The young man's expression suddenly became flustered, he lowered his head and quickly put the thing he was holding in his hand on the table in front of Chang Ting, and said vaguely: "This is a little bit of my heart, please take it ...... senior sister"

Chang Ting looked at the small jade pendant, and the muscles in the corners of his eyes twitched. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

She hurriedly stuffed the thing back into the hand of the young man who was obviously in love, and pretended to calmly refuse: "Senior brother is too polite, senior sister This is a free clinic, and I don't accept thank you." Come on, next!"

The young man entered the house with a grudge that moved step by step, and Chang Ting's cold sweat that was frightened by him came out.

If you want to learn a good medical skill, you have to beware of the little doll's crush, it's really not easy!

"Senior Sister Baili!" In the distance, a male disciple's voice sounded high, "Everyone already knows that you are a woman, why are you still wearing men's clothes?"

Changting sighed bitterly, and his dream of using this to improve his actual combat ability was completely shattered.

"Senior sister doesn't often go out of the valley, why don't you wait for tomorrow, senior brother will buy you two and come back?" A male disciple who was closer to her immediately rushed to pick up the words.

"How can my sister wear the clothes you gave, with your vulgar eyes, what suitable can you buy!"

One word came out, and all the words were harmonious, and suddenly, the team made a fuss, and the noise was so annoying.

Just as the noise was getting louder and louder, and the disturbed Zhang Lingyue frowned and looked out, Chang Ting suddenly got up, propped his arm on the table, and jumped on the table.

"Shut up all to my aunt and grandmother!" she stood on the table and pinched her waist and shouted, "From today onwards, anyone who dares to come to pretend to be sick or dare to come wild will be blacklisted and will never be allowed to come to the medicine bed again!"

All the disciples suddenly fell silent, and their eyes fell on the person who was in a frenzy.

Zhang Lingyue shook her head lightly with a wry smile, closed her eyes, calmed down, and continued to look at the disciples in the room.

Chang Ting glanced at the disciples with a clear gaze, secretly wondering if it was time to jump off the table next.

Suddenly, her expression froze, and her eyes were fixed on a piece of snow behind the disciples.

Seeing that the familiar figure turned to leave, she jumped off the ground, pushed away the disciples who had gathered around, and rushed towards the dense forest outside the medicine furrow.

All the disciples were stunned, and when they returned to their senses and raised their eyes to look for it, her shadow had long disappeared from the medicine bed.

As soon as she came out of the medicine bed, before she could scan the surroundings, her wrist was tightened.

Before she could ask a question, she was dragged through the forest for a while.

The closest to Yaoqi is Junziyuan, a turn, through the bamboo forest, to the plum forest.

The red plum is dotted, and there is still residual snow on the petals, and the dark fragrance is faint.

"When did you come back? Your father ......?"

Before he could stand firm under his feet and finish his words, Chang Ting was kissed suddenly, and he couldn't breathe.

She took a few steps back, until her back rested on the trunk of a red plum tree.

She was stunned at first, and then she was hooked into a deep sweetness and joy by that kiss.

The long kiss came directly, even roughly, as if it was going to suck her whole body into her mouth.

That burst of rapid walking made her wheezing uneven, and after a while, she was on the verge of suffocation.

Pushing the solid chest with great effort, she gasped and asked impatiently, "Why did you come back suddenly?"

Hua Muhan stared at her heroic and bright face, and a sneer hung on the corner of her lips, "If I don't come back suddenly, how can I see such a spectacular scene." ”

"What spectacular scene?" Chang Ting was stunned.

"It's too cold outside, let's go back to the room. Hua Muhan pulled her and walked to the other side of the room.

"Why do you want to come to Junziyuan? I live in Yaoqi now. Have you been back to the Fallen Garden?"

Hua Muhan said quickly as he walked: "I didn't come back to the flower garden. ”

"Then you ......"

As soon as he stepped into the room, Hua Muhan closed the door, and without waiting for Changting to finish speaking, he hugged her and stuck it on the door.

"Hua Muhan ......" Chang Ting buried his head deeply in shame.

Hua Muhan raised her right hand and hooked her chin with her long index finger, and her thin lips couldn't wait to cover her small cherry lips.

"Don't ...... like this" Chang Ting struggled, not daring to look at him.

Hua Muhan stared at her with burning eyes, her lips lightly pressed against her right cheek, and her breath became heavier, "What do you want me to do?"

Chang Ting was at a loss and didn't even have a place to put his hands, dodging his kiss, his voice was weak and inaudible, "How long have you been standing there......"

"Did I see something I shouldn't see?" Hua Muhan's lips left her, narrowing his eyes to look at her.

"Nonsense, I didn't do anything unseemly. Changting reached out to pull his arm, but he couldn't shake him.

"I remember that before I left, I told you not to get too close to those male disciples, and you took my words as a deaf ear. Hua Muhan's arm was forced, so that the two bodies were tightly together.

Changting was embarrassed and pushed him hard, "Can we sit down and talk well, don't be so manipulative." ”

The corners of Hua Muhan's lips hooked up a deep smile, and he nodded lightly, "Okay." ”

Before Changting could breathe a sigh of relief, she had already been dragged to the side of the bed.

"You let go of me, I'll go burn you some hot ......"

Hua Muhan hugged her in his arms and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Hua Muhan, don't go too far!" Chang Ting was shy and anxious, shouting as he struggled.

"If you move any more, I'll carry you to bed. Hua Muhan whispered softly in her ear.

"You're threatening me, I'm ...... I ......" Under the quiet gaze of those cold eyes, Changting's struggle became weaker and weaker, and his confidence became less and less.

She knew that he was the kind of person who did what he said he would.

"Obediently, let me hug you like this. Hua Muhan's gaze softened, "Are all the injuries healed?"

Chang Ting pillowed in the crook of his strong arm, nodded slightly, and raised his eyes to look into his eyes, "How is your father?"

The corners of Hua Muhan's lips barely moved, and there was a hint of helplessness hidden in his squinted eyes, "My spirit has been a little better these days, but thanks to the recipe left by Zhang Lingyue, he has made him feel much better." ”

"Hua Muhan......" Chang Ting didn't know what to say to comfort for a while.

"Isn't it, miss me?" Hua Muhan raised her body too high and stared deeply into her clear eyes.

Chang Ting touched his forehead with his hand, covering up the embarrassment and panic, "Who misses you, I've been very busy these days, and I can't take care of anything......"

Hua Muhan's eyes seemed to be full of smiles, "How many heavy snowfalls, can you build a snowman?"

Chang Ting's heart groaned, and he stared at him with round eyes, "Who is falling into the flower garden now?"

(To be continued.) )