[Yi Tian] Reborn Qing Ruo He Ze

The eye circles are red, and it looks like nothing is wrong.

Song Qingshu frowned and thought about it, but still didn't know what happened.They haven't seen each other for half a month, so naturally it couldn't have happened in the past half month, could it be that they met Zhang Wuji before...

Thinking of how Zhiruo and Zhang Wuji chatted happily in the courtyard half a month ago, his eyes suddenly became dark.The courtyard was silent, neither of them spoke, only the crackling sound of the lights burning out in the room.

Song Qingshu suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Zhou Zhiruo's waist, and jumped out.Zhou Zhiruo stayed in his arms without struggling, and he put her down in a forest in the back mountain.Looking down at her indifferent expression, he turned around with a self-deprecating laugh, pursed his lips and said, "Do you all think Zhang Wuji is better than me?"

After returning to Wudang Mountain, Master and his father were very happy to see Zhang Wuji come back.For half a month, Zhang Wuji practiced martial arts with his master every day on Wudang Mountain.No matter in his previous life or this life, he had never received such an honor.

He can ignore all of these.Only Zhiruo, he couldn't help but care.

Zhou Zhiruo heard that his tone was wrong, and looked up at him.The night is dark, but the moonlight is bright, illuminating the open and slightly bright forest.

"What does this have to do with Zhang Wuji?" As she spoke, she felt a little sad for him.Looking at Song Qingshu's slender back, she felt a little inexplicably lonely.Zhang Wuji has returned to Wudang Mountain, the elders in Wudang must be very happy.

Song Qingshu turned around and looked down at her. Under the soft moonlight, her eyes were clear, and his dark and unclear expression was reflected in the black pupils.

"Does it really have nothing to do with him, Zhiruo?" Song Qingshu pursed his lips and asked.

"No! Don't change the subject. You're meeting beauties yourself, but you're talking about these things." Zhou Zhiruo rolled her eyes and said, her tone slightly sour.

Blinking his eyes in confusion, Song Qingshu asked in bewilderment, "What kind of night party beauty?"

"At the inn half a month ago." Zhou Zhiruo glared at him and said slowly.

Half a month ago at the inn...

After thinking about it, a sudden look flashed across Song Qingshu's eyes. Looking at Zhou Zhiruo's flushed face and dodging eyes, he suddenly understood the reason for her anger.He leaned down slightly, pressed his warm forehead against hers, and said with a smile, "Zhiruo, are you jealous?"

Zhou Zhiruo's heart moved, she remained silent, and turned away from looking at him.

Song Qingshu was very happy to see her playful appearance, she usually had a cold and reserved appearance, although he didn't show it on the surface, but he was still afraid in his heart, afraid that she would not have him in her heart.

Therefore, on the day when Guangmingding was wiped out, seeing her talking with Zhang Wuji in a soft voice made him already feel unhappy, but later when he saw her talking with Zhang Wuji in the courtyard, the demon in his heart arose. Walk.

After thinking about it for a long time, he finally decided to feel relieved, but he still wanted to see Zhiruo and talk to her.But she didn't expect that she deliberately ignored him because she was jealous.

Thinking of this, I just feel that all the doubts and haze before have been swept away, and there is only unspeakable joy.

"There is no beautiful woman, just someone who wants to make a deal with me. Zhiruo, apart from you, I will never look at other women again." Song Qingshu deliberately leaned into her ear and said.

The warm breath brushed the loose hair around her ears, Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help shrinking her neck, and pushed him.

"Who knows if what you said is true." Although Zhou Zhiruo said so, she knew that he would not lie to her.He won't say what he doesn't want to say, but he won't lie to her.Glancing at him, a pair of black and clear pupils smiled.

"Do you still remember the woman who came down from the top of the light and followed Zhang Wuji?" Song Qingshu stretched out his hand to grab her hand and put it in his own.

Xiao Zhao.Of course she does.She nodded, looked at him suspiciously, looked at him suspiciously and asked, "That day was her?"

Song Qingshu nodded, but didn't want to say any more, he would handle these matters well.He turned to ask, "Did you come to see me that day?" It seems that when he went to find him that night, she deliberately ignored him by not opening the door.

Thinking of his desolate back just now and the fact that he turned and left in the courtyard that day, Zhou Zhiruo was held back by his hand, lowered her head and said softly: "I'm going to explain. That day in the inn courtyard, Mr. Zhang is thanking me for the kindness I gave him when I was on Hanshui."

Song Qingshu's eyes darkened suddenly, and he held back Zhou Zhiruo, holding Zhou Zhiruo in his arms, stroking her smooth, crow-black long hair with one hand.

"I'm not familiar with him." Zhou Zhiruo added.Song Qingshu only felt that his heart had finally come to fruition.

