This came suddenly.

Yan Yunxiao's fingertips were slightly thick and rough because they had been practicing martial arts all year round. The touch felt a little prickly when rubbed, which made Su Jiuer's scalp numb, and like the layers of tiny cells under her skin, they exploded.

Her back trembled and her brows frowned suddenly.

He quickly wrapped the quilt back on his body, turned around and stared at Yan Yunxiao's face with a pair of serious gazes.

Her thin lips were tightly pursed, and her strong eyes were obviously angry.

Yan Yunxiao was frightened by her eyes and quickly withdrew his hands. His hands were rubbed together with a sense of silence, and he didn't even dare to look directly on Su Jiuer.

He shrank a little further back, turned his body sideways, lowered his head slightly, and licked his thin lips a little uncomfortable, feeling at a loss.

A guilty feeling visible at a glance.

Have done something bad.

But if Yan Yunxiao did it again, he felt that he might still extend his hand and try it lightly.

That frame of pictures fell into his eyes, which was so beautiful that it was longing for.

Su Jiuer frowned and scolded, "What are you doing just now?"

Yan Yunxiao lowered his head a little more, pursing his lips and not speaking, his ears were already red and could no longer be red. His phoenix eyes blinked gently, and Su Jiuer could only see the long black eyelashes fluttering up and down, and she didn't know what he was thinking.

Without saying a word, Su Jiuer rebuked again, "If you don't learn good things, learn bad things!"

I was unhappy when I was criticized by Su Jiuer.

So he raised his head and looked at Su Jiuer with a pair of aggrieved eyes. Tears were still shining in his eyes, and he whispered, "I was wrong, don't be upset Jiuer, I didn't learn bad things."

Su Jiuer closed her eyes and gritted her teeth, thinking that if this was not Yan Yunxiao, who had a childish personality, she might have swung her punch!

So she turned her face and frowned and said coldly, "You go out!"

When Yan Yunxiao heard this, he suddenly panicked and jumped up and asked, "You want to drive me away? I won't leave, Jiuer should not drive me away!"

"I dare not, I will never dare to do it again."

He begged humbly, with an expression of knowing that he was wrong.

Su Jiuer's brain hurts by her quarrel, and her brows frown even deeper.

Seeing this, Yan Yunxiao shut up obediently, but still refused to leave.

I just quietly got off the couch, sat on the carpet beside the couch, casually putting a quilt on my body, staring at Su Jiuer in a daze, as pitiful as her expression could be.

Su Jiuer frowned and glared at him, and he fought back with a pitiful and innocent look.

In the end, Su Jiuer was defeated by his sad "Jiuer."

Su Jiuer was helpless. Now they were not easy to get angry. If they were to waste time with him, they would have been useless.

She had no choice but to say to Yan Yunxiao, "Turn around."

Yan Yunxiao blinked, his eyes instinctively moved across her face across her fair shoulders and neck, and his lips unconsciously pursed.

Su Jiuer caught his reaction, smashed a pillow, and scolded him, "Turn your dog's head over for me!"

I don’t know if it was because of anger or something, but a light layer of rouge color climbed up.

Yan Yunxiao reached out and hugged the pillow that was hit. His moving eyes were discovered, and his face turned red. He looked embarrassed and quickly turned his body over.

Su Jiuer looked at his back and warned again, "If you dare to turn around again, I won't dig your eyes!"

Yan Yunxiao did not respond.

After a while, Su Jiuer started changing gauze for herself, and after changing, she started dressing again.

Yan Yunxiao sat on the carpet with his back to her, holding the pillow in his arms, and his thoughts had already flown to the sky.

In my mind were the white and delicate collarbone, Su Jiuer's coquettish expression, and the slight and throbbing tremor she made when he touched Su Jiuer.

Perhaps it was a physiological instinctive reaction that made him feel hot and blood surging in his chest and dry throat.

There are also boys who germinate feelings for each other, their heartbeats like drums and their ears and eyes are red.

He blinked his beautiful and charming phoenix eyes, suddenly curled up the corners of his lips and laughed twice, laughing out loud.

"Bang!"

Su Jiuer shook another pillow and slammed it straight on his forehead, frowned and felt a little embarrassed.

It was really that Yan Yunxiao's two laughters were so rippling that those who didn't know thought that something beautiful happened between them.

The laughter stopped, Yan Yunxiao reached out to touch the back of his head, turned around and looked at Su Jiuer, and then asked with a smile, "Have you changed?"

Su Jiuer reached out and made an action to poke his eyes. Just as the door knocked on him, he just clicked twice and then Master Song Xing stepped in again.

Seeing this scene, he frowned and said to Su Jiuer, "What are you doing?"

Su Jiuer was already dressed neatly and had her clothes done, while Yan Yunxiao's hair was messy and still had her upper body naked. Her strong chest was exposed to the cold air, and she looked aggrieved.

Su Jiuer withdrew her hand, walked lazily to the small case and sat down, opening the food box he had just brought in.

"I won't do anything, thank you for your medicine."

Judging from this, I don’t plan to care about Yan Yunxiao anymore.

He seemed to want to say something else, so Yan Yunxiao walked to Su Jiuer with the man's robe and said to Master Song Xing, "Why are you here again? Don't be mad at my Jiuer!"

Master Song Xing's words choked in his throat, turned into a glance of silence, and looked at Su Jiuer again.

"May I ask, Miss Su, can you tell me now, what's wrong with Brother Yan?" He spoke with a sincere tone and serious face, as if he didn't want to joke about Yan Yunxiao anymore.

Su Jiuer ate a spoonful of rice porridge in the food box and turned to look at Yan Yunxiao.

At this moment, he was flipping through his clothes and preparing to wear clothes.

Then Su Jiuer stepped forward and picked up her robe, put on her clothes like she used to serve Yan Yunxiao, and her techniques were well organized. It seemed that she was very skilled in serving Yan Yunxiao.

After tying up his belt, Yan Yunxiao laughed foolishly again and said to Su Jiuer, "Jiuer, aren't you angry with me anymore?"

Su Jiuer said perfunctorily, "I'm so tired today, I'll get angry with you tomorrow. Come and have some porridge."

As he said that, he took him to the small case and sat with Master Song Xing.

He stared at Master Song Xing for a long time, and always felt that the man in front of him looked familiar, but he couldn't remember more, and his head hurts when he thought about it.

Forget it, let’s have a meal, Jiuer brought it to him personally.

So I buried my head in the meal.

Master Song Xing directly wrote the word silence on his head. He turned silently and continued to look at Su Jiuer, before slowly hearing Su Jiuer say something.

"He is not himself now, or, he is another himself."

Master Song Xing frowned, not understanding.

Even Yan Yunxiao, who was eating silently, had his eyelashes flashed slightly.

"Another self?" Song Xingshi murmured, remembering the soul-leaving disease recorded in the folk. The words and deeds of the soul and soul are distorted, and even lack memories, and they do not remember what they have done.

Isn’t this what Yan Yunxiao’s current symptoms?
Chapter completed!