'9 Inexplicable sense of familiarity

Seeing that Sihai Qingyang shook his head, he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it, and he was in a hurry to express something to her.

Jiuyin can't understand and don't know how to respond.

In the end, Xihai Qingyang had no choice but to pick up a dead branch from the side and wrote two words on the mud floor in the front yard: breakfast.

It turned out that he wanted her to go to the backyard after breakfast.

Jiuyin came over knowingly and smiled and said, "Where is breakfast?"

He wrote again: "I'll take you there."

Jiuyin nodded and walked towards the side hall accompanied by him.

After Sihai Qingyang took her to the side hall, he signaled her to sit down. He brought a lot of tea to the kitchen and placed it in front of her. He then held a pot of tea and poured a cup for her. The tea fragrance was everywhere, even if it was not imported, he knew it was definitely a good tea.

However, Jiuyin's eyes swept over the dozen basins of pastries on the table and said helplessly: "How can I finish eating so much breakfast? Master, sit down and eat with me."

Sihai Qingyang shook his head, but stood by and protected him, just like a servant.

Jiuyin still couldn't adapt to the way he got along with him: "Actually, Master, you really have to recognize the wrong person. I don't know you, and I'm not your master."

If she still can't see that Sihai Qingyang's attitude towards her completely treats her master, then she can only say that she is too stupid.

She flashed her cloud eyes and said seriously: "I really don't know you. I only know that you are Mu Jin's master, and that's also my master. Don't get along with me in this way. In this way, I will feel embarrassed and uncomfortable."

When she heard that she was not feeling well, Sihai Qingyang's face changed a few times, and she was obviously a little uneasy.

Jiuyin really has no choice. She will make him like this just a simple sentence, but she is really not his master. How can she let him see this fact clearly?

"No matter what, Master, come and have breakfast with me. Also, have Mu Jin and Ruhua and others eaten?"

Sihai Qingyang nodded, but he did not pass.

Jiuyin understood what he meant, and he told her that Mu Jin and Ruhua had used it too early.

On weekdays, she always comes to serve her like a painting, but today she is missing. I don’t know what she, Feng Mujin and Qingtong do in the end.

Jiuyin was helpless and slowly started to use breakfast.

There were too many types and I really didn't know where to start, so I took the chopsticks to pick up a piece of cake closest to her. I didn't know what the cake was made of, and it looked quite pleasing. She tilted her head, picked it up and sent it to her lips.

Sihai Qingyang kept paying attention to her and paid attention to her very seriously. Seeing that she frowned slightly after taking a bite, he was startled and full of anxiety. When he came to her, he was a little helpless, but he didn't know how to communicate with her.

"What's wrong?" Jiuyin turned her head and looked at him. Seeing his anxious look, she suddenly opened her cloud eyes and understood: "This pastry is delicious, don't be nervous."

Although she said it was delicious, the anxious expression of Sihai Qingyang still did not dissipate. He frowned and stared at her eyebrows.

Jiuyin found that she could gradually see some of his thoughts from the expression on his face. She smiled shyly and said softly: "I just frowned not because this pastry is not delicious, but I just felt that I had eaten this flavor of pastry at some point, but now I can't remember it at all."

She really couldn't remember when she had used the same pastry. She had clearly never eaten such a strange pastry, not to mention that she had been here for less than a year, so she could not remember what she had eaten.

Especially she clearly likes this taste very much. How could she forget what she likes so much?

She swallowed the cake into her stomach, took two sips of tea, and almost picked a green snack from the others, put it on her lips and took it, and chewed it carefully.

The more I ate, the closer I frowned, and a strange light flashed in my eyes.

This feeling is very familiar. Why does this smell make her feel sad? She couldn't help but look up at Sihai Qingyang.

Sihai Qingyang kept standing aside and looking down at her, with nervousness and expectation clearly written in her eyes.

Jiuyin wanted to squeeze out a smile at him, but she couldn't laugh: "Why are you so familiar?"

Hearing this, the four-hai Qingyang's eyebrows lit up slightly. He wanted to say something but couldn't say it out loud. He was still paying attention to the changes in every expression on her face.

Jiuyin stopped talking and quietly tasted every kind of snack on the table. She couldn't finish it, but every time she tasted it, she always felt that she was so familiar that she felt that she felt so painful that she felt.

When did she have such small refreshments? When did anyone have made these for her? I thought about it for a long time but still couldn't figure it out, so she stopped thinking about it.

After eating and drinking, he stood up and planned to clean up with Sihai Qingyang, but Sihai Qingyang hurriedly stopped her and quickly put her in, then accompanied her to the backyard.

Feng Mujin and Ruhua surrounded the pond in the backyard, and they were doing something. Suddenly, one person came out from under the water, causing countless ripples to surging from the calm lake.

