"You can't be gentle with me, in the past few years, you can scare me at every turn......" Changting pouted. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking at her coquettish appearance, Hua Muhan's voice was softer, "No, can you be obedient?" If you have nothing to do, go to the flower garden more, and if you like to build snowmen, you can build more. ”

Chang Ting bowed his head weakly, and muttered vaguely: "What is there to pile up on ......the snowman?"

Hua Muhan pursed her lips and smiled, hesitated again and again, and let go of her hand, "I'm leaving." ”

"Well...... Chang Ting gently grabbed the corner of his clothes, not daring to look like him, his heart was full of loneliness and reluctance.

Lowering her eyes, her gaze fell first on the delicate dagger at her waist, and then on the white ring on her finger.

At the moment when Hua Muhan turned around, she grabbed his arm suddenly, and on tiptoe printed a sweet kiss on his thin lips.

When Hua Muhan was still immersed in the sudden sweetness and happiness, Changting pulled out his legs and ran in the direction of Yaoqi.

"I'm really happy today! I will wait for you! ”

Hearing that clear voice resounded throughout the valley, Hua Muhan smiled comfortably, and saw the white figure disappear into the flying snow, before turning around and hurriedly walking in the direction of the valley mouth.

Passing by the flower garden in the middle, he couldn't help but go in and take a walk.

He is in various postures, all over the flower tree.

Finally, he stood in front of the snowman with the words carved on his chest.

Changting's words are vigorous and powerful, and it really doesn't look like it came from a woman's hand.

She is the one who is shy, and she is the one who is bold......

She made a promise, and since she agreed, she will definitely wait for her to come back with peace of mind.

Hua Muhan hooked his lips and smiled, and then floated out of the valley.

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When Changting plunged into the medicine furrow, there were still several disciples who saw a doctor.

Seeing that those disciples were staring at her with strange eyes, she greeted them randomly, and shouted to Zhang Lingyue, who was still sitting in the clinic, and went into her room.

Her face was so hot that she gasped for a long time at the door before she walked to the mirror.

With a glance, she immediately understood why those disciples' gazes were so strange.

On the snow-white neck, purple ambiguous dots.

Covering her face, she threw herself on the bed and slammed her head on the pillow.

Damn! Find a piece of tender tofu and hit it to death!

That savage man, does he think of himself as food?

Wait a minute! At that time, I seemed to be ...... It's not very gentle......

Well, on his neck, won't also ......

Oh, my God! Turn back the clock!

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The night was deep, and the wind and snow were getting heavier.

Changting really couldn't sleep, she glanced at Xiao Feibai, who was sleeping, dressed and went out.

Zhang Lingyue stood at the door of her room, looking at the back of the man, frowning and shaking her head and sighing lightly.

During dinner, although Chang Ting repeatedly covered it up, he still found those marks on her neck.

He knew that Hua Muhan had come back, so he naturally understood what happened between the two.

In the past two months, he has always wanted to talk to Changting, but he always felt that as a male elder, it was inappropriate to talk to a female doll about this.

When Changting passed out, Hua Muhan talked to him a lot in the falling flower garden, and told him a lot, and he agreed, so he couldn't be untrustworthy.

He only hopes that the daughter of his brother-in-law can live a comfortable and happy life for the rest of her life.

Quietly out of the medicine furrow, Changting braved the wind and snow to walk to the falling flower garden.

She is a resolute person, she doesn't make a decision, and since she has made a decision, she will not change it easily.

It's just that she still thinks that it was very timid, and she should take advantage of the dark snow this night to ruin it.

Standing in front of those snowmen, she was reluctant to do it several times.

Those cold and deep eyes were looking at her gently and coldly, and she really couldn't make up her mind.

Walking around, her footsteps stopped in front of the "he" engraved with Xu Zhimo's poems.

Bingbing's fingers naughtily poked his nose, chin, and cheeks, sticking out his tongue and making faces at him.

As her gaze moved downward, suddenly, her eyes widened and rounded.

He...... Been here?!

At the bottom of the verse, there are two deep words - wait for me.

Didn't he say that he hadn't been to the Falling Flower Garden?

Could it be that he turned a corner before leaving?

Damn! What a miscalculation!

Standing there in frustration for a long time, Chang Ting let out a long breath.

If you see it all, then you don't have to destroy it, just break the can and break it, and pile it up all at once!

In the middle of the night, there were a few more "janitors" who resembled him in the flower garden.

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Lovesickness is almost a disease, but the narcissistic and savage man just refuses to write a letter, and Changting is about to scold him into a sieve in his heart.

Sui Changqing, Ren Rufeng, Yan Zimu, and most of the Sanssouci Valley disciples all seemed to have evaporated from the world, and they didn't even come back for the New Year.

After the turn of the year, a month had passed, and before the man came back, the news came that Emperor Qingsang had died and the crown prince had succeeded to the throne.

Remembering that he had gone to the prince's wedding banquet a year ago, Changting secretly sighed that fate was fickle.

But what she thought about more was the brief reunion between the two in the small courtyard after the wedding banquet was over.

Although I am afraid of hurting him, I am even more afraid of losing him.

Being able to spend one more day with him is also earned.

It's better not to think about anything, do your best, and love him well on this day.

But where is he now?

Changting really gritted his teeth with hatred, and he couldn't wait to jump on the horse and run to Kaiyang to scold him.

But when he thought of his father, the worry in his heart was greater than the complaint.

She has developed a great interest in medicine, and her understanding is also excellent, although she has not been able to diagnose people, but she has already flipped through the medical books in Zhang Lingyue's room.

One day, she was standing in front of the table with Xiao Feibai in her arms, tasting the various medicinal herbs on it.

"Phew!" She vomited wildly, and the startled Xiao Feibai jumped to the ground, avoiding the distance, "Uncle Zhang!" This thing is bitter and astringent, just one bite, my tongue is numb, can you give something to explain? ”

Zhang Lingyue was checking the pulse of the disciple outside the room, and shook her head helplessly and smiled bitterly, "You, although you have more than enough understanding, you are not a material to be a man." ”

Suddenly, there was laughter in the outer room.

Chang Ting glanced at Zhang Lingyue through the open door, and while picking up the kettle to rinse his mouth, he pouted and shouted: "I know, I'm not as good as my little sister, but isn't there a good saying, diligence can make up for clumsiness, I'm such a diligent person, how can I not become a world-famous good man!" ”

Zhang Lingyue had to stop checking her pulse for the time being, and said with a smile in the room: "It's okay to be a good man who does his duty, and he still says that he wants to be world-famous, this heart is too big." ”

Chang Ting was unconvinced, "A soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier, so naturally, he doesn't want to be a world-famous Langzhong, and he is not a good Langzhong!" ”

(To be continued.) )