Chapter 713 Holding a Little Hand

Author: Wen Jiutao

Chapter 713 Holding a Little Hand

Jiuli trotted in a flash. Sankui was obviously walking past the avenue in front of Xianxia Tower. When Jiuli chased him out, he didn't see him.

Jiuli stood on the main road and looked at several nearby alleys. She guessed which direction Sankui should go.

Turning right means going to the small woods in the suburbs, there are also sparse small shops, all selling agricultural products and stone carvings. Sankui probably won't go there. He was not interested in those.

If she turned left, she was heading towards Yuelu Academy. Jiuli looked left and right, then turned to the left. She quickly chased her for a while, but still had no elegant back.

Jiuli stood panting in a quiet corner, calming her breathing. She was carefully identifying where Sankui should have gone? He should be nearby, not too far.

Strangely, if Jiuli is usually followed by others, no matter how powerful her martial arts are, she can identify the other party's inner breath, but why can't Sankui?

Jiuli tracked him down with his breath for a long time, but he didn't feel any special breath nearby.

Jiuli was very confused. Could it be that her eyes were blurred just now? It was impossible? Did the dozen guards' eyes also blurred at that time?

Jiuli sighed slightly, as if she was very disappointed. He shouldn't have appeared here at this point, he should have taught in the academy.

She was about to step forward.

He was dressed in a blue dress, elegant, noble, and extraordinary.

Sankui stepped forward and approached her slightly. Jiuli thought he wanted to give her a big hug, but he just approached her and took the big basket behind her.

During the breathing, his nose and breathing were entangled with each other. Jiuli liked that feeling, the body scent mixed with a manly breath, which made her feel safe. He took the basket over and carried it on her body.

After a few steps, Jiuli suddenly felt something was wrong. She stopped suddenly, turned to look at Sankui's back and said, "Is my husband's legs lame?"

Jiuli curled her lips and smiled, lowered her head, and a touch of shyness of a child slowly stepped on her ears. Sankui grabbed her hands tighter.

Sankui also stopped, but he still didn't stop holding her little hand. His bright eyes stared at her and nodded slowly, "Yes, Dr. Liu in Renhe Hospital some time ago removed the stitches."

In a trance, Jiuli thought she was dreaming. Is this true? She blinked hard, and her face suddenly felt happy.

Suddenly, a figure jumped off the roof, and there was a slight scent of soap beans in the cold wind and a unique aura. He appeared in front of her in a steady state.

Then he held her little hand and the two walked quietly on the quiet path. Jiuli's little hands, which had already been frozen, were placed in his wide and warm palms, with indescribable tranquility and tenderness in his heart.

She said in shock, "Honey?"

The two continued walking forward, and Sankui said slowly, "Are you tired?"

Jiuli did not answer his question, but just shed tears in "bang" and "bang". The crystal tears slid from the corners of her eyes down her cheeks, until she was on her mouth, and then flowed into her neck.

"What's wrong with crying so sadly?" Sankui gently stroked her shoulders and said slowly, "Do you miss me?"

Jiuli just shook her head.
Chapter completed!