Hua Weiluo leaned on the door, listening to the silence outside, secretly opened the door a small crack, looked outside, and saw Zhishan standing in front of the steps with his back to the door, his head like
The black hair pours down, reflecting the faint moonlight, exuding a soft luster.
Why hasn't this guy left yet...
Hua Weiluo closed the door angrily, returned to the room, took off her soaked Taoist robe, put on clean clothes, then returned to the door, looked at the human skin mask on the table, and thought
I thought about putting it back on my face.
With a "squeak", she opened the door. Zhishan, who was standing outside the door, heard the movement and turned around slightly. Under the moonlight, his face as white as jade had an alluring and soul-stirring look.
Feel.
The two of them just looked at each other across the door for a long time. Finally, Hua Weiluo imitated Zhishan's tone and said calmly: "What are you doing standing here?"
"Waiting for you." Zhishan looked at the flowers before they fell with his deep eyes, opened his thin lips lightly, and said these two words lightly.
"..."
What should I do? She still seems to think that such a junior brother, standing quietly in front of her, looks so bright and charming...
Hua Weiluo couldn't help but stretched out her hand, pinched her thigh hard, and continued to say expressionlessly: "Why are you waiting for me? If you want to apologize for pushing me into the lotus pond, I won't
accept."
"Oh." Zhishan responded calmly.
"Oh what??" Hua Weiluo raised her eyebrows and looked at him sideways.
"I know you don't accept it."
"..."
You haven’t apologized yet, okay!!?
Hua Weiluo felt that she was going crazy and was about to get angry. When she opened her mouth, she heard a "sneeze" and sneezed.
"Are you okay??" Zhishan raised his eyes slightly, looking at her with a hint of concern in his expression.
"I don't care if anything happens! Just go back to your own yard!" Hua Weiluo glared at him, turned around, and slammed the door.
But the door panel didn't make the expected sound of colliding with the door frame.
Hua Weiluo turned around with doubts, only to find Zhishan's slender, white palm resting on the door, blocking her from closing the door.
"You..." Hua Weiluo opened her mouth slightly, but before she could speak, Zhishan had already stepped out of the way and entered her room.
With a "clang" sound, he flicked his sleeves and robe, and the door was closed obediently.
"Has your poison been cured?" Zhishan asked, looking at Hua Weiluo's unhappy expression.
"That's it..." Hua Weiluo rubbed her little face. Although she felt that she didn't want to laugh as much as before, she still felt that her junior brother looked so cute. What should she do...
"Although the amount you inhaled is relatively small, you should at least soak it in cold water for a while to detoxify." Zhishan stood in the room, looked at her deeply, and said calmly.
"So what??" Hua Weiluo looked at him with sideways eyes, and instantly felt that she had a deep cold temperament.
Zhishan looked at her silently for a long time, and finally sighed softly, walked slowly to her, stretched out a pair of arms, hugged her into his arms, and said in a low voice: "Does this feel better?"
Before the flowers fell, I just felt like I was being hugged into a warm and good-smelling embrace.