Dressed As a Grass - Chapter 43

    Have a crush?

    Xi Zhou looked at her arrogant and dodging eyes and couldn’t help laughing.

    “Senior sister, you know — hearsay can’t be trusted.”

    Zhai Wangyou raised her eyebrows, she clearly heard it with her own ears, just half an hour ago, it was not an hearsay.

    Xi Zhou looked at her, raised her lips and said, “Want to know if I have a sweetheart, why don’t you ask me in person?”

    Zhai Wangyou looked over, and their eyes met.

    “I heard, no need to ask.”

    “It’s different.” Xi Zhou stared at her, eyes entangled.

    Zhai Wangyou’s eyes widened and he remained silent, what’s the difference?

    Seeing that she didn’t speak, Xi Zhou slowly approached and said in a low voice, “If someone asks, it’s an answer, if the big sister asks, it’s another answer.”

    Xi Zhou chuckled at her, her tone helpless and doting: “If someone asks, yes, but you ask, no.”

    When she finished speaking, she suddenly moved forward and kissed the corner of her slightly pursed lips.

    Zhai Wangyou was stunned for a moment. Others asked yes, she asked no, what does this mean?

    In a daze, she was suddenly held in her arms, breathing intertwined…

    The belt was also unknowingly untied.

    The neck was cold, Zhai Wangyou came back to his senses, and hurriedly backed away.

    Xi Zhou grabbed the belt in his hand dissatisfied.

    “Let go.”

    Xi Zhou shook his head: “Promise me to try it, I’ll let it go.”

    I pulled **** my hand, pulled the belt away, and the red robe flew over.

    She was raising her lips and smiling, when a sword hit her throat.

    Xi Zhou’s smile froze at the corner of his mouth, and the belt in his hand slowly fell.

    Is this woman serious?

    At a time like this, draw a sword?

    Zhai Wangyou stood with his sword in hand, biting his lip hard: “Back to the North Mountain.”

    Xi Zhou looked at her annoyed eyes, did she not grasp the scale well and was pressing people?

    She suddenly had a rebellious mentality, and wanted to reach for the long sword, shouting ‘You stab, you stab’.

    But looking at Zhai Wangyou’s reddened eyes, she was reluctant, reluctant to force Big Sister too tight.

    Emotionally, it was just a verbal temptation, she was not willing.

    “Good.”

    Xi Zhou closed his eyes, his eyes turned blank, and the two returned to the North Mountain Peak.

    Zhai Wangyou put away the long sword silently, calmed down and had some regrets. Even if she was angry, she should not hold the sword to face each other.

    “What do you mean?”

    Suddenly asking such a question, Xi Zhou was at a loss for a while, and when she reacted, she smiled and said, “Elder Sister, don’t be annoyed.”

    “In the future… I won’t hold the sword against you again.” Zhai Wangyou lowered his eyes, his tone was flat.

    Xi Zhou has a smile in his eyes, is he apologizing to her?

    Yeah.

    At this time, Xiaoxing’s cheerful voice sounded outside the door, mixed with Guanlan’s words, and the two returned.

    Zhai Wangyou tidied up his belt and turned to go to the yard, but the person behind him opened his mouth.

    “What I mean by that is that I want to be the mother of Xinghui.”

    Xi Zhou’s tone was also light, and there was no emotion.

    Zhai Wangyou paused and didn’t answer immediately, when he was about to leave the room.

    She looked back at Xizhou, then turned her head quickly.

    “You were her mother.”

    The light tone, the cold voice, fell in the room.

    The corner of the red clothes was hidden in front of the door, and only Xi Zhou was left in the room.

    “You were originally her mother.” She repeated to herself what she had just heard, and couldn’t help but chuckle and laugh again, until she couldn’t stop giggling.

    The person who just left the door came back.

    The smirk on Xi Zhou’s face was forcibly held back, hiss, Big Sister must have seen it, it’s too embarrassing.

    “You go back to the grass first, and be cautious in front of outsiders, so as not to be seen through your cultivation.”

     After Zhai Wangyou finished speaking, he turned around, hooked his lips quietly, and said softly, “When it’s only me and Xinghui, you reappear, late… You can also show up at night. .”

    Xi Zhou was stunned for a moment, returned to the grass the moment she went out, and then jumped around Zhai Wangyou’s left wrist.

    What does it mean to show up at night? Did the big sister agree?

    Agree to give her a try? That must be what it means.

    In the yard, Xiaoxing rushed back to her mother’s arms: “Mother, where is the beautiful aunt? I have to sit on the swing.”

    At this moment, the dreaming grass on the wrist seemed to be responding, and the leaves rubbed gently.

    Zhai Wangyou picked up her daughter: “She has something to do, my mother will come and play with you first.”

    “Okay, Aunt Guanlan also plays.” Xiao Xinghui did not forget to turn around and invite Guanlan.

     Mission Hills readily agrees.

    In the beginning, Zhai Wangyou followed the example of Xizhou and gently pushed Xiaoxing back, and then when Guanlan was eager to try, she silently gave up her position.

