The lord can't get along with this butterfly

Ji Xiao brought him into the study, walked to the desk, handed a finger-thick booklet to Hua Zhuo, and said, "I just asked Uncle Zhang to sort these out recently, and they are all dealing with the affairs of the village. The places that should be paid attention to are written in detail, so please read it carefully.”

Hua Zhuo was stunned for a moment, took it and flipped through it casually, and found that it was as large as the list of disciples who had close contacts with the school, and as small as the list of disciples who needed special care, all of which were recorded in detail. feel.

Hua Zhuo looked up blankly, "What does this mean?"

Ji Xiao was expressionless, and said indifferently: "After I was elected as the leader of the martial arts, my father handed over the entire villa to me and completely let go of it. But you also know that the current situation in the world is turbulent, and the demon sect intends to make a comeback. I have no time to take care of it, I need someone to help me take care of the internal affairs of the villa. And the only person in the entire villa who can take on this important task is probably you."

Hua Zhuo's expression became very tangled, Ji Xiao ignored him, and continued to put pressure on him: "Now the situation is urgent, I must always pay attention to the movements of the Demon Cult, and if I am not careful, it will give it an opportunity to take advantage of it. When the world is in chaos, I will not escape the responsibility of being the leader of the martial arts alliance, and I will also harm the common people. So now I can't be distracted at all, for the safety of the world, you must do this well, understand?"

Ji Xiao looked at him coldly.

He had asked Uncle Zhang to start preparing for this matter a few days ago.Hua Zhuo is kind-hearted, and after hearing what he said, she will naturally stay in the village with peace of mind, and will not mention the divorce letter anymore.Moreover, the affairs in the village are complicated, as long as they are taken over, it will be difficult to let go in the future.

As for what he promised that night, he just had to pretend to lose his memory after drinking, and if there were any conflicts in the future, he would wait until later.

In this way, an obvious strategy to delay the attack.

Hua Zhuo obviously didn't expect that she was being played with in the palm of her hand, she was dumb for a moment, and said very depressed: "Isn't it the internal affairs of the villa... Is it so serious?"

"But, didn't Uncle Zhang take care of these things before? Why did you suddenly leave it to me?" Hua Zhuo explained with difficulty.

Ji Xiao's eyes were calm, and he said without any flaws: "Uncle Zhang is getting old and working hard, so you can't ask him to do everything. If you don't understand anything in the future, you can ask him for advice. Don't make mistakes. Is it?"

Hua Zhuo knew that she couldn't refuse, so she could only let out a muffled "Oh".

Satisfied, Ji Xiao nodded, and said, "All the books are with Mr. Accountant, you can get them yourself tomorrow."

Hua Zhuo was startled, "I still have to manage accounts?!"

Ji Xiao frowned, and asked back: "Nonsense, otherwise you think I told you to take care of the villa, how do you manage it?"

Ji Xiao pointed to the booklet in his hand, and said mercilessly: "This book only records trivial things, just such a few things, it's not even a fraction compared to those accounts in the village."

Hua Zhuo's heart suddenly turned into ice slag.

What did I eat wrong today?Why did you come to see Ji Xiao?Isn't this just looking for trouble...

There was a dullness in his chest, Hua Zhuo took a deep breath, temporarily put the matter aside, raised his head to look at him quietly, and asked: "You were in Lujiang City that day, why did you leave first?"

Ji Xiao sat down at the round table and said calmly, "I have business to do."

Hua Zhuo complained: "Then what happened at the inn that night...do you have nothing to say?"

Ji Xiao avoided his gaze, poured a cup of tea with a calm expression, and said, "I can't remember what happened that night, maybe there was a slip of the tongue after drinking... You can pretend you didn't hear it."

"Can't remember?!" Hua Zhuo suddenly felt that he had suffered a big loss, and said in disbelief, "How did you mess with me that night, you can't remember?!"

Ji Xiao felt his head buzzing, thinking that he had misheard, "What?"

Hua Zhuo really thought he had forgotten, her chest was full of depression, her face was miserable, and she said aggrievedly: "I was disheveled by you that day, my hands and feet were weak, my whole body was sore and sore, and my lips were swollen for a whole day...you You only said that you made a slip of the tongue after drinking, has your conscience been eaten by a dog?"

