Chapter 21

Wenai is lying on the man's body, innocent looks with confused expression, it is absolutely amazing.

The man's mind swung, raised his upper body to his neck, smelled it, and regretted: "it's not dikun."

Wen AI reacts later, pressing the man's forehead and thrusting the back of his head back into the earth again: "apprentice!"

Wen AI props up his limbs and wants to get up. Unexpectedly, the man suddenly hoops his waist so hard that he can't get up at all. He wriggled on the man for a long time, but he could not get rid of the shackles of his waist. When he got angry, he grabbed the man's collar and showed his white teeth: "believe it or not, I bite you?"

"Letter." The man frivolously hooked his lips, stretched out his long arm, pulled a Peony from the nearby flower branch and inserted it into Wen AI's hair, "peony flowers die, being a ghost is also romantic. Today, even if you bite me to death, I will bury it with you in the flowers."

Wen AI had never seen such a cheeky person before. He was shocked for a few seconds, then he rushed to hold the man's throat and closed his teeth in the middle -

"hiss! How biting you are The man gave a cry in pain and retracted the hand locked in Wenai's waist. Wenai took the opportunity to get up and drill out of the flowers flexibly.

The man soon followed, catching up with Wen AI and standing in front of him: "little cute, what's your name?"

Wen AI ignored him and turned to walk in the opposite direction.

"Don't go." The man glued to his side like brown candy, "isn't that warm just now? It's not dikun. My brother still loves you. "

Wen AI changed several ways one after another. Every time, the man kept on coming, like a cocklebur on his trousers. He couldn't shake it off.

As soon as she stopped, she hugged her arms and looked up at the man: "brother ghost, please don't follow me any more."

Man a listen to happy, counter point to oneself: "ghost big brother?"

Wen AI's vision from the man's peach blossom eyes has been sliding to his two thin lips, under the conclusion: "Bo Xingxiang, romantic ghost."

"Ha ha ha, you're a real baby!" The man looked up and laughed, "judging people by their appearance is so reasonable. I'm not a romantic person. I've been wronged by you."

Wen AI was more serious and pointed at him: "what's wrong with you? You go to Wylie when you see people. I'm wrong? "

The man wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes and looked at him with great interest: "let me think, except for my rhubarb, you are the only one who got into my arms and wanted me to be clean. When you sleep, you take away your innocence. In the end, you accuse me of being an apprentice."

The man held his chin and pondered: "should I go to the Yamen to beat the drum?"

There were too many troughs in his words. For a moment, Wen AI didn't know where to start to refute. After holding on for a long time, he finally pushed the man hard: "sick!"

"Why do you always do it?" The man took a few steps back to stand firm, stretched out his hand to pull down the collar, revealing the tooth mark on his neck, "you see, the place you bit me just now is not good."

Wen AI glanced at the ring of tooth marks, which were still red indeed. There were two places where they were broken and bleeding. He took out a small porcelain vase and threw it: "take it and wipe it."

The man caught the small porcelain bottle, pulled out the cork, put the mouth of the bottle under his nose and shook it. His eyebrows picked out: "good Shengji cream, are you from Yinxian Valley?"

Wen AI snorted: "don't you get out of here? Be careful that I list you in the black list of the valley. In the future, all those who are close to you will not be saved. "

"Black list?" The man understood now, and arched his hand to Wen AI with a smile, "it's the master of Yin valley. It's disrespectful. I'm Zhuo Yiqing, the young master of the chuangyun villa. He's 23 years old and has not been married yet. "

Wen AI opened his eyes: "you are Zhuo Yi..."

Zhuo Yiqing walked up to him with a smile: "the valley master knew me - eh? What are you doing? "

Wen AI opened Zhuo Yiqing's skirt and looked inside. While looking, he reached in and took out: "you give me my medicine back."

Zhuo Yiqing looked down at the small head that was about to fall into his clothes. He couldn't laugh or cry and said, "how can I go back when I've given it to you?"

