The coolness of the morning wiped away the warmth of the day. This was the most inappropriate moment of the day. Yan Xi opened her eyes, paused slightly, and habitually looked for Tao Xiaowei's beautiful face huddled in the quilt. She didn't know she
He was dreaming of something, and there was still a happy look on his face. His arms were entangled with Yan Xi's arms, and he hugged tightly and refused to let go, as if he was afraid of being snatched away by someone. It was pure childishness.
It was still early, and Yan Xi was used to getting up at this time to practice martial arts, so she gently broke away from Tao Xiaowei's limp body, wrapped her tightly in a thin quilt, then quietly got up, dressed, and went out.
"Master, good morning." Jiuding waited respectfully at the door. When Yan Xi walked out, he habitually closed the door gently, followed behind his master, keeping a moderate distance, and came to Yan Xi's exclusive practice room not far or near.
house.
"Have everything been arranged?" he asked in a confused manner, but Jiuding understood what Yan Xi was referring to and immediately responded.
"Yes, we have found a dozen skilled brothers and arranged them separately. They are all according to your instructions in advance. There will be no mistakes." [
Yan Xi nodded, spread out his body, and turned his head left and right, "Jiuding, practice with me."
"Master, obey your order."
By Yan Xi's side, Jiuding didn't have to pretend to be unable to defeat him. In fact, he was the one who was trying to fend off him in a hurry. The master's long black soft sword was a magical weapon, coupled with the weirdness inherited from the strange man in the world.
Martial arts are unpredictable. When Yan Xi was a teenager, he was no longer his opponent.
Fortunately, Yan Xi just wanted someone to accompany him for activities and had no intention of winning. Otherwise, Jiuding would not be able to survive even a hundred rendezvous under his sword.
After finishing the exercise, a slight sweat broke out on Yan Xi's forehead, which announced the end of his morning luck. He casually grabbed the dry towel next to the weapon rack, wiped it and said, "Jiuding, I will ride on it in a while.
See Weiwei."
So, when Tao Xiaowei opened her eyes amid the peaceful instrumental music, what came into her eyes was her husband's neatly dressed, dragon robe and imperial crown, arrogant and noble profile. She rubbed her eyes to make sure that she was really awake.
Instead of asking in surprise after falling into a dream, "Husband, why am I here?"