Ji Xiao shook his hand and almost smashed the teacup.

Suppressing the throbbing temples, Ji Xiao tried his best to recall what happened that night, his chest was so full of anger that it was hard to breathe, and it took him a long time to let out a hard breath, trying to find the reason for this set of arguments.

Yes……

The clothes are disheveled, he dragged them...

The hands and feet are weak, it's his kiss...

His whole body was sore, he was the one who forcibly dragged her away...

That's right, all right.

Ji Xiao gritted his teeth fiercely, looked at him with a gloomy expression, and said, "Then what do you want to do?"

Hua Zhuo looked aggrieved and said dryly, "Then... I can't do anything about it."

Ji Xiao was so angry that his chest hurt.

Hua Zhuo pursed her lips, she didn't get an explanation, she was a little disappointed, she remembered the other purpose of coming to him today, and said: "There is one more thing, I wanted to tell you that night, but you left that day Too fast, didn't hear me finish."

Ji Xiao suppressed his anger and said, "What's the matter?"

Huazhuo said frankly: "Actually... Ever since I became a fairy, the fairy king has never cared about me. He has not taken me to become a fairy for more than ten years, so as long as I don't make trouble in the human world, nothing will happen. If so, no one will care whether I return to the fairyland or not."

Ji Xiao's eyes moved slightly.

"What do you mean by telling me this?" Ji Xiao looked up at him fixedly, his Adam's apple twitched, and said, "...Aren't you going back?"

Hua Zhuo looked at him helplessly, "I didn't intend to go back at first... I just mentioned a casual sentence to explain to you that time, and I didn't expect you to think too much."

Ji Xiao's eyes darkened, and he confirmed to him: "So, from the beginning, you wanted to stay in Wanqing Villa...is that right?"

Hua Zhuo looked at his expression, and said "hmm".

Looking back, Ji Xiao propped himself on the table belatedly, rubbing the center of his brows, as if he was relieved, but also as if he was upset.After a while, he stood up, with no expression on his face, he said in a deep voice, "Got it... you should go back first."

Then he didn't look at him again, and sat down at the desk to deal with the letter.

Hua Zhuo paused for a moment, turned around and left without saying any more.

The door was closed softly, Ji Xiao put down the secret letter in his hand, his lowered eyes were a little lost in thought, not knowing what he was thinking.

Half an hour later, Hua Zhuo had just lay down and was still asleep when he heard the door of the room being pushed open.

The cold wind poured in, and the single candle left at the door faltered with the air current. Ji Xiao closed the door with his backhand, took off his coat, and extinguished the candle.

The only light in the house was gone, Hua Jue watched the man walk in with a bit of cold moonlight, yawned, and asked knowingly, "Why did you come back today?"

A few days ago, in order to avoid him, she obviously slept in the study all the time.

Ji Xiao didn't answer, hung the clothes on the hanger, and said lightly: "Don't go get the account book tomorrow, you don't know how to manage accounts, go and learn from Mr. Accountant for a while. I will let him share some simple things with Uncle Zhang first." I will give you the task, and I will take it easy when the complicated ones are involved. The villa’s internal affairs are heavy, not only the general food and clothing expenses, but also a lot of special monthly expenses, and there are too many trivial things to rush.

Hua Zhuo was stunned for a moment, and said sadly to him: "Have you discovered your conscience? If I really take over so much at once, I will die of exhaustion."

Ji Xiao glanced at him, approached the bed, and said mercilessly: "You don't know anything, I'm afraid that the foundation that my ancestors have painstakingly built will fall into your hands."

Ji Xiao went to bed, but lay down restlessly, leaning on Hua Zhuo with his arms propped up, staring at him with deep eyes.

The original sharp face was obscured by the darkness, and the eyes were a little deep, as if filled with stars. Ji Xiaoben was handsome, Hua Zhuo looked at him, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he quickly covered half of his face with a quilt , showing his eyes nervously and vigilantly, and said in a vague voice, "What are you doing?"

Ji Xiao raised his eyebrows, pulled down the quilt, pinched his chin, and said in a slow tone: "It's nothing, I just want to try again... to see if your clothes are disheveled, your hands and feet are weak, and your whole body is sore pain."

