Chapter 130 [054] Long Zhutian Also Laughs (2)

The corners of his cold lips were slightly raised in a slightly warm arc.

After going down the mountain, Long Zhutian gave Yang Zixi to Yang Zimei.

Yang Zimei hugged her sister's soft body and looked at her face with panic even though she was asleep. She was a little worried, worried that she would have a psychological disorder.

"If you're worried, you can ask the hypnotist to process her memory." Long Zhutian saw her worries and turned around.

She once learned a spell, and the effect of that spell is to erase certain memories in the human brain, but she has never tried it before, and she doesn't know if it is effective, and she is worried that it will affect Zixi's brain development.

Therefore, she didn't want to use it on Zixi, she just hoped that after she could experience this, she could overcome her psychological obstacles and become brave and strong. If she couldn't, she had to carry out memory processing.

She took off the Kaiyuan Tongbao gifted to her by the master on her neck and put it on Zixi's neck.

Kaiyuan Tongbao is not an expensive ancient coin, but this one is very special. It is a very auspicious magic weapon. In addition, her own vitality has been nourished for ten years. Ordinary Yin evil energy cannot be approached. , and, moreover, can enhance courage and confidence.

"Give me something too." Long Zhutian suddenly said.

Yang Zimei looked up at him, "What do you want?"

"I want what you gave me." Long Zhutian said.

Yang Zimei suddenly thought of his golden knife, and suddenly had the urge to give him away.

But why did he give him a golden knife?

That golden wrong knife, she planned to give it to her loved one.

I thought of Min Gang again in my mind, thinking of his gentle smile like a cherry blossom boy in the sun, but my heart didn't move softly.

I remember the last life, as long as I muttered his name and missed his figure, the tip of my heart seemed to be constantly teased by the cat's claws.

Now that I think about it, it's just a warm feeling.

Seeing the hesitation on her face, Long Zhutian's black eyes sank, slightly disappointed, but he didn't say much, but continued to drive.

When the car came to her downstairs, Long Zhutian bent over and reached out to help take Yang Zixi out of her arms, but unexpectedly, when he bowed his head, the cheeks of the two touched slightly.

Breathe out!

A strange emotion swayed in their hearts.

Yang Zimei's heart suddenly stopped beating for more than half a beat, her ears were slightly red, and her breathing was a little messy.

Long Zhutian's dark pupils stared at her quietly, and the light in his eyes seemed to want to suck all her essence and soul into it, causing her always clear mind to be chaotic in an instant.

"Stupid girl—"

Long Zhutian's cold thin lips suddenly popped out these three words, breaking the silence of the workshop, and the air seemed to be alive again.

You are a stupid girl, your whole family is stupid, but how old is my mother?

Yang Zimei's tense heart also loosened, and she rolled her eyes and muttered in her heart.

boom--

One of Long Zhutian's fingers suddenly arched and flicked softly on her bright forehead. The corners of her lips were slightly upturned, and her dark blue eyes, which had never been warm, had a thin layer in them. His smile caused his long and narrow phoenix eyes to bend slightly.

She found that his smile was really good-looking, just like the snow in the early spring, which made his whole face incomparably vivid.

However, this smile was like a flash in the pan. It was only for a moment. After he straightened up and took Yang Zixi out of the car, he regained his aura of loneliness and loneliness like a lone wolf and an eagle. There was nothing in his eyes. The temperature is like an ancient sword lying quietly in its scabbard.

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