The full-level master just wants to be a waste

Going back to Mu Qingfeng, looking at the person still lying on the bed, he still didn't do anything.

It was just a rare dream that day.

In fact, since Fu Xia brought the jade bed back from the cave, although she also slept with her, she never dreamed of the previous events.

I don't know why today, but I suddenly remembered a little bit.

It's still Ye Yun.

Yanchun is a dirt dog.

She was alone in the mountains before, and she still had to eat before the foundation was established.But when she was young, she couldn't find food to eat, so she could only eat wild fruits.Unappetizing.

So when she went to the foot of the mountain, she was very puzzled to see that the nobles of the mortal world took eating wild fruits as an elegant taste.

That year at the foot of the mountain with Shouye Yun, she recovered a little from her injury, and her relationship with Shouye Yun also improved a lot.

An old scholar moved in next door. He used to be an official in the capital, and he was very elegant.

So that summer, Yanchun leaned against the wall, while eating the cold watermelon just fished out of the well, while watching the little bookboy next door collect the dew on the bamboo leaves.

Said to keep the tea.

Some people used to make tea for Yanchun before. The water collected from the pistils of plum blossoms ten years ago and kept the old tea that has been boiled for many years. Judging by the appearance of others, it should be delicious.

Yanchun didn't know anything, but seeing everyone drinking like this, he suddenly became interested that day and wanted to make trouble with Ye Yun.

Although summer is very hot in the mortal world, but when we are tired of spring, there will be a lot of ice, so Ye Yun shrinks in the room to enjoy the coolness, not willing to come out at all.

She was finally coaxed out by Yanchun's threats and lures, and after two quarters of an hour in the early morning, when the sun came out, she was unwilling to do it.Don't go back to the house.

Tired of spring, he climbed up the wall again to look at the book boy next door.The little book boy is still holding a small bottle, collecting dew without complaint.

Yanchun rolled his eyes and poked Ye Yun's forehead: "Look at you, then at others, why can't you learn from them?"

Shou Yeyun's arms were sore from holding the bottle, and he knew what it was like to be tired of spring, so he was not afraid at all, but said stubbornly: "This is very difficult, I am good enough to collect such a little a day."

Yanchun looked at the little thing in the small bottle, and looked down upon it.

Shouye Yun said angrily: "Then try to collect so many."

Yanchun's eyes rolled: "If I can, you can go to the next door tomorrow and pull out an old scholar's hair for me."

"What do you want someone's hair for?"

"I just make things difficult for you."

Ye Yun curled his lips: "Then you collect it."

How can a person who doesn't want to hold a glass to drink water hold a small bottle to collect dew?First Ye Yun didn't believe it at all.

If you are tired of spring, you will smile.He stretched out his hand and raised his finger.

The bamboo leaves trembled, and the dew on them fell one after another.

Yanchun waved her hand again, and the drops of dew gathered together, following Yanchun's fingers, and fell into the bottle in her hand.

In the dream, Shouye Yun was furious, and came over to break her hand to grab her bottle, but she dodged him lightly: "You can't keep your word, go pull out your hair now."

The bottle in his hand was still snatched.

This little thing is quite powerful, it can actually grab something from my hand?

Tired of spring, he couldn't help but snatch the things back quickly.

The bottle didn't feel right until it was in my hand.

She shouldn't have the ability to snatch things from her own hands.The thing in my hand doesn't feel like a bottle either.

The originally chaotic mind suddenly became sober, and Fu Xia opened his eyes.

How can there be any bottle in hand.

Only the little backer's hand, because of what he did just now, the part he held was red.

Fu Xia looked at the hand in his hand, feeling disappointed, and turned his head to look at the face of the little backer.

They met eyes.

Fu Xia was startled.

In fact, Ning Rong just woke up, and her body still hurts.I can't tell where it hurts, but it seems to hurt everywhere.The right hand was extremely painful, and it seemed that the younger sister was pulling it.

The junior sister was still sleeping, she didn't know what she had dreamed of, with a smile on her face.

Ning Rong didn't even call her junior sister, but just turned her head to look at junior sister.

