Yao Sisi acted like he was meditating, he did not say a word, nor did he blink. Dong Fengpo's heart was stifled, his hands grabbed onto her shoulders and started to shake violently. "Little girl, wake up, girl! "Little girl!"
Only now did she recover her wits and look at an enlarged face. That anxious expression was all because of her. She put away her sadness and smiled. "I'm fine. I'm just a bit lost in thought."
Dong Fengpo was slightly at ease, but he could clearly see the sadness in her eyes. He could not bear it, so he took a chair to sit beside her and wrapped her red and swollen hands around his big hands in a warm manner, "Girl, why were you so sad just now?"
Yao Sisi lowered his head, "Nothing, I just feel that too many people died in battle."
"Little girl, do you not like my hands covered in blood?"
There was no expression on his side face, but the words were said with fear. He was afraid that she didn't like it and was very afraid.
She quickly shook her head, raised her head, and looked at him with a pair of smiling eyes, "You really know how to associate this with someone. She hurriedly shook her head, and raised her head, and looked at him with a pair of smiling eyes, and said:" You really know how to associate this with someone.
"Hur hur, you!"
Dong Fengpo was so amused by Yao Sisi that his heart had also calmed down. He reached out his hand and pointed at the center of her brows, then cuddled her under the quilt, before looking at Yao Sisi with a slightly displeased expression: "Look, I'm only away for a day, and you've already made yourself look like this. How can you make me feel at ease!"
On the battlefield, Dong Fengpo was extremely calm and merciless, while the person in front of him was filled with deep emotions, like a gentle drizzle.
Yao Sisi was thinking, could he be Nie Fan, could he be the person she was looking for in her previous life? He covered his face and looked out the window, pretending to be lively as he said, "Feng Po, you said that you would give me a gift after winning. I want it."
He allowed the person in front of him to remove the mask on his face, making him fall in a daze for a long time. Long ago, she had happily asked him for something as he thought, even if Dong Fengpo understood that she was only asking him for a gift right now, he still felt a warm feeling in his heart. A sense of satisfaction slowly arose.
"Hurry up and give it to her. Are you going to go back on your word? I won't comply!"
"Why does a girl call herself 'mistress'?"
"Why don't you like it?"
She had an expression of "if you dare say you don't like it" on her face, as though she was going on with you, she looked at Dong Fengpo's handsome face with a threatening gaze.
Dong Fengpo helped her move the hair around her ears, "My little girl is at the prime of her life, didn't you call me grandaunt to make my little girl look ugly?"
"Hehe, Feng Po, you are becoming more and more enlightened. Why are your words so numb?"
Yao Sisi smiled like a peach blossoming, and tugged on Dong Fengpo's arm to shake him, "Hurry and give it to me."
"Alright!"
He took out a wooden sculpture from his bosom. As he got closer, the outline of the sculpture became clearer — it was a beautiful woman. Her hair was tied up in a high bun, and her palace dress was elegant. Her eyes were filled with a lovely spirit aura.
"It's very similar! Did you carve Wind Break? "
Yao Sisi exclaimed. Dong Fengpo smiled lovingly again and nodded. He asked uncertainly: "Do you like it?"
"Yes." I like it, haha. I never would have thought that the East Young Master, who has always been an expert in killing, would be able to create such a good carpentry job. It's not simple at all. "
When these words came out, Dong Fengpo was greatly embarrassed. A thought quickly flashed through her mind, does she still mind killing someone like him in his heart? However, Yao Sisi did not see it.
"Feng Po, can you carve a beautiful bracelet on my hand?"
In reality, Yao Sisi didn't really believe that Dong Fengpo would make such a detailed and realistic thing. Carving of bracelets was only an excuse that she wanted to see for herself. He nodded and drew his knife.
Yao Sisi looked at the good knife that was used to kill, and stuttered: "You, you want to use this to carve such a small wooden sculpture?"
"Yeah, this is what I used to carve."
She knew what insolence was, but she had never seen such an insolent person. He actually said that the one carving this was from the large killing knife in his hand. Did she hear him wrong? Yao Sisi was unhappy. Although the wooden carving in his hand looked good, if it was a fake, then it would be like drinking another bowl of delicious soup. Even after drinking half a bowl, he would see a strand of black hair on the bottom of the bowl.
"Little girl, are you blaming me for using this murderous knife to carve your sculpture? I'll go back and find a clean knife to re-carve it for you. "
His features were deep, his eyes blaming himself for his loss, and his hidden injuries. Just now, his hurt eyes made her heartbeat slow down by a few beats. She quickly made up for it by grabbing the statue on the table in her arms, "No, I just, just don't believe that such a big knife can be used to carve such a small thing. It's not that I blame you for not having a clean knife." "I just think it's always been a very small knife. You being sad, I really don't dislike your knife being a killing knife.
The flustered explanation, which had no proper reasoning behind it, actually made Dong Fengpo smile. His smile was really pretty, but it was just that it was more masculine without the enchanter's bewitching confusion. Dong Fengpo took the sculpture from Yao Sisi's hand and placed it on the table, gesturing for Yao Sisi to move back a little. After that, he held the blade in his hand, and the sunlight shone down with a silver light as "shua shua" sound rang out.
Yao Sisi watched in a daze, it could be said that he was an idiot, his mouth was half open, his eyes were filled with shock, it could be said that he was ecstatic. She saw that when she was about to leave the wooden sculpture with her sword, a bracelet with flowers on it appeared on the right hand of the wooden sculpture. She saw that when she was about to leave the wooden sculpture with her sword, a bracelet with flowers on it. There were only four words that Yao Sisi could think of at the moment, and that was "the superb work of the axe".
Dong Fengpo only watched, not speaking. He did not have pride, only a soft smile on his face, and that kind of pampering that was close to being indulged in. Actually, Dong Fengpo was a little envious of the sculpture that she had kissed before. She had never revealed that kind of deep affection, that kind of intimate behavior towards him. So it turns out that being a dead object can sometimes be a type of happiness …
Time came and went, the slanted screen half leaning lengthened the shadow, heavy red paint mottled the painting, a caricature, a clothes dyed in the red dust...
In the Yao Chi Royal Capital, a woman was sitting at a table. Her eyebrows were raised, her eyes were watery, her nose was tall, and her lips were alluring. Opposite him was a man in red, with a pair of peach blossom eyes, thin and sexy lips hooked against the mental smile of a living person. That righteous and evil aura, even when he sat still, it had already overshadowed the woman in front of him. "The blue ear of his left ear reflected a blue light on the table between them.