Chapter 459

Shu mountain held a fairytale competition, and Jing Lan easily won the first place.

At night, he sneaked into Zhen Xi's bedroom, looked at the beautiful shadow on the bed, and then approached quietly.

At this time, I don't know who patted me on the shoulder from the back.

He looked back and saw the woman standing quietly behind him.

The snow skin seemed to illuminate the night.

"Master?"

He turned his head again and saw that the beautiful shadow on the bed had disappeared.

Zhen Xi stood behind him and asked slowly, "why do you sneak into a woman's boudoir when you don't sleep in the middle of the night?"

A woman's boudoir

This sentence, Jinglan how to listen to all feel very ambiguous.

He covered up his embarrassment and tried to say calmly, "master, I won the first place in the magic competition today, so I came to ask you for a reward."

"Reward? Haven't you praised you well in front of everyone today? "

You know, she never talks about people.

Today, I really envy all the disciples of Shu mountain.

"That doesn't count! What I want is a private reward, one that no one else knows! "

Zhen Xi looked at the young man who cheated in front of him and was not annoyed.

How can I give her a little reward

Jing Lan immediately smiled and nodded.

In fact, it doesn't matter what reward. He just wants to get something different from her.

What others will never get!

Like a bowl of noodles she gave him herself.

Jing Lan sat in the kitchen and quietly looked at the woman kneading dough in front of the stove.

Scallion white jade hands with distinct bony joints are whiter than dough.

She seems very skilled.

Jinglan asked, "have you made noodles for others before?"

In fact, he didn't know that there was a taste of jealousy in the tone of this sentence.

"No." Zhen Xi replied, "if you want to eat, change a bowl with magic. Today I do it myself just to give you a reward."

Jinglan just breathed a sigh of relief, but the woman then said, "I've made steamed bread for others."

She seemed to think of something in the past, and her expression became a little disappointed.

Jing Lan especially wanted to stand up and asked: if you want to make steamed bread, why don't you use magic to change one?!

But he remained calm and stifled it.

This bowl of noodles is tasteless. In her head, she always thinks, who has she made steamed bread for?

He sent her to the bedroom. Before leaving, he finally couldn't help asking, "you said you made steamed bread. Who did you make it for?"

Zhen Xi was stunned for a moment. After a moment, he replied vaguely, "well... There is such a person."

Jing Lan immediately choked.

She doesn't want to answer?

I knew he wouldn't ask. The more I asked, the more I blocked my heart!

He is not an inquisitive person.

He just wants to know her crazily, know her preferences and habits, know the past he hasn't participated in, and know everything about her!

This kind of eagerness is too unexpected.

He couldn't even react. Why did he do this.

Maybe... There's nothing wrong with wanting to know your master.

One day, Jing Lan practiced sword in the bamboo forest.

Now, his sword technique has reached the point of perfection.

After practicing a whole set of swordsmanship, he turned back to find Zhen Xi.

But she found that the woman had fallen asleep on the glass table in the bamboo forest.

Jing Lan approached quietly and saw that the woman's eyes closed gently, her expression was soft, and her veil covered most of her face.