Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3738 Monarch Pet: Canary (41)

   Yuan Che was a little surprised, and he didn't understand how Gu Jingxian would ask such words, "My lord knows that the whole general's mansion and even Dong Ling knows that the Lord Shijunhao, I have never seen how an adult cares about a person before."

  Gu Jingxian didn't speak any more, her long eyelashes half covered her fragile and desolate look.

   Soon the fifth day of May is the Dragon Boat Festival. This year is particularly lively.

  It’s a traditional custom to eat rice dumplings in a dragon boat race.

  Before dyeing white, it was never in season. This time on a whim, Gu Jingxian made rice dumplings in the small kitchen himself. To be precise, it was Gu Jingxian's unilateral dumplings.

  Because he watched silently for a while, he couldn't stand the appearance of the white dumplings, how could it be so terrible.

  Ranbai did this to make Gu Jingxian feel a little bit of belonging. She didn't care much about what she was wearing. She simply held her chin next to her and watched Gu Jingxian's movements.

  He has very long eyelashes.

  The eyes are long, narrow and sharp, and the condensed colors are beautiful like stars.

  The side face is clean and distinct, and it is a bit less indifference that no stranger should enter.

  Ranbai suddenly leaned over, and dropped a light kiss on his profile.

   Gentle without any desire.

   is arousing.

  Gu Jingxian was stunned for a while, and his movements stopped there.

   "You do yours." White-dyed eyes curled a bit, evil spirits: "Let me kiss."

  Obviously, there were more intimate contacts before this, but Gu Jingxian was still confused by such a light as a feather kiss, and there was a faint blush in his ear.

  Although it was said that there was harassment of whitening, but in short, the dumplings were very successful in the end.

  Dyeing white is very pleasant to be a bastard.

  When the guard came over, he gave a stubborn statement: "Three beauties from the Western Regions have been sent to you, and they are now outside the general's mansion. Would you like to accept them?"

  Because of that sentence.

  The atmosphere is quiet for a while.

  Gu Jingxian's fingers holding the chopsticks paused for no reason, and subconsciously tightened, and then loosened, the Tonghu Lake was deserted and deserted.

  Dyeing white with one hand and holding his forehead with one hand, there is no change on his face. He calmly looked at Gu Jingen. The voice lingering between his lips and teeth was a bit playful and lazy: "Does General Gu want me to take it."

   "It has nothing to do with me, it's good for the adults." Gu Jingxian said without any expression on his face.

  "Are you jealous?" Dyeing white with a smile, but holding Gu Jingxian with one hand and approaching him with one hand, the final tone picked up slightly: "Huh?"

   "Why should I be jealous?" Gu Jingxian looked at her calmly and asked back.

  After a while.

General    slowly retracted his gaze, his brows were indistinguishable from his anger, and his voice was cold and pleasing: "Since General Gu doesn't care, please accept it."

  After speaking,

  She straightened up and walked out coldly.

  The lunch has not been used up, the thread entwining the zongzi has just been half untied. It looks messy, and it keeps on making it no matter what, it just left it there, and was withdrawn, and no one cared about it.

  The faint scent of palms permeates the room.

The figure of General    gradually disappeared in his eyes, and he couldn't capture any more colors. Gu Jingxian's eyes trembled, and his expression calmed down again.

  Why should he be jealous?

  He is not asking about dye white.

   is asking himself.

  In the night,

  A light rain was falling, and the sky that was still clear just now was covered with dark clouds, dark and thick like overturned ink.

   When Yuan Che heard about this, his jaw was about to drop in shock, and he said bitterly to Gu Jingxian: "Jun Sir, you can't be so dubious. You have run away from the crowd."

Gu Jingxian was sitting in a wheelchair and leaning against the window. He could see that the rain outside the window was getting heavier and the coldness had penetrated. His legs were covered with lint blankets, but there was still a cold tingling sensation. He crawled out of the bones, as if he hadn't felt half of it, holding a book in his hand plainly, without saying a word.

   "Your books are all taken down!" Yuan Che couldn't stand it anymore, and shouted.

  Gu Jingxian returned to his senses. He glanced at the book in his hand, and it did fall. Suddenly he lost interest. He kept the book on one side and silently looked at the rain outside the window.

   "Aren't you going to sleep at this late?" Yuan Che muttered softly, "Don't wait for the adults. I heard that the adults went to the new tribute beauty of the Western Regions tonight. I guess they won't come over."

  Yuan Che felt angry and liver pain when he thought about it, and he gave Gu Jingxian an idea: "Sir, you can go over and be soft. Adults have always spoiled you, so I must be reluctant to be angry with you."

"It's not necessary." Gu Jingxian pressed her thin lips coldly, and the fingers on his knees were tight and pale in color. He was concealed in his sleeves by his unmoving expression, staring at the dark night gradually surging. Torrential rain.

at the same time,

  An attic in the General Mansion.

  The candlelight is as charming as a tulle, against the dim and precious decorations and the two shadowy figures, adding a bit of silent ambiguity.

  The same cold night and rain are like two worlds.

  General's wide-sleeved robe, the black gold color is sharp and attractive, leaning carelessly on the soft collapse, lazy to the bone, evil and dangerous, the candlelight falls on her eyelashes, as delicate as a picture scroll.

  In front of her,

   A figure is kneeling down.

The man was covered with only a thin red gauze, and the scenery was looming. He knelt down beside the general's feet in a docile manner. When he raised his head, he looked up at the gods obsessively, staring boldly at the white, his eyes curled inward and outward. , I still want to talk.

  Yan Bai's expression is plain, without half reaction, and the tears in the corners of the eyes are sentimental.

  "My lord..." The man whispered, his dexterous knuckles placed on the hem of the white-dyed shirt, and he gradually walked upstream.

  Just before he touched anything, his jaw was hooked.

   Ran Bai looked at him.

  The candlelight is jumping, the only temperature in the cold night and cold rain.

  Four eyes face each other.

  The man's eyes are confused and embarrassed, full of affection.

  The hand that originally provoked his jaw had long and distinct joints, and it slipped on his neck. The cold temperature was like winter snow, which made the scalp numb.

  The man tried his best to ignore the trembling horror caused by such actions. He did not know where the fear was. He suppressed the feeling of cold all over his body and wanted to actively kiss and dye him white.

   can be in the next second.

  The hand between the neck suddenly pressed hard, pinching his neck fiercely and cold-blooded!

  This kind of action makes the fingers paler, and the blue veins are **** and seductive.

  The expression on the man’s face is permanently frozen, without any room for struggle or resistance, and even appears to be particularly docile, but under that layer of docile skin, it seems to be accompanied by a somewhat unknown fear.

  He fell to the ground.

  Yan Bai casually retracted his hand, holding the handkerchief and wiping his fingertips inch by inch, as if it was dirty, until it turned red.

  Have a gentle attitude from beginning to end.

  It seemed to fall in front of her, not a corpse.

   "A few bone lamps are missing in the mansion recently." For a while, she dragged her chin, lazy and cruel: "The other spies from the Western Regions, deal with them together, don't say anything."

  (End of this chapter)