"Where are you hiding?" Wen AI continued to rummage, and her soft hands touched people's chest.

"Little cute is really warm, but the smell of heavenly dryness on Zhuo Yiqing suddenly became heavier," I'm going to be ignited by you. "

"Well Wen AI covered his nose and jumped back a long way. "How can you let out your breath casually? Didn't your father teach you how to control it?"

Zhuo Yiqing slowly tidied up the messy skirt and turned back to the elegant young master. He looked at Wen AI with a good time: "your nose is very smart. Generally speaking, it's hard for zedou to detect this kind of smell."

Wen AI recognized it with a stiff head: "I practiced it when I was studying medicine."

"Yes? I have a good nose, too. " Zhuo Yiqing leaned forward, drew close to Wen AI's neck, took a deep breath, and said: "I can smell a lot of things that other people can't smell."Wen AI almost reached out to cover the fragrant glands in his back neck reflexively. Fortunately, he responded in time and didn't move: "zedui has no smell. No matter how smart your nose is, you can't smell any flowers."

"Not necessarily." Zhuo Yiqing straightened up and looked at Wen AI's hair. She said with a mysterious smile, "it has the fragrance of peony."

On the way back to bieyuan, Wen AI's heart was hanging. He worried that Zhuo Yiqing really smelled that he was dikun, but his fragrance was not peony?

Wen AI so tangled all the way, back to the room, sat at the table and poured several cups of tea.

Buzhi and Bujiu knock on the door and come in. Two big men frown and wink there. They don't talk for a long time.

Wen AI is worried, put the cup on the table: "something to say."

Bu Zhi pushed Bu Jiu out from behind. Bu Jiu looked at Wen AI's face bitterly and said cautiously: "Valley master, you have a flower on your head..."

In a daze, Wen AI felt it on his head. He really found a peony flower in his hair. It was Zhuo Yiqing who put it in at the beginning.

No wonder Zhuo Yiqing said mysteriously at that time that he smelled the fragrance of peony. He deliberately kept silent and let himself walk all the way back with such a big flower. It's really, really -

it's very angry that Wen AI threw the peony to the ground!

The blade appreciation conference will officially start tomorrow, and representatives of various sects have moved into Sanchi Pavilion one after another. In the evening, Sanchi Pavilion will hold a banquet as usual, bringing together all the dignitaries in the world.

"Yingu master of Yinxian Valley arrives -"

when Wen AI enters the banquet hall, his eyes from all directions sweep towards him.

They thought to themselves: This is the new Valley master. He is so young, and his childishness is still fresh. However, it's much easier to talk than the iceberg face of the previous term. At first sight, it's a simple mind. It's certain that it won't be like the last term, and it's hard to do such a terrible thing as closing the valley for three years.

This is the face of a benevolent doctor!

Wen AI followed the maid who led the way, bypassed the female disciples at the table of the Luoxia sect, passed the Shaolin monks who sat in a circle around the vegetarian banquet, and finally came to the main table at the head of the hall.

This table is basically the core of the whole Wulin. Wen AI greets them one by one, the respected predecessors, the great Xia, the outstanding rookie

Wait, rookie's affectionate peach blossom eyes --

Zhuo Yiqing opened the chair beside him with a smile and said with a familiar tone: "qianshuang, come and sit down."

I'm not familiar with you at all.

Wen AI was about to speak when he was first intercepted.

"It turns out that Yin Guzhu and Yiqing have known each other for a long time, so good, so good." Master Zhuo looked at Wen AI kindly, "master Yin is young for the first time. I'm afraid there's nothing to talk about with us. With the company of my family, we can have a more interesting meal."

Other people on the table also agreed. Wen AI had no choice but to sit down beside Zhuo Yiqing.

Zhuo Yiqing takes the initiative to help Wen AI fill his glass. Wen AI picks it up and sniffs it. He turns around and asks him, "how is it tea?"

