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Qi Yijian woke up, his face covered with cold ice, which made him gasp.

In my ears, the sound of the piano is melodious.

"Senior Sister Mu?"

Qi Yijian struggled to sit up and looked at the white-robed girl by the window.

At this moment, it was the middle of the night, the moon ring hung high in the treetops, and the moonlight splashed down from the window edge and fell on the girl with a wonderful back.

The spring fog is getting thicker.

Incense cakes burned on the side of the guqin, and white mist rose in a curling manner.

After the girl finished playing the last note, she pressed her hand on the string and turned her head, revealing a stunning face.

"You're awake...... Don't struggle to get up. ”

"How's that going to work?"

Qi Yijian's usually gloomy face showed a trace of shyness, "Didn't you stain my senior sister's bed?" ”

My hand touched the silky cotton cotton, and my heart kept shaking.

"Anyway, after you leave, this bed will burn down." Mu Xiangkui said lightly.

She stood up, lit the lamp, and the room lit up with a warm light.

Qi Yijian was slightly disappointed, but he also knew that Senior Sister Mu had a habit of cleanliness, not just for him. Thinking about it like this, I feel a lot more relieved.

It was a great honor to be in her bed.

He struggled to get up, not daring to stay on the bed for a long time, so as not to cause Mu Xiangkui's unhappiness.

"By the way, Hua Yan wants someone to convey one thing to you."

Mu Xiangkui, who was at the top of the beauty list of the Holy Martial Academy, frowned at this moment, "You left an IOU with her." ”

Qi Yijian was angry, but he had to maintain his demeanor in front of Mu Xiangluo, and he asked gently: "Senior sister, what kind of IOU, I don't know." ”

What IOU?

When Hua Yan made the request, he had already fainted in a hurry, so he wouldn't admit it!

There is a kind of dead woman with a flower face, so go to Xifu or Qi's house to find him!

"Specific things, you go and ask them. However, listening to their tone, it seems that if you don't pay back, this matter will be even worse. ”

Mu Xiangkui's expression was slightly gloomy, that slut dared to threaten her!

What do you say to people, she came to her to make trouble without paying back the money.

What does she have to do with an ordinary student? A sword is just a dog!

"Senior sister, don't worry about this, I caused it, I will have a break with her!"

Seeing Mu Xiangkui frowning, his sword heart was like a knife, and he just wanted to help her smooth her eyebrows in person, but he didn't dare, for fear of polluting the saint.

"Well, it's better to be like this, it's not appropriate to provoke Huayan for the time being, and there will be an opportunity to teach her a lesson in the future." Mu Xiangkui nodded, and frowned again, "I heard that the reason for this matter is because of the freshman of Dongfu, a young man named Ouyang Thirteen?" ”

Qi Yijian sneered, "Even Senior Sister Mu was shocked, it seems that that poor sour man is really famous in the academy!" ”

"Poor sours?"

Mu Xiangkui wrinkled her eyebrows slightly, the students in the Holy Martial Academy are all from rich and powerful businessmen, how can there be poor sour goods?

She had only vaguely heard about it, but she didn't know it very well.

"Tell me about it." She said.

Qi Yijian immediately told the story of Yue Allure City from the time he entered the school.

"So much has happened in less than a day since the freshman review?" Mu Xiangkui is a certain kind of brilliance, and she has a lot of interest in the young man named Ouyang Thirteen.

"It's just a troublemaker, and it's not worth Senior Sister Mou's attention." He said with a sword.

Mu Xiangkui waved his hand, "You secretly checked the origin of that young man, and then reported to me in detail...... The Holy Son, they will come back in a while, so it should be very lively. Until then, we can have some fun and pass the time. ”