Chapter 67 Demon's Death (1)

Xihe was holding his whole body stiffly in his arms, his slightly hot breathing in his ears, and his heart was beating constantly. He was a little confused. What was he doing?What is she running for?

Mu Qianye tightly imprisoned her, pressing her on his body without leaving a gap. Her head was pressing against his left chest. The violent drumbeat inside made her face flush, her ears were hot, and she wanted to struggle in a panic, but she was too low to hold her legs out of the ground after being picked up by him. After a few flutters, he was still pressed firmly against her chest.

After suppressing the villain, Mu Qianye's eyes became more profound and unfathomable. His gloomy and pleasant voice sounded softly on her ears. You are already my gift, so I will accompany me in the future. After a pause, he continued, for a lifetime.

Xihe was stunned, and his mind was blank and no longer struggling. What did he mean? Did he confess his love to her in disguise?

Or is it really that she thought too much?

But this is really ambiguous...

Seeing that she stopped struggling and obediently pressed against him, Mu Qianye's lips curled up evilly, and the hand holding her wrist was released, slowly touching her face, taking off the mask on her face, putting his palm against her uneven little face, stroked her soft and tender lips, rubbing it gently, and spraying his a little hot breath on his ears.

Alas, I'm only ten years old, He'er, you have to grow up soon......

Listening to his somewhat tolerant words, Xihe couldn't help but feel a little passionate. He made such ambiguous actions to himself and said such connotational words. Is that what does it mean?!

Have you become a forbidden body?

While she was still thinking about the smoke from her orifices, Mu Qianye finally sighed and let go of her. Hearing his deep breathing sound, for some reason, Xihe was afraid to face him, and when he was hot, he ran out of the house as if he was running out of the room.

In the slightly hot afternoon sun, Xihe squatted by the well and his brain was still in chaos.

What to do? She kept hiding from him that she was a girl and lied to him that she was a mute. But in this way, he still had a different relationship with him. She is so conflicted now and doesn't know what to do next. At the same time, the meaning of Mu Qianye's speech also shocked her. What should I do in the future?

Looking at the shocking and ugly face in the water, Xihe sighed and stroked her face. Once upon a time, she didn't care about this ugly face and never thought about who she liked, but feelings really make people unable to explain it. She fell in love with Mu Qianye for no reason. After she liked it, she now cares a little about her face. He is so beautiful, she is really ugly. Is it really good to be with him like this?

His eyes fell on the plants under the corner of the wall, and his eyes immediately condensed. It was too early to say this now, and no one could predict what would happen in the future. At least there was an unstable factor lying beside him. If possible, I hope she still has the life to accompany him.

After sorting out his mood, he returned to the room and was sitting there reading. He raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at her without saying a word. Xihe also stood behind him as if nothing had happened. Even so, he still felt something had changed between the two. The feeling of being indescribable made Xihe feel a little nervous and sweet.

The weather was slightly hot, and the thick brocade quilt had been replaced with a thin blanket. Mu Qianye still held her every night when he went to bed. She could feel his hotter body temperature. Whenever he hugged her tightly, she couldn't help but blush her cheeks and buried her face in his arms to prevent him from seeing his embarrassment.

In early July, one morning, Xihe walked out of the house and found that all the white buds on the plants in the yard were blooming. White funnel-shaped flowers bloomed brilliantly in the red sunlight in the morning. There was no fragrance but pure beauty. Looking at the beautiful flowers, Xihe raised a gloomy smile on the corner of his lips. Who knew that such a pure and harmless flower would be a deadly poison?

In just five days, the flowers faded, and then they produced green fruits. In just two days, the fruits were ripe. Mu Qianye was staring at the black fruit and stretching out his hand to touch it, but was firmly grasped by a slightly cool little hand.

Mu Qianye looked at the villain who grabbed his hand in confusion. What kind of flower is this? Why have you never seen it before?

Xihe's eyes flashed slightly, pushed his hand away from the plant, picked up the book behind him and wrote: The flower is called Mandala, which is a good material for medicine, but don't touch it, its branches are poisonous.

Mu Qianye did not doubt that he was there, and said lightly, then stared at Xihe, with a bright light flashing in his eyes. He'er knew a lot.

Xihe glanced at him and turned into the kitchen. Mu Qianye clapped his hands and sat directly under the eaves to watch her busyness.

Xihe, who returned to the kitchen, sighed slightly, her eyes deeper, the branches of Mandala were not poisonous, it was a good medicinal herb, but it was also a murderous poison. She held her fingers tightly, and Xihe calmed down. She hoped that she would not be able to use it, but is this possible?

Seeing the fifteenth, Xihe drew a trace on the kitchen door frame, and silently thought to himself that I hope it’s okay.

At noon, Xihe carefully took the seeds of the mandala and grind them into a stone bowl and grind them into white powder. A whole mandala plant only grinds a small bag of powder and carefully put them in her arms. She continued to fan Mu Qianye who was reading in the study as always. Today was a special day. Both of them felt a little uneasy, but one tried not to show it, and the other pretended not to see it. Both of them were a little absent-minded on that day.

It was almost evening when Xihe suddenly took a book and put it in front of Mu Qianye, who seemed to be reading a book, but in fact, he was in front of Mu Qianye, who was stunned and looked at the words above in surprise.

Do you hate your father?Xihe asked.

Mu Qianye did not answer her, but his sudden clenched fists and tight body told her his answer. Xihe sighed and took back the notebook to tear off the page. She said in her heart, since that's the case, I'll avenge you.

After that, the two of them were silent. After dinner, they had no appetite and only moved a little. Xihe calmly put away the bowls and chopsticks, and saw Mu Qianye standing in a dark room with no candlelight. In the darkness, his back was lonely, like a desperate and lonely lost lamb in the abyss, making people feel sour.

Xihe walked over and wanted to light the light, but he suddenly grabbed her. Without warning, he suddenly picked her up in the waist, walked into the inner room with big strides and hugged her and lay on the bed.

Xihe only realized this time. Just as he was about to move, Mu Qianye hugged her tightly. He hugged her from behind, like a drowning driftwood that was about to be dying.

Xihe was a little hurt by his powerful movements, but he didn't push him away.