This is the anti-theft badge.
Jia Baobao felt a chill run down his spine.
"Say, if I refuse, what will happen to him?"
What will happen to him? "Jia Baobao whispered.
The System said, "Don't ask for trouble.
Kiss. "
"Oh." Jia Baobao answered obediently.
Wang Xifeng sighed.
"Did my argument with Qin Keqing scare you?"
Jia Baobao looked up at him, but he turned away.
He looked up at the moon in the night sky.
The light fell on his gorgeous face, like a balsam flower under the moonlight.
"Do you believe everything he said about me?"
Jia Baobao blinked, feeling that he had touched on a dangerous topic.
She smiled. "What did he say? My arms and ankles were hurting so badly that I didn't hear anything. "
"Oh?" He turned to look at her.
Jia Baobao's smile deepened. "I believe you, you're the one I want to …"
In the ancestral hall, Jia Huan suddenly coughed.
Jia Baobao was shocked, his mouth trembled, and he swallowed the syllable after the word "want".
"Do you like it?" Wang Xifeng smiled contentedly.
The beauty between his brows was like a painting slowly unfolding.
His eyelashes lowered slightly.
He covered the light in his eyes.
"You have good taste."
"No …" I didn't say that!
Before Jia Baobao could explain, he had already walked away under the moonlight.
Jia Baobao: "… Hey, System.
Can you check other people's favorable impression of me? "
The System said righteously, "Please don't compare me with those flirtatious systems, I'm a good system."
Jia Baobao covered his face. "I just want to … Sigh.
Forget it. "
She turned around and walked two steps.
Just as she was about to sit back on the futon.
A voice came from the door.
"Baoyu?"
Was it Jia Tanchun?
Jia Huan sneered.
Jia Baobao stood up straight.
Feeling uncomfortable, he said, "Ahem, did you call me wrongly?"
Jia Huan said coldly, "How could it be wrong? Hurry up and go take a look. Your good brother is here. "
Jia Baobao scratched his cheek and put down the pastries that Wang Xifeng brought over.
She took two steps towards the door and stopped.
"Hey!" she called.
Jia Huan turned to look at the back of her head and ignored her.
She smirked. "I'll leave the pastries here. Don't steal them!"
Jia Huan: "…"
When Jia Baobao saw that his neck had turned red from anger, he turned around and walked back to the door in satisfaction.
Standing outside the door was Jia Tanchun, who was wearing a frost-colored cloak that almost blended into the moonlight.
"Brother Tanchun." Jia Baobao called out.
Through the door, Jia Tanchun stepped forward and asked her softly, "Are you cold? Are you hungry? "
Without waiting for her to answer, he stuffed a small pastry through the gap in the door, took off his cloak, and handed it in together.
"It's cold in the ancestral hall. Be careful not to catch a cold."
Jia Baobao took the cloak, which still had his warm body temperature.
"I'll take the pastries. Please take the cloak back, Brother Tanchun. After all, it's quite a long way. Don't get sick."
Jia Tanchun's heart warmed. He smiled and said, "I'm in good health."
Jia Baobao's head was still lowered as he stuffed the cloak outside the door.
Jia Tanchun looked at her. The coldness between his eyebrows gradually dissipated. He pursed his thin lips as if he wanted to say something.
Jia Huan suddenly snorted heavily.
He woke up absent-mindedly and glanced at his brother through the gap in the door.
Jia Baobao rolled his eyes and smiled cutely. "Do you need me to take care of Brother Huan?"
Jia Tanchun knew that she had a kind heart and was not afraid that she would bully Jia Huan.
"Okay, then I'll leave him to you. Don't let him do as he pleases. Teach him a lesson when it's time."
The System said, "This is the so-called plastic brotherhood."
You really are my brother!
Jia Huan's shoulders trembled. He could not help but want to turn around.
Jia Tanchun said again, "Don't think that Huai Geer is always against you. He's only like that to the people he likes."
I'm not!
Jia Huan quickly turned around and met his brother's gaze.
Jia Tanchun smiled at him.
This person was not only biased, he was also starting to play dirty tricks!
"Okay, I'm leaving. Be careful not to be bullied by Brother Huan."
Who was bullying who!
Jia Huan clenched his fists. He was furious.
What was worse was that Jia Baoyu, that thick-skinned person, actually agreed.
Jia Baobao said seriously, "Brother Tanchun, don't worry. I'll protect myself well. If he bullies me, I won't let myself get hurt and make you feel bad."
Listen! Listen! Was Jia Baoyu a master of sweet talk?
Jia Huan had high hopes for his smart brother.
— — Don't be fooled by Jia Baoyu's harmless appearance!
When he saw Jia Tanchun's expression, his heart suddenly turned cold.
Jia Tanchun lowered his head. His eyes were as gentle as the moon. "Be careful. If he bullies you, tell me. I'll teach him a lesson."
Jia Baobao smiled sweetly. "Okay."
Jia Huan: "…"
Jia Baobao looked at Jia Tanchun's back as he left. He secretly turned around and glanced at Jia Huan.
Jia Huan quickly turned his head and knelt upright, pretending that he had never looked back.
