Wrapped in a white shirt, he looked extremely thin, but Qing Tian found out at this time that this little young master was not very old, but he was as tall as one meter eight. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

As he stepped out, he folded the sleeves of his undershirt up, ignoring the panic of the two girls at his feet, and his dark and calm eyes glanced at the sunny sky faintly, and then whistled into the air.

During the time period when Black Feather didn't come, the atmosphere in this place can be imagined, and the unrestrained teenager who used to be unrestrained seems to have finally learned to restrain himself after a serious illness, and the appearance of half leaning against the wall has a slightly melancholy temperament. Xiaoxi and Xiaobei didn't dare to look up at their young master, but Qingtian was not afraid.

Qingtian used his initial knowledge of the spell awareness stage to silently feel the breath on this person's body, and found that the person in front of him was only three points similar to the person who hugged her and shouted Hongying last night.

There's no reason why a person would suddenly become another person, and of course there's why he suddenly ran to his bed. If it's my lover, it's really... It's annoying.

But fortunately, Black Feather soon came over with a high-pitched chirping sound. A bird with a huge body could still hover in mid-air, Wu Qingqiu didn't give a few people a look, and jumped directly on the back of the bird and walked away.

When Qingtian saw his action of jumping up, he suddenly remembered that this little young master still had injuries on his body. Although he couldn't see it, he should always be able to feel it, and he didn't show any discomfort after being here for so long.

Sure enough, I can bear it...

When Wu Qingqiu left, the two girls got up from the ground with a sigh of relief.

Qingtian asked as he went downstairs, "Are you afraid of him?"

Xiaobei was relatively calm and didn't speak, but Xiaoxi said in a loud voice: "Why are we afraid? You ask the people of Aoba City, which one is not afraid of our little master?"

There was a hint of self-satisfaction in Xiaoxi's tone, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong with what he said on a sunny day, when Wu Qingqiu went to the street, he had seen the appearance of the common people jumping with his own eyes.

But in this way, they are very unreasonable about Wu Qingqiu's heartfelt feelings. But the sunny day was just a personal choice, and I didn't ask more.

Sunny breakfast, as usual, was placed under the pavilion in the garden by Cui'er, in order to heal his injuries faster, the demon asked also specially arranged a sick meal for her, in the past, the sunny day didn't think about it, but now that I think about it, I also feel that the demon asks, who seems to be the most careful.

Although the Chinese people pay attention to food and do not sleep and do not say anything, but Qingtian is really incompetent to accept the fact that a person sits and eats, and there are two hungry girls standing next to him. Fortunately, the amount of food in Juxian Building is relatively large, and on a sunny day, I beckoned the two girls to sit down and eat together.

Xiaoxi and Xiaobei look serious and serious on weekdays, but that is only when facing their little master and superiors, and the two of them are quite open to Xiao Qingtian, the object of their temporary protection. The three of you say a word, and the dinner table is also extremely lively, and the hearty laughter can be heard in the north and south buildings.

So after breakfast time, many sons came to the garden to bask in the sun.

Qingtian has never seen so many sons at the same time, and Xiaoxi Xiaobei has not had much contact with the sons of the backyard before, but he is a little blushing when he sees so many beautiful men at this time.

The two of them were thin-skinned without the slightest smile on a sunny day, but it made Xiaoxi angry, and ran to the artificial lake not far away to play with the fish. Xiaobei is much calmer, no matter how noisy it is, it has never been half a minute away from the sunny day.

When I was bored on a sunny day, I counted it, and there were more than a dozen sons in the garden. But fortunately, the garden is big enough, so it is not crowded, but a little like the chatter of ordinary people in their leisure time.

A few people who have leisure and leisure even moved out the guys who are on stage on weekdays, and it is very fun to play the piano and dance the other.

At this time, Qingtian found out that the black-faced Wuqi boy could also play the piano, Qingtian had never seen Wuqi on stage, so she always thought that these people who were attacking would not go on stage, after all, one or two were practicing martial arts, and they couldn't go up to perform chest crushing boulders and zama steps.

After listening carefully this time, I also found that the craftsmanship of this Wuqi boy is indeed not on the stage, and the melody is even a little intermittent, but it is a little like a beginner. The flowers in the backyard are all versatile, and for some reason they have to guard a person who can't play the piano to make a fuss there, and the atmosphere is extraordinarily lively.

On a sunny day, I took Xiaobei to the rockery to join in the fun, the rockery is next to the pavilion on one side, and the artificial lake on the other, and there is an open space in the middle. At this time, there were about seven or eight people surrounded in the open space, some of whom had seen some on sunny days and some who had not seen on sunny days, and they thought it was the son of the north building.

Before he got closer, he heard the tinkling of silver bells, and Qingtian instantly thought of the young man named Qingyan.

When I got closer, it wasn't Qingyan.

The boy wore a blue gauze and danced in the crowd. The sari was a little short, and a string of silver bells hanging from his ankles was revealed as he kicked and walked. There are small bells on the fair-skinned and delicate ankles, and with the young man's agile appearance, it hurts no matter how you look at it.

The young man danced vigorously, but Wuqi was forced to be pressed there to score Qingyan. Wuqi's face looked darker and darker, but he was still there patiently plucking the strings awkwardly.

There was soon some ridicule among the onlookers.

"Wuqi has been learning the piano well recently. ”

"Soon the beauty will be pregnant, hahahaha. ”

"Oh, no, you see that this tune doesn't match Qingyan's dance steps at all, and there is still a long way to go!"

"Qingyan is the best dancing in the flowers in our backyard, which can be matched by the ordinary sound of the piano!"

Qingtian listened to the meaning of these words, but there was a bit of a match between Wuqi and Qingyan, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, but after thinking about it, if the two of them can make a pair, the backyard flowers will be produced and sold by themselves, and no one will be able to dislike anyone in the future, which is not unreasonable.

But she saw that the way these two got along was completely the model of the elder brother and the younger brother. Moreover, Qingyan has a lively temperament, a smiling face all day long, and from time to time she has to do some pranks, Wuqi has a calm face all day long, no matter how you look at it, the two are not suitable for living together. Even if we want to complement each other, we can't do the two extremes together.

However, Qingtian didn't think about it anymore, in her heart, although there was no discrimination against homosexuals, the legalization of gay marriage in the place where she used to be had not passed after all, so in the heart of this old man, this kind of love between the same sex is not under her control.