Hongxiu and Tuoba Huier on the shore immediately applauded and smiled, "So amazing, Brother Wuji, where did you learn this skill?"

Hearing their cheerful voices, Jiuyin looked around and saw Wuji's ten fingers, each of which was stuck, and the fish were still leaping around his fingers.

I actually caught so many at once, it was really amazing.

Everyone on the shore was all focused on Wuji, and they were applauding his superb performance. Jiuyin looked at him and couldn't help but walk towards them.

Feng Mujin and Ruhua were the first to discover her arrival. Feng Mujin walked towards the two of them, held Jiuyin and looked up at Sihai Qingyang, nodded and said, "Master!"

Sihai Qingyang just nodded lightly, and his face still had a look of indifference.

Jiuyin pulled Feng Mujin to the pond, and asked as she walked, "Where is Qingtong?"

"Qingtong..."

Before Feng Mujin could finish his words, a rustling sound of water suddenly broke out in the pond.

Jiuyin looked into the pond and saw Qingtong crawling out from under the pond. She was like Wuji, and there were a few fish in her fingers, but when she looked carefully, she only had three of them.

"You lost." Tuoba Huier pointed at her and teased, "You also said you are better than others. Look at Brother Wuji who caught eight of them at once, and you only caught three of them. What are you comparing with them?"

As if in conjunction with Tuoba Huier's words, Wuji raised his proud chin to Qingtong, and a hint of pride was hidden in his smile: "It's too cold this day. Miss Qingtong should go ashore early to change her clean clothes to avoid freezing her body."

"I'm not as delicate as you!" Qingtong snorted coldly, threw down the three fish in his hand, wiped his hands clean with the lake water, and suddenly patted his hands gently on the lake surface. The tall figure among the women jumped up in the lake, and in a blink of an eye it had returned to the shore.

Looking back, seeing Wuji still looking at her, her face full of free and joyful smiles, she snorted coldly: "I haven't arrived ashore yet, be careful to freeze my body."

"Don't worry, Miss Qingtong, her body is very strong and not frozen." Wuji said with a smile.

"Then try it here for a day and a night to see if it's frozen." Qingtong glanced at him for a last glance, turned around and left, leaving only a quiet word behind: "I'm worried that it will freeze the lower part, and if I want to get married in the future, no girl's family is willing to marry you."

He came to Jiuyin and Feng Mujin, nodded slightly to the two of them, leaned over, and then turned around and returned to the dormitory with a wet dress.

Wuji, who was left in the pond, looked embarrassed and stared at her back with contempt: "What a girl's house, she speaks so vulgarly, and she doesn't have the tenderness of her daughter's house at all. Whoever marrys her in the future will be unlucky for the rest of her life!"

"Brother Wuji, do you want to try it here for a day and a night?" Tuoba Huier brought the basket and took the fish he threw up, and smiled:

"If you go up now, Qingtong will definitely think that you don't even have the courage to soak for a day and a night. Don't say that you are strong in front of her in the future. The brothers from the Eighteen Riders have changed to any one of them. Not to mention a day and a night, you can soak even if you have three days and three nights."

"That's it!" Hongxiu also helped, snorting coldly: "Many things are not enough to be said, don't just talk about them, let's see if you are so strong."

"Hongxiu, Huier, stop making trouble." Ruhua glared at the two of them, and finally fell on Wuji, shook her head and smiled: "Brother Wuji, come up quickly, the lake is cold, don't soak your body."

She wanted to persuade him to come up, but she didn't expect that Wuji would be even more embarrassed.

He pursed his lips, glanced at everyone, and finally fell on Feng Mujin: "Master, what's the matter that needs to be done in the past two days?"

Feng Mujin just glanced at him lightly, then hugged Jiuyin and walked towards the backyard: "If you like to soak, just soak it. If you lose your body, you will be asking for it yourself, don't blame anyone."

Jiuyin looked back at him with a smile and added: "If the lower part is really broken, after returning to the imperial city, I will take you to the north of the city to see a ghost doctor. Maybe he can help you cure it."

"What are you talking about?" Feng Mujin tightened her long arms that fell on her waist, looking unhappy: "Is it embarrassing to say this in front of a man?"

Jiuyin shrugged her shoulders and spit out her pink tongue, not daring to be presumptuous anymore.

Feng Mujin is good at everything, she loves her and sometimes she is lawless, but once she makes a little bit of a dirty joke, he will always blame him severely.

However, this is her temperament, a slutty girl, and even a little bit of a gangster. This is how she is. It’s easy to change the country and nature is hard to change. How can she change it?

"What? Do you have any objection?" Feng Mujin raised his eyebrows, and a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes.
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