Jia Baobao carried these things back to the futon.
This time, she didn't kneel obediently. Instead, she sat cross-legged on the futon.
She put her elbows on her legs and supported her cheeks with her palms. She tilted her head and looked at Jia Huan.
Jia Huan stared at the ancestral tablets and muttered in a low voice, "… Biased."
Jia Baobao smiled. "Who asked me to be so likable?"
Jia Huan: "…"
Jia Baobao asked him, "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat some too? "
Jia Huan said indifferently, "No, I'm not hungry!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his stomach made a loud sound of thunder.
Jia Baobao stared at his stomach. "Oh, you're not hungry — —"
She dragged the last syllable, and there was a smile in her eyes.
Jia Huan turned his face away.
Jia Baobao thought for a moment and dragged the futon to sit beside him.
Jia Huan heard something wrong with the voice and turned to take a look. However, all she saw was a face with the color of spring.
His pure black eyes narrowed, and he said sarcastically, "Bao Erye, what are you doing here? Aren't you afraid that I'll hurt you again? "
Jia Baobao opened the package in front of him. Not only were there all kinds of pastries, but there was also rose dew in a crystal bottle.
Jia Baobao: "Are you really not going to eat?"
Jia Huan's face was gloomy and cold. He slowly turned his head and showed her the back of his head. He secretly raised his hand hidden in his sleeve and quietly covered his stomach.
Jia Baobao snickered. She picked up a piece of cloud cake and put it to her mouth. She used her teeth to slowly grind it, making a loud chewing sound.
Jia Huan's eyebrows furrowed tighter.
The sound of her eating slithered into his ears, and then somehow, the sound ran into his mouth, like a ball of rice cake, blocking his throat and eyes.
He took a deep breath and waved his hand angrily. "You're so annoying!"
"Slap!"
He waved his hand and hit the back of Jia Baobao's hand.
Jia Baobao was in pain. The package in his hand fell to the ground, and the pastries scattered all over the floor.
Jia Huan looked at the round pastry that rolled in front of his eyes. He instantly pursed his lips, and his face was gloomy. He did not speak.
Jia Baobao touched the back of his hand.
"I really want to take out the brick and hit him again."
The System said, "Don't … Don't kill people in the ancestral hall! This really isn't a thriller! "
Jia Baobao's eyes turned, and his gaze fell on his wrist.
"You're still wearing the red string I gave you?"
Jia Baobao said as she picked up the pastries that were scattered all over the floor.
Jia Huan snorted. "Who knows what kind of sorcery you put in it. I can't undo it, and I can't cut it. What did you use to hit me at that time? Why did it disappear in the blink of an eye? "
Jia Baobao's eyes widened. "Hit you? When did I hit you? "
This person could act cute, act unruly, and even lie. What a f * cking talent!
Jia Huan was even angrier.
"Hey." Jia Baobao called him softly, and even poked him with his finger.
Jia Huan ignored him.
She said to herself, "Why did you suddenly pounce on me at that time, and even cushioned me under my body to protect me?"
Jia Huan showed an irritated expression, and obviously did not want to talk about it anymore.
She reached out her hand to grab the small pastry in front of him.
Just as she grabbed the pastry, her wrist was suddenly caught.
She looked dissatisfied. "What …"
Jia Huan stared at the back of her hand and suddenly said, "Why is it so serious!"
The back of Jia Baobao's hand was red and swollen, and it looked like the injury was very serious.
Jia Baobao raised his eyebrows and looked at him. "What did you say? That you should be gentler when you hit me next time? "
"I didn't …"
He turned his head abruptly, but saw her smiling eyes.
"I …"
His throat was blocked again.
He did not know if she was joking with him or mocking him.
Jia Baobao glanced at his wrist again, and handed him the rose dew.
"Fortunately, the crystal bottle is not broken … Look at your dry lips, have a sip."
Jia Huan lowered his eyes and stared at the rose dew in her hand, just like Wu Dalang stared at the poison handed to him by Pan Jinlian.
After a stalemate for a while, Jia Baobao's hand was sore.
Just as she was about to retract her hand, he let go of her wrist and took the crystal bottle she handed over.
Jia Baobao's eyes curved like the moon in the sky.
He rolled his eyes uncomfortably.
Jia Huan opened the bottle cork and pressed his thin lips against the mouth of the bottle.
The transparent mouth of the bottle pressed a small dent on his lips.
He took a small sip, and the light pink rose dew flowed through his lips, tongue, and throat.
"Cough, cough, cough — cough —"
He choked unexpectedly. He coughed violently and was out of breath.
Jia Huan's pale face flushed red, and his lips were wet with the rose dew. A drop of pink water trembled on his lips.
He looked at Jia Baobao, only to find that she was still looking at the red line on his wrist with her eyes wide open.
Jia Huan coughed and pulled down his sleeves.
"What are you looking at!"
Jia Baobao raised his head and stared at her face without saying a word. He recalled the data he had just seen in his mind.
Name: Red Line That Can Even Get a Mouthful of Cold Water (Red Line Is Not Something That Can Be Opened Even If You Want To)
Attribute: Item Card
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