than height
Lin Xiaocha stood up, and ran to Han Yu's side with small steps.
"Xianjun, Xianjun, stand up for a while, let me see, where have I been to you?"
Han Yuhuo was the first time in these years that someone used him as a tool for measuring height.
Seeing Han Yu not moving, she tugged on his sleeve.
Seeing her excited appearance, Han Yu finally stood up.
"Xianjun, Xianjun, come here."
After that, she gently grasped her wrist.
Her hands were small, but her fingers were long and slender, clasped gently on her wrist, the temperature between her fingers permeated his cold skin.
He frowned slightly.
Lin Xiaocha didn't know it at all, "Xianjun, you have to come over a little bit so that two people can stand up."
Han Yu: ...
That's all.
Then she got closer to herself, so close that she was only a punch away.
The scent of tea that was so close to her invaded him wantonly.
Only then did he realize that she was really not tall, only reaching his shoulders.
He looked down at her, her head was small, her face was also small, her slender eyelashes were distinct, and she looked soft and soft.
There is a thin layer of mist covering his body, which looks hazy and fragile.
At this time, she put her hands on top of her head, "Let me see where I have been to you?"
Then he moved the little hand on his head towards him.
It's just that the movement is not so flat, it is tilted upwards.
When her little hand touched his Adam's apple, his pupils shrank.
His steady breathing was disrupted.
And she didn't seem to know it.
The little girl who was obviously only as tall as her own shoulder said happily: "I am on your neck, Xianjun!"
Han Yu's glazed eyes became darker.
He wanted to grab her hand that was attached to his Adam's apple.
She let go of herself.
His Adam's apple twitched in relief.
But she didn't want her to stand on tiptoe suddenly, and that little face suddenly approached.
A pair of watery eyes looked at him flickeringly.
The delicate tip of the nose almost touches itself.
A small plump mouth, translucent, with a pink luster.
"I want to be that tall."
As soon as she spoke, the smell of breath from her mouth was gently blown under his nose, carrying the fragrance of tea that he was most obsessed with.
His steady heartbeat was a little out of whack.
It feels like time has stopped.
Then she suddenly said "Oh".
The whole person rushed over.
Just when she was about to stick to Han Yu's body, he grabbed her waist.
Steady her.
She is really easy to break, and he can almost squeeze that slender waist with two hands.
It can be snapped off with a little force.
Tears welled up in her eyes, "It hurts, it hurts."
"Why?" His voice became low, and the force on his hand was lighter.
"I, my foot pads were too high just now, and my toes seem to have cramp."
Han Yu sighed helplessly, pinched her waist, put her on the chair and sat down.
"Oh, it hurts." She bent down and pressed her toes through the cloth shoes.
With this bending, her body was almost folded in half, showing the softness of her waist.
She is indeed not tall, but her legs are very long.
Thinking of the Boneyard, she was wearing a bellyband and standing on the black altar, and her pair of white legs were straight and slender.
Thinking of this, an inexplicable hotness surged in my stomach.
He frowned, and channeled a burst of spiritual power to suppress the inexplicable heat.
When his gaze moved to Lin Xiaocha again, there was an inexplicable emotion in his eyes.
The culprit was just looking down at his feet, turning his slender and delicate ankles.
"Hiss~ It hurts, it hurts."
Han Yu tilted her head and let out a breath of air.
Jin Zhifeng and Jin Xuan'er packed them up, saluted and went downstairs.
Jin Xuan'er looked at Lin Xiaocha who kept turning her feet: "Xiaocha, what's wrong?"
Lin Xiaocha waved his hands, "It's nothing, it's nothing, my leg is cramping."
Jin Xuan'er also remembered seeing them riding the same horse towards Wan Yao Forest yesterday.
"Aren't you going to the Ten Thousand Demon Forest too?" Jin Xuan'er thought for a while, "It's very dangerous there, it's not the place for you to go."
At this moment, Jin Zhifeng walked up to Lin Xiaocha and patted her on the head.
Lin Xiaocha covered her head and looked at him angrily, "Don't pat me on the head!"
Jin Zhifeng looked down at her, and said seriously: "Save your life, don't be afraid of running out of firewood. Don't follow the fairy to die."
He bit the word "Xianjun" a bit harder, which is quite ironic.
Han Yu, on the other hand, drank tea without listening.
Lin Xiaocha was not happy, and threw the wrapped meat into his arms, "Shut your mouth~"
Jin Zhifeng caught the meat she threw.
She knew that she had no desire for meat, so she deliberately gave it to herself
That strange palpitation reappeared.
