This junior sister is really, why do you want to let yourself go and let yourself take A-Ning to play, is it possible that he thinks I will be interesting to A-Ning?

Come on, no matter how beautiful A-Ning is and how good he is, there is only one person he identifies as a junior sister, no matter how good others are, they can't stand up to a finger of their junior sister, no matter what, he won't betray, Lu Haichuan is a principled person. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Out of politeness, he still took A-Ning all the way, after all, he had met her so many times and had eaten many meals together, so he could be regarded as good friends, and he should take her to play.

Along the way, the two were silent, Qing was not there, and A-Ning felt quite awkward when he walked alone with Lu Haichuan, because he and he had nothing to say at all, although they were walking together, they had their own thoughts in their hearts.

A-Ning, who has always been smart and clever, naturally saw that Lu Haichuan was coping, since everyone was uncomfortable, it was better to disperse. So, she said to Lu Haichuan: "Senior Brother Lu, I want to go alone, you go back first." ”

Oh, Lu Haichuan looked at her, told her to be careful, and then turned around and left, he had long wanted to find his junior sister, and it was really boring to let himself be with others.

After a long time, A-Ning suddenly remembered that he was alone, he came to Zhaoyao Peak today, so it was better to stop by and have a look. So she walked through the dense peach forest, walked along the path of the bluestone slope to the moon cliff, and then walked up the peach branch stairs to the tree.

When passing by Qingli's door, she saw Qingli teasing the little yellow chicken, chatting happily with one person and one bird. After looking at it for a while, he didn't see Lu Haichuan's figure, and he thought that he had taken a shortcut, this time, he shouldn't have come back yet, or it wasn't necessary that he was tripped by a senior brother or sister on the way back.

No matter what, it's someone else's business, and it has nothing to do with you.

Ah Ning continued to go up, the closer she got to the tree house of the Swagger Fairy, the faster her heart beats, she recalled the number of times she had met the Swagger Fairy, it was simply a handful, but it was precisely because of such a rare encounter that A-Ning always remembered the Swagger Fairy, and even the shadow that appeared in his mind when he was sleeping.

Zhaoyao Immortal has always lived in a simple place, and the disciples of Waifeng can hardly touch him, if it weren't for his thoughts, A-Ning would not have started to dress up in the morning, and put on her most beautiful clothes, her only wish is to be able to go to Zhaoyao Peak to look at him, whether he can see himself or not, and no matter what she thinks of herself.

When he was about to walk to the platform, A-Ning covered his chest, really, why is it so unproductive, he didn't even see anyone, his heartbeat was already too fast, is this the rhythm of beating gongs and drums.

After stopping and slowing down for a while, A-Ning felt better and continued to walk up.

Fortunately, the swagger fairy was not outside the house, so it avoided the embarrassment of suddenly breaking in, A-Ning cautiously moved to the platform, not daring to make a sound, she was afraid that she would disturb the male god, and she was even more afraid of making the male god angry.

In the house, under the clear windowsill, the swaggering fairy is concentrating on painting, his appearance is so devoted, a pair of black eyebrows reveal a compelling heroic spirit, under the long eyelashes, a pair of eyes are as deep as the water in Najian Lake, his hard and clear lines, and extremely serious look, under the illumination of the scattered light from the full window, it looks particularly vivid and charming!

She stood outside the door, like a tree with roots, and stood there quietly, staring at the swaggering fairy in the room, not daring to make any sound, and even suppressing the movement of her breathing to the minimum.

With low eyebrows, Zhao Shaoxian grinded it, added a little water to melt the ink, and adjusted it into thick ink, light ink, dry ink and moist ink, and carefully traced it on the rice paper.

At first, A-Ning didn't see what was painted on the painting, she stood on tiptoe, only to find that the swaggering fairy painted the scenery of the spring stream, which was indeed a good place, inaccessible but unbelievably beautiful.

Spring water stream originates from Zhaoyao Peak, flows through the moon cliff and valley, and finally flows into Jianhu Lake, this water stream is not too wide, but the deep is not bottomless, the two banks of the stream are full of waterfalls and flowing springs, whenever spring comes, a hundred flowers are in full bloom, a hundred birds are singing, the stream water is like blue, how beautiful is it to mention it.

However, there is not only a beautiful scenery in the painting, but also the silhouette of a pair of beautiful people, who seem to be leaning against each other, and Edgeworth riding the wind, enjoying the beautiful scenery in the stream. If the person on the sword is himself and the swagger immortal, how good would it be, A-Ning fantasized stupidly, with a smile between his eyebrows, this is probably what people often say, I have feelings for you, A-Ning's defense line has already been breached.

At this moment, she really wanted to go over and help him study the ink, so she really wanted to quietly lean her face over and stare into his eyes.

Oh, I'm ashamed, I'm hiding in front of someone's house and peeking, this is not what a civilized monk should be, right, but A-Ning can't care so much, he just wants to see him, even if he just quietly stands in the corner and takes a look, but after one look, it is inevitable to look at the second and third glances, until he can't take his eyes off.

Some people, that's it, they don't do anything, they don't say anything, but they fascinate you, and A-Ning feels that her heart has jumped to her chest, as if it will fly out at any time.

There is no heavenly reason, I am a good girl, how could I be like this for a man's A Ning couldn't help but review herself, but, what kind of self-esteem and what image, when she came to the front of the swagger fairy, she still became crazy in a second.

This may be the power of love, A-Ning snickered in her heart, almost laughed, she quickly covered her mouth, fortunately she didn't look foreign. If he finds out, he will die miserably, if the male god knows that he is peeking at him, and he has been watching for so long, I don't know what the male god will think in his heart.

When the black pen turned dark, the image of the pair of beautiful people became clearer and clearer, and she saw a smile on the face of the swaggering fairy. Oh my God, the male god actually laughed, people are already good-looking, and they are even more fascinated when they laugh.

However, when A-Ning could clearly identify the two people in the painting, she froze, and her heart felt as if cold water had been poured on her, and she was cold from head to end.

One of the two people in the painting is a swaggering fairy, and the other is Qingli, why did the male god paint such a painting, and why did he, who has always been unfazed, show an indifferent smile on his face at the moment when he described Qingli's face?

It's so heartbreaking, Qingli's sister is too spoiled, she turned around and left.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he said to the fairy, "Who?" Then he chased out and looked, and found that there was no one outside.

Ah Ning, who was close to the back of the tree house, was extremely worried in her heart, she saw the swagger fairy looking around outside, to no avail, and went back to the house, so she tiptoed down from the platform, until she was far away, she ran up, she wanted to escape from here as fast as possible, she wanted to be alone and quiet. Please enter the text (to be continued.) )