Chapter 90 Eastward Journey (5)

"good."

Jiang He gently covered Xiao Minxin's eyes, and she twisted her little butt in his arms a little uneasily.

But how many years had he been in a coma?

What happened during these years?
Maybe Bai Minxin is an adult now, but seeing how immature she looks now, Jiang He can't bear to let her get involved in these things now.

At least until she regains her memory and normal state.

The scene of Bai Minxin's bloodthirsty torture of the Snake Master is still vivid in my mind.
"Sickly boy, you don't want to embarrass yourself in front of your disciple, right? I'm going to stand in front of her and beat you to death."

The refugees saw Jiang He seriously covering the white-haired girl's eyes and sneered,
"I think you are so hungry that you accepted such an unlucky jinx."

"call"

Jiang He let out a sullen breath, his heart raging with anger. If it was just directed at him, Jiang He wouldn't be that angry.

But after the refugee said the word "jinx", Xiao Minxin's body stiffened.

Now she cares a lot about the dark lines on her face and the unusual white hair.

But Bai Minxin never cared about these things. For example, she even cherished her white hair very much.

Along the way, perhaps because of these unique physical features, she has suffered too much cold stares and ridicule.

Let her start to feel inferior. After all, little girls are sensitive.
To deal with mortals, Jiang He doesn't even need to use his hands, all he needs is a spell.

The hole in the ice widened a little, and a dark shadow struggled and fell to the bottom of the water.

The black shadow's face was twisted in pain, and he was looking at him with fear as if he were his former disciple.

An inexplicable throbbing came from his heart, and Jiang He couldn't help but look at the girl in his arms.

Her long silver hair covered her petite, round buttocks, and her slender waist was held by his hand.

She shrank obediently in his arms, as if letting him do whatever he wanted, without any ability to resist.

"Master?"

Xiao Minxin's childish and confused voice brought his thoughts back to reality.

"never mind."

Jiang He forced a smile and released his hand that was blocking her eyes.

Although her eyes were covered by his hands, they were still wide open and rolling around.

"He has been chased away by the master. I will make grilled fish for Minxin later."

"Master."

Xiao Minxin lowered her head and said in a muffled voice,
"I am a jinx. Master also fell ill after meeting me. Now that Master is well, I'll leave now."

She whispered, but held Jiang He tightly in her arms, her small body trembling as she waited for his answer.

"You are not a jinx. Min Xin saved Master."

Jiang He touched her nodding little head and held up her little face which had been avoiding his sight.

The long hair falls down along both sides of the cheeks, revealing the innocent little face.

Black lines twisted and dyed half of his cheek, exuding a cold and ominous aura.

The girl tried to lower her head in panic, but Jiang He held her face tightly.

She turned pale and begged:
"Master, don't look."

"Minxin is very cute, why don't you let Master see her?"

Jiang He gently touched the dark lines on her face. If she hadn't overdrawn herself to save herself, she wouldn't have fallen into this situation.

Bai Minxin is absolutely stunning as an adult.

He was shocked at the time that Xiao Minxin now actually felt inferior about her appearance.

"Because I don't like Master! So I don't want Master to see it."

Xiao Minxin bit her lips, her eyes misty, and added carefully,

"They all say that this is an ominous sign and that anyone who touches it will be unlucky. Master, don't touch it. Don't comfort me because I'm lying."

This girl, does she think that she is comforting her? Even if this black pattern is not only a curse, but also a symbol of bad luck, Jiang He is not afraid at all.

In his eyes, even though half of Bai Minxin's face had black lines, it still couldn't hide her cuteness.

Jiang He held her little face and kissed the black lines in Xiao Minxin's surprised eyes.

Her little face turned red with shame and her long eyelashes trembled.

Jiang He let go of her hand and looked at her shy eyes teasingly:

"Do you still feel that the master is comforting you?"

"Humph! I don't like Master anymore!"

She hummed and buried her little face in Jiang He's arms. Her crystal earlobes were rosy and translucent between her silver hair.

Jiang He couldn't help but reach out and pinch it, it felt warm.

"Well, Master, don't do it."

The little girl's body softened and she lay on Jiang He, murmuring softly.

After she said that, Jiang He couldn't help but continue rubbing it. It was very elastic and felt good.

Bai Minxin didn't say anything else, but her little body became hotter and hotter.

The warm little body made Jiang He regain the feeling of hugging Jin'er, which was particularly comfortable in this cold winter.

Until Xiao Minxin couldn't help but breathe softly and fell into Jiang He's arms like mud.

He then realized something was wrong, and his hand, which was still rubbing her earlobe, froze.

"Hmm, Master?"

Bai Minxin's eyes were moist. She raised her little face and looked at Jiang He, pouting her lips unconsciously, like a delicate little trumpet flower.

I don’t know if it was Jiang He’s illusion, but compared to the first time he saw Bai Minxin when he woke up from her sleep, she seemed to have grown a lot older now.

Does this mean that Bai Minxin is gradually returning to normal?
Jiang He withdrew his hand awkwardly and tried carefully:

"Minxin, what does it feel like when Master touches your earlobe?"

"It's annoying! It just feels warm."

Bai Minxin buried her little face in it again, her earlobes red and steam coming out of them.

Jiang He also breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

Yes, although Bai Minxin is a real dragon, there was a saying in his previous life about the nature of dragons.

But it’s not to the point where you can feel something just by pinching your earlobe.

But how old is Bai Minxin?

She is the descendant of the dead true dragon, and that true dragon had died at least when the Zhu Ming Immortal Sect was destroyed.

That was hundreds of years ago.
Even if he was sealed with magic, Jiang He had been sleeping for several years.
Judging from Bai Minxin’s previous age, even though she still looks very young now, she is already a grown-up girl.

Men and women are different and should maintain an appropriate distance.

Jiang He thought so and gently pulled the girl out of his arms:

"Okay, Minxin is not a child anymore. Let's clean up these fish with Master and go home."

After leaving Jiang He's arms, Xiao Minxin seemed a little confused.

As if she had thought of something, her face turned pale and her fingers tangled together awkwardly. She mumbled:
"No, I don't hate you, Master."

Jiang He didn't notice Xiao Minxin's expression. He strung the fish together and asked in confusion:
"what?"

"I"

Bai Minxin took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling, and whispered,

"Actually, I like Master very much, but I'm just embarrassed."

How could this stubborn girl say such straightforward words?

Jiang He saw her uneasy look and suddenly understood something.

(End of this chapter)