Then he weighed the meat in his hands, couldn't help but put a smile on his face, and pushed Jin Xuan'er away.
After the two left, Lin Xiaocha sat down sullenly, "What a nuisance."
Han Yu drank tea expressionlessly, and said slowly: "You seem to hate Feng Ziying more than him?"
Lin Xiaocha doesn't hate anyone, one is half a million, the other is two million, who can hate it
The attitude towards them is different, but it is just to match their preferences.
Feng Ziying is a character with a violent heart and low self-esteem. Such a person is not easy to touch him, and needs to be affirmed by others, so she played such a person.
But Jin Zhifeng is different, self-willed and arrogant, but also upright and free and easy, such a young master needs someone to love and kill him to find it interesting.
But in the eyes of others, my own double standard is indeed a bit incomprehensible, and it is easy to capsize.
It's just that she is a person who is good at tightrope dancing.
She frowned, "Jin Zhifeng always pokes at my shortcomings and laughs at me for being short. And when he called you Xianjun, he was so yin and yang, it's really annoying."
At this time, the corners of Han Yu's mouth were slightly raised, and there was a bit of a smile, just like the spring returning to the earth, the ice and snow had just melted, and there was a fleeting brilliance on the cold and clean face.
Lin Xiaocha was slightly taken aback for a moment.
"Xianjun, I finally understand what it is like to smile like a smile, and then smile like a smile."
Han Yu didn't answer, and drank tea with his head down, but the aura emanating from his body became much warmer.
"Xianjun, let me peel an egg for you, I can peel eggs."
Han Yu: ...
"Need not."
The two set off from the inn on a white horse.
Unknowingly, I walked to the entrance of the Wan Yao Forest. In addition to the barrier, there are patrol guards here, and only those with the qualifications granted by the royal family can enter.
Guards stopped them.
Han Yu turned to Lin Xiaocha and said, "Bring out the jade token from before."
It fell from him at the Boneyard, Lin Xiaocha picked up the jade token.
She handed the jade token to the guard.
When the guards saw it, they hurriedly saluted, "So it's the fairy family from Tianyu Mountain, please."
The disciples at Tianyu Mountain in Zhu Yunguo enjoy royal treatment.
When the white horse reached the entrance of the enchantment, it refused to go in no matter what.
A guard said: "This horse should have smelled the evil spirit in the Ten Thousand Demon Forest, so it will never go in."
Hearing this, Lin Xiaocha couldn't help asking: "Xianjun, are you going to catch spirit beasts inside?"
"no."
"Then why are we going to the Ten Thousand Demon Forest?"
"close."
And when he said this, the guards almost choked out one by one. The Wanyao Forest was extremely dangerous. If it weren't for the purpose of catching monsters, no one would want to go in. He even said that he went in to take a shortcut
I have never seen such a rampant person.
Not to mention anything else, they didn't believe that this horse could step into the barrier today.
The white horse was still circling in place, unwilling to go in no matter what.
Han Yu leaned down and touched its neck, lowered his head and whispered something in its ear, a blue light flashed in the white horse's eyes, and walked into the Ten Thousand Monster Forest with his head held high.
Several guards looked at each other in blank dismay, at this moment someone responded, "Beast Master?"
The art of beast control is generally to control one's own spirit beasts, and it is the first time they can control other animals...
The damp breath hits the face.
The giant trees in the Wanyao Forest are towering, with luxuriant branches, intertwined layer upon layer, so that the sun can only cast beams of light bustlingly, passing through the humid air in the forest, and shining on the green branches and leaves, on the grass, and on the moss .
The branches and leaves here were extremely fat, and the huge green leaves were shaking desperately. Lin Xiaocha saw a colorful spider the size of a washbasin crawling towards them.
Lin Xiaocha is not afraid of spiders, but anything that grows far beyond its proper size is scary.
A one-meter-long crimson centipede crawled out from the ground, rushed towards the spider, and bit it in one bite.
The two giant worms wrestled together.
Now Lin Xiaocha was really not calm anymore, goosebumps appeared all over her body, she hugged Han Yu's waist tightly, and stuck her whole body on his back.
Seven points are acting, and the remaining 93 points are really scared.
Her soft body was pressed against him, Han Yu's back was numb, and the hot feeling in his stomach hit him again.
"Relax." His voice became cold.
Lin Xiaocha wondered if he really had a heart of stone? But he let go of his hand obediently.
As soon as he let go, he dismounted.
"Sit forward," he said.
"why?"
"I'll sit in the back and protect you."