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The same is true for the overhaul this time. After opening his eyes briefly on the third day, Yin Wushu didn't move anymore. Until now, it has been the sixth day. At this time in the past, he should have finished the overhaul.
Every time Xie Bai scanned two lines of the book, he glanced at Yin Wushu, paying attention to his movements almost all the time. Fortunately, as soon as he woke up, as usual, he poured a bowl of boiling water in a pot for him to drink.
Just when he finally turned another page of the book, a gust of wind suddenly blew up in the yard outside the window, and the half carved window next to him was not closed tightly for some reason, and was blown open with a "squeak" by the wind.
A piece of dead leaf by the window was rolled off and slid into the room, flickering against the invisible golden thread, it shattered into powder in the blink of an eye, and fell to the ground in a small pile.
Xie Bai raised his eyebrows, put down the book again, closed the window, and simply patted another talisman on it, locking it tightly.
Just when he turned around and was about to sweep away the pile of dead leaves and powder, Yin Wushu who was leaning on the couch suddenly opened his eyes.
"Wake up?" Xie Bai counted the time and said, "Why is it half a day longer this time than last time..."
As he said so, he took a celadon bowl that was left there, scooped up the water in the clay pot, stirred it with a spoon and let it cool for a while, then walked to the side of the couch, picked out Chin said: "The gold thread is not accepted, how can I hand it over?"
Yin Wushu looked up at him, but didn't take away the gold thread immediately, and didn't speak.
That gaze was too focused, because the light was blocked, the dark eyes were dark, and there was an inexplicable evil spirit, which was not at all different from his usual lazy look.
Xie Bai was taken aback for a moment, feeling something was wrong, he couldn't help but stop the hand that was passing the bowl and asked, "What's wrong?"
Yin Wushu still didn't speak, just narrowed his eyes slightly.
wrong!
Xie Bai suddenly realized: At this time, Yin Wushu hadn't finished adjusting his breath at all, he just opened his eyes again before the end!
He remembered Yin Wushu's previous advice, immediately shut up and said nothing, turned around and was about to rush out the door.
Unexpectedly, Yin Wushu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly made a movement at this moment, his eyes moved, and his left hand resting on his side suddenly raised five fingers and made a hook. Xie Bai only felt a pain in his shoulders, and his whole body was pulled in front of Yin Wushu by a huge force.
He couldn't react in time for a while, and his knee suddenly hit the edge of the couch, making a heavy "boom". That hit just hit the soft tendon of the kneecap, his calf twitched uncontrollably, his feet went limp, and he knelt down on the couch.
Chapter 37
When Xie Bai came back, he saw that the gold thread around Yin Wushu had been unraveled and then closed, and it was tightly wound around Yin Wushu and his body without any gap.
He had never seen Yin Wushu like this before, he didn't dare to move rashly for a while, he adjusted his knees on the couch in surprise, and retracted the hand supporting Yin Wushu's body, without touching the golden thread, the whole body The man backed away slightly.
But the place where the gold coil came out was too small, so Yin Wushu was the only one to be circled. Now that there are too many of them, if you stretch out your hand or move your foot casually, you may touch the gold coil and be beaten to ashes.
Yin Wushu didn't notice this situation at all, he still squinted his eyes, and the meaningless eyes swept down and fell on Xie Bai's face.
This expression was very unfamiliar to Xie Bai, as if he was looking at something interesting, which made Xie Bai uncomfortable and uncomfortable.
He couldn't help turning his face away, pretending to look at those gilded silk threads, frowned and said: "You first put—"
In the end, without saying a word, Yin Wushu pinched his chin and straightened his face again.
He pinched the sides of Xie Bai's cheeks with his thumb and middle finger, while his index finger rested under his chin, intentionally or unintentionally pressed against his throat, as long as he pressed harder, his breathing would be blocked and it would be extremely uncomfortable.
Xie Bai is not sure whether the current Yin Wushu is crazy or something else, and he is not sure if his overreaction will affect Yin Wushu's overhaul. The only thing that is certain is that such a Yin Wushu is not very good-tempered...
So he had no choice but to let him hold it obediently, but he was quickly calculating in his mind how to persuade Yin Wushu to open the golden thread and let him out.
In the end, Yin Wushu had seen enough of his face, and suddenly laughed shortly, with a deep and deep voice, which made Xie Bai even more uncomfortable. With that ambiguous smile in the corner of his mouth, he squeezed Xie Bai's chin, and drew his face closer.
It was really close, the tips of the noses almost touched the tips of the noses, and the breaths were all intertwined.
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