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"Bo Yi Kao, come in."

Very concise five words, this is Daji's voice, but when you listen carefully, it doesn't sound like it.On weekdays, Daji's voice is very soft and soft. Although it is not as ethereal and mellow as some other women, it has a kind of appropriate comfort.

But the voice coming from the room was lower and deeper than the voice he had heard before, with a hint of hoarseness that was not obvious, and there was a kind of magnetism that was indistinguishable between male and female.

Even if it's just a very simple statement, it seems to have the magic power to catch the listener's mind and make people unconsciously follow the owner of the voice.

When he was with Daji in the past, Daji would never call him by his full name directly, nor would he use such a tone.

Could it be because of a series of annoying things that happened in the past few days?

Thinking about the possible reasons, Bo Yikao became more and more worried, and when he came back to his senses, his body was ahead of his thoughts... and he pushed open the door of the room.

The light in the whole room was not very bright, and the candlelight swayed slightly under the breeze, casting black shadows on the decorations in the house.

Bo Yikao took a few steps forward, and what caught his eyes was the beautiful woman in red sitting in front of the mirror of the dressing table with her back to him.

Su Daji used to wear white clothes.

But at this moment, the person he saw was wearing a red shirt that he had never worn before. It was a very rich color, scarlet like blood, and it became the most eye-catching scenery in this slightly dim room at a glance.

Because his back was facing him, Bo Yikao who was standing there couldn't see Daji's face at the moment, his eyes fell on the back, and his sight inevitably saw Daji's slender and graceful figure.

The graceful waist was wrapped in an exquisite belt, and the black hair like a waterfall was simply scattered behind the back. There was no decoration, but it had a strong style of impact.

Bo Yikao didn't continue to move forward, Daji's back made him feel a little strange, and he even felt a little nervous for no reason.

More importantly, even though it was just a back view, Bo Yikao had keenly noticed that Daji was a little different.

"Go, young master." The maid Jiang Liu's voice came from behind Bo Yikao. After saying this, this pretty little girl directly closed the door of the room from the outside.

Only Bo Yikao and Fu Zhenhong were left in the whole house.

Bo Yikao pursed his lips slightly, but did not speak, and Fu Zhenhong also did not speak, so for a while, the room became extraordinarily quiet.

In the end, it was Bo Yikao who spoke first to break the weird silence. His lips moved a little, and the words he said were full of self-blame and annoyance: "Daji, I was negligent today." After he finished speaking , took out the special golden sore medicine, walked towards Fu Zhenhong and said softly: "I heard that you were injured when I came here, this medicine is very good for trauma..."

He was only halfway through his words, and Fu Zhenhong, who had his back to him, turned around at this moment, and after seeing Fu Zhenhong's appearance clearly, Bo Yikao froze just like that, staring blankly He stood still, and the words got stuck in his throat.

Is this Daji...

This was the first thought in Bo Yikao's mind.

The person in front of him was obviously still familiar to him, but it made him feel extremely strange.Xiumei, Qiongbi, every point is exactly the same as in his memory, but the charm that flows out of them is far different.

In his impression, Daji is gentle and quiet, and she is a model for all the ladies in Jizhou City. Like the current kind of charm that can be seen in the heart at a glance.

But this Daji in front of her...

The gentleness and elegance between the brows disappeared, replaced by a kind of mixed natural allure, as if inadvertently raising one's eyes could bewitch one's mind.

Bo Yikao's eyes couldn't help but meet these eyes, and when they fell into the smiling pupils, he felt a slight trance for a moment.

He frowned slightly, restrained his emotions, and thought about the root cause of the changes Daji showed.

Is it because of this coming accident?Or maybe it was because of the dim light that I saw it wrong?

Maybe he thought too much.

Bo Yikao deliberately ignored the slight disobedience in his heart, and kept hinting to himself.

He subconsciously closed his eyes briefly, then opened them again the next moment, and met the eyes of the person in front of him who seemed to be smiling but not smiling.Immediately, Bo Yikao's ears became inexplicably hot.

Under the gaze of Fu Zhenhong, Bo Yikao clenched his fist and covered his lips in embarrassment, coughed slightly, moved his lips, and was about to say something to break this slightly embarrassed state, when Fu Zhenhong suddenly stood up.

It was at this time that Bo Yikao realized more deeply that although Daji's figure was thin, she was not short in height. On the contrary, she was much taller than most women, and even comparable to some men.

Maybe it's because Daji used to wear white clothes, and the style didn't show her height, so she didn't look so obvious.But at this moment, when Daji was wearing a slim red shirt and walking slowly towards him, Bo Yikao felt a subtle sense of oppression and an eye-catching visual impact step by step.

Is this really Daji?

Bo Yikao once again asked this question in his heart.

If it's Daji, it's only been a day, even with the King Shang's army, there shouldn't be such a big change in a short period of time.

If it wasn't for Daji...

Bo Yikao was thinking about it, but Fu Zhenhong had already walked in front of this young man in white.

The distance between the two shortened to only half a meter.

Although Bo Yikao and Daji grew up together, Boyikao is a modest gentleman, and the original Daji deliberately kept an appropriate distance for various reasons.

Counting it, this is the first time that Bo Yikao is so close to Daji, so close that he can clearly see the nervousness in his own eyes dodging from Daji's eyes.