He let go of Zhou Zhiruo, stared into her eyes, and suddenly lowered his head to kiss her tender red lips.

Zhou Zhiruo covered his pressed thin lips, shook her head and said, "I still have something to say."

She looked at Song Qingshu and smiled strangely.Suddenly took a few steps back, put away his smile and said expressionlessly: "Master said, she prefers me to take over as the next head of Emei."

A trace of sternness flashed across Song Qingshu's eyes, and he stared straight at her for a moment, Zhou Zhiruo also looked back at him generously, with a wicked smile hidden in her beautiful eyes.

"Then what do you mean?" Song Qingshu opened his lips and asked, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, hiding a trace of danger.Miejue Shi was too fond of Zhiruo, he had known it for a long time, but he didn't expect that she would pick it out with Zhiruo so early.

"I, of course I want to listen to Master's words... Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm') Zhou Zhiruo's remaining words were squeezed between her fiery thin lips before she could utter them.

Zhou Zhiruo's lips were tightly pressed by Song Qingshu, her eyes widened in surprise, and she wanted to back away, but his hand held the back of her head forcefully so that she could not move even a bit.She frowned, and punched Song Qingshu several times angrily, but he remained motionless.Only then did she meekly put her hand on his broad back and grabbed his shirt.

Song Qingshu let her hit him, he didn't feel any pain anyway with this little force.After the lingering kiss was over, Song Qingshu reluctantly pecked her water-colored red lips a few more times, and his eyes darkened a bit.

The cool breeze blows past, bringing a burst of coolness.The breath of the two of them was a little messy.Zhou Zhiruo blushed slightly, looked at Song Qingshu with her beautiful eyes full of water, and said angrily, "Deng Tuzi."

Song Qingshu's whole body was tightened by her glistening eyes, took a deep breath, and suppressed the restlessness in his heart.He chuckled softly, put his arms around her waist and took her into his arms, and said with a smile: "You are not the only outstanding disciple of the Emei Sect. The teacher can choose from among your senior sisters." A successor head. Besides, if you marry Wudang in the future, Wudang and Emei will be regarded as having an in-law relationship."

Miejue Shitai already has this plan, so it's time for him to start doing something.Going back this time, let dad go to Emei to propose marriage.Song Qingshu pondered silently in his heart.

"Who wants to marry you?" Zhou Zhiruo shot him a sideways look, and snorted.

Song Qingshu didn't argue with her, he grabbed one of her slender and white hands, put it on his lips and pecked it lightly, and asked for advice: "When I go back, will my father come to propose marriage?"

One after another of the trivial kisses was burned on the palm of the hand, Zhou Zhiruo only felt itchy in the palm, and couldn't help shrinking his hand, but Song Qingshu didn't let her succeed, and still held her hand.Hearing Song Qingshu's words, she stopped pulling her hand out, looked at him in surprise, seeing that he looked serious and didn't look like he was joking, she immediately shook her head and said, "No, no."

"Why not? Zhiruo, don't you want to marry me?" Song Qingshu looked at her and asked with a smile. His smile was not on the skin, and Zhou Zhiruo felt guilty for a while.

Brushing the broken hair around her cheeks, she muttered, "No. I just don't want it so early..."

Song Qingshu gently caressed her face with his big palm, and said softly, "Since it's not that you don't want to marry me, then you have to marry early and late, huh?"

Bewitched by his soft voice, Zhou Zhiruo nodded blankly before realizing something was wrong, and immediately shook her head like shaking a rattle, and said, "Anyway, anyway, it's not right now." She hasn't figured it out yet, it can't be like this Hastily agreed.

"I could have waited, but your master's words have alerted me. If you don't settle down, it will be too late." When the matter is made public, it will be bad.

"Then you have to give me some time to think about it." Zhou Zhiruo looked at the person who was forcing a marriage in front of her, a little speechless.

"Okay." Song Qingshu agreed readily, and added with a smile, "In a month or so, my father will take over as the head of Wudang, and the Emei faction will also be there. At that time, we will finalize the marriage Right. One month is enough."

Looking at the man in front of him with a light smile, Zhou Zhiruo couldn't control the urge to beat him up.

With Song Qingshu's overbearing and Zhou Zhiruo's objection ineffective, the matter was settled.The smile on Song Qingshu's lips deepened when he thought that the girl who had been studying for so long could be fixed in another month or so.

He held Zhou Zhiruo's hand and walked slowly among the mountains and forests. This time, he didn't use light work to hold her back, but took her hand for a leisurely stroll.There are only the sound of wind, insects, and the rustling of feet on the ground.

Suddenly I feel that this is also very good, as if I am getting old as I walk, holding the hand of the girl I love most all my life.

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