---For a long while, Jun Ziyan put his hands on his cheeks and said with a smile: "Master, Zi Yan is guilty!"----
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Seeing that Li Yubai was irritated by him, Jun Ziyan did not restrain himself, but became more and more impudent, saying: "Brother Li, Ziyan is doing it for your own good. If you continue to ruin yourself like this, you will be the one who suffers after all. Be careful that you will end up doing nothing for the rest of your life."
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No man can bear to hear such a shameful thing from another 'man'. When Li Yubai heard this, he immediately felt a surge of anger reaching his dantian and quickly rising to his forehead. Smoke was almost coming out of his head. His fists burst the veins and he shouted: "
Jun Ziyan, you are looking for death -" Veins popped out on his forehead, and he clenched his fist angrily and swung it at Jun Ziyan's damn face.
Such ferocious murderous intent made Jun Ziyan's heart suddenly sink, his chest was filled with fear, and he instinctively closed his eyes for a moment, appearing calm, but in fact, a drop of cold sweat had already fallen from his forehead. The damn child wouldn't really refuse to save him, would he?
At the critical moment, when Li Yubai's fist was only one centimeter away from Jun Ziyan's nose, a clanging voice suddenly came from the room: "Let Jun Ziyan come in." The indifferent voice was slightly anxious and angry.
Immediately, he heard the sound and punched the air. Li Yubai's handsome face was almost distorted by the pain, and his ice eyes were fierce and twitching, full of unwillingness.
Jun Ziyan opened his eyes, turned his stiff face away from the opponent's fist that was held one centimeter apart between his noses, smiled shamefully at Li Yubai, and said: "Brother Li, the scholar just spoke so frankly and honestly, it was all unintentional. I hope you will."
Haihan.”
Hearing this, Li Yubai snorted coldly, closed his fists and hugged his sword across his chest, and continued to face paralysis. However, just because of Jun Ziyan's disturbance just now, he could no longer be as calm as before. There was only a wave of anger that could not go away and could not be dissipated in his dantian.
I feel like I'm having a pretty useless day today.
Pushing the door open and entering, the elegantly furnished coffee room adds a touch of laziness in the afternoon.
Jun Ziyan raised his eyes and saw Su Xuanhan, who was sitting in a wheelchair with his back to him, looking at the branches outside the window railing without saying a word. The thin background gave off an aura of loneliness and helplessness.
, which made her heart suddenly feel inexplicable pain, as if she was being pricked by thorns.
Slowly walking forward, he found that in front of him, there were nine cups of cold tea that had been brewed on the nanmu table. The dark green tea color showed that the water temperature during brewing was too high, which caused the tea leaves to age excessively due to rapid stretching.
I know it is a sore throat.
Xiao Xuanhan's pale face was as cold as ice and he said, "What's the matter?" His hands on his knees trembled slightly.
The word indifference burst out, and Jun Ziyan felt as if his whole body was being drenched by a stream of ice, biting the bones with coldness.
I walked around and sat down in front of him, and saw that he pursed his lips and said nothing, with a face of no more than ten years old and raised eyebrows, which was very funny.
Jun Ziyan didn't feel embarrassed, he picked up the tea and drank it with graceful movements, ignoring that the tea had already been cold for two hours. He put it to his lips, sniffed and sipped it habitually, with a slight smile on his face.
Seeing this, Xiaoxuan Hanxing's eyes became even colder and he wanted to speak, but the other party beat him to it.
Jun Ziyan raised his eyes and said with a smile: "Xiao Han, when you added water and poured it, you moved too fast, and the richness of Qizhi Quanbi could not be evaporated. The second cup was too slow, which made your throat sore. The third cup, your water content was too low."
The fever is too fast, the tea is too strong, - -" After nine cups of tea were in his stomach, he finished his comments with a smile on his face.
Facing Jun Ziyan's warm and smiling eyes, Su Xuanhan was stunned for a long time and did not react for a long time.
After a long while, Jun Ziyan put his hands on his cheeks and said with a smile: "Master, Zi Yan is guilty!"
Hearing this, Xiao Xuanhan's cheeks were filled with two peach blossoms, but he snorted awkwardly and asked, "What's the crime?"
For some reason, Jun Ziyan feels that he is more attractive when he is angry than when he is indifferent to others. At least his face is not too pale, making people feel pity at the first sight.
Honey lips raised a crescent smile and replied: "The crime of breach of trust."
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Wan Zi is so busy and starving. Oh~~ There is still three more updates, but it’s a bit slow! Dear friends, don’t be offended!