How the fox spirit is made

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Qi Qing looked puzzled: "You are asking."

"Well, uh, you have a very good relationship with the elder sister recently, so now you...are you still sleeping on her bed?"

"What...what's the relationship? She came here by herself. She insisted on cultivating hard so as not to embarrass the fox family. I still suspect that she is also a vixen!"

"Oh, I understand. You haven't answered my question yet. You've been with her recently. Only now can I catch you."

Qi Qing glanced at him with strange eyes: "Who wants to sleep in her bed, I don't, she is obviously the one who came to my bed by herself, and has nightmares every day, who would believe it!"

"..."

Ji Mingze gasped, his expression suddenly froze.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Qi Qing pushed his shoulder.

Ji Mingze rubbed his face to calm himself down: "... I know, it's better for me not to contact you."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and left without delay.

"No, I want to borrow the story book from you, you are not allowed to go." Qi Qing quickly grabbed his arm, "It's...it's Miss Chen's book last time..."

"What? "The Legend of the Golden Phoenix and Mandarin Duck"? I'll go back and look for it, let go, ancestor!" Ji Mingze hurriedly pulled back his sleeves, and ran back in a panic, "No, I think the big sister will be back soon. Sneak first."

"Eh……"

Qi Qing looked suspiciously at the back of Ji Mingze slipping away, concentrated her energy again, and gathered a ray of light on her fingertips.

"Strong wind grass!"

A faint ray of light shot into the grass on the side of the road, and after a while, half of the youngest grass tip was cut off.

"Oh, it's not as fast as I can do it..."

Qi Qing squatted on the side of the road, completely forgetting about cultivation, and started picking flowers, purple, white, pink, yellow, fragrant, ugly, sparse, lush, none escaped Her hands are really ruthless, not even leaving the jing.

Girls generally love beauty, not to mention Qi Qing, a fox who picks good-looking snacks and only eats pleasing fruits. If it weren't for Xie Yifei's good-looking, eyebrows and eyes are not bad, otherwise Qi Qing The uprising has already started.

Qi Qing excitedly wrapped herself a wreath and was about to put it on her head when there was a noise from behind.

She turned her head to look, it was Xie Yifei who had returned from practicing sword.

It was at dusk, and a little afterglow passed through her collar, inlaid a layer of gold on her hair and the corners of her clothes, and the hair on her sideburns was blown by the wind, brushing her well-shaped lips, and looking at her from below. , bright starry eyes, eyes full of broken light, holding the sword, she only stared at the person in front of her, and said slowly: "What are you doing?"

The wind was very strong, blowing her robe loudly, and it was difficult to hear her words in the wind, but the figure in front of her became clearer and clearer.

Qi Qing was stunned, she had read so many scripts, seen so many joys and sorrows, so many surprises, but she was still in a daze.She didn't understand why the young lady fell in love with the hero who saved her, why the young lady fell in love with the young man at first sight, and she didn't even understand the hero's "handsome and charming", "cool and unrestrained", "Qinglin Yushu", today she is in Xie Yifei I saw these on my body.

----I can really feel the youthful vigor coming from the pavement, and the indescribable feeling of hitting the bottom of the heart.

Especially when Xie Yifei stared at her, it seemed that at that moment, he possessed a starry sky.

"What's wrong with you..." The other party stepped forward, his voice gradually blurred in the wind, and only the hand holding the sword remained in his sight.

The back of the hand is clean, with occasional scars from oil splashes; the fingers are slender, with well-defined joints, and look thin, but they are actually powerful. When grabbing Qi Qing, the strength of resistance is unstoppable; the palm hides a lot The secret is the calluses on the joints, the scars on the palms, when holding Qi Qing, the calluses will cause ripples in the bottom of my heart---a little itchy, but it's not just on the hands.

Xie Yifei squatted down opposite her, his hair touched her cheek, and the voice in the wind was erratic: "What are you looking at..."

It may be that I just finished practicing the sword, and I haven't cleaned myself up yet. My temple hair is a little messy, and there is sweat slipping across my forehead. With the wind, a faint smell of sweat seeps into my nostrils --- it's not unpleasant, and it also has the unique smell of a girl. Sentimental.

Qi Qing saw a drop of sweat falling on her eyelashes, which shone warmly in the evening sun. The other party's eyes were clear, and she clearly saw her mouth open, with a dull expression on her face.

What's wrong with me?

Qi Qing tried her best to regain her thoughts, but what flashed in her mind was the piece of fish scales that Xie Yifei stuffed into her mouth. Xie Yifei scolded her, but the hands rubbing her back were extremely gentle...

"...Where did you get the wreath..."

Yes, wreaths!

Qi Qing took off the wreath on her head quickly, then pressed it on Xie Yifei's head, turned around and ran away, leaving only a shadow of the other's back.

There must be something wrong with the wreath, otherwise why would I be thinking wildly.

Qi Qing happily accused the innocent Huahuan of a crime in her heart, and went to Zangshuge to be happy.

Xie Yifei, who was in the same place, only felt that his head was extremely heavy. After tearing off the garland, it was colorful and more lively than opening a dyeing workshop.

"Who is this, the garlands are so ugly..."

Xie Yifei shook his head, and stuffed the wreath into his arms after a while.

"...I don't know what's going on..."

In the corner of Zangshuge, tall bookshelves cut off the outside world, Ji Mingze nestled in the innermost row, took out a tattered book from his arms and stuffed it into Qi Qing's hand: "Take it quickly, the book you want ."

"Hee hee, thank you."

Qi Qing turned around and left with the book in her arms, but was pulled back by Ji Mingze: "Hey, no, you've read this book a long time ago, what are you going to do now?"

"I, can't I reread it?" Qi Qing held her little head high, "I, I really like this book, I think about it day and night, day and night..."

"Stop, stop the play. Let me tell you, you must not be discovered by the elder sister, she will beat me to death."

"Definitely." Qi Qing happily flipped open the yellowed cover, and the "Golden Phoenix and Mandarin Duck Biography" written in small letters on it was blurred, leaving only "Golden Mandarin Duck Special", but fortunately the content was still complete.

The last time I read the story book, I swallowed it too much, but this time Qi Qing just read it word by word by herself.

The disciples outside the Zangshu Pavilion were noisy, talking about the world, chatting all over the world, and playing chess, boxing and fighting crickets. Occasionally, a few hid in the corner to read, and they were basically inseparable from the unofficial history.

Just as Qi Qing saw that something happened to Ms. Chen's family and she had a big fight with her husband, a disciple yelled outside the door: "Dinner is ready----Dinner is ready----"

Qi Qing immediately stuffed the book into her bosom, and was about to rush out. Now her legs and feet are more flexible than before, but her pace gradually slowed down. Alas, the chef has returned long ago. Now Xie Yifei is no longer in charge, she I can't eat those delicacies anymore.

"I want something delicious..." Qi Qing muttered softly, looking a little unhappy.

Speaking of which, the cooks on Chongyang Mountain are indeed no match for Xie Yifei. A simple plate of scrambled eggs with vegetables can scramble eggs and burnt vegetables. Unconvinced, Ji Mingze ran to reason, and then got a bowl of sweet beans as compensation Soup.

"Isn't that great? What are you dissatisfied with?" Qi Qing angrily pushed Ji Mingze when she heard the news, "Eating alone behind my back, you are too shameless!"

"No - oops!" Ji Mingze rubbed his head and pouted, "I, I really didn't expect that cook, he could make sweet bean soup into bitter bean soup..."