Chapter 118

Thinking of the silence when the man came in, Fu Rong rubbed the door bolt twice, and then moved a chair in front of her. So long as Xu Jin wanted to open the door and peep, she could hear the news.

To be ready, Fu Rong chose to wear clothes and long hair in a bun. In addition to the hairpin, he didn't wear any more jewelry. Looking in the mirror to make sure there was no disrespect, Fu Rong went to the cage and turned over the small wooden box.

She looked down at the wooden box in her hand, reflecting.

How to make him take back the jade pendant willingly?

When Xu Jin stepped into the little girl's boudoir again, it was a quarter of an hour later.

When Xu Jin is waiting outside, he feels excited. This kind of private meeting does not mean that he sneaks in unilaterally, but she is waiting for him and dressing up to see him. The longer a woman looks at herself, the more carefully she dresses up, the more he looks forward to it.

Just listening to her move the chair, Xu Jin pretended to be calm, but saw her looking for her usual appearance. The little girl was beautiful, even in coarse clothes, but it was too perfunctory when she went out to enjoy the light.

Xu Jin looked at her puzzled.

Fu Rong didn't look at him. After opening the door, he turned around and went to the desk far away from the light. He sat on his left and asked Xu Jin to sit opposite.

She sat upright, just like a noble lady. Xu Jin walked slowly over and suddenly understood when she sat down.

She was so well dressed that she showed her interest in him? This girl is the best at pretending. Now it's time to be reserved

"What do you want to say to me when you come here?" Fu Rong was the first to speak, and his face was calm.

Xu Jin is to see her, to see if she is good, but also to care about her, let her like him early.

Xu Jin could say such sweet words if she was lying in the gauze tent, smiling as tenderly as she was in front of her brother, or her eyes were tearful and pitiful. Xu Jin could not put her figure down if she was serious and sat across the table with him.

Looking at the bed curtain on the opposite side, Xu Jin slowly said: "when I left last time, I said I would come to see you when I had the opportunity. Now it is more than April now. I will not come again. I'm afraid you will misunderstand me. I just said it casually. It's you. Why are you so thin? "

Fu Rong and other people said this sentence. He looked at Xu Jin and sighed: "he was ill after the new year. The king came a few days earlier, and he was afraid that he would be scared."

"What's so serious, so sharp?" Xu Jin had long been dissatisfied with the distance between the two men. Hearing his words, he stood up and rushed to Fu Rong to squeeze a chair with her. Fu Rong was so angry that she was forced to go by Xu Jin, holding her waist with one hand and touching her wrist with the other. She said in a deep voice, "don't move. I'll look at my pulse. I'll feel relieved if you let me see it."

He had already clasped Fu Rong's wrist, frowned slightly, and looked attentive.

Fu Rong didn't know that he had this ability. He could not earn him anyway, so he waited in disbelief.

The room was quiet and breathable.

After a while, Xu Jin shakes his head: "the pulse condition is a bit flimsy, what specific illness is not clear, how does the doctor say?"

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