He knew Su Qinghan's past experiences. He was born in a sword cultivation family. All his relatives were killed in the battle between immortals and demons and adopted by their masters early.

She was not good at socializing and asked with all her heart, but when she was wandering around Luancheng, she would stop briefly in front of jewelry stalls on the street, like all ordinary girls.

Growing up in an environment like Wanjian Sect, maybe no one told her how she could live besides practicing swords.

Through the gap between the leaves, Xu Yi stared at the drooping eyes, as if stained with cold frost and snow.

He was very nervous, afraid of being discovered, his heart hangs in his throat, and he doesn't even dare to jump, and stops in the corner tremblingly.

Suddenly, the candlelight inside dim.

Su Qinghan's long eyelashes moved slightly, but in a flash, he raised his head unexpectedly.

The four eyes are facing each other that make people's heart beat faster.

Her eyes were like burning fire, burning all his disguise to nowhere to hide.

Xu Yi was at a loss, his brain was running at a rapid speed, and unconscious words popped out of his mouth: "Su, Senior Sister Su, look at this pot of spiritual plants, it was so beautiful, haha."

However, Su Qinghan did not respond.

She must have found that she was being peeked.

The secret that had been hidden in her heart for a long time was displayed in front of her without reservation at this moment. The heat spread from her side to her limbs and bones. Xu Yi didn't know what to do, and he was so nervous that he clenched his clothes.

"This spiritual plant is an extremely precious spiritual herb."

Su Qinghan said: "Don't pull its leaves at will."

Sure enough, I was taught a lesson.

Xu Yi was both grateful and disappointed, and couldn't tell what it felt like in his heart, so he could only respond to her: "Well... I'm sorry."

Then no one spoke, and there was no sound in the narrow and dark room.

Suddenly, Xu Yi saw Su Qinghan get up, stretched out his hand, and pushed the pot of spiritual plants to the other side of the table.

The wooden table was empty, so there was no barrier between them.

Senior Sister Su's voice was still very cold, and Xu Yi heard her say in a daze: "If you want to see it, just look it openly."

Xu Yi stared at her blankly.

The scorching blood was boiling and bubbled. Her eyes passed through the table and landed on her right hand. She saw her sleeve falling, revealing a touch of white like ice and snow.

In that hand that was used to holding a sword, he wore the white jade bracelet he gave him.

It is out of place, but it is also extremely in line with it.

She actually wore it.

Very happy.

Xu Yi almost couldn't help but grin.

"Senior Sister Su!"

Just as fireworks exploded involuntarily, Xu Yi's mind was confused, as if he was dreaming, and he didn't think much when he spoke: "I, when I saw this bracelet, I immediately thought of you. It is very beautiful, and Sister Su is also very beautiful."

What he is talking about?

Senior Sister Su's face obviously began to turn red.

Su Qinghan lowered his gaze and said "yes" softly.

Xu Yi also lowered his head and said suddenly after a while: "Did Senior Sister Su have an appointment during the Chinese New Year?"

As expected, Su Qinghan responded to the sentence "No".

She doesn’t have many friends, and her only home is in Wanjian Sect, and there are no relatives to visit.

"The winter in the imperial capital is very beautiful."

He spoke clumsyly, his words were unclear, and hesitated: "It's just... it's snowing, firecrackers, fireworks, and it's very lively everywhere."

There was no sunshine in the meditation room, only a candlelight was jumping.

Xu Yi touched her hot face and asked her in a low voice: "Senior Sister Su, do you want to go to the imperial capital with me during the New Year?"

Waiting is a difficult time, and every moment seems to be pulled for a long time.

Fortunately, Su Qinghan did not let him wait.

Qingling's female voice sounded leisurely, until now, when there was silence everywhere and there were only two of them in the room, Xu Yi realized that when Senior Sister Su spoke to him, there was an indeceptible helplessness and indulgence hidden in her tone.

Indulgence only for him.

It seemed as if the ice and snow melted, revealing a soft new color. Su Qinghan replied: "Okay."

Xu Yi couldn't help but start to giggle.

[three]

When the dinner in the restaurant ended, it was already late at night when the Xuanxu Sword Sect and his group returned to the sect.

Ningning was unable to drink much, and although she drank less, she was a little drunk. Pei Ji blocked a lot of wine for her and sent Ningning back to the yard, her pace was also not stable.

