During the day, Lin Xiaocha would put away her bedding, so Han Yu put her directly on his bed.
She was wearing clothes left by the original owner. She said she washed them repeatedly and dried them for a long time.
But the clothes were obviously too big for her, and when she lay down, the skirts of the clothes collapsed to the sides, revealing not only the slender and white neck, but also the delicate collarbone.
A corner of the bellyband was also exposed.
He frowned slightly, and with his slender fingers, pulled her skirt together a little.
She struggled to breathe, her slightly protruding chest rose and fell, and the breath she exhaled was hot.
He put his hand on her forehead, and let his hand freeze a thin layer of ice to cool down her hot forehead.
As soon as he stretched out his hand, he helped her sit up, the teacup flew into his hand, and fed the teacup held by the other hand into her reddened mouth.
Lin Xiaocha slowly half-opened her eyes, but found that the other party's eyes were unusually cold.
There was a thump in her heart, but her face remained unchanged, and she looked at him in a daze.
Softly called out "Xianjun."
The other party didn't answer, and looked at her with extremely cold eyes, as if waking up in the burial ground that day, the sense of coercion made people breathless.
Something is wrong.
She, who is good at observing words and expressions, felt strange instantly.
Lin Xiaocha panicked, but tried to calm herself down.
She didn't know where she was showing her flaws. Although she couldn't figure it out, she knew that only by taking the initiative to attack at this time could the situation be reversed.
She never thought that Han Yu's hearing was excellent, and he would listen to the movement around him when he was out of his line of sight, fearing that there were really monsters coming and going and hurting him.
And last night when she made a slight hissing sound while taking a shower, he was quite puzzled.
It took him a long time to realize that it was the sound of being splashed with cold water.
He didn't know why at the time, but now he understands three points.
At such a young age, in order to seduce people to do such a cruel thing to him, what a scheming heart.
If it wasn't for her excellent hearing, she would have really deceived her.
Lin Xiaocha pushed away the teacup in Han Yu's hand with her small hand.
As if she didn't see the chill in Han Yu's eyes, she bit her lip: "Your Majesty, don't be so nice to me."
Han Yu looked at her indifferently, Qing Jun's face seemed to be covered with a thin layer of ice.
He asked coldly, word by word, "Why?"
Lin Xiaocha shook her head, bit her lip and refused to answer.
The color of Han Yu's eyes became lighter, and he said coldly: "Say."
I always felt that she was innocent and ignorant of the world, so I pampered her again and again.
I don't want her to be like this!
Lin Xiaocha's shoulders trembled slightly, tears rolled in his eyes.
The face turns red and turns white.
She took a deep breath, and fought back the tears.
She knew that at this time, she was afraid that Han Yu would already have suspicions, so instead of sitting quietly and waiting to die, she might as well take the initiative to attack.
You can't let him feel that he is a person with deep thoughts who would not hesitate to self-harm in order to seduce him.
"The better Xianjun treats me, the more I like Xianjun."
Han Yu thought she would quibble, but when she revealed her feelings so bluntly, he paused.
Even when she heard her say that she liked her, her heart trembled.
He thought it was the first time he met such a straightforward woman.
At this time, her eye sockets and nose were red, and she tried her best to hold back the tears in order to prevent them from bursting out of her eyes.
Lin Xiaocha hugged the quilt tightly in front of her body, her whole body trembling slightly.
"Thinking that Xianjun will leave after recovering from injury, I feel very sad... I just, I just, don't want you to go.
She was sobbing, tears streaming down her face.
"Yesterday when I was taking a nap, I had a dream. I dreamed that the fairy said that he would join hands with me to grow old, and we would never leave each other. I was very happy at that time."
"I didn't know until I woke up that I fell in love with Xianjun. As soon as I saw Xianjun, I, I remembered, me, me, us, the first time we slept together."
Having said that, she covered her face.
This time Han Yu frowned.
He remembered how she stood at the altar wearing a moon-white bellyband at the Boneyard, remembered that night when he opened his eyes and saw her sleeping naked next to him, remembered her clothes slipped off and only two strands of hair covered her body …
"But I, a little refugee, dare to imagine the power of Tianyu Mountain. Isn't this wishful thinking?"
Speaking of this, my whole body trembled uncontrollably.
"So I poured cold water on myself to wake myself up so that I wouldn't daydream... woo woo woo woo"
She buried her face in the quilt in front of her.
Han Yu's fingers moved slightly, was it just for this reason that she took a bath in cold water last night
"I was wrong, I shouldn't admire Xianjun, it's all my fault, it's all my fault."
