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His expression was calm, like the hero in a sadomasochistic story handing a knife to the heroine: "You can hit me, I won't dodge."

Ji Yunxi remained silent for a long time.

Wu Weian just quietly spread out his five fingers and waited very patiently.

After a long while, Ji Yunxi reached out and took it.

She tossed it in her hand, took a few steps back, and threw it at him as he wished.

The egg was heading towards his eyebrows, but in mid-air it took a parabolic trajectory and hit his chest.

Wu Weian neither avoided nor gave way.

The egg hit his chest with a silent sound and then fell to the ground.

With a bang, the egg rolled a few times on the ground, and a few pieces of egg shell fell off, revealing the cooked egg white inside.

Ji Yunxi: “…”

Wu Wei'an looked relaxed. He walked to the corner, picked up the egg, blew on it, and said, "Okay, it's smashed, and this matter is over."

Ji Yunxi: “…”

Suddenly I felt that it was quite boring.

Think about it, no matter how mature this person is, he is only eighteen years old, still at an age of childishness and boredom.

Why should she argue with him?

Ji Yunxi shook her head, too lazy to pay attention to him, and turned back to bed.

Wu Weian put the eggs on the table beside him and followed with the bag.

He sat down on the edge of the bed, took out the thickly wrapped thing, and then opened it layer by layer, revealing the glittering and colorful rotating bottle with the inscription "Year after year of abundance" inside.

Wu Wei'an gently placed the Heart-Transforming Bottle in front of Ji Yunxi and said, "I have been staying up all night these past few days just to make up for this."

He deliberately raised his head and said, "Look, is it patched up well?"

Ji Yunxi glanced at his two panda eyes, then picked up the rotating bottle and took a look at it.

Slight traces of repair can be seen, and the most special thing is that this revolving bottle has a bit more flavor because of this little bit of damage.

This is probably the beauty of imperfection.

Ji Yunxi: "Not bad."

Wu Weian raised his eyebrows and chuckled.

Ji Yunxi raised her eyes and said, "You said you came here to apologize? Is this your thorn?"

Wu Weian looked at her and nodded: "Yes."

Ji Yunxi put down the rotating bottle: "This is my bottle."

The implication is that you can use her things to apologize to her?

Wu Wei'an sighed: "Then what do you think we should do?"

He did have quite a few ideas, and his colleagues in the Hanlin Academy also proposed many.

However, many methods require money.

Ji Yunxi glanced at him with a half-smile, got off the bed, and went to get a pair of scissors.

Wu Wei'an: “?”

Ji Yunxi walked up to him.

She stood and he sat.

Wu Weian raised his head and moved his gaze from the scissors in her palm to her face.

His eyebrows moved slightly, waiting to see what she would do.

It is naturally unlikely to attack him.

Ji Yunxi leaned over.

The distance between them was instantly shortened, and her long hair fell down, with a few strands brushing his cheek.

Slightly itchy.

Wu Weian subconsciously held his breath.

Ji Yunxi stretched out her hand, reached for his left waist, and lightly hooked up his brocade bag.

Wu Weian lowered his brows.

Connecting the brocade bag to his clothes was a thick, moon-white thread, on which were carved delicate embroidery patterns with fine gold thread.

The thread fell on her slender fingertips. Seeing this scene, Wu Weian pursed his lips.

He probably guessed what she was going to do, but he still didn't hide.

Sure enough, Ji Yunxi picked up the scissors, aimed at the thick line with a cold face and started cutting.

But when I cut with the scissors, the thread didn't move at all.

Ji Yunxi was stunned: "???"

She subconsciously tried harder, using almost all her strength.

But the moon-white thread inlaid with gold remained motionless.

The man chuckled in her ear, his warm breath like magnetic powder: "You can't cut it. This is not an ordinary thread, this is ten thousand fingers soft."

Wanzhirou is a famous weapon in the martial arts world, and it is hard to come by.

People in the martial arts world like to use it as a weapon. As long as the hands or legs are wrapped by Wanzhirou and pulled tightly, the hands or feet will immediately be separated from the body.

No one has ever made it into string to tie a purse, which is not even a waste of resources.

Even after hearing this answer, Ji Yunxi remained silent for a long time.

A few strands of her hair still stuck to his cheek.

Wu Weian raised his eyes, his gaze subconsciously sweeping across her slender waist, his fingertips moving slightly.

But he has always had strong self-control.

If she doesn't move, he naturally won't move either.

After a while, Ji Yunxi threw the scissors aside, and without hesitation, reached out to open his brocade bag.

Wu Weian moved quickly, covering his waist with one hand and tightening her wrists.

He said, "A man should always keep some money in his purse, right?"

Wu Weian's fingertips were very cold. He seemed to be grabbing her loosely and with little force, but Ji Yunxi couldn't break free.

She was annoyed: "Let go."

Wu Wei'an argued: "I only have one or two and a half left."

Ji Yunxi: "Are you going to let go?"

Wu Weian sighed, thinking about Ji Mingyan who had been crying for three days, and slowly let her go: "You have to leave that brocade bag and Wanzhirou to me."

Originally, if Wu Weian hadn't said this, Ji Yunxi wouldn't have wanted to take his brocade bag and Wanzhirou.

But after he said that, Ji Yunxi took them all away.

Late at night, Wu Weian lay on his back in bed.

The bed here is not bigger than the one at home, it's a bit small.

Ji Yunxi had fallen asleep, curled up beside him.

After a while, Wu Weian sighed softly.

It’s better to remove the poison as soon as possible.

*

The next morning, after breakfast, the family went their separate ways.

Ji Mingxi went to the temple to have tea with the master. Ji Yunxi, Ji Mingshuang, Ji Mingyan and Wu Weian went together to find Ji Mingyan's drug friends. Ji Mingyuan stayed at home.