In the evening, after Jiang Yunhe returned to his room, Zhiyue received a message from Ning Yun.

It was similar to what Jiang Yunhe said, but since Jiang Yunhe had said it once and had not figured out what was going on, Zhiyue believed it.

After all, there was still Su Xiaoxiao at that time.

Zhiyue sat there for a while, with a rare feeling of worry on her cold face.

"Dream Girl..." Zhiyue looked at the moon in the sky and murmured.

This is true for internal and external troubles.

Zhiyue never thought that she would be worried about a man, and sometimes it was amazing to think about it.

This feeling is wonderful.

Just as Jiang Yunhe said.

The ups and downs are all in it.

But this feels not bad.

Zhuo Rumeng, are you doing this for me to show it? I will let me know on purpose? What do you want me to do?

Zhiyue raised the corner of her mouth and showed a meaningful smile.

Although she doesn't like to fight for anything, it doesn't mean she won't fight.

Although I have never fought for anything in my life, mine is mine, and you can't grab it!

...

The next day, when Jiang Yunhe saw Zhiyue, he narrowed his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Zhiyue looked up and showed an inquiring expression.

"I always feel that there is something different." Jiang Yunhe touched the stubble with one hand and looked at Zhiyue thinking.

"What's different?" Zhiyue walked to Jiang Yunhe, helped him to tidy up the collar, took a step back and looked at it, nodding slightly.

It's really different.

Jiang Yunhe secretly told her.

Jiang Yunhe noticed this action.

No wonder it feels different today. Before, Zhiyue always gave him the feeling like the person in the painting or the fairy in the Moon Palace. He rarely cared about things, cold and unfamiliar.

Today, I felt that she was much more vivid and subtle.

"Actually, there is no difference. You are always so beautiful!" Jiang Yunhe smiled.

"Speaking of this, I didn't ask yesterday, what is this?" Zhiyue pointed to the brass cigarette pole hanging around Jiang Yunhe's waist.

"A little thing." Jiang Yunhe took out the quiet room incense he had matched and filled it into the smoke pot.

"The fragrance is in a quiet room?" Zhiyue smelled it slightly and then identified the fragrance.

"Do you know too?" Jiang Yunhe asked with a smile, rubbing his fingers to ignite it, and the room was filled with flowers.

"Many monks like it, and the second junior sister like it, so I am very familiar with this taste. However, your usage is different. The second junior sister often eats the scented fragrance of the quiet room, one flower at a time."

Zhiyue was a little curious. After all, Jiang Yunhe used very little weight, and it was a mixture of flowers and leaves.

"But why do you fall in love with this kind of thing?"

"It's probably because I miss you. My hometown originally had a similar behavior, which was something called tobacco. The fragrance of this quiet room was mixed with a small amount of petals and leaves, so the fragrance of the flowers was pleasant. I calculated that a flower could last me for a month." Jiang Yunhe didn't expect that his second senior sister actually liked this thing.

And taking one flower at a time can already produce faint hallucinations.

Not a good habit.

As for those of you, it doesn't matter.

There is a saying that is good, if you don’t talk about dosage and toxicity, you are just hooligans.

I just like the feeling when I smoke, and I also like the fragrance of flowers in the quiet room. I don’t even feel much about the little I use every time.

Zhiyue pulled Jiang Yunhe's hand and pulled him to wander around the Inspiration Garden.

Zhiyue's hands were slightly cool, but they were very soft, and their skin was very good, just like warm jade.

Jiang Yunhe raised his index finger and scratched Zhiyue's palm. Zhiyue turned his head to look at him.

"Wait." Jiang Yunhe picked a petal, placed it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, then turned around and clamped it between Zhiyue's hair.

Pei Yin originally leaned by the window and admired the bright sunshine outside, and felt like the quiet years were.

Then I saw the two of them strolling in the yard holding hands, Jiang Yunhe clamped the petals between Zhiyue's hair, and their faces were filled with the sweetness of "aggressive love".

Although Zhiyue's face was just a slight smile, it was like sunshine.

I've never seen her face like this before.

Pei Yin suddenly felt the malice coming to her face.

"I said, can you take care of us singles too?" Pei Yin yawned.

I murmured in my heart that these two people are quite compatible.

"Second Senior Sister!" Jiang Yunhe waved.

In the afternoon, Jiang Yunhe hung two hammocks between two trees in a corner of the Inspiration Garden, and lay on it with Zhiyue to read a book. He pushed the hammock beside him from time to time, and swung Zhiyue up, and when it fell, he was knocked up and swung him up.

Anyway, it doesn't hurt if you hit it.

Whenever he was still in this way, he would close the book, turn his head and look at Jiang Yunhe with clear eyes.

After a while, Zhiyue turned around and read the book.

Then Jiang Yunhe pushed her again.

For an afternoon, both of them enjoyed it.

It was almost evening when Jiang Yunhe directly put the book on his face, feeling that such a life was quite comfortable.

Is immortal?...this is the way it should be.

What's the point of fighting and killing every day?

Those people are really brain-related!

"The sour smell of love." Ning Yun happened to pass by and saw it, and hurried away quickly.

Too sour!

As for the other servants, they did not dare to get close to disturb the two of them.

After a few days in a row, Jiang Yunhe had confirmed that Zhiyue had indeed changed a little.

Since I told her about the dream girl that day.

Zhiyue seemed to be more proactive when the two got along and got along more harmoniously.

After all, with Zhiyue's original temperament, that is, Jiang Yunhe, it would take a few days to cool down from 90 degrees to 30 degrees.

"But it seems not right." At night, Jiang Yunhe sat in front of the window, with his feet directly on the windowsill, his chair was raised, and he held a cigarette pole in his hand, and the fragrance of flowers was pleasant.

He took a breath and let out another breath of arrow.

"I am a little moved by Zhiyue now. This is not great. If this continues, it is not far from falling in love over time. It is better to run away early, so it is better to reduce the cooling."

"That day, Zhiyue seemed to have mentioned Yongcheng. I don't know what happened on that side, but Yongcheng is a county town. I should apply to go and take a look."

"I'll ask Zhiyue tomorrow."

The next day, the two of them read books in the hammock under the tree for another day.

"Well, you can't be addicted to beauty. I must ask about Yongzhou tomorrow."

On the third day, the two of them read books in the hammock under the tree for another day.

“…”

Jiang Yunhe put his two corners on the windowsill again, and his chair was raised up, looking at the moon in the sky, looking melancholy.

The sea of ​​knowledge is endless... the books are so beautiful!

It’s not good to read books these days. A man is determined to travel thousands of miles and reading thousands of books.

On the fourth day, the two of them were not reading in the hammock under the tree - it was raining.

Zhiyue pulled Jiang Yunhe and sat back to back on the windowsill reading a book, just like kappa.

Be able to feel each other's body temperature and even feel each other's heartbeat, a kind of warmth flows in the hearts of both of them.

"It's so sour!" The few people watching the rain in front of the window in the distance felt a little sick when they saw these two people.

Can you two stop wandering in this Inspiration Academy every day?

Can you consider other people’s mood?

I thought it was raining today, but I finally couldn't see it.

As a result, when I looked up, I was on the window.
Chapter completed!