When I saw Gu Yu and those demons before, I was able to pretend to be calm and run away with Su Miao, and I still remembered to use all the magic tools I could use, which seemed extraordinarily rational and calm.

Unable to run away, she was wounded and lying in a pool of blood in the end. The injury was so severe that she had no chance to react, and passed out directly.

But the moment he fell from the sword, he was thinking about his junior sister who was lying on Mu Qingfeng.

Fortunately, I didn't bring my junior sister out.

Now that I wake up, I feel that there is no intermittent pain in my body, which is almost engraved into the bone marrow.

Still glad.

Fortunately, I didn't bring my junior sister there.

If junior sister goes now, I don't know how painful it will be.

I just don't know how long I've been unconscious, and I don't know how my junior sister has been during the time I've been unconscious.

Looking at Fu Xia, Ning Rong always felt that someone treated her junior sister badly when she was unconscious.

Junior sister looks very tired now.

Just as she was staring at Fu Xia intently, Fu Xia opened her eyes.

Just woke up, but still fell asleep on this well-documented Yuan Yushi bed.

Fu Xia was very vigilant, afraid that Chalcedony would make trouble again.So the eyes are extremely sharp, with single eyelids and long straight eyelashes, it seems like a sharp sword.

And because he just fell asleep, there is a trace of water in his eyes, which looks contradictory and cute.

Fu Xia was very annoyed when he first saw the little backer was injured.

Most of this annoyance is the anguish of being powerless to myself. Seeing my little backer hurt like this is uncomfortable and distressing, but I have nothing to do. All emotions, all regret, distress, guilt, anger and anger have become annoyance.

Then it got better.

Now I suddenly saw the little backer opened his eyes, and the emotion climbed up little by little, like waves beating against the heart, and like a cluster of flames burning.Fu Xia was so steamed that he was at a loss, looking at the little backer, he didn't know how to react.

It was Ning Rong who spoke first.

She looked at Fu Xia, whose hand was still held by Fu Xia.She didn't want to take it out either, so she could only smile: "I'm sorry, the cakes I bought may not taste good."

I don't know how long I slept, but it must have been a long time.I didn't buy popcorn, the only pastry I bought, after so long, it must not taste good.

Fu Xia had a sore nose.She looked at Ning Rong.

Ning Rong looked at her with tolerance in her eyes, and the most thing she felt was guilt.

She didn't cry when she was hurt, and she didn't cry when she saw Xiao Guashan was hurt, but now she heard Xiao Guashan say this, and she suddenly couldn't hold back her tears.

Ning Rong didn't expect Fu Xia to cry suddenly, she used her free left hand to wipe Fu Xia's tears in a panic, and asked anxiously, "What's wrong? Don't cry. Who bullied you?"

Although I was talking about pastries, my junior sister definitely didn't cry because of pastries.It should be that she was not here, she was wronged in a hurry, the suzerain was so busy, she could only bear it by herself when she was sad, but now that she woke up, she couldn't help it.

Fu Xia sniffled and said with teary eyes, "You."

Ning Rong was at a loss, but apologized obediently: "I'm sorry."

Fu Xia didn't speak, put his head on Ning Rong's shoulder, and wiped away his tears on the soft underwear.

Only now did Ning Rong have time to look at the people around her, and she asked, "Why are Zhao Han and Gu Yu here?"

There are no words to describe the matter.

Fu Xia slowed down for a while, then sat up and put on his shoes: "I'll call the suzerain."

Ning Rong watched her junior sister put on shoes with her back facing her, her slightly arched back had an obvious and beautiful arc, like a bridge, or like a rainbow after the rain.

She seems to have lost a lot of weight.

After putting on her shoes, Fu Xia turned her head and put her face in front of Ning Rong: "Are your eyes still red? Can you tell?"

Ning Rong nodded slightly.

Fu Xia wiped his eyes with his sleeve again: "What about now?"

Ning Rong saw that her junior sister's eyelashes were in clusters because of the water, and the corners of her eyes were wet, and felt itchy in her hands.But my heart is sour.

Fu Xia looked at the small self in the eyes of the little backer, and moved a little closer: "Fuck it for me."

Ning Rong's body still hurts, and it hurts even more when she lifts it up.

