After Qiqi returned to Wuchen Pavilion, he put away the drums and saw that the jade flute that was broken by Mu Chu was still quietly placed on the short table.

Looking at the blood on my head, I couldn't help feeling uneasy again.

Although that guy doesn't know martial arts skills, he is really strong. Such a pure and beautiful jade can even be broken. If he didn't know that he didn't understand martial arts, he would really think he was a master of martial arts.

But the blood on the head...

I wanted to wipe the blood with a soft towel, but I stopped for some reason and didn't want to wipe it all away.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally brought the brocade cloth to put away the blood-stained jade flute and took it back to the bedroom to put it in the bedroom.

The jade flute is already short. Since it is broken, it is useless for him to go back. She is thinking about going out to recreate it for him according to this style, which can be regarded as a little compensation for her.

After putting away the things, I couldn't help but go out, and looked at the direction of the east wing and became stunned.

Still can't figure out what happened to him, she only knows that he hasn't relieved for a day, and she won't feel at ease for a day.

In fact, I didn't spend much time together, but she treated him as a friend...

Because he has no martial arts skills and will not participate in those conspiracy struggles, such a person is rare in such a chaotic era. Since she first came into contact with him, she has never been wary of him.

It is precisely because of the relaxation and freedom she has never felt when facing others that she regards him as her friend in her heart, and perhaps also her only friend in this era...

This feeling of making friends angry and sad was really bad. She felt restless all afternoon until Uncle Mei brought the dinner. She looked at the pile of meals she liked on weekdays and had no appetite.

I wonder if Mu Chu had had a meal, did he get angry?

After hesitating for a moment, she suddenly went to the kitchen to get the tray, put the dishes on the table in the tray, and hurried to the east wing.

In the east wing, Tiesheng left from the direction of the bedroom with the tray in his hand. The things in the tray remained intact. It was obvious that the person in the room was unwilling to eat.

Seeing Qiqi, his face darkened, suppressed the complicated feeling in his heart, and said lightly: "Is there anything that Seven Princess?"

"I...I'll come to your master for dinner." Her eyes fell on the tray in his hand, and her eyes flashed slightly, and she said softly: "Let me try it."

Tiesheng wanted to refuse, but seeing that she looked sincere and no matter how she persuaded her, the master was really unwilling to eat, and he couldn't bear to let his master be alone.

After hesitating for a while, he nodded and said, "Master is in a bad mood today. If he doesn't want to, please don't force the Seventh Princess."

Qiqi understood what he meant. If his master was unwilling, she would better not continue to bother him.

She nodded and walked towards the bedroom.

The door was closed tightly. I wonder if it was locked inside. She didn't push the door, but just called softly: "Achu, I'm here to send dinner. Can you have dinner with me?"

The person inside did not respond. She didn't give up and said, "There are braised fish pieces, sweet and crispy corn kernels, and fried chicken diced rice, all of which I like..."

When she found that she seemed to have been looking for the wrong direction, she paused before whispering: "I like it, you... should also like it."

The people in the room still did not respond. They glanced from the corner of their eyes and Tiesheng, who had been standing by the side and didn't want to leave, seemed to be about to walk towards her. She was stunned and hurriedly said, "Achu..."

The door was suddenly opened, and he appeared in front of her with a calm face, and there seemed to be a hint of pleasure in his eyes: "Why do I like what you like?"

"Ah?" Qiqi couldn't react a little and stared at him in amazement.

Isn't he angry? Why does he look in a good mood? He is even smiling?

Even if she couldn't see it in detail, she could feel his smile. She moved her lips and felt a little uneasy: "I... guessed, Achu..."

"Didn't you bring me the 'I like' dishes? You won't bring them in yet." He moved aside and let her go in.

After she went in, she turned her head and looked at Tiesheng. There was no gentle smile in her eyes. That glance was absolutely cold, making people feel like falling into an ice cellar, and they stood up all over.

Tiesheng nodded and quickly moved away.

"Achu, I'll get a bowl, you can wait." Qiqi put the things on the table and hurried out. When he came back, Muchu was already sitting at the table.

She walked over quickly, served the rice to him, her eyes kept aiming at his right palm intentionally or unintentionally, as if she wanted to peek at something.

But Mu Chu ignored it completely, and seemed to have no idea at all, picked up the dishes and swallowed them.

Qiqi didn't know how to say anything else, so she just had a meal with him. Everyone was quiet throughout the whole process, and no one said half of the words.

After the meal, Tiesheng came to put the endgame on for the two of them and replaced it with a pot of tea. Qiqi finally couldn't help saying, "Achu, let me see yours..."

