Chapter 113: An indifferent man who is easily stimulated
He smiled at the scoundrel on the bed, bent down to pick up the pillow on the ground, and threw it back, "You remember, if you go on a blind date with someone in the future, you must not talk or move, and when you enter the cave room, cook the raw rice into ......."
Seeing another pillow rushing to his face, An Lan flashed quickly and ran outside the house. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The pillow slammed against the door, and the door panel shook for a while.
"Your mouth is really indebted." Yan Zimu stood outside the room with his hands in his hands, sneering.
An Lan stuck out his tongue and sneered, "I really don't know what to do, I'm doing this for her good." ā
Even Xiao Feibai, who was lying under the wall basking in the sun, buried his head and didn't bother to take care of him.
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The door opened, and I was dressed in water-colored clothes, refreshing and refreshing.
Zimu and An Lan, who were standing on the edge of the bamboo forest, looked sideways at the same time.
Xiao Feibai opened his brown eyes, and there were complex flashes of light in them.
Chang Ting held the hem of his skirt in both hands, stood there frowning and shouted, "Second Senior Brother, you bought this according to your own figure, right?" The skirt is mopping the floor, can you change it? ā
Zimu took the lead in recovering from the amazement, and said with a slight smile, "Women's dresses are like this, and my sister will get used to it after wearing them for a few days." ā
Changting pouted and stomped his feet, "Then I can't be busy all day long, and I can't do laundry!" Who designed it, it's too much trouble! ā
Suddenly there was a figure in front of him, Chang Ting was startled at first, and then he looked at the impressively enlarged smiling face in front of him, "Second Senior Brother, your harath is going to flow to me!" ā
An Lan was pushed by her disgust, and then she didn't give up and leaned over again, and begged shamelessly: "Senior sister, will you marry me?" ā
Changting was slightly stunned, and before she could make a move in person, Zimu's fingers had already screwed into An Lan's ears.
"Oops!" An Lan screamed again and again, "Senior brother, if you have the same idea, I'll let you do it!" They are all the same door, why bother to do this! Yes! ā
"Senior brother, beat him up!" Changting dragged the long skirt, endured the pain, and moved towards the edge of the bamboo forest angrily.
"Wow! Who is this?! ā
Suddenly, the incomparably exaggerated exclamation of dust and smoke sounded high not far away.
Zimu stopped, and An Lan was finally relieved.
Changting glanced at his eyes, and in an instant, his face turned red.
Just when she immediately turned around and was in a hurry to return to the room, Zimu's figure moved, and he had used his tall body to block the door of the room.
An Lan slapped the dirt on his body leisurely, pretended not to see anyone coming, and shouted: "Little junior sister, the disciples in the valley have all fried the pot after knowing that you are your daughter." Just those female disciples who loved you before even had the heart to commit suicide. ā
Chang Ting stood at the door of the room, cramped and uneasy to cast a pleading gaze at Zi Mu, Zi Mu looked up at the sky, and his tall body did not move at all.
"The scary thing is that I heard that those female disciples still have hatred out of love!" An Lan's voice was extremely loud, lest the disciples of the whole valley not hear it, "You have to be careful when you go out in the future, don't let them sneak attack from behind!" That's not the most terrifying, I just heard that some male disciples have already fought in order to compete for you, and the pavilion master is now anxiously thinking of countermeasures! ā
Changting had already begun to reach out to pull Zimu's shirt, and the force was getting more and more violent, and his movements were getting more and more rough.
Zi Mu was afraid of accidentally pulling her pain, so she could only keep one movement motionless. He secretly complained in his heart, and kept glancing at the dust and smoke with his eyes.
"Do you see that pile of supplements on the stone table?" An Lan shouted at the top of his throat, and raised his finger to the stone table in the bamboo forest, and sure enough, there were a lot of things on it, "Those are all those male disciples who love you, and they are rushing to send them!" Just a little bit in the morning, I stopped five at the door. Big brother, did you stop it? ā
Zimu couldn't hold it anymore, and said in a low voice: "It's not as much as you stopped, just three copies." ā
Dusty stood there with his head bowed and smiling, his chest almost bursting.
Just as Chang Ting hurriedly hit Zimu with his hand, a white figure quickly moved to her side.
"Ahh
Under her sudden cry of pain, the whole person was already held in her arms.
Yan Zimu, An Lan, and Chenyan were all dumbfounded, they really couldn't imagine that a piece of clothing and a few words could stimulate such an indifferent person to such an extent.
Hua Muhan lowered his eyes and glanced coldly, and strode straight towards the outside of the Junzi Garden.
Changting broke out in a cold sweat in pain, and shouted in shame and embarrassment, "Let go of me!" All three of you are dead! Come and help! Brother! Bite him! ā
Xiao Feibai stood at the base of the wall, his melancholy eyes full of hesitation.
An Lan chased after him, yelling at Hua Muhan in his mouth, but he didn't move in his hands, "Lord, my little junior sister still has injuries on her body, you can't treat her so rudely!" ā
Hua Muhan glanced at An Lan with a cold gaze, but when he saw his secret gesture of encouragement, he smiled secretly in his heart and ignored it.
Yan Zimu and Chenyan looked at the sky and the ground, but they didn't look at the people who were asking for help everywhere.
"Hua Muhan! I'm still wounded! Changting was shy and anxious.
The pace was indeed much slower, but the arms were tighter.
"Be smarter, and if you struggle again, it's you who will hurt." Hua Muhan's faint tone revealed a hint of stiffness, "If you are willing, I can seal your acupuncture points first." ā
Chang Ting rolled his eyes at him helplessly, stopped churning, and his head began to run at high speed, thinking of a more reliable way to save himself.
An Lan secretly asked the other two with a sneer, "Do you want to peek?" ā
Zimu glanced at her solemnly and didn't say anything.
Dusty has a thief's heart, but he doesn't have the courage to be a thief, pouting and shaking his head.
"Humph!" An Lan's face showed unbridled disdain, "You two are really cowardly!" ā
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"Don't be like this, everyone will misunderstand......" Seeing that the flower garden was about to fall, Changting looked at the cold face pitifully, and a pair of big watery eyes were full of pleading.
Hua Muhan stopped, lowered his eyes to look at her, and his expression was gloomy, "What is the misunderstanding?" Who are you afraid of misunderstanding? Those male disciples? ā
Changting wanted to cry without tears, "You obviously know that it was my second senior brother who said that on purpose." ā
"Do you dare to say that the pile of things on the table wasn't sent by those male disciples?" Hua Muhan stared at her eyes.
Chang Ting patiently explained to him, "It was indeed sent by some senior brothers, but that's because the relationship between us was good before, not what you imagined." ā
(To be continued.) )