    So it evolved into Guanlan and Xiaoxinghui taking turns sitting on the swing.

    Zhai Wangyou became the one who kept pushing the swing.

    As if sticking her head out, watching her daughter play with her.

    Zhai Wangyou looked down for a while, and silently lowered his sleeves, blocking the vision of Dreaming Grass.

    Under the sleeve, Xi Zhou seemed to be wrapped in a piece of red fabric.

    Senior Sister must have done it on purpose, she can’t play along, even if she can’t watch it.

    I felt a little resentful in my heart, Xi Zhou raised her eyes, and she was wearing a white undershirt under the loose red robe.

    She poked it with a leaf, and the fabric was soft.

    Similar to Senior Sister’s wrist, she is fair and snowy, but soft and attractive.

    Xi Zhou dared to climb up, and the flexible thin stems gathered the leaves to open the gap of the white underwear, and climbed up.

    Senior Sister’s wrist seemed to tremble.

    “Presumptuous.”

    A cold sound rang out, and the dream grass was tightly held through the cloth.

    This daring and daring dream grass is shameless and presumptuous.

    “Senior sister, what did you say?” Guanlan turned back slightly, is senior sister talking to her?

    Zhai Wangyou frowned: “Nothing.”

    After saying that, she turned back to her room and closed the door.

    Guanlan glanced at the closed door suspiciously, then turned back to swing.

    In the room.

    “Show me.”

    Zhai Wangyou lifted up the red sleeves and closed the white undershirt, revealing the white snow wrists.

    She looked at the dreaming grass wrapped around her arm, her voice was cold.

    Xi Zhou carefully looked at her complexion, and it seemed that Big Sister was about to turn black again.

    But she didn’t do anything, so she couldn’t stand the loneliness and climbed up…

    “Appear.” Zhai Wangyou’s voice became deep again.

    Xizhou’s leaves flickered, wrapped in a circle obediently, and slipped to the wrist.

    After that, she stayed motionless and pretended to be dead.

    The room was very silent.

    In the silent confrontation, Xi Zhou was the first to lose.

    She transformed into a human figure and pretended to be surprised: “Elder Sister?

    Zhai Wangyou stared at her deeply.

    The eyes are erratic, the expression is unnatural, and the body is stiff.

    A poorly acted grass.

    Zhai Wangyou suddenly had a hint of regret in his heart, he shouldn’t have promised that he would no longer hold swords against each other.

    She wants to draw her sword now.

    “It’s not an example.” Zhai Wangyou raised his eyebrows, and his voice had almost no warmth.

    But Xi Zhou smiled warmly, getting used to the indifference of the elder sister, and even felt that there was no lethality.

    She stretched out her hand and fiddled with the leaves of the dream grass: “I don’t want to mess with it either. It’s the grass that’s not right. See if it has grown a little longer.”

    The fingertips are cool and fall on the warm wrist, causing a itch.

    Zhai Wangyou tore off his sleeves to block Xi Zhou’s movements: “Don’t be presumptuous.”

    Xi Zhou couldn’t help laughing again, his smiling eyes were full of teasing: “What? As the mother of Xinghui, I can’t touch the other mother of my daughter. ?”

    What a twist, is their relationship so complicated?

    However, it is time to find a chance to let Xinghui know her biological father… No, it is to know who her biological mother is.

    One more thing…

    “Master, did you name Xinghui?”

    Looks like a nonsense question.

    Sure enough, Zhai Wangyou glanced at her, not wanting to answer.

    Xi Zhou took a deep breath: “I heard Xinghui say that her father’s name is ‘Xing’? So you named her Xinghui?”

    Zhai Wangyou’s face changed slightly, but he still didn’t speak.

    At that time, she was blindfolded, unable to distinguish between dreams and dreams, the soft touch she never had…

    I have no time to care about other things.

    The moment she lost her mind for a while, she only faintly heard “My name is xing”.

    I heard it wrong…

    She silently looked at Xizhou: “Have you ever had another name?”

    Xi Zhou shook his head: “No, my name is Xi Zhou all the time. Last time I wanted to tell you the result was too late.”

    She only said the first word, Xi, Xing?

    Did you hear me wrong?

    Zhai Wangyou was silent, so she misheard…

    Her eyes flashed lightly, and she said lightly, “When I was a child, Master once said that after death, a person would turn into a star in the night sky, so he named his daughter Xinghui.”

    Yes, not because I heard it wrong, nor because I hoped that this person would come back.

    Xi Zhou was stunned: “After death, people turn into stars, stars return… So you’ve been waiting for your master to come back?”

    Zhai Wangyou listened to her words, his eyes sank, and finally nodded: “Yes.”

    It turned out to be like this, Xi Zhou was dumbfounded and couldn’t help complaining: “But Xinghui is my daughter, people can’t be resurrected from the dead, otherwise I will give her a new name.”

    It’s called Xihui, or Zhouhui, it sounds better than any Xinghui.

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    The author has something to say:

    The typo has been corrected~

    woo woo woo, forced to turn in, I really want to go out and play, the fun is all theirs, I only have a keyboard…