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Snow-white long fingers casually picked up the pot lid, but his eyes still fell on the documents in his hands. The hand holding the pot lid picked up the pot of tea, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently.
" Seemingly seeing the young man's subtle raised eyebrows, he put the teapot back, closed the lid, and poured a pot of hot tea from a white porcelain cup.
In the study, the incense that the old housekeeper lit for Jing Yan was still burning, and the thin smoke was blowing smoke rings with a mellow fragrance.
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Suddenly, the door to the study room was slowly pushed open, gently. The person who pushed the door seemed to be very scared, fearing that the second master in the room would be offended if the sound was louder.
Jing Yanxiu leaned lazily on the chair, his dark and cold eyes under his broken hair raised emotionlessly, and his fingertips were still playing with the white porcelain cup just now.
When he saw the thing that came in, Mr. Jing's black eyes narrowed casually, and his long snow-white fingers rubbed the rim of the cup. The anxious voice of the old butler outside the door also came, "Oh, my ancestors." , You can¡¯t break into this! Hey, ancestor¡ª¡ª"
The old housekeeper was suddenly startled by his words. The ¡®ancestor¡¯ he was talking about was grinning with a bloody mouth and roaring at him, which frightened the old housekeeper into a cold sweat.
"Come in." A faint voice came from the room.
The old housekeeper was stunned and was about to go in, but he didn¡¯t expect the ¡®ancestor¡¯ to walk in on his own.
Immediately afterwards, another cold voice was heard, "Close the door."
The door was closed in the next second. The old housekeeper could see that when the door was closed, the 'ancestor' was hanging behind his buttocks and wagging his big tail. He looked happy, but he was not as fierce as he usually was in the house.
The old housekeeper wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, forget it forget it As long as the second master is not angry
He was awake in a cold sweat and left quickly. As he was leaving, he saw the adjutant returning from finishing his work. The old housekeeper quickly grabbed him and said, "Adjutant Su, are you going to see the second master?"
Adjutant Su stopped and was a little confused, "Yeah, what's wrong?"
"The white tiger raised by the second master is in the room. Adjutant Su, are you sure you want to go at this time?" the old housekeeper asked worriedly.
This white tiger was encountered in the mountains when the second master went out. Later, the second master went out to fight, so he left Bai Hu in the commander's mansion. Five years later, the second master is still the same as before, and the white tiger is still the same white tiger. Apart from the second master, no one is afraid of him.
Hearing this, Adjutant Su paused, then shook his head and said with a smile, "But isn't the second master in the room? What are you afraid of if there is a second master?"
At this moment, in the study room, as the study door closed, the thing at the door slowly walked over.
With his huge body, he was almost as tall as two adult men when he stood up. The thick flesh pads stepped on the ground without making any sound. Its hair is soft and smooth, white with black stripes, and its silver eyes are cold.
With its tail hanging behind its buttocks swaying gently, the white tiger obediently walked over with his big head lowered and crawled at Jing Yanxiu's feet.
It raised its head, and carefully used its big head to cup the man's hand that was hanging casually on one side.
The silver beast's eyes were gleaming, and the way he was carefully begging his master to caress him was different from the ferocious spirit that usually kept strangers away and would eat them if they did.
But who would have thought that as soon as its big head raised and touched Master Jing¡¯s fingertips, Master Jing frowned and raised his hand. His eyes fell coldly on Bai Hu. When Bai Hu saw it, he lowered his head in grievance and lay on his feet. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com