Bo Yikao was a little uncomfortable. The fragrance from Daji's body wafted into his nose faintly. It was the smell of peony flowers. It turned into a dark fragrance in the slightly humid air at night. It was not very strong, but it couldn't make people feel uncomfortable. ignore.

Under this already considered too close distance, the refreshing fragrance lingering at the tip of Boyikao's nose made Boyikao's throat a little itchy, and he clearly felt the burning sensation in the roots of his ears becoming more and more obvious .

This is so weird!

Bo Yikao pursed his lips, and immediately looked away from Fu Zhenhong.

And when his eyes moved, he inevitably saw the bruises on the lips of the person in front of him.This small scar, which may not be noticeable on other people's face, is extremely eye-catching when it falls on Daji's face, because Daji's excessively fair skin makes the bruises particularly glaring.

Looking at the bruise, Bo Yikao's uneasiness just now disappeared, and his black and white pupils were full of annoyance and worry: "Does it still hurt now..." He unconsciously let it go He asked in a gentle and concerned tone.

Fu Zhenhong did not answer, but directly took the small bottle of gold sore medicine with blue and white porcelain patterns from Bo Yikao's hands. He lowered his eyes slightly, looked at this exquisite small porcelain bottle, and then put the small bottle of medicine on Bo Yikao at random. Yi Kao's belt.

Because of this action, Fu Zhenhong's fingers inevitably rubbed against Bo Yikao's tight waist wrapped under the clothes when she retracted them. Through the clothes, Fu Zhenhong felt the touch of her fingertips Under that lukewarm heat and elasticity.

As for Bo Yikao, he also faintly felt the coolness emanating from Fu Zhenhong's fingers.

He never expected that Daji, who has always been abiding by etiquette, would suddenly make such an intimate gesture to him, let alone that when the fingertips of the other party rubbed against his skin through his clothes, it would make him feel a strange feeling that his whole body was almost trembling. feel.

"You..." Bo Yikao's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he opened his mouth again, but he only uttered one sound, and the words were cut off by Fu Zhenhong.

"So what if it hurts? So what if it doesn't hurt?" Fu Zhenhong said lightly.

Bo Yikao fell silent when he heard the words, yes, the question he asked had no meaning in itself.

When Daji needed him, he was not by his side.

The belated concern is always a loss of true feelings.

Bo Yikao thought of the white cloth on the sharp branch that he saw by the faint moonlight when he was going down the mountain, it must be the cloth of Daji's clothes that was accidentally torn.

Perhaps it was because Daji saw her helping her cousin who was about to fall, which made Daji misunderstand, so that she did not show up even though she had already arrived at the appointment place.

Bo Yikao wanted to explain, but Fu Zhenhong shook his head as if feeling something, blocking Bo Yikao's words.In the next second, he held Bo Yikao's hand. When Bo Yikao was slightly stunned by the touch, Fu Zhenhong held Bo Yikao's finger with his fingertips, and put the warm fingertips on the other side's body. To the bruise at the corner of his own lip.

The smooth and delicate touch in his hand surprised Bo Yikao slightly. He wanted to withdraw his hand, but Fu Zhenhong, who sensed his intention, held it tighter.

Fearing that pulling back too vigorously would make the bruises on the corners of Daji's lips worse, Bo Yikao had no choice but to give up his strength and let Daji hold his hand, and said helplessly and embarrassingly, "Daji, you..." He wanted to say something, but he couldn't find a suitable description. The Daji in front of him was so strange that he thought it was another person completely.

He also once again felt the difference in Daji tonight.

In the past, he could not be said to be completely comfortable getting along with Daji, but he has never been so passive like he is now.

It seems that everything is dominated by the other party.

"Do you think I'm strange?" Fu Zhenhong asked suddenly.

Bo Yikao didn't deny that at this point, the obvious huge gap really couldn't make him simply regard this as Daji's temperament change after the accident and injury in Jizhou City.

"You feel strange because you have never known Su Daji before." Fu Zhenhong's tone was calm, as if she was stating a fact.

Daji doesn't like white clothes, doesn't like playing the piano, everything is a disguise, pretending to be what a lady should look like, and pretending to be the look that Bo Yikao would like.

Bo Yikao is so smart. From this simple sentence, he understood what Fu Zhenhong wanted to express. He lowered his dark eyes, and countless thoughts poured down from the gaps between his eyelashes. After a moment of silence, he said softly : "I let Daji have the shackles?"

Fu Zhenhong didn't answer, but moved slightly while holding Bo Yikao's hand, sliding in from the corner of her lips little by little, and finally came to the seam of her own lips.Feeling the increasingly stiff body of Bo Yikao, Fu Zhenhong's lips hooked slightly, and deliberately touched Bo Yikao's fingertips lightly with his lips, and slowly said: "Do you like me?"

When he said this, Fu Zhenhong's lips opened and closed. The gorgeous red dress made his skin extremely fair, and this fair complexion made his lips extraordinarily gorgeous.

In this cold moonlight, in the dark room, he looked like a bewitching demon.

If other people were faced with such a seemingly invisible temptation, they would have sunk into a strong love network and could not control themselves, but Bo Yikao's face was gloomy, and he withdrew his hand without any further hesitation.

"I do have some admiration for Daji. As for you..." Boyi Kao's voice suddenly cooled down. If he was just a little suspicious before, he is almost sure now: "Who are you? Where did you go?"