Infinite Replacement

Xueji stretched her arms desperately, and then grabbed the corner of the clothing, pulled it out of Jingyu's hands and held it in the palms of both hands. She showed a reassuring look, her tight body was slightly relaxed, and her weight pressed down.

In this way, the return of her attention made her instantly realize what kind of situation she was in and only felt uncomfortable. Without this battle, she was so ashamed and angry that she didn't even have time to reprimand, and she quickly wanted to support herself away from him.

However, with a thud, her slender little waist was embraced by a pair of childish arms. He even let go of the black sword in his hand.

Xue Ji had just propped herself up because of this change, and he was close to him again. And that movement also changed the position. It should have been the closeness of the nose that turned into a kiss of lips touching Xue Ji for a while, and felt the shame that never felt before.

Although he was only 8 years old, it would be better to die if he continued to be like this. Such thoughts were born in her chaste heart.

"Shameless thief, you, let me go!" After earning two hard lines, she knew that he was powerful, and she finally gritted her teeth.

"Let me stay like this for a while!" he said, using some unquestionable tone.

Undoubtedly, he was glad that he was no longer a hairy kid who had never tasted sweetness. After extinguishing all evil thoughts, you can see it more thoroughly. What the woman needs is not affection, not desire, but the warm embrace that she can rely on.

Able to hug her tightly under any circumstances and face her together.

Xueji hugged Jingyu's head tightly. In this way, it really made her feel less discomfort like lightness. However, the closer contact between the two bodies also made her realize something gradually.

The body temperature that temperature passed from the child below seemed to be melting her away.

"Hurry up and let me go!"

A fearful emotion filled her heart unconsciously. She let go of him and supported the ground with her hands, struggling to distance him. He hugged her even harder and pushed her back again.

"I don't want it!" he answered firmly.

"No, let me go." Her voice choked, begging.

"I don't want it." He was soft-hearted but hugged her more tightly.

"let me go!"

"You let me go!"

"Please let me go!"

Her voice gradually weakened, and the hand on the ground didn't know when he finally held his head tight. His mouth just murmured mechanically, his eyes became blurred, and tears finally dripped from her floor to hug his head, blocking his sight on her chest, without letting him see her face.

She is snow, the purest white in the world, how can someone get so close to her without being hurt?

No, perhaps it was because she was snow that the people close to her were protected from the cold. However, not everyone can see through this. In the world, after all, there are more vulgar people, so it hurt Xue.

So the snow is cold, so that the warmth inside her will not escape.

When one day, someone can understand that her snow will surely melt and become the spring water that nourishes everything.

Half an hour later, it was still Xueji's room. On both sides of a long ink table, Jingyu and Xueji knelt down to eat.

"That needs me to replace them and get some more hot?" Xue Ji asked a little weakly, avoiding Jingyu's eyes.

"You go out like this, aren't you seen to have a problem?" Jingyu gave her a white look. "It doesn't matter, you can all eat it. I am a man who is picky."

Xue Ji quickly turned her face, trying to cover up the red marks on her eyelids because of crying. She had a bowl of rice in her left hand, and the chopsticks in her right bite into the mouth. After peeking at Jingjingyu, he was eating dinner in a self-satisfied manner, and he didn't seem to have a strange expression at all, not even paying attention to her. This made Xue Ji relieved. She was feeling a little difficult to face because of the previous two.

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"Well," Jingyu took a chopstick dish and handed it to Xueji. "Don't say I abused you. I only eat rice but not food."

Xue Ji took the bowl and took a white look at him. Although he didn't make it clear, she knew that he wouldn't mention that matter anymore and Xue Ji was a little relaxed.

The two added dishes to each other several times, Jingyu sighed, "I haven't had a face-to-face meal with people like this for a while."

"Oh?" Xue Ji stared at him, as if remembering something, "Speaking of who you are, I don't know yet."

Speaking of this, she couldn't help but feel strange. How did she and him develop into such a degree of face-to-face eating under such ambiguity?

"Uh, haven't I ever introduced myself?" Jingyu froze for a moment, carefully recalled what happened from last night to now, and couldn't help laughing. "No wonder the reward order I saw in the afternoon was marked by the Anonymous. I thought they were afraid of offending my family."

"Huh? Do you already know your reward?" Xue Ji surprised, and then sighed and shook his head: "You are still like this, there is no sense of tension. That reward promised 12,000 gold, but I don't know now Yan There are so many desperate people in China who are staring at your reward. What’s more terrifying is another promise to mention your head, you can get the name of the first swordsman recognized by Yan."

The latter one is that Jingyu hadn't released it yet.

He couldn't help laughing after listening, "I can be the first swordsman in Yan Kingdom by defeating me. Am I equivalent to the first swordsman in Yan Kingdom now? Ah, by the way, who was the one who came to you before? I He also felt a weak sword intention from him."

"You haven't told me who you are!" Xue Ji said word by word.

"Cough, I'm sorry." Jingyu smiled embarrassingly, "Long Jingyu, the young master of the Xiang family in the Chu Kingdom."

""Xue Ji opened her mouth halfway, then glanced at the black sword again, and said: "No wonder you can use that kind of weapon."

"Have you heard of me?" Jingyu wondered, "I thought I was only famous in Chu Kingdom."

"When I was born, there was a dragon and a cloud in the sky; obviously I was the young master of the Xiang family, but I didn't have the surname; at the age of 6, I was able to punch and kill the man-eating tiger, lift a thousand pounds of copper tripod, and punch the stone to lock your deeds. It’s not just me who knows it.” Xue Ji squinted and looked at him, “Maybe, there have been books sent directly to Chu Kingdom, asking King Chu to hand you over.”

"You mean, they know who I am, but they deliberately did not write the name, in order to prevent someone from fearing the Xiang family and dare not take me." Jingyu frowned slightly, "And this is just to pass on The insurance that is added to the book is best to take me first, and it doesn't have to be embarrassing for King Chu."

The corners of his lips gradually sneered the arc of sneer. "If King Chu is not kind, don't blame me for not being faithful enough."

Xue Ji gave him a strange look, always feeling that he not only did not worry, but also had the illusion of being in the middle. Indeed, this was not Jingyu's intention, but he found a good reason for him. A king who can't protect his subordinates has any reason for his subordinates to follow.

"Don't say this." Jingyu saw Xueji's expression and changed the subject: "You haven't told me who you were before."

Xueji Bingxue was clever and gave him a profound look. He also let go of the topic and stopped talking about it.

"His name is Gao Jianli, and he is a famous musician from Yan State." Xue Ji said here and looked at Jingjingyu strangely. "I don't know if he used to be a martial artist? Is it a swordsman?"

"Is it really him?" Jingyu nodded to Xue Ji's words, "This man and Jing Ke were friends in the past."

"It turns out so."

Seeing Xueji agree, Jingyu glanced at her, and suddenly said: "He seems to like you."

"What does it matter to me?" Xue Ji glared at him. "You know it again."

"I like you too!" Jingyu stared at her.

Xue Ji stayed for a while, "Then I don't care." The corner of her mouth made an inconspicuous curvature, blocked by the rice bowl on her lips, so Jingyu didn't see it.

No matter, just like it? Jingyu thought.

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