"Brother Wujiang, what's wrong with you?"

A gentle and gentle voice rang behind Zhao Wujiang.

Li Chanxi walked slowly.

She had been holding an oil-paper umbrella on the side for a long time, and saw Zhao Wujiang painting on the snow with great seriousness, so she did not disturb her.

Now seeing Zhao Wujiang feel a little upset and can't help but worry.

Zhao Wujiang initially treated her with kindness to the Li family, but later rescued her from the bullies and gave her a home.

Her feelings for Zhao Wujiang, from the timely expectations of her brother Li Yuanzheng at the beginning, to the longing when Zhao Wujiang became famous in Kyoto, and to the admiration of her now.

I can't say I like it very much, maybe it's a little bit, maybe it's a lot, and it's also mixed with gratitude and admiration.

Li Chanxi wore a small plum embroidered jacket today, paired with a light blue long skirt and a pink and purple cloak with silver edges, making her look beautiful and refined, with delicate flowers shining on the water.

Her hairstyle was also changed with the help of Su Huayi. Her hair was covered with black hair like a waterfall, and she combed her beard bangs. Two strands of broken hair hanging from her ears floated around her pretty face, which was particularly pure and lovely.

She slowly walked towards Zhao Wujiang with an umbrella, trying to block the heavy snow floating all over the sky for Zhao Wujiang.

Her eyebrows were curled up, and she held a look of worry. She wanted to relieve her worries for the man in front of her.

Zhao Wujiang smiled gently and shook his head:

"I'm fine, I'm just thinking about something."

"Can you tell me? Brother Wujiang." The girl raised her right hand high, revealing her fair and white wrist to block the sky frost for Zhao Wujiang.

However, the girl's body looked petite compared to Zhao Wujiang, and she could only stand on tiptoe slightly.

But she was petite but proud, and the full curve in front of her was already pressed against Zhao Wujiang, but she seemed to have never noticed it, but her pretty face was slightly stained with a touch of red glow.

"Things on the battlefield." Zhao Wujiang took the umbrella handle with a thoughtful smile:

"Are you bored in the yard? You can go shopping in Kyoto with Huayi."

"No." The girl pulled her hair away, lowered her eyebrows slightly, and saw her tight clothes, and said softly:

"It's just... I haven't seen Brother Wujiang... I miss you a little."

"I miss you very much." Zhao Wujiang rubbed the girl's black hair.

But the girl suddenly pressed her petite figure tightly on her, wrapped her arms around Zhao Wujiang, and her voice was soft and squeaky:

"Thank you, Brother Wujiang."

"Yeah." Zhao Wujiang was hugged tightly by the girl, and he smiled gently:

"You are Brother Yuan Zheng's sister, and of course I am also my sister. I should have taken care of you."

"Brother Wujiang, I mean...I...I am the only relative..." The girl bit her silver teeth lightly, her eyebrows frown, and she suddenly felt delicate and sad.

Zhao Wujiang hugged Li Chanxi with one hand. The girl's delicate body felt particularly ups and downs, but Zhao Wujiang, who had a lot of beauty, was not at all distracted, and only had warm and pity.

"In the future, Paoyi, Nan Yuan, Sister Hua, and there will be some sisters in the future, who will be your relatives. You will not be alone anymore, we will be by your side."

When the girl heard this, she was moved by the warmth of the flu, and then she felt a little disappointed. She kept grinding her lips with silver teeth, and her slender hands clenched Zhao Wujiang's clothes, hugging Zhao Wujiang more and more:

"Brother Wujiang, I... can I... be your... woman?"

"I..." Zhao Wujiang didn't know how to answer.

Although Li Chanxi is a little green, she is beautiful and has an excellent figure, with a sense of contradiction between petite loli and plumpness.

It is true that Zhao Wujiang likes beauty, but now he is more of a pity and responsibility, and there is not much affection between men and women.

"I understand, Brother Wujiang." Li Chanxi saw Zhao Wujiang's arms trembling, then opened easily, his eyes slightly red, and he said in a urn:

"sorry..."
Chapter completed!