Chapter 105 The breeze enters my arms

Author: The cultivation of immortality will last forever

Chapter 105 The breeze enters my arms

Fang Yuanzhi blinked cunningly: "I can't compare to you. People like you will kill you if they move, and their bones will grow in the opposite direction!"

Fang Yuanzhi understood that he had to arrange such a place comparable to heaven, just to give up the idea of ​​going back.

She also tactfully suppressed her thoughts for the time being and spent her days playing with him.

Junxin laughed: "I knew I was right about you!"

When he returned to the hammock at night, Fang Yuanzhi asked a few questions.

"Why did you fall in love with me?"

"You are brave, you can relax and look beautiful in the bed."

"There are a lot of women like this in the brothel."

Junxin pinched her perky nose and laughed in her chest: "You actually put yourself to this point..."

Fang Yuanzhi knocked down his hand with a smile and anger: "To be honest!"

Junxin stopped smiling and thought about it seriously.

"I don't know either. Maybe it's because you cried when you first met. I'm a little soft-hearted and a little regretful."

"What are you sorry?"

"I'm sorry you didn't cry for me."

"Have no woman ever cried for you?"

"I don't know. But I just want you to laugh for me, and I don't want you to cry for me..."

Junxin gently stroked Fang Yuanzhi's face with a little pity.

Fang Yuanzhi felt that there was a place in her heart that seemed to melt.

The two lived in the cave for a few days, but they returned to the house on the top of the mountain.

Junxin hesitated for a moment and said, "I have something to do and I have to go and have a few days to do. You can rest at home by yourself."

Fang Yuanzhi's eyes flashed, and just as she was about to open her mouth, Junxin quickly added: "What do you want to eat? I'll find it for you."

Is this going to raise yourself as a canary?

Fang Yuanzhi felt uncomfortable and deliberately made things difficult for her: "I want to eat big cherries, is there any?"

Cherries are usually available in the north and are on the market around the Dragon Boat Festival. It is already past the season.

Junxin nodded slightly, touched her face and left.

Fang Yuanzhibai was bored and walked around the house carefully.

The house has a complete living facilities, including a kitchen, study, main house, inner room, storage room, etc., but most of them are empty and have no fireworks.

There were some books in the study, such as Sun Tzu's Art of War, Zizhi Tongjian, Records of the Grand Historian, etc. Fang Yuanzhi was a little surprised. Junxin, a barbarian of Miao Yao, could actually read these Han people's classics for governing the world?

She probably thought Junxin was just resting here occasionally, and some important items related to their lives were kept in place.

Although he is a barbarian, he is quite cunning.

Fang Yuanzhi knew that apart from the interactions on the bed, she and Junxin really couldn't say that they had any friendship or trust, so they didn't care.

The food was still delivered on time. However, the taste of the Miao people's food was different after all, and Fang Yuanzhi was a little bit tired of eating too much. She hadn't noticed it when she was eating with Junxin, so she felt it was difficult to swallow the meal alone.

It was already late at night when Junxin came back, and Fang Yuanzhi was already asleep. But I vaguely remembered that someone rubbed her for a while and then fell asleep.

When she woke up early the next morning, Junxin had already left. She saw a white pot filled with bright red cherries on the table.

Fang Yuanzhi went up to her in disbelief and picked up a cherry to look at it. It was red and tender, and the sour and sweet mouth was sour and sweet. It was the cherry with excellent taste!

Fang Yuanzhi thought for a long time and saw a slightly larger basin under the jade basin containing water, and there were still a few pieces of ice that had not completely melted. She finally understood:

This may be the fruit that some wealthy families refrigerate in the ice warehouse, but how did he get it?

She had nothing to do during the day, so she simply asked someone to ask for the raw materials and cooked them by herself.

Since cooking noodles that were not as good as the last time, Fang Yuanzhi returned to Qiantang and learned cooking skills with the chef for a few days. After coming to Guizhou, she occasionally cooked with Baihu. Now she can't talk much about cooking skills, but she can get a little better.

At noon, she made rice for herself, fried eggs and a plate of vegetables.

