I am beautiful alone [Rebirth]

Although the darkroom is only so big and Yi Xuefeng is too weak to move around, but Ning Yu always forces him to hold on to his sleeves, and he gets bored after a long time.

Yi Xuefeng sat on the white jade bed with her knees in her arms, frowning and looking at Ning Yu beside her.

The two had been sitting together for half a day, and every time Yi Xuefeng wanted to let go secretly, Ning Yu would forcefully grab her back every time.

Ning Yu sat at the side, looked down at the book in his hand, and felt that Yi Xuefeng was looking at him, tilted his head slightly, and said, "What's wrong?"

Yi Xuefeng said: "My fingers are about to cramp."

Ning Yu said, "Shall I rub it for you?"

Yi Xuefeng: "..."

Yi Xuefeng was afraid that he would really do it, and immediately said: "It's ready."

Only then did Ning Yu turn his attention to the book again.

Yi Xuefeng stared at him for a long time, finally couldn't hold back, and said: "Jianzun, don't you have something to do?"

What does it mean to sit here with him?

Ning Yu thought for a while and said, "No."

He originally wanted to say that there is Mr. Qingchuan for everything in the wilderness, but he was rarely keenly aware that Yi Xuefeng didn't seem to like Qingchuan very much before, so he swallowed the words.

Yi Xuefeng straight to the point, said: "Then when are you leaving?"

Ning Yu folded a corner of the page, tilted his head and said, "You don't want me to accompany you?"

Yi Xuefeng immediately said sincerely: "I don't want to, you should leave quickly."

Ning Yu: "..."

Ning Yu smoothed out the folded corner of the page, and turned his eyes to the book again, as if he didn't hear Yi Xuefeng's words, and continued to read the book.

Yi Xuefeng: "..."

Yi Xuefeng was so angry that he almost wanted to bite him.

If it was before, Yi Xuefeng wished that Ning Yu would stay with him every day, but since Xianghuan said those words to him, Yi Xuefeng had to force himself to be hard-hearted, and planned to wait until the truth of the matter was found out. Keep a distance from Ning Yu before the Qing Dynasty, so as to save him from being unable to make a move in the end.

If Ning Yu was really the murderer who killed him, then he couldn't do anything because of that ridiculous relationship, and even he felt that he was both pathetic and ridiculous.

Yi Xuefeng gritted her teeth expressionlessly, thinking that when I was clinging to you, you ignored me and always whipped me with a ruler. Now I want to keep a distance from you, and you want to cling to you so hard , if another person can't even talk to you, what else do you want?

Yi Xuefeng didn't want to face Ning Yu's face, let alone deepen his feelings for Ning Yu, so he planned to withdraw his hands with a sullen face, turned over and lay down without looking at him.

Ning Yu immediately noticed his movement, and just about to stop it, Yi Xuefeng said: "I'm going to sleep, Master Jian won't let me sleep and grab your sleeve too."

Ning Yu saw that he looked really tired, and after a little thought, he was finally willing to let Yi Xuefeng let go of his sleeve.

Yi Xuefeng regained his freedom, and immediately hugged his hands together, rolled half a circle on the white jade bed, facing the wall full of runes, seeing nothing but heart.

But just as he turned around, he heard a rustle of clothes rubbing behind him.

Yi Xuefeng forcibly suppressed his curiosity and didn't look back. Just as he was about to relax his body and go to sleep, he noticed that Ning Yu leaned towards him lightly, and put a robe full of fresh air on him.

Yi Xuefeng: "..."

After Ning Yu put it on, he thought for a while, then pulled the sleeve of the robe and stuffed it into Yi Xuefeng's embraced arms, before saying: "Okay, go to sleep."

Yi Xuefeng almost wanted to throw the clothes on his face, but he was afraid that Ning Yu would think of other ways to torment others, so he forcibly endured it, and closed his eyes wrapped in the robe full of Ning Yu's breath.

