Yuan Che was a little surprised, not understanding how Gu Jingxian could ask such a question, "The whole General's Mansion and even Dongjun knew about it. I have never seen an adult care about someone before."

Gu Jingxian didn't say anything anymore, his long eyelashes half covered his thin and desolate expression.

It was soon the fifth day of May, which was the Dragon Boat Festival, and this year was particularly lively.

Eating rice dumplings in dragon boat racing is a traditional custom.

Before the lanbai, it was never a holiday. This time, I pulled Gu Jingxian to make rice dumplings in the kitchen. To be precise, Gu Jingxian made rice dumplings one-sidedly.

Because after he looked silent for a while, he couldn't stand it and the appearance of Ranbai Huo was so terrible.

Ranbai did this just to make Gu Jingxian feel a little belonging. She didn't care much about what she wanted to do, so she simply held her chin next to her and watched Gu Jingxian's movements.

His eyelashes are very long.

The eyes are narrow and long and sharp, and the color is as beautiful as stars.

The lines on the side face are clean and clear, and there is less indifference than the indifference of not being able to enter a strange person, like the young master of a beautiful family.

Ranbai suddenly leaned over and gave a light kiss on his side.

Gentle without any **.

It just makes people excited.

Gu Jingxian was stunned for a moment, and his movements stopped there.

"You do yours." Ranbai's eyes bent for a moment, and he was full of evil spirits: "I'll kiss you."

It was obvious that he had more intimate contact before this, but Gu Jingxian was still confused by such a light kiss, and there was a faint breeze on his ears.

Although there was harassment from the white area, the rice dumplings were finally successfully sold.

Ranbai was very happy to be a gangster.

When the guard came over, he gave a stern statement: "Three new beauties have been sent to the Western Regions. Now they have arrived outside the general's mansion. Do you want to accept them?"

Because of that sentence.

The atmosphere was quiet for a moment.

Gu Jingxian's finger holding the chopsticks stopped for no reason, subconsciously tightened it, and then loosened it, and the pupil lake was deserted.

Ranbai put his forehead with one hand on his forehead, and there was no change on his face. He looked at Gu Jingxian calmly, and his voice lingering from his lips and teeth brought a bit of playful laziness: "Does General Gu want me to take it?"

"It has nothing to do with me, so I'll just decide." Gu Jingxian said indifferently without any expression on his face.

"Are you jealous?" Ranbai smiled and supported Gu Jingxian with one hand to approach him, and said with a slight chorus: "Hmm?"

"Why am I jealous?" Gu Jingxianping looked at her and asked back.

After a moment.

The general slowly withdrew his gaze, his eyebrows, eyes, and his eyes were hard to tell, and his voice was cold and pleasant: "Since General Gu doesn't care, then accept it."

After saying that,

She stood up and walked out in a cold manner.

The lunch was not finished yet, and the thread wrapped around the rice dumplings had just been untied. It looked messy and couldn't be done anyway. It was just put on it and was removed and no one cared about it.

The faint fragrance of brown leaves filled the room and couldn't dissipate.

The general's back gradually disappeared in his eyes, and no color could be captured. Gu Jing's eyes trembled for a moment, and then calmly curled his expression.

Why is he jealous?

He is not asking Ranbai.

It's asking him.

Entering the night,

The drizzle was drizzling, and the sky that was just bright just now was covered with clouds, and the dark color was as thick as it was like overturned ink.

When Yuan Che heard this, his chin was almost falling off. He said to Gu Jingxian bitterly: "Your Majesty, you can't be so quarrels, you've gotten rid of the big shots."

Gu Jingxian sat in a wheelchair and leaned against the window. He could see the rain outside the window getting heavier and coldness penetrated. He covered his legs with a wool blanket, but there was still a cold tingling sensation crawling out of the bones. He seemed to have not felt half of it, holding a book in his hand, silently speaking.

"You have taken down all the books!" Yuan Che couldn't read any longer and shouted.

Gu Jingxian then came to his senses and looked at the book in his hand. It was indeed overturned. He suddenly lost interest. He put the book on one side and looked at the rain outside the window silently.

"Isn't you sleeping so late?" Yuan Che murmured in a low voice: "Don't wait for the adults. I heard that the adults went to the newly tributed beauty in the Western Regions tonight, and probably wouldn't come."

Yuan Che was so angry that his liver hurt when he thought about it, and gave Gu Jingxian the idea: "Justice, please go over and be soft-hearted. The lord has always spoiled you, so he will definitely not be willing to be angry with you."

"No need." Gu Jingxian pursed his thin lips coldly, his fingers on his knees were tightly stretched, and his color was pale. He was hidden in his sleeves with a motionless look, staring at the turbulent rain gradually surging in the dark night.

at the same time,

A loft in the General's Mansion.

The candlelight is as charming as a tulle, reflecting the dim and precious decorations and two shadowy figures, adding a bit of silent ambiguity and charming.

The cold rain in the night is like two worlds.

The general's wide-sleeved robe, the black and gold color was sharp and eye-catching, leaning casually on the soft collapse, lazy and evil, and dangerous. The candlelight fell on her eyelashes, delicately like a scroll.

In front of her,

A figure was kneeling down.

The man was covered in red gauze, and the scenery was full of beauty. He knelt down at the general's feet in a gentle manner. When he raised his head, he was obsessed with looking up at the gods, staring boldly at Ranbai, his eyes curled up inside and out, and he wanted to speak but he stopped.

Ranbai's expression was dull, without any reaction, and the tears in the corners of his eyes were affectionate.

"Sir..." The man called out softly, his clever knuckles rested on the hem of the dyed white clothes, and almost gradually moved upwards.

But before he could touch anything, his chin was hooked up.

Ranbai looked at him.

The candlelight jumped, the only temperature in the cold rain in the cold night.

Four eyes are opposite.

The man's eyes were hazy and full of affection.

The hand that originally raised his jaw had slender joints and slid down between his neck. The temperature was as cold as the snow in winter, making his scalp numb.

The man tried his best to ignore the trembling thrilling caused by such actions. He didn't know where he was afraid. He suppressed the feeling of coldness all over his body and wanted to take the initiative to kiss Ranbai.

But in the next second.

The hand between the neck suddenly exerted force, and pinched his neck fiercely and coldly!

Such movements make your fingers look paler, and your veins are sexy and tempting.

The expression on the man's face was always frozen, without any room for struggle or resistance, and even seemed particularly docile, but under that gentle skin, it seemed to be accompanied by a little unknown fear.

He fell to the ground.

Ranbai casually withdrew his hand and wiped his fingertips inch by inch with his handkerchief, as if he was dirty until it turned red.

The attitude is gentle and quiet from beginning to end.

It seemed that the one who fell in front of her was not a corpse.
Chapter completed!