Liu Ruyan looked at it casually and said as usual: "Every winter, my hands get cold. Maybe they were left behind when I was young."
She lost her mother when she was young and was trained by a group of rough guys in the army. How could she have noticed such small details?
Shen Yanchu pursed her lips and said nothing, spreading her palms.
The girl's hands are small and shiny, and can be completely wrapped in his palm. If you lean over and look closely, you will find thin calluses on the fingertips and the tiger's mouth, as well as old scars left by scabs, which makes people feel distressed.
He closed his eyes and couldn't bear to look any further.
Liu Ruyan didn't know what he was thinking, she just felt uncomfortable all over.
Behind his back was his broad chest, and his whole body seemed to be in his arms, with his hands being gently wrapped in his arms.
In the past, I regarded the man as a brother and could move around freely. But now I feel like I'm sitting on pins and needles for no reason when I'm alone in a room with him.
In the silence, she heard the pounding heartbeat, and felt ashamed and annoyed.
What are you panicking about?
She calmed down and took her hand out of his palm.
Shen Yanchu's palms were empty, as if his heart had been empty.
He wrapped his arms around her waist, tightly, as if he was trying to rub her into her bones and blood, so that she would not be able to escape.
A year ago, he captured her and made her into a puppet.
A year later, he captured her in this way.
Liu Ruyan sat stiffly, and the chest behind her back seemed to be filled with flames, hot and hot, swallowing her up.
Glancing at the closed door, she said with emotion: "No wonder you closed the door."
The man lying on her shoulder stiffened up and said dishonestly: "I'm just afraid you'll get cold."
Liu Ruyan secretly said shamelessly.
She raised her head slightly and looked at the person behind her, and found that his handsome face was red and delicate, like a shy beauty.
She suddenly felt an itch in her heart. She had known him for so long, and this was the first time she was shy when she saw him.
So she turned around, pushed him into the corner, then stood on tiptoes, wrapped her arms around her neck, and looked level with him.
Under her gaze, the roots of Shen Yanchu's ears turned red.
She then got close to him and stared at him closely.
Shen Yanchu turned around and said helplessly: "Stop making trouble."
Liu Ruyan hooked him and noticed his stiffness. She became more and more amused and simply bit the tip of his ear.
He suddenly froze in place.
At first, Liu Ruyan sighed at his shamelessness and couldn't resist it.
But she never expected that the devil would be even more embarrassed than her.
At this moment, she raised her face, held it between her teeth, and bit it gently, feeling his chest rising and falling slightly, letting her ask for and ask for it.
So this bit of teasing finally came true.
Turning from the tip of the ear down, biting the lip, it was awkward and jerky, like licking honey, trying again and again, with innocence and immaturity, but it is tempting to be confused and infatuated.
Gradually, he began to respond.
Liu Ruyan half-opened her eyes and saw that his eyes were cold and confused, as if he had fallen into a sea of love, constantly tempting her to fall with him.
Following the half-open skirt, she leaned down and took his collarbone into her mouth. Waves of subtle tremors made him tense up, and he grabbed her palm with his right hand.
"Don't..." he said reluctantly.
She gritted her teeth and said, "Whoever provoked you deserves it."
Shen Yanchu couldn't laugh or cry. This girl had always been fierce, but he had underestimated her.
She raised her eyes again: "The Lord of the Cang Ming Sect is aggressive and murderous. He casts blood curses, made puppets, and was very cruel to me. Don't you always want to win or lose?"
"I can't bear to do it." He said hoarsely, lowering his body and resting his head on her shoulder, "I can't bear to argue with you about this kind of thing. If you like it, I will accept it, but I can't do it right now."
After saying that, he turned away.
"You!" she realized.
When the devil speaks rough words, it is almost natural and he knows it without a teacher.
She glared at him, no wonder she was trapped in the eighth level and couldn't break through.
The path of ruthlessness, abstaining from emotions and desires.
He quit being lonely.
Reminiscing about Zongzong before, she suddenly realized that the devil had set a trap for her and allowed her to fall headlong into it.
"Actually, you have been thinking about me for a long time and deliberately lured people into taking the bait. Then you half-heartedly waited for me to confess my love on a snowy night?" Liu Ruyan's face turned ugly, "You already knew that I was a girl?"
Shen Yanchu's face froze and he sighed: "If you are willing to pay some attention, you will know that I am troubled in my heart."
He stretched out his hand and scratched her nose: "You really have an elm-headed head."
His wishful thinking was in vain and he had been thinking about her for a long time.
Liu Ruyan hurriedly took a few steps away and murmured: "I thought you were a gentleman so I didn't think too much about it. Who knows, secretly you will have this kind of virtue..."
It's just that her mind is weak and she was bewitched by this devil.
Shen Yanchu gathered up his untied clothes: "It's getting late, let's go to the library to have a look."
He walked out of the room and came to the snow in the courtyard. He stopped and looked back to see that he was waiting for her.
Liu Ruyan raised her eyes, her memory blurred for a moment.
The cold winter a year ago was similar to this scene. The man stood in the snow, his eyes cold and without any warmth.
But now, a tall and tall figure looked at the girl coming towards him, with a smile in his eyes, very light and shallow.
The Jiaofang has a special sign for entry and exit into the library.
Liu Ruyan found an excuse and went to the front hall to ask for an audience with Wan Jinqiu.
When Wan Jinqiu learned that she wanted to go to the Library Pavilion, she readily agreed.
There are many books in the pavilion, including old classics and new ones.
She looked at the vast sea of books, found the row of bookshelves from the early years of the founding of the People's Republic of China, and pulled out a few historian records according to the almanac.
Shen Yanchu stood opposite her and also took out a few volumes.
The two searched repeatedly, and most of the books on the shelf were read, until the palace guests dispersed one after another, and it was already late at night outside.
"Found it." Shen Yanchu held up a volume of books and walked towards her.
Liu Ruyan looked at the page: "In the third year of the Zhongxing Dynasty, a Confucian scholar returned to the Tang Dynasty with a treasure. Emperor Yuanzong saw that the jade was clear and contained the Buddha's light, so he built the Jinling Temple in the palace to worship the Buddha."
"So the Xuan Kun Seal is in Jinling Temple?" she asked.
"You will find out if you go and find out." Shen Yanchu closed the page of the book.
After coming out of the Library Pavilion, Shen Yanchu took the first step and went to Jinling Temple to inquire about the news.
Liu Ruyan folded her hands and walked towards the classroom with her head bent.
Halfway through the journey, someone suddenly stopped her.
Through the dim palace lantern, she could clearly see the person coming. He was wearing a loose coat and long sleeves, wearing a crane cloak, and his face was covered by a plain gauze fence.
"Fellow Taoist——" The man stepped forward quickly, the edges of his sleeves flying in the wind, just like he had transformed into an immortal.
Liu Ruyan saluted him: "The real person is calling me?"
Mingjuezi looked at her for a few times, then asked: "How much money did you bring?"
Liu Ruyan had heard that the magic stick would go around begging for money, but she never thought that he would bump into her.
Seeing the hesitation, Ming Juezi sighed: "I have been in Jinling for many days, but I am so ashamed of my money. I have never tasted a sip of good wine. I have heard for a long time that the restaurant in Wuyi Lane is the best in the world. Alas, it is a pity that in this life It’s fate but not destiny.”
"Yes, yes, but I don't have many copper coins on me." Liu Ruyan took off her money bag, held it in front of him, and counted it carefully, "It's only thirty-two copper coins."
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." Ming Juezi reached out to take it and put it in his arms.