Sitting on a treacherous minister and good time

, then check enough.

He thought so, but his hands never stopped.

Day after day... the paper in the house was also delivered several times.

The paintings and calligraphy made by Song Jing are piled up high and thick in the corner of the attic.

This kind of calligraphy and painting speed is really amazing.

Shu Jinxiu had never been here, and just when Song Jing thought that Shu Jinxiu really wanted to stay here in the past, that evildoer appeared at just the right time.

"Hey, you've drawn so many." Shu Jinxiu's voice was as captivating as ever.

Song Jing put down the pen in her hand and looked up at him: "I have nothing to do. I thought you forgot me here."

"Little Song Jing is empty." Shu Jinxiu curled her red lips and smiled ambiguously, "I miss you so much?"

"I want you to let me out." Song Jing glanced lightly across his cheeks, "You come to see me like this, what's your plan?"

Shu Jinxiu's beautiful face was imprinted with a crimson palm print. Song Jing could imagine that scene when she looked at it. One hand slapped Shu Jinxiu's face hard without any mercy. With one blow, perhaps this monstrous man was sent flying.

who?To be able to slap Shu Jinxiu with such a big slap...

"This is a punishment." Shu Jinxiu smiled indifferently, "Because it's a punishment, you can't erase the traces without authorization."

"Who gave the punishment?" Song Jing asked knowing that she might not get an answer.

"What do you think?" Shu Jinxiu's red lips curled up, and the corners of her raised eyes were charming, "Those who want to use Nine Nether Orchid Juice...I haven't figured out how to use it, so I will be punished."

His wine-red eyes seemed to be filled with a layer of water vapor, and he looked at Song Jing softly: "If you know how to use it, can you tell me. If you can't find a way, I will be punished more severely."

"I don't know." Song Jing said calmly.

"It's so unfeeling." Shu Jinxiu suppressed the mist in her eyes, and said with a light smile, "I feel a lot more relaxed when I come to Xiao Song Jing. This is really a holy place."

"You want to sit down." Song Jing picked up the pen again, "I want to continue painting, please don't disturb me."

"Can't you talk to me for a while?" Shu Jinxiu's voice was full of melancholy, "If the Nine Nether Orchid Juice research doesn't yield any results in the future, I probably won't be able to see you."

Song Jing was startled, a ball of ink dripped from the tip of the pen on the snow-white rice paper, and slowly blurred... Can't see it, what do you mean?

He couldn't help but look at Shu Jinxiu, only to find that the evildoer didn't have any melancholy in his tone, and smiled as charmingly as usual.

That smile is like the singing of a siren, which can confuse people's minds.Song Jing lowered her head, watched the ink on the rice paper spread, and stopped looking at Shu Jinxiu... If you read too much, you will probably be confused... That kind of evil is a man who makes people willing to give their lives... …

I don't have the confidence to avoid him making waves, so in order not to be confused, I still don't want to get too close...

"Little Song Jing, you are so unfeeling." Shu Jinxiu's voice was still melancholy and tired, making it impossible to tell the truth from the fake, "I might have fallen in love with you, but you didn't realize it."

With another flick of the pen tip, a glob of ink dripped onto the rice paper again, slowly blurring, gradually overlapping with the previous ink traces, and the color was deep.

Song Jing was completely stunned. An evildoer is an evildoer... There will always be unexpected times, and people will be shocked... How could you say such things suddenly... This kind of thing, deceive yourself as a three-year-old child if……

Inexplicably, fierce anger suddenly ignited in her heart, Song Jing dropped her pen, and looked at Shu Jinxiu coldly: "Don't just put your liking at the very end, you should know what kind of person you are, I know very well , in this case, I don’t want to hear it a second time.”

Shu Jinxiu smiled charmingly: "But I just think, maybe... I like you."

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Song Jing stared at Shu Jinxiu, paused every word, and said calmly, "I don't believe it."

"How can you not believe me?" Shu Jinxiu frowned sadly, "This is the first time I've said the word 'like'..."

He stood up, walked to Song Jing, bent down, his wine-red eyes were full of brilliance, indescribably confusing, and his nasal voice whispered: "Little Song Jing, do you know how many people are waiting for me?" In a word, wow? You don't like me, wow?"

Song Jing was silent, raised his head after a while, and said lightly, "I don't know."

Neither like nor dislike.

Even if he did so many things that hurt his companions, he felt in his heart that because he was Shu Jinxiu, doing these things... harmed Su Jiang, hurt Hongli... all seemed to be expected.

He is Shu Jinxiu, so it's only natural that he did bad things, it's so strange that no hatred can come out of him.

Song Jing lowered her eyes and raised the corners of her lips: "But in the end, we are not the same people."

