My little puppy is sick

Chapter 338 Leading the Red Line to the Crazy Critic Demon Monarch 46
Qi Yan had never praised him for his nice voice, but now she praised a stranger she didn't know.

As if angry, Ji Yu turned her head and didn't want to talk to Qi Yan, but she didn't let go of her hand.

It was Qi Yan who took her hand away.

The moment he let go, Ji Yu's heart seemed to be empty, his lips moved slightly, but he still didn't speak.

"Senior eat first, Qi Yan will not bother."

Qi Yan bent slightly, and then walked out.

The weather is getting colder and colder.

When I woke up, the ground was covered with snow, and even the leaves on the branches had fallen off, and they were covered with a layer of crystal clear white clothes.

Qi Yan put on a light yellow padded coat, and because of the cold, she also wore a hat. The two pure-color balls of soft fur hung on the brim of the hat, adding a touch of mischievousness to her.

She went out to see the snow scene, when the snow was falling, Qi Yan happened to see the disciple who was bringing hot water to Ji Yu.

"Is the senior awake?"

The disciple shook his head and said, "I don't know, go and see if the guests need water."

"Give it to me, I'll bring it in."

"Don't bother Senior Sister."

"It's okay," Qi Yan said, "I'll send it in, you can go back."

"Thank you, Senior Sister."

Qi Yan took the bucket, only half filled with hot water, not heavy.

She was afraid that Ji Yu would not wake up, and she didn't want to disturb his sleep, so she walked lightly and didn't make a sound.

Pushing the door open, Ji Yu was still sleeping on the bed, the quilt was so tightly covered that his head was covered.

Probably because the person who came in was Qi Yan, Ji Yu was subconsciously unprepared, and because of the cold weather, he never woke up.

Qi Yan went to take a look, and saw that he buried his head in the quilt and couldn't see his face. She reached out and gently stroked Ji Yu's hair.

Qi Yan put the hot water beside the bed, and she walked out the door gently.

In the dream, Ji Yu smelled a fragrance, that light fragrance, which gave him a sense of security and dependence, and he wanted to get closer.

Afterwards, the fragrance became weaker and weaker, Ji Yu frowned, and woke up not long after.

He saw a bucket of water beside the bed, thinking it was cold and he was unresponsive, not knowing that someone had come in.

When it snows for the first time, people will be very interested in the snow. They have a great time playing snowball fights and making snowmen.

However, after several days of snow in a row, you will feel that the snow is really inconvenient, it is cold and you don't want to move.

There was a fire in the house, and Qi Yan ran to the next room to stay with Ji Yu in order to save matches.

Ji Yu obediently put on the face towel, wrapped it up tightly, and nestled on the big wooden chair covered with many blankets and brocades, looking extremely warm.

Qi Yan was reading a book in her hand, she looked up and saw Ji Yu looking back, he looked up, as if lazily yawned.

Ji Yu didn't do anything, just stared blankly, secretly looking at Qi Yan when she didn't notice.

Qi Yan closed the book, picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, "Don't seniors do something to pass the time?"

Ji Yu leaned back, tapped on the wooden chair with her fingertips, and lowered her voice casually: "No need."

Qi Yan took off the blanket from her body, took a few steps forward, and put the book in her hand on Ji Yu's body.

"Senior, read a book."

Ji Yu took the book Qi Yan handed over, and flipped through it casually.

It's all about self-cultivation.

He also saw that emptiness is form. Form is emptiness.

He was stunned for a moment, and originally wanted to put down the book, but he still lifted it up and read it carefully.

Form is emptiness and emptiness is form...
Qi Yan picked up the flute and played it slowly.

(End of this chapter)