Chapter 3738

Yuanche was a little surprised. He didn't understand how Gu Jingxian would ask such a question. "Adults know how to serve Jun. the whole general's house and even Donggu. I've never seen adults care about a person before."

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

Soon, the fifth day of May is the Dragon Boat Festival, which is particularly lively this year.

It is a traditional custom to race dragon boats and eat zongzi.

Before dyeing white, there was no Festival. This time, on a whim, Gu Jingxian personally wrapped zongzi in the small kitchen. To be exact, Gu Jingxian unilaterally wrapped zongzi.

Because after watching it silently for a while, he really couldn't see the appearance of the rice dumplings dyed white. How terrible.

Ranbai did this to make Gu Jingxian feel a little belonging. She didn't care what she wrapped up. She simply supported her chin and looked at Gu Jingxian's actions.

He has long eyelashes.

The eyes are long, narrow and sharp, and their color is beautiful like stars.

The lines on the side face are clean and clear, and there is a little indifference that strangers are not allowed to enter, like the childe of whose scenery Jiyue.

Ranbai suddenly leaned over and gave him a kiss on his side face.

Gentle without any desire.

It's exciting.

Gu Jingxian was stunned and stopped there.

"You do yours." dyed white eyes bent, full of evil spirit: "I kiss."

Mingming had more intimate contact before this, but Gu Jingxian still confused his mind because of such a kiss as light as a thin feather, and there was a faint Fei on his ear.

Although it is said that there was a white harassment, zongzi finally came out of the pot very successfully.

Dyeing white is very pleasant to be a bastard.

When the bodyguard came over, he told him, "three beauties have been sent from the western regions. Now they have arrived outside the general's house. Do you want to take them?"

Because of that sentence.

The atmosphere was quiet for a moment.

Gu Jingxian's fingers holding chopsticks stopped for no reason. Subconsciously, they tightened and loosened again. The pupil in the lake was cold.

Dyed white with one hand on his forehead, there was no change on his face. He calmly looked at Gu and was surprised and envied. The lingering voice from his lips and teeth brought a bit of playful laziness: "general Gu wants me to take it."

"It has nothing to do with me. Just make up your mind." Gu Jingxian said quietly without any look on his face.

"Are you jealous?" ran Bai smiled, holding Gu Jingxian's side behind him with one hand, and approached him with a slight tail tone: "hmm?"

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

A moment later.

The general slowly took back his eyes. His eyebrows were difficult to distinguish between happiness and anger, and his voice was cold and pleasant: "since general Gu doesn't care, take it."

With that,

She straightened up and walked out coldly.

Lunch hasn't been used up yet. The thread wrapped around zongzi has just been untied. It looks messy. It can't be done any more. It's just put on hold there. It's withdrawn and no one cares.

The faint fragrance of brown seeds diffuses in the room.

The general's back gradually disappeared in his eyes, and he could not catch any color. Gu was surprised and envied, his eyes trembled, and then calmed down.

Why is he jealous?

He's not asking about dyed white.

He asked himself.

Into the night,

The light rain was falling, and the sky that had just been clear was shrouded in clouds. The dark color was thick like overturned ink.

When yuanche heard this, his jaw was about to fall off. He said to Gu Jingxian bitterly, "you can't be so duplicative, sir. You've run away from the popularity."

Gu Jingxian sat in a wheelchair and leaned against the window. He could see the rain outside the window gradually getting bigger and the cold feeling seeping in. His legs were covered with a cotton blanket, but there was still a cold tingling feeling crawling out of the bone. He didn't feel half. He held a book in his hand and said nothing.

"You've taken all your books down!" Yuan Che couldn't read any more and shouted.

Gu was surprised and envied. He looked at the book in his hand and did fall. He suddenly lost interest. He still put the book on one side and silently looked at the rain outside the window.

"Don't you sleep so late." Yuan Che whispered, "don't wait for adults. I heard that adults went to the beauty who paid tribute to the western regions tonight. It's estimated that they won't come."

Yuan Che thought about it and gave Gu Jingxian an idea: "go and take a soft coat, Shijun. Adults have always spoiled you. They must be reluctant to be angry with you."

"It's not necessary." Gu Jingxian sipped his thin lips coldly. His fingers on his knees were tight and pale. They were covered in his sleeves by his immovable look, staring at the gradually turbulent rainstorm in the heavy night.

meanwhile,

An attic in the general's house.

The candle is as enchanting as gauze, setting off the dark and valuable furnishings and two shadowy figures, adding a bit of silent ambiguity and moving.

Cold rain is like two worlds with that night.

The general's long robe with wide sleeves is sharp and attractive in black gold. She leans carelessly on the soft collapse, lazy to the bone, evil and dangerous. The candle falls on her eyelashes, as delicate as a picture roll.

In front of her,

A figure knelt down.

The man was wearing a thin red gauze all over his body. The scenery was looming. He knelt down at the general's feet so meekly. When he looked up, he seemed to look up to the gods. He stared at dye white boldly. His eyes were hooked inside and outside, and wanted to say something.

Dyed white looked flat, no half reaction, tear nevus in the corners of the eyes.

"My lord..." the man whispered, and his dexterous knuckles rested on a piece of dyed white clothes, almost teasing and gradually swam upward.

Just before he touched anything, his chin was hooked up.

Dyed white looked at him.

Candlelight jumped, the only temperature in the cold night and rain.

Four eyes are opposite.

The man's eyes were misty and shy, full of affection.

The hand that had provoked his jaw was slender and clear, and slipped between his neck. The temperature was cold like winter snow, making people's scalp numb.

The man tried to ignore the shivering horror brought by such actions. He didn't know where he was afraid. He forced down the cold feeling all over and wanted to take the initiative to kiss dye white.

But in the next second.

The hand between the neck suddenly exerted force and pinched his neck in a cruel and cold-blooded way!

That kind of action makes the fingers more pale, and the green tendons are sexy and attractive.

The expression on the man's face is always fixed, there is no room for struggle and resistance, and even appears particularly docile, but under that layer of docile skin, it seems to be accompanied by some unknown fear.

He fell to the ground.

And dyed white man inadvertently took back his hand and wiped his fingertips inch by inch with a handkerchief. It seemed that he was too dirty until he rubbed it red.

From the beginning to the end, they have a relaxed attitude.

It seemed that what fell in front of her was not a body.

"Recently, there are few bone lamps in the house." for a long time, she dragged her chin, lazy and cruel: "the other spies from the western regions will be dealt with together. Don't make a noise."