Feeling that Yi Xuefeng's breathing became more and more even, Ning Yu, who pretended to be reading for a long time, finally raised his head and set his eyes on Yi Xuefeng's face.

Lin Fuyu's body was just over 16 years old, even if Yi Xuefeng seized the house, that cold and beautiful face still carried a little childishness, Ning Yu had lived for too long, originally he wanted to grab Yi Xuefeng to himself while he was asleep They hugged each other for a while, but after staring at the sleeping face for a long time, Ning Yu couldn't do anything.

Unlike Yi Xuefeng when he was young, Ning Yu only thought of him as an extremely obedient and obedient junior, without any delusions in his heart. At that time, he could hold Yi Xuefeng to sleep all night without changing his face. Feeling guilty, but now he is staring at the sleeping Yi Xuefeng, but he can no longer act as nonchalantly as before.

Ning Yu withdrew his hand, looked at Yi Xuefeng's face and struggled for a long time, finally couldn't hold back, and carefully pulled Yi Xuefeng's strand of hair scattered aside.

It was just a strand of hair, but Ning Yu seemed to have gained a sense of security that he had been missing for a hundred years, which made him relax unconsciously.

However, people are often greedy, especially Ning Yu, who has been possessed by demons. He felt a little dissatisfied after grabbing the lock of hair for a while, and then tentatively held Yi Xuefeng's finger on his lower abdomen, first Carefully grabbed one, then two, three, and finally interlocking fingers.

Ning Yu was about to try to get Yi Xuefeng's hand curled up in his sleeve out, when Yi Xuefeng suddenly raised his foot as if he had a nightmare, and kicked Ning Yu's Heart, kicked him backwards, and suddenly pulled the interlocking fingers of the two of them.

Ning Yu almost fell off the bed, and Yi Xuefeng was forcibly woken up by the sudden finger pull.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and what caught his eyes was the interlocking fingers of the two.

At this moment, Ning Yu had already stabilized his body by force. He sat aside, met Yi Xuefeng's sober eyes, tried to put on a straight face and shook his hands, and said in a cold voice, "Sleep well, don't move your feet."

Yi Xuefeng was a little dazed just after waking up, thinking she was holding Ning Yu's hand, and immediately apologized sincerely, shaking her hand to shake off his fingers: "I'm sorry, I..."

Ning Yu clasped it tightly to prevent him from letting go, raised his eyebrows slightly: "I forgive you, but since you like it, just keep holding it."

Yi Xuefeng: "..."

Yi Xuefeng's hair was messy, and he was in a state of half-asleep and half-awake. He froze for a long time before his face turned green. He was afraid that Ning Yu would hold him by his sleeve as if forcing him to grab his sleeve, so he frowned and held on Shaking his hands, he said, "I don't like it, I don't like it at all, let go."

Ning Yu didn't expect him to resist so much, and looked at him in a daze.

Yi Xuefeng struggled too hard, and when Ning Yu was stunned, he finally broke free with his hand, but because he didn't hold back the force just now, the back of his hand suddenly went up, and hit Ning Yu's chin in one fell swoop.

Hearing only a faint crisp sound, Yi Xuefeng was immediately stunned.

He withdrew his hand in a daze, but quickly raised his hand towards Ning Yu instinctively, wanting to ask him if it hurts, and murmured palely: "Master, brother..."

Ning Yu looked at him expressionlessly, and before his hand reached out to her, he suddenly got up and stood up.

Yi Xuefeng was startled, and suddenly withdrew her hand back.

After Ning Yu stood up, he walked towards the door indifferently, as if he was so angry that he was about to leave the dark room.

Yi Xuefeng looked at his back, feeling scared and happy at the same time. He was afraid that Ning Yu would alienate him because of that unintentional slap just now, and get angry at him—after all, Ning Yu's small grudges have been felt since he was a child. But seeing that Ning Yu was finally willing to leave, Yi Xuefeng finally breathed a sigh of relief, at least he no longer had to control his emotions to be in a dilemma.