"Is this candy... a snake or a dragon?"

Ning Ning held a sugar man he bought at the foot of the mountain in his hand. The smell of alcohol was blown away by the cold wind and finally stopped being dizzy.

"Yaoshan Zhulong."

Pei Ji closed his shirt on her body and walked in the direction of the night wind to block the cold and bitter cold air: "It is said that it has been living on Yaoshan for a long time, with its eyes like torches and scales like jade, only those who are destined to see it - you see the broken horn on its head is the biggest feature of Yaoshan Zhulong."

Pei Ji always knew everything. Because he was reading books for thousands of years, no matter whether it was a rural interesting story or a legitimate history, it was no problem for him.

Sometimes when he heard stories from all over the world, Ningning felt that he was like the king who loved to listen to stories in "One Thousand and One Nights". There were endless legends to tell, and she could make her happy every night.

Ning Ning kept laughing when she heard this, stuffed the candy man into his mouth, and hugged Pei Ji's right arm with both hands: "Yeah, yeah, our Pei Ji is super awesome."

He didn't expect Ning Ning would suddenly pounce on him, took a bit of a slight breath of air conditioning, and finally said helplessly: "I'm cold."

The little girl beside him rubbed her head on his arm: "It's okay, I'm hot."

The candy made Pei Ji sober up most of the time.

The two of them soon arrived at Ningning's courtyard. When they were about to say goodbye, she suddenly pulled his sleeve.

"Today is your birthday."

Perhaps after drinking, the undissipated smell of alcohol condensed into water in her eyes, which was so bright that it was unremarkable, especially when Ning Ning smiled, her eyes seemed to be glowing.

She said: "Stay alone in the room...are you afraid of the darkness?"

This is a very obvious hint. Pei Ji was not so stupid as to answer her, "I won't extinguish the candlelight."

After a tug-of-war, he finally stayed.

When Pei Ji finished washing up, Ningning was already lying on the bed.

Her bed was very big, which was different from the simple style of his life. The bedding and cotton were made of excellent materials. When the body fell into it, it was like falling into a cloud.

The tip of the nose is full of the fragrance of gardenias belonging to the girl, and Pei Ji can clearly feel his heartbeat.

Lying alone in bed has a completely different feeling than two people.

The space that could toss and turns suddenly became crowded, and the temperature of another person remained on the bed sheet, as if completely wrapped in her breath.

Pei Ji never felt that the movement of getting into bed and pulling a sheet can be so awkward.

Ning Ning lay on his side and stared at him, catching the restraint in Pei Ji's eyes.

She smiled at the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, and she reached out and poked his ears: "You are so red here - don't lie flat, so you won't be able to see me?"

They used to be unfamiliar with each other and were very reserved when they got along. Now they are getting closer, so Ningning often teased him.

Pei Ji is the most shy boy she has ever seen. She is as cold as ice on weekdays, but once she is teased, she will become so nervous that her body is stiff.

When it comes to sharing a bed, my mother and friends have had her. Ning Ning is not unfamiliar with this, but Pei Ji is completely different.

He didn't have much physical contact with others. It should be the first time to sleep in the same bed with whom he slept in the same bed.

After hearing this, he turned his body silently and reached out to hold her in his arms.

Although it was a winter night, Ningning only wore a soft white shirt, covered her body with a quilt and spread out on the palm of her hand through the layer of fabric.

Unlike the ordinary hugs on weekdays, when lying with her, the rich ambiguity fermented heavily, making his heart beat faster when he felt uncontrollable.

The candlelight has gone out, and the moon in winter night is as round as a jade plate, with halos falling on the face through the window.

Ningning's voice seemed to whisper, and she smiled: "Pei Ji, what should we do if you are like this now when we get married?"

marriage.

He had gradually learned some secrets about "marriage", and also knew the ambiguity hidden under these two words. This was a word that Pei Ji once dared not think about, but now it reached his ears through her voice.

He will get married to Ningning.

The quiet night is the best catalyst, and the love in my heart is overflowing. Pei Ji retreats a little, still holding her, looking down at Ningning's eyes.

"Your heartbeats so fast."

She pressed her palm against his chest, and she carried a faint smell of alcohol when she spoke, and the tail sounded like a cat's claw, scratching her heart.
To be continued...