As for Ling Xiyue, she didn't feel anything strange about herself, so she raised her eyes and looked at Xuan Ye.
Her eyes followed the hand on her chest until she saw his face.
The man was sorting out the ribbon that fell on her clothes, running his slender fingers through it, tying it into a knot, and then tied it for her.
I have to say, this is really a world where everything depends on appearance. It is an extremely simple action, but when he does it, it looks really good.
He lowered his eyes, and the shadows cast by his thick eyelashes temporarily covered up the sharpness in his eyes. The shallow veins of blood were hidden in the darkness and were almost invisible.
Although there was still no expression on his face, at this moment, he looked a little...gentle.
Yes, it is gentle.
Iron-blooded and gentle, that's about it, right?
Xuan Ye was about to stop, but inadvertently saw the pendant hanging on Ling Xiyue's neck. It was like a stone thrown into the otherwise still lake, causing a flicker of light in his dark red eyes.
ripple.
This ripple, faint, kept sinking into his heart.
It was an extremely ordinary stone, somewhat made of jade, but its shape was quite unique, about the size of a fingertip. Its outer extension was an irregular circle like a flame, slightly red, but in the middle, it reflected the shape of a crescent moon.
.
Just like the sun and the moon, fire and moonlight, they are inseparable.
It is made naturally without any artificial carving, as if it is the will of God.
A very ordinary stone was worn by her with the simplest black hemp rope and hung on her fair and slender neck. Perhaps because she had just changed clothes, the necklace that was originally worn close to her body was inadvertently worn.
With it exposed outside, it also fell into Xuan Ye's eyes.xdw8
This wasn't the first time he saw it. When he fell off the cliff and had a frank conversation, he also saw it in the hot spring pool of Piaoxue Tower... but he didn't look at it specifically.
But this time, when Xuan Ye looked at this thing, he felt inexplicably familiar. It was so familiar that it made him feel a touch from his soul.
Because of this strange feeling, the man's eyes, movements, and the original outline made of ice all softened.
A woman next to her couldn't help but whisper, "I didn't expect that this gentleman has such a gentle side."
"His wife is really lucky to be so hands-on. Is this a blessing she gained in her previous life?"
"But that girl's appearance is not comparable to that of ordinary people. We can only take a look."
"That's the case, too..."
Sighing, envious and jealous but unable to hate!
Not to mention an ordinary woman, even Ling Xiyue, at this moment, was actually lost in sight. Her pair of watery eyes were looking straight at him, looking at the man's gentle and caring appearance.
It wasn't until the man finished putting on her cloak and taking care of it that he raised his dark red eyes, accidentally raised them and met hers, and she suddenly came back to her senses.
As if she had been caught at the scene of a large-scale crime, Ling Xiyue's eyes quickly moved away, flashing with annoyance as if she had seen a ghost.
Amitabha, when did she become such a nymphomaniac?
Is this still her?
Ling Xiyue once again regretted her decision. This man is a savage beast and can eat people!
She had to stay away from him. She had obviously sworn countless poisonous oaths in her heart, so why did she go around in a circle and get in front of him again?
"What are you looking at?" Xuan Ye caught the woman's evasive eyes and her lazy, hoarse voice, which was rarely stained with a smile, which made people uncontrollably tingle all over.
Although the voice was low, it could be clearly heard that he seemed to be in a good mood.
Just show it to her. She can look at it any way she wants. Why peek?
"I didn't see anything." Ling Xiyue looked like nothing had happened, and her face deliberately turned cold.
The curve of the corners of Xuan Ye's mouth became a little deeper, not affected by her cold nose and cold eyes at all, and her mood became a little more pleasant looking at it.
"It's okay now, how long do we have to wait for?" Ling Xiyue glanced sideways at the man's half-smiling expression, her unhappiness intensified, and finally couldn't help but stab him, "It's just today, I'm not like that
Spend more time with you."
Perhaps because he was in a good mood at the moment, Xuan Ye ignored her words about holding a gun and a stick and chuckled, "Well, don't worry, there is one last thing."
With that said, he stretched out his hand towards the wooden hairpin on Ling Xiyue's bun.
After realizing what he wanted to do, Ling Xiyue's eyes flashed, he wanted to...
She reacted quickly, turning sideways and avoiding his hand, "I'll do it myself."
If this thing fell into his hands, it might be the same as the cloak just now. It disappeared in the blink of an eye and could never be found again.
Everything else was fine. This was given to her by Xue Yi. It was a gift, but it was a piece of sincerity after all. She couldn't be scorned at will. She had the obligation to keep it well.
Intention is also the last thing in this world that cannot be wasted. No matter how bad it is, it can't disappear overnight, right?
And Xuan Ye's hand just paused in the air.
Looking at Ling Xiyue's unnatural expression, whether it was due to a man's intuition or an unreasonable understanding of her, his dark red eyes suddenly narrowed, and the temperature of his voice also dropped sharply, "Nalan Xueyi
For you?"
The spring breeze in February suddenly turned into the coldest month of winter, without any excess!
Looking at the man's expression that looked like the Lord of Hell, and thinking about what she had just said to Xue Yi, which almost made him go crazy, Ling Xiyue wisely chose not to say anything, and only silently reached out to pick up the hairpin on her head.
It's better for her to keep it herself...
Does she cherish Nalan Xueyi’s things so much?
Blood lines bloomed around Xuan Ye's eyes, covering half of his cheeks almost instantly.
Before Ling Xiyue's hand touched the hairpin on her head, Xuan Ye's palm broke through the wind and grabbed the wooden hairpin on her head with her five fingers!
The man's reaction was something she didn't expect, but Ling Xiyue had quick eyes and quick hands. She raised her arm and blocked his arm with a "touch". She also neutralized the sharp hand and shouted angrily, "What are you doing!"
Did she say nothing this time?
What's wrong with him, what's wrong with him!
Xuan Ye didn't say a word, raised her hand and moved towards the wooden hairpin above her head, with a swift movement as fast as a dragon.
The bright red wooden hairpin on the woman's head was like a thorn, piercing his eyes with great pain.
Unknown anger surged in the man's eyes!
The overwhelming anger!
"Xuan Ye, that's enough, my patience is limited!" Ling Xiyue quickly dodged, and in just one breath, she deflected several of his attacks. Her long, hanging hair followed her spinning body.
, flying and dancing.
"What's wrong!"
"What's going on?"
People around him quickly covered their heads and avoided him.
Some timid women were so frightened that they screamed and ran out.
It was clear that they were deeply affectionate just now, but in the blink of an eye, they were fighting!