He nodded, oh, and then took the initiative to clasp dye's white hand. His action was slow and sticky. He joked: "do you want to go with me?"

"Good." his thin and soft lips were lifted and understated.

There was no expression on dye's white face. She pulled out her fingers, but they were buckled more tightly by the other party. The temperature attached to her knuckles was transmitted to her skin. It was cold and cold. The other party's long fingers were white and beautiful. The slightly cold knuckles pressed her hands. There was a strange and subtle tenderness. She was completely surrounded and stopped for a few seconds. She stopped and looked down at their hands.

Yunxi watched silently.

Tell the truth.

He felt that the childe was playing a rogue.

Yunxi hesitated and decided to see through.

The sun was a little hot. Chu Zhouzhi took the man to the study and asked her, "can you read?"

Dyed white nodded.

"Read by yourself." Chu Zhou looked at her and said slowly.

The study is very big. The bookshelf is full of books. Dyed white glanced at it from top to bottom. Gu Zi took out a Jianghu essay and went to the soft couch next to him. He was not shy at all and read with low eyes.

Chu Zhou leaned carelessly against the bookshelf, and his eyes fell on the mute girl. He turned around lightly. The girl looked cold and calm. Her long eyelashes hung down and stained with scattered light gold sunshine. It was like cold and precious porcelain, with an ancient and solemn silence.

That temperament is not like ordinary people. Of course, ordinary people will not disfigure and lose their voice. I don't know which girl came out. She is so cold. Chu Zhouzhi hasn't seen her smile yet. She looks like a little old-fashioned. The more so, the more he wants to tease her, he can't tell what he thinks at the bottom of his heart, and there are su itching around.

He sighed, turned and pulled out a book from the bookshelf without looking at the title. His long finger was lazy and turned two pages. He felt something was wrong. He noticed that the person opposite was looking at him, so he raised his eyelashes and looked at dye white.

After a few seconds of silence, dye Bai frowned and pursed her lips. She seemed to be considering what. Finally, she raised her hand and knocked on the book in her hand, and then made an action to take the book down.

Chu Zhouzhi slowly took back his sight and looked down at the book in his hand. He understood why something was wrong. He straightened the book with his long fingers against the corner of the book. His joints were beautiful, sexy and tasteless. Finally, he put the book back on the shelf and just stared at dye white lazily.

"Little mute, do you want to talk?" he naturally called out his title and asked a sentence. The voice line was low dumb and naturally showed unique sound quality. Whatever he said was like flirting, which made people's ears half Su and looked at dye white seriously.

Ran Bai opened a page of the book, raised his eyes without waves and waves, glanced at him obliquely, and the glance was light and cold. Chu Zhouzhi inexplicably understood her meaning from the girl's eyes.

She seems to be saying, "nonsense."

Chu Zhouzhi couldn't help laughing. He raised his eyebrows with great interest. He felt as if he had found a small treasure. His white fingertips thoughtfully pointed his dark red and thin soft lips. The snow-white skin color against the crimson lips interwoven a strange sense of attraction. "When your injury is cured and you can get on the way, I'll take you to cure your throat."

Although the doctors in the villa can cure ran Bai's injuries and restore his appearance, his voice is completely destroyed. There is no way. One person can.

Ran Bai was silent for a moment, put down the book, looked at Chu Zhou with clear fog and black eyes, tilted his head, hooked him and asked him to come over a little.

"How dare you tell your childe." Chu Zhouzhi leaned against the bookshelf, his long hair was tied with a bamboo hairpin, and the two strands of hair hung freely in front of his forehead. He said slowly, "you little mute, how bold you are."

The next second,

A book hit him directly.

Chu Zhouzhi accurately picked up the book, which was read by ran Bai. The book recorded some Jianghu chores and comments. He looked down at the book cover, put his fingertips against a corner of the book, and left the girl's body temperature. The fragrance lingered, and his voice sighed: "how so irritable."

He walked over with the book and said with a smile, "childe, I'm generous. I don't care about you."

Ranbai is too lazy to argue with him.

It's really inconvenient not to talk.

She coldly and violently pulled Chu Zhouzhi's hand over, making the man lean slightly, with a strand of hair hanging down, the collar of the snow coat slightly open, the clavicle looming, dyed white and didn't look, so Chu Zhouzhi straightened his hand.

Chu Zhou was slender. At the moment, he bent over very leniently and looked at the girl's movements. He handed her a hand to ran Bai. He was lazy, and the ending was low and itchy: "tell me a little secret? You really have an eye."

The mute girl paused for two seconds, looked at him coldly, made a shut up action, and looked a little upset.

She moved her fingertips and wrote three words on Chu Zhouzhi's hand. The fingers held on her fingertips had clear veins and felt comfortable. She could vaguely smell the light lotus fragrance on each other's body. She gathered the bewitchment of unclear words, lingered on the tip of her nose, dyed white eyelashes, and her eyes were a little light.

——Miracle doctor valley.

Then he drew a fork neatly.

"Have a grudge against the miracle doctor Valley?" Chu Zhou stopped smiling and asked casually. He didn't intend to hear the answer. He looked at the girl's eyes close at hand. It was as beautiful as the night sky. He said, "don't go to the miracle doctor valley." his cold fingertips gently picked up the girl's chin, stared at her affectionately, and hooked his lips with unclear meaning for a long time: "if this face is not destroyed, look at the ice flesh and jade bones, it must be a beauty."

Ran Bai narrowed her eyes and knocked Chu Zhouzhi's hand off with a "snap". His strength was cold and fierce, leaving a bright mark on the back of the man's hand. His skin was white. It was a little pathetic.

If she hadn't been unable to speak, ranbai would have flirted back.

Annoying.

Chu Zhou hissed, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and the radian of his long eyelashes was fine and attractive. "If you are kind enough to treat you, how can you repay the enemy with kindness?"

"No cure." he glanced at her and said softly.

Ranbai doesn't speak, his expression is indifferent, picks up the book next to him, weighs it in his hand, considers the weight, and finally feels quite appropriate.

Chu Zhouzhi was silent for a few seconds, and his peach blossom eyes were full of tears: "young master, I feel pity for you, so I don't want to let our little nine children can't speak." he reached out and pinched the girl's soft cheek, and muttered to himself, "but you can't run after curing you."

Maybe ranbai guessed who Chu Zhouzhi was going to find. There was one person in the world who could not be cured by the miracle doctor Gu.

Xijiang poison doctor.

It's called Heisha.

It is said that he is an old man over 100 years old. He has a strange temper. He is dressed in black robes and full of poison. Ordinary people dare not touch him. But the black evil spirit comes and goes without a trace. He only kills people but does not save people. Only poison has no antidote. So far, no one has been able to break this example.

Ranbai reads quietly, while Chu Zhou stops lazily looking at ranbai.

The knock on the door rang out. Yun Xi came in with a wrinkled face and whispered, "there was an accident with hairy crabs..."