But she was still very careful and gently pushed away the tufted eyelashes.With his little finger, he wiped away the mist from the corner of his eyes.

Fu Xia was almost leaning on Ning Rong, she got very close, her chin rested on Ning Rong's collarbone, her eyes were full of Ning Rong.Whispered: "Don't tell anyone."

Ning Rong also said in a low voice, "Don't say it."

"Don't say it!"

In fact, the little backer is no longer moving. Fu Xia knows that the little backer has already arranged for herself, but she is very happy now, and there is a little joy of regaining it. She doesn't want to go to the suzerain at all, and she doesn't want to spend time with the little backer. How she got hurt and how many times she got hurt.It hurts to think about these things.

So she didn't make any move, she still lay on Ning Rong's body, and whispered again: "Don't tell anyone, I can't afford to lose this person!"

She didn't leave, and Ning Rong didn't say anything.He just looked at her seriously and reassured: "I really don't want to say anything."

The air seems to be starting to thicken now, a little bit like pouring out a whole jar of honey.

Fu Xia looked at the face of the little backer, and after a while, slowly moved closer.

When Su Nian pushed the door and came in, what she saw was such a scene.

Su Miao is still in Nian Hanzong, but Chenlang still has a lot of things that Su Nian needs to decide. She can spare some time to take Su Miao back, but she doesn't have time to stay in Nian Han and watch Su Miao.She only kept a few maids who usually take care of Su Miao, and she came to see her when she had time.

The few times she came here before, she also found out that Fu Xia is very good, but he just likes to do nothing, wastes good time on sleeping, and is basically two people with what she thought before.

It was even more extreme today, as soon as Su Nian opened the door, she saw that there was no one in the place where Fu Xia usually lay.

At that time, I was a little relieved, thinking that Fu Xia finally knew to go out and do something.

In the blink of an eye, who was that person on top of Ning Rong? !

Isn't it the Fu Xia who loves leisure and hates work?

Su Nian liked Ning Rong very much at first, but now seeing Fu Xia bullying Ning Rong, she became even angrier.

She stretched out her hand to grab Fu Xia, thinking that the injured should not be disturbed when she read this, she reprimanded in a low voice: "Get out! If you push Ning Rong out of the way..."

Su Nian didn't spare any strength, her original intention was to throw people out directly.

But didn't throw it out.

She picked up Fu Xia and lifted it up a bit, only to realize that Fu Xia was still holding Ning Rong's hand.

Looking along this arm, Ning Rong opened his eyes, his face was pale, but he still smiled politely and gently as always: "Master Uncle."

Finding that Ning Rong has woken up, Su Nian subconsciously goes to see Su Miao.

Su Miao has not woken up yet.

Fu Xia was still grabbed by Su Nian.

In fact, Fu Xia was very uncomfortable, and his neck was strangled by his collar, making him uncomfortable.

And just now, he was talking to his little backer, but he was picked up suddenly, Fu Xia was very upset.

If the little backer hadn't woken up now, Fu Xia must have turned around and broke free.

But now the little backer is awake.

Fu Xia looked at Ning Rong, pouted in aggrieved manner.She didn't speak, but silently shouted with her lips: "Senior Sister."

Suddenly, a little strength came from his subordinates, and he pulled the person he was holding down.

Su Nian looked over.

Ning Rong pulled Fu Xia, trying to pull Fu Xia back.

Seeing his gaze, this always gentle and polite nephew still smiled, his eyes full of connivance: "Junior sister was just playing with me just now."

Is this a big person lying on the wounded person, or is it just a joke?Don't you know how badly you hurt?

Su Nian looked at Ning Rong who looked at Fu Xia kindly and leniently, and thought about Fu Xia who could kick off her spirit beast legs casually, and couldn't help asking: "Do you know what kind of person you are as a junior sister?" ?”

Ning Rong didn't know why.

Su Nian put Fu Xia aside, pointed to the bed on her body: "This jade bed was brought back by your junior sister."

She is so powerful, why does she need your protection?

For some reason, Ning Rong thought of that jade bead, and of her junior sister who was easily grinding the bead.

Ning Rong's gaze shifted to Fu Xia little by little.