Zhuo Yiqing raised her eyebrows: "do you want to drink?"

"No Wynn shook his head. "I just want to make sure you're kind, or you didn't notice that you were wrong."

Zhuo Yiqing looked at him with great interest: "so you wronged me again."

Wen AI looks serious: "for you, I'd rather be wronged a hundred times than miss one."

"You biased..." Zhuo Yiqing shook her head with a smile and lifted her glass. "Well, let's drink to your prejudice!"

Winnie touched the glass with him, looked up and drank it all. After that, she turned the glass upside down to show that she had drunk nothing left.

Zhuo Yiqing was so amused by him that he could not help touching Wen AI's head: "what did you grow up on? How could you be so cute?"

Wen AI stretched his hand under the table, twisted Zhuo Yiqing's thigh, and said in a low voice, "in public, please pay attention to it!"

Zhuo Yiqing "hissed" in pain, took back her hand and sat upright. She whispered to Wen AI: "how can I feel that we are like wild mandarin ducks who are having an affair? It's very dark. "

Wen AI is proficient in Qihuang, but his martial arts are not very good. He can't dazzle the skill of transmitting sound into secret, which is a talent with deep internal power. But in front of this big table, he couldn't say some words directly. He could only stifle his voice and gave Zhuo Yiqing a warning look: "shut up."

Zhuo Yiqing immediately pursed her lips and winked at him.

Wynn was relieved.

Sanchige is rich and powerful, so it's natural to treat guests with delicacies. When the delicacies were placed at a table, it was a coincidence that the whole appetizer was in front of Wen AI. He had a chopstick on each plate, and his appetite was open. But the fish and meat were far away. He was embarrassed to stand up and pick up the dishes, so he had to pull the rice in the bowl.Wen AI is lowering his head and counting rice grains one by one. A big shiny chicken leg suddenly falls into his bowl. He raises his head in surprise. Zhuo Yiqing is smiling at him. His chopsticks move a few times out of thin air: "I'll clip you what you want."

Wenai hesitated for a while, and finally thought that filling up was the most important thing: "I want that shrimp."

Zhuo Yiqing stretched out her long arm and put a chopstick of shrimp into the bowl of wormwood.

Wenai: "and the steamed fish over there."

Zhuo Yiqing picked the softest piece of meat under the belly of the fish and gave it to him.

Wen AI was not polite to him very soon. What he wanted to eat depended on his mouth. Zhuo Yiqing meant that he could hold his chopsticks wherever he went.

With a pair of chopsticks, the whole table was watching. The Golden Pavilion owner of Sanchi Pavilion couldn't help joking: "it's rare to see Yiqing take care of people like this for the first time

Zhuo Yiqing helped Wen Aisheng to make soup, and said with a smile, "Uncle Jin, don't say that. I don't think his hands are too short to reach him."

After the soup was served, Zhuo Yiqing handed the bowl to Wen AI and held it for a long time, but the others didn't take it.

Winnie: I have short hands. I can't reach them

Zhuo Yiqing was very happy: "how short is it? The elder brother feeds you

With that, Zhuo Yiqing stirred the soup in the bowl with a spoon and scooped up a scoop of soup to feed. In full view of the public, Wen AI was not hiding or not hiding. Finally, he was forced to drink a scoop of soup.

Zhuo Yiqing was addicted to feeding and fished out a pork belly from the soup: "come on, have some meat."

"I'll do it myself." Wen AI stretched out his hand to grab the bowl and spoon back together. Zhuo Yiqing deftly avoided his hand and grinned at him: "I'll do it. Don't you have short hands?"

Winnie was stuck in her chest.

You can be proud now. When it comes to the plot point in a few days, I will not take you back to the valley and toss you to death. At that time, I will hang nine locks on the door of the small dark room to make sure that you will not be called every day and that you will not work.