While Yi Xuefeng was struggling, Ning Yu, who had reached the door of the dark room, did not touch the passing dark pattern, but stood straight in front of the door, facing the door wall, and did not move.

Yi Xuefeng: "..."

Ning Yu seemed to be sulking, but even if he knew him like Yi Xuefeng, he didn't know whether he was angry because of that slap, or because he wanted to let go of his hand.

Ning Yu was facing the wall like this, with the words "I won't turn back until I apologize" written all over his tall and straight back, silently dealing with Yi Xuefeng.

Yi Xuefeng held his forehead, feeling that his head was getting bigger, he was already soft-hearted, not to mention Ning Yu was so rarely sullen.

The whole dark room was silent for a while, Yi Xuefeng kept comforting himself: "Don't be soft-hearted towards him, don't be. Even if you are soft-hearted, you have to wait until the evidence is complete, proving that he is not the murderer who killed you before softening your heart."

Facing the wall, Ning Yu couldn't wait for a while, and secretly turned his head to see if Yi Xuefeng would come to coax him.

But seeing Yi Xuefeng still bowed his head and didn't speak in the distance, Ning Yu became even more angry, and said in his heart: "Even if you apologize, I won't bother you."

Yi Xuefengtian fought for a long time, but finally couldn't hold back, and said tentatively: "That..."

Before he finished speaking, Ning Yu immediately turned around, with cold-blooded ruthlessness written all over his face, and said: "Your spiritual power seems to have failed, so I haven't opened the door to leave."

Yi Xuefeng: "..."

Ning Yu finally found a reason for himself to stay for too long. Seeing Yi Xuefeng persuade him to stay, he thought that Yi Xuefeng was reluctant to leave by himself, and finally let go of his tight heart. He said lightly: "Huh? Then what? You What do you want me to say?"

Yi Xuefeng: "..."

The corners of Yi Xuefeng's lips twitched slightly. This sentence was so speechless that he didn't know where to start.

Ning Yu's cuff had already been scratched a big hole by him. He didn't wait for Yi Xuefeng's answer, so he walked back and sat on the edge of the bed, picked up the book again, and pretended to read it nonchalantly. Said: "But what you say is useless, when Tongxing's spiritual power is recovered, I will leave immediately."

Yi Xuefeng: "..."

Yi Xuefeng didn't know what to say, but also knew that he would not leave immediately, so he kept smiling and let him go.

In the dark room separated by a wall, Xianghuan was already going crazy, he used his spiritual power to hit the door of the dark room again and again, but the stone door remained motionless, not even a bit of stone chips were broken.

Seeing that he was getting more and more irritable, Mr. Qingchuan couldn't hold back and said softly: "Xianghuan, Sword Master won't do anything to you, don't..."

Before he finished persuading, the merman flashed a dark red like a glass-like bead, and said coldly: "I warned you before, don't appear in front of me again, are you afraid of life too much?"

Mr. Qingchuan was stunned for a moment, and then he said sadly: "I'm just worried about your lord..."

"Stop being hypocritical, it's disgusting." Yuren spoke without mercy, looking at Mr. Qingchuan as if looking at something extremely dirty, full of disgust, "You used this hypocritical appearance to deceive me back then. Your Majesty, Mu Xueshen's lackey."

Mr. Qingchuan seemed to be used to being scolded, without changing his face, he looked at him very calmly, and said: "I am not Mu Xueshen's running dog."

Xianghuan sneered: "There is no truth in the mouth of the monster, and you can't believe a word. I remember you said that you would be loyal to my master for the rest of your life. Why did you cling to Ning Yu after a hundred years?"

Mr. Qingchuan's eyes trembled, and he looked at the aggressive Xianghuan with some doubts, as if he had great hostility towards Ning Yu. After a long while, he seemed to think of something, and suddenly said: "Your Majesty is so indifferent to Sword Master now, why is it so cold?" Is it because I suspect that what happened back then has something to do with Sword Master?" After reading the novel, come here!It's fast, my dear!