beautiful woman at home

Ye Ran stretched out his hand to roll up the fine hair beside his ear, and outside the open window, there was heavy snowfall, and the whole courtyard was completely white.

After a few days, the lotus pond will freeze, and icicles will hang down from the eaves, which look particularly sharp.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter are just a blink of an eye for Yu Yeran, but the young girl is one step closer to death.

I have only heard people mention the ruthlessness of the years, but Ye Ran has never experienced it personally. Only when I have such a real experience, can I know how frightening it is.

Wen Zijin, who was beside her, took a few sneaky glances, feeling that Sister Ye seemed very sad, and even felt uncomfortable in her heart.

"Sister Ye?" Wen Zijin leaned closer, his eyes reflected the familiar face and called out in a low voice, "Is Sister Ye in a bad mood?"

"I'm doing great now."

Wen Zijin was slightly stunned and pursed her lips, a little frustrated.

This statement is clearly not at all like the truth.

But why is Sister Ye unwilling to tell herself?

"Young master?" Ye Ran saw the girl lowered her head in frustration, "What's wrong?"

The obedient girl in the past didn't respond, she just stretched out her hand and tugged at her robe, and it took a long time before she replied, "It's okay."

When I was young, I would occasionally see her and get angry, but after growing up, Ye Ran really rarely saw her like this, and was a little at a loss for a while.

Wen Zijin sorted out her emotions by herself, thinking that maybe Sister Ye didn't want to worry her.

If it's embarrassing for Sister Ye, it's better to find the answer by yourself.

It was rare for a young girl to be so dull, Ye Ran moved slightly closer, and the fragrance went straight into her nose, her figure not only stiffened, "Are you alright?"

"Well, Zijin is really fine." Wen Zijin tilted his head in response, only to realize that Sister Ye was so close at some point, her heart was beating so violently.

The smell that I once smelled in the inner room of the side courtyard seems to be able to smell it again!

Ye Ran's hearing is extremely sensitive, not to mention the abnormal heartbeat of the girl in front of him, he couldn't help but worry.

Could it be that you are not feeling well?

Seeing that Ye Ran finally stretched out his claws, the purple rhino that was buried by the snow hurriedly covered his mouth and nose, for fear that he would cry out excitedly.

The nine tails behind him have already shown their shape, scurrying in the air.

Ye Ran, who originally cared about the girl, sensed the evil spirit permeating the surroundings, so she rushed to the roof tiles with her soul.

Zixi was so frightened that she hurriedly changed her original shape and ran away. Ye Ran flew out a string of fire dragons from her fingertips and trapped the nine-tailed fox firmly.

The white fluffy hair quickly burned, and the purple rhinoceros was busy spinning around in the snowdrift, but the fire dragon was still alive.

"I was wrong!"

Ye Ran frowned slightly and said, "I haven't tasted fox meat for a long time."

These words made Zi Xi's heart go cold, didn't he just listen to the corner, the old guy is going to kill them all!

A purple rhino that fell into the ice lake thought it could be freed, but unexpectedly, the fire dragon showed no sign of extinguishing at all.

God is going to kill the fox!

Ye Ran wanted to teach him a lesson again, but he still pulled out the nine-tailed fox that sank into the frozen lake, and the fire dragon jumped into Ye Ran's sleeve and disappeared.

The purple rhinoceros lowered the fox's head, and was completely unresponsive after a narrow escape, and the burning of the nine tails was even more horrible.

"There will be another time..."

"I understand!" Zi Xi flattered her, "There will be absolutely no next time, otherwise I will dedicate myself to your old fox fur."

Ye Ran let go of her hand, not wanting to talk to Zi Xi any more.

The unsuspecting Purple Rhino was buried face down in the snow, shook his head to shake off the snow on his head, and asked curiously, "What kind of powerful spell is this fire dragon?"

Ye Ran, who was walking, responded, "Do you know that there is a Supreme Lord in the sky?"

Before Zixi could recover, Ye Ran had disappeared.

"Taishang Laojun?" Zi Xi turned into a human form and thought for a while, then suddenly his face was full of shock, "This old guy didn't come out of that stove, did he?"

A gust of flying snow slapped Zixi's face head-on, and even her mouth and nose were sealed. Zixi wiped her face with her hand in embarrassment and said, "It's too difficult to be a human being. It's better to go back to my fox cave and be a king."

Fang Yeran came back to his senses, and raised his hand to grasp the girl's wrist to feel her pulse. Although she was a little confused, she was generally fine.

Wen Zijin blushed and asked puzzledly: "Sister Ye can feel the pulse?"

"En." Ye Ran looked at the girl with his eyes, and felt relieved when he saw that there was nothing unusual. "Although reading is important, you still need to rest more on weekdays."

I fell asleep for no reason yesterday, thinking about it, I was too tired.

"Well, Zijin remembered." Wen Zijin replied with eyebrows bent.

Ye Ran withdrew his hand and said with a serious expression: "Just memorizing is not enough, you have to do it, otherwise you won't be allowed to come to my place next time."

Wen Zijin remembered the incident of falling asleep suddenly yesterday, and felt a little shy on his face.

Yesterday I slept until the evening, and finally woke up with my stomach growling.

"Why didn't you make a sound?" Ye Ran didn't hear the girl's answer, and thought she didn't want to.

"Zijin usually goes to bed early, but yesterday he was too happy, so he accidentally fell asleep." Wen Zijin sat on one side, with his fingertips resting on the hem of the black dress.

Ye Ran looked at the girl's hands sensitively, couldn't help but gasped, and stretched out her hand to straighten the dress.

Unexpectedly, the girl suddenly said, "The pattern on this dress is so unique."

