The corners of his coldly pursed lips also raised a slightly warm arc.
After going down the mountain, Long Zhutian handed Yang Zixi to Yang Zimei.
Yang Zimei hugged her younger sister's soft body, looked at her sleeping but still had a frightened expression on her face, and felt a little worried, worried that she would have a psychological disorder.
"If you are worried, you can ask a hypnotist to do memory processing on her." Long Zhutian saw her hidden worry and said something back.
She once learned a spell, and the effect of that spell was to erase certain memories in the human brain. However, she had never tried it, so she didn't know if it was effective, and she was worried that it would affect Zixi's brain development.
Therefore, she didn't want to use it on Zixi. She only hoped that after going through this incident, she could overcome her psychological barriers and become brave and strong. If she couldn't, she would have to do memory processing.
She took off the Kaiyuan Tongbao gifted to her by the master around her neck, and put it on Zixi's neck.
Kaiyuan Tongbao is not an expensive ancient coin, but this one is very special, it is a very auspicious magic weapon, plus her own vitality has been nourished for ten years, and ordinary evil spirits cannot be approached Moreover, it can enhance courage and confidence.
"Send me something too." Long Zhutian said suddenly.
Yang Zimei looked up at him, "What do you want?"
"I want whatever you give me." Long Zhutian said.
Yang Zimei suddenly thought of her golden wrong knife, and suddenly felt the urge to give it to him.
But, why did I give him the wrong knife
That golden wrong knife, she planned to give it to her loved one.
I thought of Min Gang again in my mind, and thought of his gentle smile like a cherry blossom boy in the sun, but my heart didn't move softly.
I remember the last life, as long as I chanted his name and thought of his figure, my heart seemed to be constantly teased by cat's claws.
Thinking about it now, it's just an extra warm feeling.
Seeing the hesitation on her face, Long Zhutian's black eyes sank, a little disappointed, but he didn't say much, but continued to drive.
When the car arrived at her downstairs, Long Zhutian bent over and stretched out his hand to help Yang Zixi out of her arms, but unexpectedly, when he lowered his head, their cheeks touched slightly.
Suffocate!
A strange emotion swayed in the hearts of the two of them.
Yang Zimei's heart stopped beating for most of a beat suddenly, the bases of her ears were slightly red, and her breathing was a little messy.
Long Zhutian stared at her quietly with his black pupils, as if he wanted to absorb all her energy and soul, making her usually clear mind instantly become confused like a paste.
"Stupid girl—"
These three words suddenly popped out from Long Zhutian's cold thin lips, breaking the silence of the workshop, and the air seemed to be alive again.
You are a stupid girl, your whole family are stupid girls, do you know how old my mother is
Yang Zimei's taut heart also relaxed, rolling her eyes and muttering in her heart.
boom-
One of Long Zhutian's fingers suddenly arched, and flicked lightly on her bright and clean forehead, the corners of her lips were slightly raised, and there was a thin layer of darkness in her dark blue eyes that had never had much warmth. His smile caused his long and narrow phoenix eyes to slightly bend.
She found that his smile was really good-looking, like the snow in early spring, which made his whole face extremely vivid.
However, this smile was like a short-lived epiphyllum. After he straightened up and carried Yang Zixi out of the car, he regained his cold and lonely aura like a lone wolf and goshawk. There was nothing in his eyes. The temperature is like an ancient sword lying quietly in its scabbard.