"It's so heartless..." Shu Jinxiu approached Song Jing's cheek, and gently breathed on his face, clearly making people realize how close he was to him, "You can accept Su Jiang, you can accept it Greedy wolf, why can't you accept me?"

Song Jing raised Shu Jinxiu's head with her hands, and smiled coldly: "Why are you messing around? Is it funny to play me by saying such things all of a sudden?"

"Yeah, it's very interesting." Shu Jinxiu straightened up and looked down at Song Jing, "Half of the reason I was punished was because of you, little Song Jing."

"What?" Song Jing was astonished, looking at the conspicuous red slap mark on Shu Jinxiu's face, which swelled her fine cheeks... Is that... related to her?

Shu Jinxiu smiled indifferently: "Yeah, because I left a worthless person like you, I was moved by suspicion... and the Nine Nether Orchid Juice didn't make any progress, so I was slapped hard... ...It hurts so much..."

His voice was a little aggrieved: "I was injured, and the first thing I thought of was Little Song Jing, you are here... I just wondered if I was really moved..."

"Fake." Song Jing didn't look at Shu Jinxiu, her eyes were fixed in the distance, "I've seen me, you should go back too. I still have things to do."

"Very sad." Shu Jinxiu sighed softly, "Little Song Jing, if I don't kill you again, I will still be punished."

"Then you want to kill me?" Song Jing asked lightly.

"I can't do it." Shu Jinxiu gently embraced Song Jing's shoulder from behind, a faint fragrance filled the air, and seemed to be smiling, "Little Song Jing, you are the first person I can't do it with." .”

The hand on the shoulder is very gentle, and the smell of Shu Jinxiu in the room is getting stronger and stronger... Song Jing narrowed her eyes, going on like this... It won't work like this... I have a bad feeling...

"When you borrowed a knife to kill people, Jinse died indirectly at your hands, and you regretted it later. Because I am similar to him, I don't want to regret it again, so I can't do it." Song Jing calmly analyzed, "Don't take the illusion seriously, Shu Jinxiu. "

"That's really good." The hands on the shoulders were released, and Shu Jinxiu saw the red sleeves flying by from the corner of the eye, and Shu Jinxiu said softly, "I actually started to have delusions... What a bad situation... "

He walked towards the door, with ankle-length black hair hanging behind him, against which he was dressed in a red dress. Looking at it, he suddenly felt extremely lonely.

It suddenly occurred to me that on the flower-picking table, fireworks were blooming brightly in the dark sky, and in the darkness below, a small firefly illuminated the perfect chin and rosy lips that were slightly upturned, and he was standing far away by himself. , as if he was always alive alone... The wine-red pupils reflected a short colorful light at the moment when the fireworks bloomed, and they were full of things that he couldn't see clearly.

The stunning man is also lonely like fireworks.

At that time, he thought so.

Song Jing looked up at the top of the attic, and sighed softly, "Wait, Shu Jinxiu."

The tall figure stood still, but he didn't look back, and couldn't hear the emotional voice: "What's the matter?"

"I discovered it by accident. I didn't intend to say it, so I just let it go silent..." Song Jing stood up, walked to Shu Jinxiu's side, and said in a low voice, "But... Sure enough, this kind of thing is still It’s better for the parties involved to know.”

He pointed to the ceiling: "Shu Jinxiu, have you never looked up?"

After finishing speaking, Song Jing opened the door, walked down the stairs first, stepped on the old wooden ladder "creaking" downstairs, the attic was still silent, no sound could be heard... Shu Jinxiu, didn't follow her down ...

Walking to the open space, a grand canopy of gorgeous pink clouds covered the top of the head, and a blue-purple butterfly flew down from the peach petals, perched on Song Jing's shoulder, and slowly flapped its wings.

"Why did you come down?" Gui Die was obviously in a good mood recently, and there was a little brilliance in his cold tone.

Song Jing walked under the tree trunk, leaned back and sat down, looked up at the small window in the attic, and bent her lips: "Shu Jinxiu is on it. At this time, it's better for him to be alone."

"What's wrong?" Ghost Butterfly flapped its wings and wanted to fly up.

"Don't join in the fun." Song Jing stretched out her hand to block the ghost butterfly, "If you want to know, let me tell you. Now Shu Jinxiu can't find out that you have broken out of the cocoon."

"People want to listen too." The Peach Blossom Demon joined in the fun.

Song Jing narrowed her eyes, and said calmly: "Yaotao probably doesn't know. But Guidie, when we were in that small building on the island, you must have heard about Shu Jinxiu and Jinse, right?"

"What..." Yaotao snorted softly, "Start with something that people don't know, hmph, people behind don't want to either.