~： Fanwai 44 I'm afraid of breaking my promise

Yu Jiu still bite the bullet and walked in.

Xiao Ba was very dissatisfied with this.

"Yujiu, your eighth sister, I, still have business affairs to do, can you stop making trouble?"

Yu Jiu pointed to the tip of his nose incredibly:

"Sister Eighth, which one of your eyes sees me making trouble?"

Didn't he just come and sit down together! ?

Xiao Ba glanced at him lightly.

"Both eyes see it."

Yu Jiu: "..."

Xiao Ba glanced at the sky.

"It's evening, why are you staying here?"

Yu Jiu asked back: "Aren't you here with the eighth sister?"

Xiao Ba looked at him in surprise.

"Brother Yanqing is injured, haven't I been in charge of taking care of me recently?"

Yu Jiu struggled for a while, but didn't he say "then why are you staying late every day?"

"Then...then I also feel uncomfortable recently. Sister Eighth will take a look at it with me?"

After thinking for a long time, Yu Jiu found out such an excuse.

Xiao Ba relentlessly refused:

"Do I look idle?"

"..."

Sitting by the side, Yan Qing, who has not spoken much, rarely spoke:

"Your seventh and eleventh move, it's a bad time to move your sword. Just practice more."

Yu Jiu's heart jumped, and he looked at Xiao Ba subconsciously, and saw that Xiao Ba's expression instantly became dangerous.

She smiled slightly.

"Oh, Yu Jiu, so you came to see Brother Yanqing to practice sword?"

Yu Jiu's back chilled, and immediately straightened his back:

"No, no! Just, just... I have been hearing that Zuo Shen is superb in his swordsmanship, and I, I have come here to ask for advice. It’s just a little bit of discussion--"

As he said, he stretched out his finger, which was a bit smaller than Xiao.

Xiao Ba's smile became more gentle:

"Really? You remember his swordsmanship is good, but do you remember he was injured?"

Yu Jiu was immediately discouraged:

"...Remember...remember..."

You run here every day, wishing to move Yaoshan over, who didn't know that Yan Qing was injured!

Xiao Ba lowered his head and glanced at his hands.

The beautiful koi armor shimmers, and the fingers are soft and shiny.

Then, she bent her eyes and asked very intimately:

"Yujiu, if you really want to practice swords and improve your strength... the master's swordsmanship is also very powerful?"

Damn it!

Yu Jiu didn't sit still and slipped off the chair.

He reluctantly helped the table to stand up.

"Eight. Sister, what are you kidding? The master is raising a baby now!"

He must dare to take the sword and ask the master to "discuss", keep standing in and lying out!

The emperor can be guarded by the master every day!

"Oh, you know too."

Xiao Ba answered lazily, raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

"Then what are you staying here for?"

Yu Jiu wants to cry without tears:

"I, I will go back, study hard and practice hard!"

After speaking, he stumblingly left.

When he walked to the door, he paused and looked back, as if he wanted to say something.

Xiao Ba stood up, folded his arms around his chest, and said lazily:

"Why, do you still have to give you the eighth sister?"

"No need to!"

Yu Jiu was frightened and ran away.

Seeing him fled from the back, Xiao Ba snorted lightly before turning around and sitting back beside Yan Qing.

As she took out the medicine, she muttered:

"...I'm getting bolder..."

Yan Qing watched her bulging cheeks, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly.

"Little things, why be angry."

Xiao Ba lightly snorted.

"Do you think I don't know? Brother and they have been troubled by you lately, right?"

Of course, Cen Yi didn't come forward in person, but Shisan Yue had always been in the same spirit. Thinking about it, they knew that this was their unanimous opinion.

Xiaoba came here every day, and I didn’t know that they were always looking for Yan Qing to "discuss".

Yan Qing shook her head.

"It's not difficult."

Xiao Ba stared his eyes: "You don't have to say something nice for them because you care about me. Don't I understand them yet?"

Yan Qing paused and said:

"I mean... I can deal with that point of ‘learning’, so-it’s not difficult. Besides..."

He looked at the girl next to him.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone from outside the window, shed a warm light and outline her outline.

Every inch and every place is perfect and incredible.

Even with her eyebrows, it was much harder to be gentle and beautiful.

It seems untouchable, but it is close at hand.

Shi Shisanyue has loved the girl for so many years, and now she has become his. No wonder they are doing this.

It's him - certainly not willing.

Xiao Ba was originally a little emotional, after all, his man felt distressed.

But realizing that he didn't seem to be injured much, the dissatisfaction that was entrenched in his heart quickly dissipated.

Perceiving Yan Qing's sight, she was a little strange, and her face was inexplicably hot.

She stopped:

"What do you see me doing?"

She nunned,

"clothes."

Yan Qing touched the button around her neck with one hand.

During this period of time, Xiao Ba has indeed been in charge of his injuries.

As soon as he unbuttoned a button with his well-knotted fingers, Xiao Ba reached out his hand and pressed it to his forehead.

"Look, I sweat so much."

Yan Qing moved for a while.

Xiao Ba seemed to be at a loss and murmured softly while pouting.

"What if you hit it too hard, the wound becomes inflamed, and it burns again?"

Yan Qing raised her eyes and looked at her, her eyes a little dark.

"Don't worry, my body has always been fine."

Xiao Ba retracted his hand, rubbing soft fingers from his face, causing itching.

She snorted.

"I feel bad."

Yan Qing took a breath and buckled the button again.

Xiao Bayi was startled.

"what happened?"

Yan Qing got up and picked up the sword beside her.

"It's nothing, I just feel that the discussions with the Ninth Divine Envoy just now are still incomplete, and we should continue."

Xiao Bayi looked confused.

"what?"

Go again?

People are driven away by her.

She stood up and pulled Yanqing's sleeves subconsciously.

"Are you really going out? Not hurt yet--"

"My injury does not matter, it is almost healed."

Yan Qing tilted her head.

At this moment, he turned against the light, and his handsome face was hidden under the light and shadow, with a little dullness.

He looked at her, his eyes surging, and he spoke for a moment.

The voice is a bit muffled.

"But I am afraid of breaking my promise."

Especially, the promise just given.