Chapter 282
Xiao Jinse brushed the horse absently with a horse brush.

Is he angry?

But he didn't do it on purpose.

Xiao Jinse lowered her head, brushing her horse unhappily.

Here, Feng Qingxian's mind is not at all brushing the horse.

Did Arthur hate him?
Thinking of how he secretly kissed him last night, the soft touch made him breathless, and at the same time made his heart tremble.

Arthur must not know what happened last night, or he will hate him even more.

But how could he do such a nasty thing, obviously he is not as good as Long Yang.

Feng Qingxian frowned angrily, and decided to keep a distance from Xiao Jinse in the future.

He was the best brother in the past, so there was nothing wrong with eating, drinking and living together, but now he was afraid that if he continued like this, he would fall into it sooner or later.

The two had their own thoughts, and they had been staring at one horse all morning, and never changed to the second one.

It's hard for Bai Jue, who has contracted all the horses in the stables by himself, and still has to worry about whether the two of them quarreled?

After Bai Jue finished brushing all the horses by himself, it was past meal time.

"Sorry!" Feng Qingxian came back to her senses, thinking that she was in a daze alone and troubled them.

"It's okay, the servant is going to pick some fruits, the young master and the prince will eat some." Bai Jue put down his horse brush and was about to go to the back mountain.

"No, you've worked hard, I'll go." Feng Qingxian said and went to the back mountain without looking back.

"I'll go too." Xiao Jinse dropped the brush and hurriedly followed.

Bai Jue was a little worried and wanted to follow, but thinking of the two of them being awkward, he wisely wanted to give them a chance to be alone.

The relationship between the young master and the son is so good, no matter what it is, it must be fine.

"Wait for me." Xiao Jinse caught up with Feng Qingxian and took his hand, "Are you angry?"

The delicate and tender touch of the palm made Feng Qingxian's heart tremble suddenly.

"No." Feng Qingxian pretended to be calm, and silently withdrew her hand.

Xiao Jinse looked at Feng Qingxian's back resentfully.

He also said no, which is obviously very angry.

"I really didn't mean to murder you." Xiao Jinse chased after him and explained.

"I don't blame you." Feng Qingxian didn't even look at him, and immediately flew to the fruit tree over there and started picking fruit.

Xiao Jinse felt aggrieved immediately, and said that he was not to blame, and that he didn't like to talk to him anymore.

In fact, he didn't say anything, he didn't expect Ah Xian to be so stingy, to get angry with him even for the slightest thing.

Xiao Jinse stopped chasing Feng Qingxian to apologize, and angrily went to the side to pick fruit.

Ignore him and ignore him, as if he can't live if he ignores him.

Xiao Jinse picked a few fruits, and went down the mountain by herself without waiting for Feng Qingxian.

Looking at Xiao Jinse's back, Feng Qingxian felt a little uncomfortable, and didn't bother to pick fruits anymore, so she picked a few randomly, and then followed down the mountain.

"My son." Seeing Xiao Jinse come back, Bai Jue rushed to meet him.

"Here you are." Xiao Jinse gave Bai Jue all the fruits she had picked, and left.

Bai Jue stared blankly at Xiao Jinse, feeling that something was wrong with him.

"Master..."

Feng Qingxian also gave all the fruits to Bai Jue, and left without saying a word.

Looking at the pile of fruits in his arms, Bai Jue was completely dumbfounded.

Why did he feel that it seemed to be serious after going up the mountain?

Also, how could he eat so much alone!
Xiao Jinse did not go back to the tent, but walked to the stream last night.

"Jinse!"

Secretly paying attention to Qiu Fu of Xiao Jinse and Feng Qingxian, seeing that they are not together at this moment, he quickly stopped Xiao Jinse.

(End of this chapter)

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