I always thought it was just a pure black color, but I didn't expect that there were fine red patterns on it, and the style was particularly delicate.

Wen Zijin caressed the pattern with his fingertips and sighed: "This red thread seems to be a little different from the reds Zijin has seen on a daily basis. It is like the light of fire. The red has a golden luster. It is such a beautiful color."

Before the words were finished, Ye Ran's face was already blushing, her breathing was a little unsteady, and although her thin lips were tightly pressed, she inadvertently let out a soft voice.

"Sister Ye?"

Wen Zijin looked into her eyes in confusion, only to see a different kind of blush reflected on that white face, her slender eyebrows were not furrowed as if she was forbearing, there was a tiny light in her quiet eyes, and a few strands of black hair fell on the side of her face.

She had read many poems describing beauties in the book, but Wen Zijin felt that no words could describe the beauty of Sister Ye in front of her at this moment.

Ye Ran bit her lips slightly and pulled back the skirt that was held, her beautiful eyes looked at Wen Zijin coquettishly, and she turned her head for the first time and said with that gaze: "How can a gentleman pull a woman's skirt at will?"

Wen Zijin looked away blankly, her heart pounding non-stop, as if it was about to jump out of her heart, Wen Zijin was so frightened that she stretched out her hand to hold her heart and said in a low voice:

"Zijin was rude, sister Ye reprimanded him."

How come when I see Sister Ye, even the usual etiquette is forgotten.

If others are so rude to women, they will definitely be tied up and sent to the government.

Wen Zijin reflected on her mistakes and felt deeply guilty, but Sister Ye on the side suddenly got up, apparently about to leave.

"Zijin sees Sister Ye off." Wen Zijin got up in a panic.

Ye Ran stood quietly on one side, and said helplessly, "It's snowing heavily outside, aren't you afraid of the cold?"

"It's not cold." Wen Zijin put on his coat and reached for an umbrella, "It's good to take more walks."

Yesterday I didn't take the bookcase because I was afraid of the cold, but today I changed my mind again.

I really don't know whether to say that the girl has a bad memory, or that my own memory is too good.

The two left the inner room one after the other, but the courtyard was full of footprints. Wen Zijin followed carefully and read: "Could the servant clean the courtyard today?"

On weekdays, the snow in the courtyard is not so slippery when trampled on. Part of the trampled snow turns into water and part turns into ice, making it difficult to walk.

Wen Zijin held the umbrella in both hands and tried to keep up with Sister Ye as much as possible, but the more impatient, the more accidents would happen.

Sudden's foot was unsteady, Wen Zijin leaned to one side, and Ye Ran hurriedly reached out to hug the girl.

"Young master, is this how you send me off?" Ye Ran lightly wrapped his arms around the slender girl, the previous entanglement had already dissipated, and it was just an unintentional act to comfort the girl, without any intention of intimacy.

Although Wen Zijin has grown in size a lot in recent years, he is still a little worse than Sister Ye.

After all, Sister Ye was already much taller than the average woman, Wen Zijin felt that way when she was young.

The two were so close that Wen Zijin could even see her panicked face reflected in Sister Ye's slightly smiling eyes.

In this case, the script is not written like this.

Wen Zijin felt a little lost, not knowing how to respond, she still held the umbrella tightly in one hand and leaned towards Sister Ye, the two of them were being blocked.

The faces of the two of them were a little dark, and Wen Zijin put his other hand lightly on Sister Ye's arms and opened a little distance to reply in a low voice: "Zijin, it wasn't on purpose."

Seeing that the girl really blamed herself, Ye Ran couldn't help being a little annoyed, and hurriedly comforted her: "I know."

But the girl didn't speak for the rest of the journey, she lowered her head and stared straight at the road, only her frozen red earlobes dangled in front of Ye Ran.

She, is she sulking?

Wen Zijin, who had been lowering his head all the time, was relieved when he arrived at the side courtyard, but he didn't slip and fall again, otherwise it would be a pity if Sister Ye didn't let him give it away next time.

There was a lot of snow on the robe, and Wen Zijin held the umbrella in his hand and didn't intend to enter the inner room, so as to save the inner room from being covered with snow.

"It's windy outside, sister Ye, go in quickly."

Ye Ran's thin lips were slightly parted but she didn't know how to speak. On weekdays, girls would come in for a cup of tea before leaving.

It's really unaccustomed to be so alienated.

Wen Zijin stretched out his hands to shake off the snow on his robe a few times, but saw that Sister Ye who was beside her still hadn't left, so she couldn't help but poked her head in confusion, "Sister Ye?"

"Young Master, won't you go in for a cup of tea?" Ye Ran hesitated slightly.

As for the tea, Wen Zijin actually drank a lot earlier.

"No, I won't drink anymore." Wen Zijin was even more embarrassed when he thought of the hiccup before, which might be taken as a funny thing by Sister Ye again.

At this point, Ye Ran couldn't find another way to say it, so he had to turn around and walk.

When the outer door opened, Ye Ran could vaguely feel the eyes behind her, and turned her head slightly after a slight pause.

I saw the girl with reddish nose standing under the corridor holding an umbrella, the crescent moon white robe was blown up by the wind, and the snow drifted away from behind the girl, it was a beautiful scene.

Ye Ran hesitantly said: "Would you like to listen to the scriptures and stories that you haven't heard yesterday?"

The girl opened her bright red mouth in a daze, and then a smile appeared in her eyes, and she walked towards this direction with her robe in one hand.

The fingers that were gripping the clothes were slightly loosened, and the corners of Ye Ran's lips raised slightly.

Fortunately, it can still be coaxed back.

The author has something to say: Second update.