"Is the noodles I made salty?" Zhu Yu asked, sitting astride him, wrapping his arms around his neck.
Her actions surprised Xie Jie, and his heart beat wildly, but he still pretended to be calm and smiled.
"The noodles made by Master are the most delicious noodles I have ever tasted."
After hearing this, Zhu Yu raised his lips with satisfaction, "Happy birthday."
After saying that, she raised her head and pressed her lips against his.
A trace of surprise flashed in Xie Jie's eyes, and then he closed his eyes to meet him.
"Hmm~ It's so salty!" Zhu Yu let go of him and frowned.
Xie Jie opened his mouth slightly but still had some thoughts, his eyes were full of innocence.
Zhu Yu looked at his aggrieved look, lowered his head and kissed his lips again.
This time, Zhu Yu didn't taste anything, but found that his tongue was actually sweet!
After struggling for a while, it almost developed in an uncontrollable direction.
Fortunately she braked in time.
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A few rays of silvery moonlight spilled in through the window, shining on Zhu Yu's fair side face, adding even more brilliance.
Zhu Yu sat on the bed, with a trace of blush on her cheeks. She mysteriously took out a black cloth bag.
"Birthday boy, are you looking forward to your birthday gift?" Zhu Yu winked playfully.
Xie Jie pursed his thin lips and nodded.
Zhu Yu handed him a small box, and Xie Jie opened it. Inside lay a clay figure the size of a palm.
The "mud figure" does not have a human form. It has big ears and canine teeth. Instead, it looks like a naive dog.
"Sorry, I don't know how to make clay figures, but this is my favorite animal and my god of luck. I hope it brings you happiness!"
value.
"Well, I like it very much."
This was the first birthday gift Xie Jie received, and his master made it for him personally.
Xie Jie felt infinite warmth in his heart. He stretched out his right hand and gently stroked the dog's ear.
Zhu Yu looked at his intimate movements, and she clearly modeled them on him. Why did she feel like the dog was her now?
Then Xie Jie took out a wooden hairpin from his arms. The end of the hairpin was carved with exquisite patterns, and a small bead hung from the tail. It looked cute and cute.
He raised his hand to put it on Zhu Yu, then lowered his head and looked at her lovingly, "Master, I love you."
"Why do you say these suddenly?" Zhu Yu lowered his eyes, covering up the complicated emotions in his eyes.
"Because I want you to know how I feel." The two of them leaned against each other, and neither of them spoke for a while.
Zhu Yu came out of his arms and suddenly smiled, his smile as bright as the sun, making Xie Jie lose his mind for a moment.
She said: "I love you too."
The cold winter nights seem to be getting warmer gradually, and the steam is making people's dreams sweet.
In the past hundreds of days, Xie Jie always said that without her, nothing would be possible now.
But Zhu Yu felt that it was the two of them who endured the cold night.
Xie Jie is not a beam of light in her boring and cold days.
They support each other, grow together, warm each other, and comfort each other.
Although they don't understand love, they both know that they need each other.
They are each other's only and everything to each other.
Zhu Yu looked at his profile and felt filled with emotion.
She seems to be suffering from a disease called love.
It was something that was hard to let go of, her body was instinctively saying that she wanted to stay by his side and accompany him forever, forever.
888 promptly reminded: [Yubao, you won’t stay too long after the mission is over.]
"Yeah." Zhu Yu responded indifferently.
…
The next day, early morning.
The sun shone into the room through the window. Zhu Yu rubbed his sleepy eyes and turned over, feeling empty.
"Huh?" She sat up suddenly and looked around but did not see Xie Jie, but there was the sound of fighting downstairs outside.
She put on her shoes and walked out of the room.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw Xie Jie standing in the middle of the lobby on the first floor fighting with a dozen men in brown clothes.
Xie Jie was holding a food plate in his hand. He ducked slightly or raised his hand to repel the people who besieged him. Then a pair of chopsticks shot two people away.
what's the situation?
Zhu Yu looked confused.
"Is one person enough?" she shouted to thank her.
Xie Jie stopped, turned to Zhu Yu and smiled, "Okay."
The people who came to attack were obviously insulted. They screamed angrily and attacked together.
Xie Jie still had a calm look on his face.
But it seems careless, but in fact it is ready to go.
The movements of his hands became faster, and the chopsticks were like flexible snakes, knocking down several people who rushed up to the ground.
After a while, a piece of it fell on the ground.
Xie Jie was ready to kill them one by one.
Who let these people disturb the wonderful morning between him and his wife?
Just when the chopsticks inserted into the man's neck, Zhu Yu stepped out and stopped him, "Don't kill him yet, ask where he came from."
Xie Jie paused for a moment, then turned to look at Zhu Yu, his eyes flashing with confusion, obviously not understanding why she stopped him.
But he still stopped.
Zhu Yu approached and looked at the men lying on the ground, wearing the same clothes and having the same tattoos on their wrists.
It appears to be an organized killing.
She shouted coldly, "Who sent you here?" All the men on the ground were silent, their eyes full of hatred.
"It seems quite tough." Zhu Yu snorted coldly.
She glanced at Xie Jie.
Xie Jie leaned over slightly, reached out and grabbed a person's arm, twisted it gently, and with a click, the person's shoulder was removed.
The man howled in agony, frightening the shopkeeper and the proprietress who were hiding under the table in the corner.
The others suddenly trembled and seemed to be hesitating whether to say anything.
The person whose arm was removed suddenly said: "Bless you, miss! The master has sent us to rescue you."
The strength in Xie Jie's hands increased.
The man twitched in pain, vomited blood from his mouth, and begged: "Spare my life..."
"What young master? Who is your young master?" Zhu Yu asked doubtfully.
"We are clouds..." Before the man could finish speaking, a mouthful of blood spurted out and he fainted.
Xie Jie let go of his hand.
He glanced at the corpse on the ground, turned his head and looked at Zhu Yu.
"I'm sorry, Master, I didn't know he was so weak."
Zhu Yu looked solemn and didn't know what to say for a moment. She taught
Targeted others.
"We were sent by Mr. Yunhe to rescue the girl." A man on the side suddenly stood up and came towards Zhu Yu excitedly.
The next second, a chopstick sank into his chest.
"Uh..." The man's eyes widened, he covered his chest, blood spurted out, and he fell to the ground.
When other people saw this scene, they were all horrified.
Xie Jie had already stood in front of Zhu Yu and covered her ears.
Zhu Yu felt the smell of blood and couldn't help but frown.
"Stop killing people."
"Master, they are all here to harm you." Xie Jie insisted almost paranoidly.
Zhu Yu sighed, broke away from his hand, looked at the people on the ground, and said, "Tell your master not to play these boring tricks again."