In the afternoon, the person who delivered her food gave her a live fish and some fresh mushrooms. She made mushroom soup, braised the fish, and cooked rice and a plate of vegetables.

Looking at the neatly arranged bowls and chopsticks, she felt a little depressed. She had been living alone like this from now on?

Fang Yuanzhi was biting her chopsticks and couldn't swallow her food, and a sound of footsteps got closer and closer.

"Why don't you wait for me to have dinner together?" Junxin's voice came over.

Fang Yuanzhi looked at Junxin approaching with some surprise.

The dusty white clothes are like white snowflakes, beautiful without the smell of fireworks. The long black crow hair is neither tied nor tied, and slightly flutters, making him look like a banished immortal, free and unrestrained.

Fang Yuanzhi was stunned for a long time before saying, "I don't know you will come back."

She pulled Junxin, who had just sat down, and said, "Wash your hands before meals..." She led him to the kitchen with a cane to wash his hands and took new dishes.

Junxin obediently followed her mercy.

Fang Yuanzhi angrily said, "You don't say it in advance when you come back. Fortunately, I can't hold on to the amount of rice. Otherwise, it won't be enough to eat..." There was an unconcealed smile in my eyes.

Junxin saw Fang Yuanzhi busy serving her rice, and his heart was filled with ripples.

Fang Yuanzhi's hair was simply combed into a big braid, and placed it on her chest along her shoulders. A strand of hair hangs around her ears, adding a bit of charm.

He hasn't felt this trivial daily meal time at home for many years.

"I will try my best to come back and have supper with you in the future."

"Okay." Fang Yuanzhi replied casually. They don't know if they have any future.

After all, she is a modern soul, and she has no idea of ​​committing suicide by losing her virginity, nor does she have the delusion of her destiny to end up in one's own end.

Her relationship with Junxin was too complicated and subtle, so she wasn't so stupid that she wanted to live with him for the rest of her life.

Where is the man she wanted to live her life last time?

Fang Yuanzhi was even more depressed.

Junxin saw her perfunctoryness, held her hand through the table, and stared into her eyes: "I'm serious."

Fang Yuanzhi looked up at him, then looked at her job again: "I understand, eat quickly, it's not too hot anymore, it will be cold if it's slow."

After dinner, Junxin accompanied Fang Yuanzhi to clean up the dishes and go to the kitchen, and took the initiative to wash the dishes.

Fang Yuanzhi felt even more uncomfortable.

Someone sent hot water, and Junxin took a bath for Fang Yuanzhi. His movements were gentle and meticulous, as if she was a fragile and precious jade.

His hands had clear joints and slender fingers. He held a thin wet veil and gently wiped the back of her ears, neck, and every inch of her skin. His eyes were focused and suppressed his lust.

The occasional teasing that was intentional or unintentional made her both ashamed and annoyed, but it was hard to say anything.

Since I came to this house, Junxin has been helping her take a shower every day.

At the beginning, she was feeling like she was throwing her apart, letting her do whatever she could, and she was as uncooperative as possible: she wouldn't be exhausted!

Junxin regarded her discoital cooperation as flirting, and the atmosphere became charming. If he hadn't been concerned about her broken legs, he would have done something even more ridiculous.

But now it is a little different. When his hands touched the scars on her body, he would always linger and his eyes would be filled with pity.

It is this kind of pity that makes Fang Yuanzhi feel a little uncomfortable.

It's just a simple relationship, so why do you do such a complicated one?

Fang Yuanzhi said angrily: "I'm not disabled!"

Junxin touched her broken leg instead and smiled, "Isn't this a disabled person?"

Fang Yuanzhi was irritated.

After going to bed, Junxin did not start as anxiously as usual, but instead hugged her and kissed her slowly and carefully, occasionally looking at her face.

The first time Fang Yuanzhi saw Junxin, who was so humble, was even more uncomfortable.

She simply pushed him away, curled up herself, and turned her back to him.

Junxin came over and hugged her, wrapped her limbs, kissed the back of her neck, and whispered: "Don't worry, I'm there!"
Chapter completed!