She cried more and more sadly, as if she had committed some heinous crime.
At this time, the coldness in Han Yu's eyes had receded, but he remained silent.
"Xianjun, will you blame me?"
"What's your fault?" Han Yu's voice was no longer so bitingly cold, but still cold.
"It's my fault for liking you." Lin Xiaocha carefully looked into his eyes, as if he had done something wrong.
Han Yu stood up, turned and left her bedside.
"Seven emotions and six desires, human nature."
Even though he said that, his tone sounded like he was out of emotions and desires, without any waves.
Little did he know that his slender fingers in his wide sleeves moved.
Lin Xiao is going to finish the character set of the young girl who is in love with her in one go.
She said loudly, "Then can you like me?"
As soon as she spoke, Han Yu's heartstrings seemed to be plucked, and the hand that was about to touch the teapot was tightly attached to the hot teapot.
Slowly turned to look at the girl on the bed.
She squeezed the quilt so tightly that her knuckles turned white.
Her face was flushed with heat, her eyes were firm, and her lower lip seemed to ooze blood from being bitten by her.
It was hard to imagine that such a cowardly little girl who would break at the first fold could say such bold words.
The whole room was suddenly quiet.
It was gloomy outside the window, with black clouds overwhelming the city.
Until a gust of wind blew open the door and knocked Lin Xiaocha's jar of wild flowers to the ground.
However, the sound of breaking was covered by a loud thunder, and then the rain poured down.
Han Yu didn't answer Lin Xiaocha's question, but turned around and walked outside the door into the chaotic wind and rain.
The wild wind blew his white robe flutteringly, and also blew his ink-like black hair.
He walked out the door, only to see a thunderbolt piercing the sky.
The night suddenly brightened.
The back in the wind and rain looks even more lonely and repelling people thousands of miles away.
The pouring rain couldn't get close to him at all.
In fact, his injury has almost healed.
She could have been sent back with a sword or a talisman door.
But maybe the time here is too leisurely and peaceful, making him indulge for a while, forgetting his mission.
It is superfluous for children to be more affectionate than him.
To him, Lin Xiaocha should be a swan goose passing through the sky.
That's all.
That night, he did not return to this room.
That night, the wind and rain covered the footsteps of the monsters.
After the wind and rain, it is dawn, and the sky is like washing.
Seeing that the door was wide open, he hesitated to see if her fever had subsided.
Suddenly, I found that I couldn't hear any sound inside, including the sound of breathing.
His usually steady heartbeat began to speed up.
Walk quickly into the room.
The petite figure was nowhere to be seen in the room.
The bedding on the bed was scratched by the sharp armor of monsters.
There was a pool of bright red blood on the ground, and there was a fragment of an earthen pot in the blood, which was stained with bloody finger prints. It was small and slender, and it belonged to her at first glance.
At that moment, his mind went blank, and his fingers that touched her blood were numb for a while.
The fallen pots on the ground were blown by the wind and fell to pieces on the ground.
He remembered that during this time she would pick different wild flowers and put them in jars every other day.
She smiled and said, "The house belongs to others, but your life belongs to you."
"Xianjun, is this flower pretty?"
This abandoned house became alive because of her.
He unknowingly picked up the fragment on the bed.
But I didn't want it to be so sharp.
In an instant, the fingers were cut by sharp fragments.
It was a trivial matter, but he found that the cut wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
He frowned, and suddenly remembered that his life should have died at the Boneyard, but the wound healed miraculously.
She also thought of the two new wounds on her palms that night when she was drunk and helped her apply medicine.
Can her blood save lives
She used her own blood to save herself in the place where the bones were buried
At that time, she warmed him all night on her own initiative, which was superfluous to him, and he was not afraid of the cold.
So he didn't feel that he saved himself.
But he didn't expect that she was really his savior.
Then why didn't she say it
His mind went blank.
The temperature in his body rose rapidly, biting back the coldness on his body.
Then the coldness suppressed the scorching heat in his body.
It was like ice and fire clashing in his body.
A pair of glazed eyes shone with fire.
With a flash of blue light in his hand, he ran out of the house holding his Frost Sword.
"Little tea!"
He called out her name for the first time.
The voice was like a broken glacier, but with a hint of hoarseness, echoing in the boundless solitude.
At this time, the pale Lin Xiaocha in the distance slightly raised the corners of her lips.
A meaningful smile appeared on Qingli's face.
The biggest tactic between men and women is called retreat.
Is there anything better in this world than finding something lost
The time of goodbye is the day when I turn around.