Hua Zhuo opened her eyes wide, her face turned red, and she felt like being deceived, "You haven't forgotten?"

Ji Xiao was noncommittal, bowed his head and kissed her.

This time, he didn't use his fingers to break Huazhuo's lips, but directly licked the seam between his lips with the tip of his tongue, and poked it in with ease.

Hua Jue took a short breath, and her cheeks began to burn red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After half a stick of incense, Hua Zhuo looked at the top of the bed panting, Ji Xiao squeezed his palms, and judged in a hoarse voice: "It seems that only the hands and feet are weak."

Hua Zhuo's eyes were slightly absent, but he didn't refute.

"Go to sleep." Ji Xiao had no intention of doing any more unnecessary things, he lay down and tucked the quilt for him, and said, "Tomorrow will sacrifice the stove, follow me to eat dumplings outside the city."

The oppressive feeling on her body disappeared, Hua Zhuo calmed down, and asked, "Why do you have to go outside the city to eat dumplings?"

"I'll know tomorrow." Ji Xiao said lightly without saying much.

Hua Zhuo didn't ask any more questions, and rolled into his arms.

Ji Xiao raised his eyebrows, "Are you cold?"

Hua Zhuo choked, "...not cold."

Ji Xiao stared at him with deep eyes, and suddenly asked: "Did you do it on purpose when you were in the inn?"

Hua Zhuo was taken aback, thought for a while, pretended not to remember, "Which time?"

Ji Xiao squinted his eyes, and didn't mind helping him recall, "It was in the town near Qinglan City, the time I went to follow the disciples of the Devil's Cult. Who was it that night, taking advantage of the cold body, kept hitting me In my arms? When it was almost dawn, I hugged my arms and did not let go, and deliberately rubbed my face on my chest several times, huh?"

"If I remember correctly, you were awake at the time." Ji Xiao didn't leave any room for it.

Hua Zhuo didn't expect him to describe it in such detail, she was dumb for a moment, and looked at him resentfully, "Is there such a thing?"

Ji Xiao was too lazy to talk to him, so he glanced at him and said expressionlessly: "Sleep. No matter how restless you are at night, don't blame me for throwing it down for you."

Hua Jue had resentment written all over her face.

Why?

I only care about it when I touch him once, but when he kisses me, he does whatever he wants?

Does this make sense...

In the early morning of the next day, the sky was clear, and the carriage outside the gate of the villa was ready, and several shadow guards stood around the carriage, ready to go.

Hua Zhuo came out from the door, wearing a moon-white dress with cloud patterns embroidered with gold silk, her hair was tied up with a headband, with strands hanging from both sides, she looked quite like a young man from a well-known scholarly family .

Ji Xiao was standing in front of the car waiting for him. He was wearing steady black, with the same gold silk cloud pattern embroidered on the skirt, but the cuffs and hem were slightly different from the flowers, which were more convenient for fighting.

The same clothes, one black and one white, are extremely eye-catching.

The shadow guards unconsciously took a few more glances.

Hua Zhuo came over, looked at the carriage behind Ji Xiao, and asked, "Is it far away?"

"It's not too far." Ji Xiao replied lightly, turning around to get into the car.

Hua Zhuo grabbed him and suggested, "How about riding a horse?"

Ji Xiao raised his eyebrows, "You know how to ride a horse?"

Hua Zhuo blinked, "No."

The shadow guard immediately ran to the stable to lead the horse cleverly.

Ji Xiao asked someone to fetch a fox fur cloak again, put it on Hua Zhuo, and said with a headache: "What weather is it, you have to ride a horse if you don't sit in a carriage? Does your body allow you to do such nonsense?"

Huazhuo didn't speak, just looked at him and smiled with her mouth pursed.

The rest of the shadow guards stared at them with fiery eyes.

Aren't you still making peace a few days ago?So soon there was a quarrel at the head of the bed and a reconciliation at the end of the bed.

The horse was brought, and Ji Xiao led the man onto the horse, let Hua Zhuo sit in front, wrapped his arms around the man tightly, and said in a deep voice, "Sit still."

Hua Zhuo nodded, the steed under him neighed, and the hooves of the horse stomped away.

Finally express my heart, Sahua!

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