous that he couldn't speak, his small mouth opened and closed, and he kept trying to get his hands out of his shackles.
But how could she weld herself with that little strength
Yi, Hua, Du, Home
When the two were at a stalemate, Han Yu came out of the room and looked down at Jin Zhifeng coldly on the second floor.
Jin Zhifeng quickly realized the chill, and looked up to see the man in white who was looking down at him.
The warm morning light was also reflected into moonlight by the cool aura on his body.
He just stood there quietly, like a pure white statue, making people feel that he cannot be desecrated or disobeyed.
His eyes were cold and sharp, and his whole body exuded strong displeasure.
The entire inn was instantly enveloped in an invisible sense of coercion, which made people breathless.
Jin Zhifeng unknowingly let go of Lin Xiaocha's hand.
Lin Xiaocha blushed and hurriedly stepped back.
Only then did Jin Zhifeng regain his senses, he couldn't explain what he did just now. I don't know what happened to me just now, it's just a coincidence.
Ever since I saw this little girl yesterday, I felt like I had a heart attack, beating uncontrollably every now and then.
Lin Xiaocha seemed to have discovered Han Yu standing on the second floor, "Xianjun, are you up? Did we disturb you?"
Han Yu didn't answer, looking at the red marks left on her hands, his face was cold, and he moved his glazed eyes to Jin Zhifeng's face.
That sense of suffocation hit Jin Zhifeng again.
Jin Zhifeng always felt that the two looked familiar, as if they had met somewhere.
He suddenly remembered that he had seen two people riding horses towards Wanyao Forest last night, and he had laughed at Jin Xuan'er at that time, saying that even horseback riders dared to enter Wanyao Forest these days.
But such a person who doesn't have a flying magic weapon and emits extremely weak spiritual power, how can he have such a suffocating aura
Han Yu's eyes made Jin Zhifeng extremely uncomfortable, and Lin Xiaocha's sweet and sweet voice made him uncomfortable.
So Jin Zhifeng sneered, looked at Han Yu, and said sarcastically, "Immortal Monarch? Is it possible for an Immortal Monarch to shout indiscriminately these days?"
And Han Yu closed her thin lips tightly, without saying a word, just staring at him coldly.
The entire inn was enveloped in a layer of discordant atmosphere.
Lin Xiaocha watched the invisible spark between the two.
It's just that in this case, it's okay not to express your opinion.
She naturally wants to stand on the male lead's side, but if she doesn't handle it well, she will persuade Jin Zhifeng to leave.
"Xianjun is my savior. You can talk about me, but don't talk about him."
The savior is an important existence without the emotional color of men and women.
She hinted that Jin Zhifeng was helping the other party, just because she had to.
Jin Zhifeng was taken aback, saving his benefactor...
I see.
Looking at her serious expression, her watery eyes seemed to be foggy and ready to cry at any moment.
He was afraid of her crying, so he didn't care if it was real or fake.
I didn't want to worry about it any more, so I turned and left.
After walking a few steps, he turned his head and said to Lin Xiaocha, "Hey, little bean sprouts. If you want to grow taller, eat more."
At this time, Han Yu also descended the stairs lightly, the stairs were not wide, and the two tall men almost passed by.
Jin Zhifeng turned his head and glanced at the man in white.
The closer you get, the more you feel that his aura is powerful and defiant.
As the young city lord of Jinjue City, the Empress was friendly when she saw her, but he seemed to not take herself seriously at all, and even didn't bother to look at her more.
But Jin Zhifeng was not a narrow-minded person, so he didn't care about it, so he just went back to the room sullenly.
Han Yu went to sit opposite Lin Xiaocha and asked the boss to serve the best tea.
Lin Xiaocha lay on the table and stared into the distance in a daze.
Han Yu glanced lightly at her wrist, which was still slightly red when Jin Zhifeng pinched it.
He lowered his eyes and took a sip of the scalding tea with his teacup, then put it down calmly.
Feng Ziying, Zuo Xiaowei, Jin Zhifeng.
In just a few days, these men kept coming to provoke her.
Those fairies with beautiful faces and gorgeous banshees are not as attractive as her refugee.
He didn't notice it himself, thinking of this, his expression became colder.
At this time, the little girl lying on the table raised her eyes and looked at herself with melancholy, as if she couldn't see Han Yu's displeasure at all.
"Xianjun, do you think I'm short?" She asked listlessly with a sad face.
Han Yu never cared whether a person was tall or short.
It's just that she asked such a question and didn't know how to answer it.
Now she is lying on the table again, and she can't tell whether she is tall or short.
So I can only recall how tall she is.
Rather than being short, it would be more appropriate to say that she is petite and exquisite. At that time, she was lying in front of her, and she was only a small one.
As if he would pinch her if he was not careful.
Thinking of this, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his fingers holding the teacup tightened a bit.
Drooping took another sip of his hot tea.
Only then said lightly: "Not short."
Lin Xiaocha smiled: "Xianjun, you are so kind. Nuwa must have put extra care in making you."
Han Yu: "What?"
Lin Xiaocha lay down and looked at him, "You have beautiful eyebrows, beautiful eyes, beautiful nose, beautiful mouth, and even better face shape. From head to heels, you look beautiful everywhere, and even the strands of your hair are full of fairy air."
"It is said that when Nuwa created humans, the first batch was pinched by hand. Later, she felt that pinching each one was too tiring, so she threw out the later humans with a rope soaked in mud. I must be the one that was thrown out. You must be the one who squeezes the most carefully with your hands."
Han Yu: ...
At this time, Lin Xiaocha looked a little depressed, and sighed, "I really envy you, you are tall and good-looking, unlike me..."
Han Yu withdrew his previous coldness, his eyes softened, although the girl in front of him was still young, she was considered extremely beautiful, and he couldn't say anything just to praise her beauty.
Only said: "You are still young, you will grow up."
The little girl's eyes lit up, she sat up, and asked seriously: "Then will I still grow taller?"
"meeting."
Lin Xiaocha stood up, "Then let's compare and see if I'm at your place now? Can I really grow up in the future?"