Chapter 3753 Your Favorite: Canary (41)

Chapter 3719 Your pet: Canary (41)

Yuan Che was a little surprised and didn't understand how Gu Jingxian could ask such a question, "Your Excellency, the whole General Mansion and even Dongling know how good you are towards Shijun. I have never seen you care about someone so much before."

Gu Jingxian said no more, her long eyelashes half-covering her delicate and desolate expression.

Soon the fifth day of May comes, which is the Dragon Boat Festival, which is particularly lively this year.

It is a traditional custom to race dragon boats and eat rice dumplings.

Ranbai had never been a festival person before. This time, on a whim, he took Gu Jingxian to make rice dumplings in the small kitchen. To be precise, Gu Jingxian made the rice dumplings unilaterally.

Because after watching in silence for a while, he really couldn't stand the sight of the rice dumplings being ruined by dyeing them white, how miserable it was to look at them.

Ranbai did this just to make Gu Jingxian feel a sense of belonging. She didn't care much about how she wrapped herself, she simply stood by and held her chin up to watch Gu Jingxian's movements.

His eyelashes are very long.

The eyes are narrow and sharp, and the color is as beautiful as stars.

The profile of his face was clean and clear, less aloof and indifferent, like a young man from a famous family.

Ranbai suddenly leaned over and placed a gentle kiss on the side of his face.

Gentle without any desire.

It just happens to be exciting.

Gu Jingxian was stunned for a moment, and his movements stopped there.

"You do what you do." Ranbai's eyes narrowed, full of evil: "I'll give you a kiss."

Obviously there had been more intimate contact before this, but Gu Jingxian was still distracted by such a light and feather-like kiss, and there was a faint blush on the side of her ears.

Although there was harassment from dyeing, the rice dumplings were finally cooked successfully.

Ranbai is very happy to be a gangster.

When the guard came over, he told him sternly: "Three beauties have been sent from the Western Region. They are now outside the general's mansion. Do you want to accept them, sir?"

Because of that sentence.

The atmosphere was quiet for a moment.

Gu Jingxian's fingers holding the chopsticks paused for no reason, subconsciously tightened them, then loosened them, leaving the Tonghu Lake deserted.

Ranbai put his forehead with one hand, and there was no change on his face. He looked at Gu Jingxian calmly, and the voice that lingered from his lips and teeth was a bit playful and lazy: "General Gu, do you want me to accept it?"

"It has nothing to do with me. It's up to you, sir." Gu Jingxian had no expression on his face.

He said softly.

"Are you jealous?" Ranbai smiled half-heartedly, held the side behind Gu Jingxian with one hand and approached him, and said in a slightly raised voice, "Huh?"

"Why should I be jealous?" Gu Jingxian looked at her calmly and asked.

After a while.

The general slowly withdrew his gaze, his eyebrows were indistinguishable from happiness to anger, and his voice was cold and sweet: "Since General Gu doesn't care, then just accept it."

After saying that,

She straightened up and walked out coldly.

Lunch was not finished yet, and the thread wrapping the rice dumplings had just been half untied. It looked messy, and it kept getting messed up no matter what. It was just left there, taken away, and no one cared about it.

The faint fragrance of brown seeds permeates the room.

The general's back gradually disappeared in his eyes, and he could no longer capture any color. Gu Jingxian's eyes trembled for a moment, then calmly calmed down his expression.

Why is he jealous?

He wasn't asking about Ranbai.

He asked himself.

At night,

A light rain was falling, and the sky that had been clear just a moment ago was now shrouded in clouds, dark and thick like spilled ink.

When Yuan Che heard this, he was so shocked that he almost dropped his jaw. He said bitterly to Gu Jingxian, "Servant, you can't be so duplicitous. You've lost your popularity."

Gu Jingxian was sitting in a wheelchair, leaning against the window. He could see the rain outside the window gradually getting heavier, and the coldness seeped in. His legs were covered with a velvet blanket, but there was still a cold and tingling feeling from the window. Crawling out from the cracks in his bones, he didn't seem to feel anything at all, holding a book in his hands without saying a word.

"You've knocked down all the books!" Yuan Che couldn't stand it anymore and shouted.

Only then did Gu Jingxian come back to his senses. He glanced at the book in his hand and saw that it had indeed fallen. He suddenly lost interest and kept the book on one side, silently looking at the rain outside the window.

"Why don't you go to bed so late?" Yuan Che muttered in a low voice: "Don't wait for me, sir. I heard that sir went to that new tribute beauty from the Western Regions tonight, so he probably won't come over."

Yuan Che's liver ached with anger just thinking about it, and he gave Gu Jingxian an idea: "Servant Lord, please go over and be subdued. My lord has always doted on you, and I will definitely be reluctant to get angry with you."

"It's not necessary." Gu Jingxian pursed her thin lips coldly. The fingers placed on her knees were very tight and pale. They were hidden in his sleeves without any expression, staring at the gradually turbulent waves in the dark night. of heavy rain.

at the same time,

An attic in the General's Mansion.

The candlelight was as seductive as gauze, setting off the dim and expensive furnishings and the two shadowy figures, adding a bit of silent ambiguity.

It's like two different worlds from the cold night and rain.

The general's wide-sleeved robe, the black and gold color is sharp and attractive, leaning casually on the sofa, lazy to the core, evil and dangerous, the candlelight fell on her eyelashes, as delicate as a painting.

In front of her,

A figure knelt down.

The man was only wearing a thin red gauze, and the scenery was looming. He knelt down at the general's feet docilely. When he raised his head, he seemed to be looking up to a god. He stared boldly at Ranbai, with his eyes turned inwards and outwards. , I want to stop talking.

Ranbai's expression was dull and unresponsive, and he had a teary mole at the corner of his eye.

"Sir..." the man called softly, put his dexterous knuckles on a piece of dyed white clothes, and gradually walked upstream.

But before he could touch anything, his chin was hooked.

Ranbai looked at him.

The candlelight danced, the only warmth in the cold night and cold rain.

Eyes facing each other.

The man's eyes were misty and shy, full of affection.

The hand that originally lifted his chin had long and distinct joints and fell on his neck. The temperature was as cold as winter snow, making people's scalp numb.

The man tried his best to ignore the trembling horror caused by such an action. He didn't know where the fear was. He suppressed the cold feeling all over his body and wanted to take the initiative to kiss Ranbai.

But in the next second.

The hand on his neck suddenly exerted force, pinching his neck harshly and coldly!

Such movements make the fingers look paler, and the veins are sexy and attractive.

The expression on the man's face was forever frozen, leaving no room for struggle or resistance. He even looked particularly docile, but beneath that docile surface, there seemed to be some unknown fear.

He fell to the ground.

Ranbai casually withdrew his hand and wiped his fingertips inch by inch with a handkerchief, as if he was disgusted with it, until it turned red.

A calm attitude from beginning to end.

It seemed that what fell in front of her was not a corpse.

"There are a few bone lamps missing in the house recently." After a long while, she dragged her chin and said lazily and cruelly, "The other spies from the Western Regions have been dealt with together, so don't make any noise."