Hua Muhan smiled silently, this always generous big boy would actually be shy. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It's just that her shy appearance seems to be a little girl......

Chang Ting was almost suffocated with nervousness, his palms were covered with sweat, his eyes were lowered and he stared at his knees, not daring to move. Her brain was no longer functioning properly, and she felt a strange sensation in her heart.

Suddenly, the tall body behind her leaned towards her left front.

Changting's back stiffened, and there was only a pair of eyes left where he could move up and down his body.

Hua Muhan didn't tie her hair after she got up, and her long hair slid over her left cheek like a waterfall, and suddenly, her face burned like fire, but her neck couldn't move for half a minute.

The back of her head, her left shoulder, and her solid chest......

She glanced at her chin and thin lips that were close at hand.

The floral fragrance is faint......

Hua Muhan's fingers flipped in the drawer, slightly.

He felt the warm breath gently lapping on his neck......

The moment his body stood up straight, a touch of loss faintly passed through Chang Ting's heart.

Seeing her eyes dark and bright looking into her hands, Hua Muhan put the small white and cyan jade crown on top of her head, and said with a faint smile: "This is what I wore when I was thirteen or fourteen years old." ”

"Isn't it precious?" Chang Ting's voice was very soft, very different from the usual clearness.

Hua Muhan glanced in the mirror, "You don't need to return this, when you get older, you can't wear it." ”

Changting was slightly stunned.

When you reach the age of ......

She didn't know how long she could stay here, could she really stay until this jade crown was too small to wear?

"This ......" Dust and Smoke were entering the room with water, and when he saw this scene, he was stunned at the door.

The master would actually tie the hair of that stinky boy himself?!

He's cleanliness!

Hua Muhan ignored his existence, looked in the mirror, and straightened the jade crown, "Okay." ”

Changting looked at the mirror and carefully looked at the young man who was refreshing, with bright eyes and bright teeth, red lips and white teeth, and couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh, "Hehe, it turns out that I am so handsome!"

As she spoke, she also got up and spun around in front of the dust, and raised her eyebrows at him proudly, "What's the matter?

The dust and smoke rolled her eyes towards the roof, but the corner of her eyes always swirled on her face.

At the moment when Chang Ting's face turned to Hua Muhan's side, a strange look faintly flashed in his eyes.

This handsome, heroic face, he seems to be familiar......

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Chang Ting wore the brocade robe, and then tied up her hair, as if she was a different person, so that the eyes of all the servants were rolling on her body. She had a strong premonition that soon, someone would come to book a son-in-law.

After breakfast, Hua Muhan practiced his sword under the flower tree, and the sword aura of a soft sword dance was like a rainbow, causing flowers to rain all over the place, but half of it couldn't touch his body.

Changting's excited palms were almost swollen, and Dust and Smoke leaned against a peach tree, constantly squinting at her.

He didn't believe that there would be such a man in this world, who was too feminine and too much like a girl, but with such an unconcealable heroic spirit, how could he look like a curse!

A few days ago, he led her to wander around the valley, and one of those female disciples, whether they were old or young, tried to strike up a conversation, and their hot eyes all bypassed him and swirled on her face.

He was sure that in less than a year and a half, this stinky boy would have to become Anlan's second, and the obvious momentum would be even stronger. He really admires Old Man Ren, such an apprentice, he came to choose one by one.

"Beautiful!" Chang Ting danced there excitedly, his eyebrows flying.

The dust and smoke glanced at her, and she didn't like her ass very much, "Master practice a sword, as for exciteing you like this, can you be more reserved?"

Chang Ting's interface without thinking, "Reserved is the temperament that girls should have, I'm a big rough man, what are you pretending to do!"

Chenyan pouted and sneered, "You go back and take a good look in the mirror, where are you a little rough old man should have, you can worship the gentleman's court, you really deserve it!"

Chang Ting was puzzled and walked in front of him, "What do you mean by this?

Chenyan raised his eyebrows and smiled evilly, "When you meet your second senior brother, you will understand what is going on." I believe that with you staying in Sanssouci Valley, he will not have to wander outside all year round in the future. ”

Changting was even more confused, and just as she was about to ask, Hua Muhan put away her sword and walked towards the stone table, "Dusty Smoke, how about you try her basic skills." ”

Chenyan immediately raised his eyebrows and jumped out, "Come on, stinky boy, shine guy!"

Changting glanced at Hua Muhan, who was sitting on the stone bench drinking tea leisurely, holding a sword, puffing out his cheeks and walking towards the dusty side, "What's there, isn't it just for the master to be a sparring partner, the master can't ask for it!"

Hua Muhan didn't swallow a mouthful of water, and it dripped onto his clothes.

Chenyan smiled helplessly, casually put the long sword in his hand on the ground at his feet, and beckoned to her, "Come on, come on, the master will take the initiative to be a sparring partner for you today, if you don't fight back, see how long you can support it!"

When Chang Ting heard this, he hurriedly pretended to shake his head again and again, "Oh, how can this work, how can I bully you like this, how can I ...... Be ruthless!"

In the second half of the sentence, her tone changed suddenly, and she drew her sword and stabbed in front of the dusty smoke.

"You stinky boy, you have learned to sneak attack!" Chenyan's body turned in the air, and he had already gone up to the treetops on the side, and shook his head again and again towards Hua Muhan, who was drinking tea, "Master, have you seen it, this kid and An Lan may be brothers who have been separated for many years." ”

Hua Muhan picked up a folding fan on the stone table, fanned it leisurely, and kept smiling lightly, "Let's not talk about An Lan's calligraphy and painting, the craftsmanship of this paste fan is really good." ”

When Chang Ting heard this, his eyes sparkled and temporarily threw down the dust and smoke from the tree, and leaned in front of the folding fan, "Wow! Is this paper fan made by my second senior brother? Look at the words on it, look at the painting on it! How well it is written, how well it is painted! He is so talented! No wonder you are always jealous of him!"

Hua Muhan suddenly closed the fan and gently tapped the top of her head, "Go, continue." ”

Chang Ting stuck out his tongue at him and grimaced, picked up his sword and ran under the tree to curse.

Looking at the two of them playing together, Hua Muhan re-unfolded the folding fan in his hand and drank tea under the tree.

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Chenyan really put his hands behind his back, blindly knowing how to dodge, but no matter what, Chang Ting's sword never got close to him.