The phantom formation set up by Yang Zhen had almost no hindrance to Zixue.
She walked through the layers of clouds and mist in three steps and two steps, and came to the tent.
At this time, Yang Zhen was still in the space, and the body outside showed a sleeping state.
On the contrary, he is back now, pretending to be asleep, and could easily be seen through if he is not careful.
But, what is Zixue doing here?
"Don't worry," Yiyi comforted her: "Sister Zixue has no ill intentions, I can feel it."
Then she told a fact that made Yang Zhen blush:
"When you and sister Yue'er were fighting, she was outside. She lingered for a long time and didn't come in until you fell asleep."
The young man was embarrassed: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"I just found out," Xiao Xiancao said aggrievedly, "The vegetation outside told me."
While the two were chatting, they saw the purple snow jade finger flicking, and two strong winds hitting Yang and Zhao between their eyebrows one after another.
This temporarily sealed the Niwan Palace, and the spiritual consciousness could not be released. The monk was in a daze at this time and found it difficult to wake up.
It is also the legendary "sleeping hole".
Of course, once you wake up, this seal will immediately become invalid.
Yang Zhen remained silent and continued to listen to Yiyi's description of the situation outside.
"Sister Zixue has grabbed your hand again!" Xiao Xiancao said.
A wave of heat surged into the body and immediately spread throughout the body, feeling exactly the same as a few hours ago.
Any feeling from the external body will be transmitted to the mirror image of space.
Yang Zhen's heart moved, and she vaguely guessed something.
Suddenly, a strong mischievous mentality surged in his heart.
"I want to go out." He said to Xiaocao.
Yiyi is a person who doesn't take things too seriously. Although she doesn't know what he wants to do, she agrees with a smile.
…
Yang Zhen suddenly opened her eyes.
Zixue, who was holding his right hand with a thoughtful expression, immediately noticed it and looked at him in surprise.
The two looked at each other, big eyes staring at small eyes.
"Sister Zixue, am I dreaming?" The young man stretched out his left hand to grab the other party's cat, and half of his naked body was exposed from the sleeping bag.
Sleeping on such a comfortable mat, naturally you are not used to having other obstacles on your body.
Zixue exerted a little more force and found that the man was holding her tightly, and she didn't even break free for a moment. Her pretty face turned slightly red.
"I must be dreaming," the young man said in a daze: "Sister Zixue is a fairy-like figure, like a hibiscus emerging from the water. You can only watch it from a distance and do not play with it. If not in a dream, how could I be so close to my sister?"
As he spoke, he gently rubbed his left hand on the back of the woman's hand, and couldn't help but admire her.
Not to mention, the slender hand of Miss Zixue held by him was as soft as boneless. The skin on the back of the palm is like jade, with a few light cyan blood vessels as if they were lightly painted on, with appropriate shades and graceful lines. The five fingers are even more slender and slender, and the pink nails are like pieces of rose petals, floating softly on the fingertips made of fine snow, like finely carved jade.
Yang Zhen originally had a playful heart, but this touch became more and more comfortable, and she felt a longing for her in her heart.
He felt comfortable, but Zixue had goosebumps all over her body, feeling ashamed and annoyed.
"Let go!" she whispered.
Yang Zhen sincerely wants to tease her, and of course she won't give up easily. Besides, that hand is really addictive!
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"I won't let you go!" He continued to look like he was half asleep, and said affectionately: "Sister, this is in my dream, how can I be willing to let you go? Ever since that time I fell from the air and was rescued by my sister. After that, my sister’s heavenly appearance always lingered in my junior brother’s mind and was unforgettable. However, my sister was noble and holy, like an ice and snow fairy, awe-inspiring but unapproachable. Junior brother could only hide this love deep in his heart and dare not show it to others. …”
After saying that, he let out a long sigh, feeling indescribably lonely and sad.
Zixue was shocked at first, with a bit of anger in the surprise; then she was a little happy, with confusion and sadness in the joy; but in the end she laughed out loud.
"You like me?" she said with a smile.
This smile was like spring breeze turning into rain. The young man was dazzled by it, and his fake obsession almost turned into real obsession.
"I like it!" he said seriously.
"Why do you like me?"
"Because..." Yang Zhen was at a loss for words for a moment, but fortunately he still had ancient poems as his base, so he immediately replied: "My fair lady, a gentleman is so bold."
The smile on Zixue's face became even brighter: "Am I good-looking?"
"nice."
"Where's the beauty?"
"Looking back and smiling brightly, six, that Kyushu pink and white has no color."
Zixue smiled so hard that her eyes turned into crescent moons, and her voice became gentler, as if whispering in the man's ear:
"Then who is more beautiful, me or Yue'er?"
Yang Zhen choked immediately, looked into the other person's eyes, and suddenly found a narrow smile in the girl's eyes.
His heart skipped a beat, and he immediately said firmly: "Of course it's Yue'er. Although my sister is good-looking, how can she be as beautiful and cute as my Yue'er..."
After saying that, he finally let go of his left hand and shook his head regretfully.
Zixue's face turned red and white, and she didn't know whether it was because she was angry or ashamed. Suddenly, her beautiful hand swung out and slapped the man on the face.
The speed was so fast that Yang Zhen had no time to dodge.
This blow was quite powerful, thanks to his background in physical training. Even so, half of his face was still swollen.
"Sister, don't hit the pebbles!" Zhao Yuer'er shouted in a tearful tone from behind.
The girl got out of the sleeping bag and was about to get up when she realized that the beauty of her body was leaking out. She said "Ah" and hurriedly looked for her clothes.
By the time she wrapped her coat and tied it up, Zixue had already left angrily.
Zhao Yue'er stamped her feet and turned around to see Yang Zhen half-sitting, feeling distressed and angry. Taking out the phoenix lotus hairpin, under the green light, the redness and swelling on Yang Zhen's face immediately dissipated.
However, his face was just right, but he received another punch on his body: "You deserve to be able to speak freely, now it's better, senior sister is going to be pissed to death by you."
As he spoke, he covered his mouth and snickered.
"Go and apologize to Senior Sister Zixue later!" she continued to advise.
At first she was angry with Zixue, but now she feels that the little stone is even more disgusting.
Yang Zhen said "Yeah". Although he was beaten a little, he was not angry at all. After all, he was the one teasing others first, and he kept getting more and more outrageous.
But, who asked you to come into someone else’s room in the middle of the night?
"No need." A voice came from outside, and Zixue came back with a straight face.
"Senior sister—" Zhao Yue'er immediately rushed up and hugged her neck: "Sister, don't be angry! Xiao Shitou is a bad guy, let's ignore him."
"Are you willing to ignore him? Who was talking about him every day on the mountain a few days ago?" Zixue said to her with a smile.
This smile, but the sullen face could no longer be faked.
"Senior sister," Zhao Yue'er shyly buried her head in her chest. She tilted her head for a while and then asked, "You came to us late at night. Did something happen?"
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