Chapter 1042 I Am Very Cold, so I Will Not Take the Initiative to Kiss You (8)
The silver-haired boy slowly let go of the silver hair in his palm.
He got up and stood up, his silver hair hanging down, sticking to his white and delicate body.
Di Zhao picked up the torn white clothes, held the torn fabric, and walked to the bedside.
He put the fabric of the white clothes beside the pillow, and took a brand new white clothes from the table, and put it beside him.
There was no emotion in the burgundy eyes, they were faint, but their movements were unusually well-behaved.
Glancing at the moonlight outside the window, Di Zhao pursed his lips, silently lifted the quilt and lay down.
He closed his eyes, and the soft ears hidden in the silver hair drooped a little.
The teenager slept well, and his delicate face was so beautiful that it was unreal.
…
the next day.
After waking up, Feng Qian simply washed up and walked to Di Zhao's gate.
Di Zhao had already turned back into a ten-year-old boy.
Hearing the sound, the boy on the bed moved his eyelids in a daze, and his eyelashes flicked.
After a while, he slowly opened a pair of dark and translucent eyes.
He blinked, and turned his head to look out the door.
After a pause, Di Zhao obediently sat up.
The thin quilt slipped off his body, revealing the fair and thin body of the young boy.
Black hair covered the boy's back.
Di Zhao looked down, then reached for the white robe beside him, and put it on carefully.
He took a few steps towards the door, then stopped again.
Blinking her dark eyes, she turned around obediently and walked back to the bed.
The little boy bent down slightly and folded the quilt.
He didn't fold it that well, but it was a little neat.
After folding, Di Zhao hid the torn white fabric from last night behind the quilt.
After doing this, he turned around and opened the door.
The girl was still dressed in white, with the same expression on her beautiful face.
With her back to him, she stood with her hands behind her back.
Di Zhao supported the door frame and looked up.
He tilted his head slightly, and her hands were small.
The boy slowly raised his hand and made a gesture.
It seems...about the same age as him.
Feng Qian turned to look at him, Di Zhaocai came back to his senses, withdrew his hand, and looked obediently at the girl in front of him.
The girl's expression was cold, just like her voice, she had a very indifferent temperament.
"Want to be with me, or stay in the mansion?"
It's safer to have the Shard with you, but... the Shard seems to be quite shy.
Not knowing what happened in Yunshang Pavilion, Di Zhao was especially afraid of the man approaching.
Di Zhao paused, kneading the corner of his clothes with his fingertips.
He said, "With you."
The boy's dark eyes were clear and clean, and his voice was low and soft, very obedient.
Feng Qian looked at him and reminded softly: "Aren't you afraid that you will meet many people with me?"
Hearing many people, Di Zhao was stunned, and he blinked his eyes, a little at a loss.
Are there many people...
He pinched the corner of his clothes a little uneasily, pursed his pink lips lightly, swept his eyelashes, and hesitated.
After a long while, the boy took a slight step forward.
His hair was loose and not tied up, and he bowed his head slightly, and his black hair almost covered his face.
He raised his fingertips, trying to grab the girl's braid, but he stretched his hand halfway, then stopped, and finally fell powerlessly by his side.
He lowered his head and said in a low voice, "I... am not afraid."
Compared to staying alone in a strange place, Di Zhao wanted to follow her more.
She is a little cold, but like sunshine.
very warm.
After a pause, Feng Qian said, "Okay."
The young boy raised his eyes with some joy, and the dark eyes seemed to contain a little starlight, which was dazzling.
Feng Qian raised his fingertips lightly, and a white belt lay on the girl's palm.
She said calmly, "Turn around first."
Di Zhao obeyed obediently, turned around, and left his back to the girl.