"It's already dark." Mu Chu picked up the teapot and poured her a cup of tea, interrupting her calm words: "You are here with me again, aren't you afraid of others gossiping?"

Qiqi was a little stunned. After a moment, she came back to her senses. She couldn't help but pout her pink thin lips, and her naughty side was completely exposed: "Has you already been employed by her? What else do you care about?"

"Since you've already had sex, what about... what if you have sex again?" His eyes suddenly became deeper, and he leaned forward and instantly narrowed the distance between the two.

It was originally indifferent, but at this time the hot gaze moved away from her face, and went down, staring at her, which was not too dazzling, but not too soft.

"Or, really glance at it?" The hot palm fell on her shoulders at some point and rubbed it slowly.

"You..." His eyes were too focused. Qiqi was really scared by him. The little man subconsciously landed on his chest and gently pushed it, trying to widen the distance between the two: "You..."

"Don't worry, I'll pay you." His dark eyes narrowed slightly, lowered his head, and actually approached her.

The hot breath spilled down one after another until less than half an inch of the distance between the four thin lips, Qiqi suddenly came back to his senses in a bewitched aura, pushed him away with force, stood up suddenly, stared at him with a sharp eyes, and said angrily: "Mu Chu, I'm not that kind of person!"

"You came to find me on your own initiative and locked myself and me in my bedroom alone. Isn't it just to let me have sex?" He secretly adjusted his mind and couldn't even control himself. He accidentally got confused in the closeness just now, raised his thick sword eyebrows and smiled: "Now push me away, are you really rejecting or playing a game that you want to refuse but welcome?"

His words made Qiqi feel confused. He never thought that he would really think of himself like this. Only then did he realize that when he thought of her like this, she would... be disappointed, even... sad.

"Mu Chu..." She bit her lip, and many things slowly collapsed in her heart. Her self-righteous friendship, those defenses that she never wanted to let go in front of others... It turned out that in the end, it was like this. She was willing and self-indulgent.

Perhaps some people are right, there is no real friendship between men and women, and those hopes... are all fake!

"You're too much!" She took a deep breath, turned around, and strode out the door.

It was so difficult for her to feel uneasy for him for an afternoon, but I didn’t know that she was such an image in his heart, such a person!

At this moment, it can't be said to be too painful, it's just despair...

"If you are not happy, I will prostitute you, then..." Behind him, he heard a smile: "What if you are the one who prostitutes me? I can charge less."

Qiqi paused. If it weren't for the wrong situation, she would have been unable to help laughing loudly, but at this time, she couldn't laugh at all.

Achu..., you guy, which sentence is true and which sentence is false? Don't joke with her, okay? She really...will be desperate.

"No?" He stood up, walked slowly behind her, and approached her: "Then... can I sell it at a low price?"

"Bastard!" Qiqi's clenched fist fell on his chest as she turned around. The punch was not weak. Just one punch, Mu Chu suddenly became confused by her and couldn't help but cough.

She was startled and rushed to him, patting his back with her little hand, making peace for him: "I...I forgot that you don't understand martial arts."

What was even more unexpected was that her fist was so heavy than before. After hearing the sound of her fist colliding with his chest, she could have heard that this punch was not light!

"Are you... murder?" Mu Chu was in a fit of anger, and the smile on his lips had already dissipated. A handsome and beautiful face was slightly distorted due to the pain. He complained: "Even if I don't prostitute, I don't have to ruin me, right? Do you know how many girls in the world are waiting for me to pity?"

Qiqi shaved his eyes hard and finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.

This guy! This damn man, the drama is so real that even she was deceived!

Just now, it was really uncomfortable! Did he know?

She was still smiling, but when she remembered the despair just now, her heart couldn't help but feel sour. She got stuck in her throat in one breath, choking her so that she almost shed tears.

Mu Chu clearly saw the tears in the corners of her eyes, and her heart tightened, and she even forgot about pretending to be painful. She couldn't help but say anxiously: "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Did you just now..."

"I just thought you really looked at me like this." She wanted to laugh, but she couldn't squeeze out her smile that she had been used to for so many years. She bit her lip and wouldn't laugh if she couldn't laugh. She said with a hoarse face: "I'm really desperate."

She was desperate, he didn't know, but because the atmosphere in the afternoon was too quiet and wanted to ease it.

He didn't think too much, nor did he want to think too much.

But he didn't know that his unintentional joke would make her, who had always loved to laugh, feel so sad.

She never likes to cry because she always likes to pretend to be strong...

“Qiqi…”
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