I'd rather lose the world

Jin Mi straightened up, looked at him, and burst into tears in an instant, "Xiao Yuxianguan, why did you take Yuan Jun and Qing Jiu away, I am, did I do something wrong?"

Runyu suddenly lowered her head to look at her, but now her complexion was ruddy, a little more charming than rose, which made people want to bite down, "You know it yourself." But as soon as the words came out, there was another cold sentence.

He didn't want to deceive himself any longer, and he didn't want to be fooled by Jin Mi anymore.

He was about to leave, but Jin Mi's sleepy eyes were hazy, but he grabbed the sash around his waist, and the catkin lightly buckled it, just hooking it to his belt. "Where are you going?" His face was rosy, but he was clearly questioning.

Before Runyu could speak, she stretched out the tip of her tongue and licked her cherry lips, "I want to drink water." Her voice was a little languid and soft.

A cup of clear tea with ambergris in the hall, he walked slowly, handed the tea cup to her, with an extremely indifferent expression, "Drink it."

Deep in the curtain, Jin Mi was sitting there obediently, and deep in his pupils, he was the only one with his face, with his head slightly lowered, a strand of black hair fell on his forehead, she took the cup with both hands, took a sip, and then Frowning and shouting, "It's hot." But Runyu clearly remembered that the tea had been left for a while, so it wouldn't be so hot, Jin Mi said again, "You don't believe me, why don't you drink it yourself?"

Runyu took a sip without doubting him, the tea was mild and moderate, and he was about to speak when the woman on the bed suddenly stood up, stretched out her hand to brush her slightly messy temple hair behind her ears, and suddenly , kissed his thin lips.

He didn't have time to react, he was dragged by her behavior, and then fell down on the bed together, but she was still smiling, as if drunk, until she gasped slightly, "Why are you angry?" She asked herself, " Why didn't you tell me you were hurt?"

It wasn't until she was picked up that she stopped talking.

Wrapped in a brocade quilt, she sat on the side, drooping her head, rubbing her fingertips on the bed for a while, thinking that Yanyou's thinking was too simple this time, she sat down step by step according to the incense album that day, and she could only sit down. Runyu looked cold.

"Yanyou taught?" He asked again.

Jin Mi coughed a few times, "I went to school."

"I don't know, when did Mi'er love reading so much?" He and her were sitting opposite each other, with the cups in their hands set aside, leaning slightly on the jade railing of the bed, looking at her with all his leisure, "Books Woolen cloth?'

Jin Mi couldn't utter a word, thinking of what Yuan Jun told her, how strict You Sheng Zhen Jun was as a teacher, and how Run Yu was the same tonight, so she had to make jokes, "Give it back to the fox fairy."

The book written by the Immortal under the Moon is naturally not a good book.

Runyu looked at her resentfully, but felt that his anger was all gone now, "Let's talk."

Yanyou always said that he was self-righteous and rarely asked Jin Mi what he meant, but today he was sitting here to figure out the ins and outs of this matter.

Jin Mi looked confused, didn't know what he was going to say, and suddenly realized, "Oh, this beauty trick is page No.30 of that book..."

His knuckle-boned hands lightly clasped the jade railing, "It's not this."

A ray of moonlight happened to fall on her temples, she hesitated for a long time, and finally said, "There is a baby under the East China Sea, do you know?"

Runyu didn't answer, but her expression was getting colder. Seeing Jin Mi discerning at this moment, "That thing is called the time wheel." Jin Mi vividly described how the thing towered into the clouds and how majestic it was, and finally said , "That's something that can turn back time."

"So..." His voice was trembling, but it was so clear, "You want to turn back the time and go back to the past?"

Jin Mi nodded.

The last trace of expression in his eyes also disappeared, and the pitch black night suddenly enveloped him.