Chang Ting hid beside Hua Muhan, the expression on his face became even more arrogant, and he turned around and provoked again and again, "Fight!" Come and fight! I'll lend you my guts! ”

Dust and smoke gave her a vicious look, flicked her sleeves, and walked towards the room in a huff. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Hua Muhan smiled helplessly, "As far as you are a trouble-seeking character, you will have to suffer sooner or later." ”

Chang Ting smiled, "I'm only looking for him alone, not for others." ”

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In the Junzi Garden, the plum blossoms bloom proudly against the snowflakes flying in the sky, and they are splendid.

The red plum is like fire, and the white snow falls on it, and the red set off is even more delicate; The white plum is as white as snow, but now it looks like the petals are clear and jade.

The dark fragrance is faint and intoxicating.

Changting first went back to the room to get the bamboo piece specially used to get snow, and then ran to Hua Muhan with the clay pot and handed the bamboo piece to him.

Hua Muhan's hand reached into the air, suddenly changed her mind, and took it to the clay pot she was holding in her arms, "I will press the plum branches, and you will come to fetch snow." ”

Changting was quite surprised, she knew that Hua Muhan had a serious cleanliness habit, and when she was picking up snow last year, she was just holding a clay pot as a follower, and he took it himself throughout the whole process.

Looking at the strange brilliance flashing in those big eyes, Hua Muhan pursed his lips and smiled, throwing away an encouraging look.

A branch of red plum fell from the top of his head, there was a fine snow powder sprinkled, Changting looked up and smiled sweetly, stood on tiptoe, and carefully pushed the white snow on the flower into the clay pot in Hua Muhan's arms.

Under the reflection of the red plum, her white and tender face is even more gorgeous.

Hua Muhan stared at her extremely focused appearance, her mind was in a trance, and she couldn't help but say softly, "Have you had a good time during this time?" ”

Changting's hand paused slightly, her tiptoe feet were suddenly flattened, her long eyelashes hung down like a butterfly with folded wings, she pursed her red little mouth, and replied sullenly: "I'm not happy either." ”

Hua Muhan pressed Mei Zhi's hand trembling slightly, the snow powder was rustled, and his voice was softer, "Tell me, why are you happy, and why are you unhappy?" ”

Chang Ting sighed quietly, stood on tiptoe again, and explained truthfully while taking snow: "My second senior brother came back for two months, so I am very happy......

Thinking of the laughter and laughter coming from the room on that rainy night, Hua Muhan lowered his eyes to look at the white snow in the clay pot, and interjected lightly, "You like Anlan very much?" ”

Chang Ting nodded without hesitation, a smile on his face, "Of course." I not only like my second senior brother, but also my senior brother, but unfortunately, I haven't seen him for nearly half a year. ”

A hint of helplessness flashed in Hua Muhan's eyes.

As soon as Yan Zimu was mentioned, Chang Ting's anger didn't come to one place, "It's so annoying to think about it, he doesn't have me as a junior brother in his heart at all!" Even if you don't come back, you should have a letter, right? Even if you don't write back, you should think of sending me something delicious, right? He has failed to live up to my adoration of him! ”

"The unhappy thing is that your senior brother didn't come back?"

When Chang Ting heard this, he immediately withdrew his raised arm, and glared at him with round eyes, "Of course not!" I'm not happy because you didn't tell me when you left Sanssouci Valley. ”

Hua Muhan slowly let go of the red plum in his hand, and his deep eyes flashed with an extremely imperceptible guilt.

"That day, before dawn, I ran to the flower garden in the rain. Unexpectedly, when I got there, the doors were locked......" Changting looked down at the snow, and his slightly aggrieved voice became lower and lower, "I was sulking for a while, but I still ran to take a look every day...... I thought you would be back at the end of autumn, but I didn't expect ......"

Suddenly, the clay pot was stuffed into his arms.

Chang Ting looked up in amazement, but only a faint voice floated in, "Wait for me here...... obediently"

She chased out two steps blankly, but there was still a trace of him in Merlin.

What's wrong with this?

Before the words were finished, he inexplicably left others and slipped away?

It's rude!

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Changting jumped to his feet, stretched out his hand to pull down the plum branch, and while absentmindedly taking the snow, he took his eyes and aimed straight in the direction where Hua Muhan disappeared.

Almost as soon as she noticed that the white figure appeared in Merlin, and before she could take a step to meet her, Hua Muhan had already arrived in front of her.

"Wow! You are simply stepping on the snow without a trace, traveling thousands of miles a day and wearing sandbags! She was stunned at first, and after Shaoqing came back to her senses, she pulled Hua Muhan's sleeve and pleaded with a shy face, "What, Lord, you see that my master is really unreliable, I finally have a senior brother, and I can't come back for a few days all year round, otherwise, I'll switch to your seat, right?" ”

Hua Muhan narrowed her phoenix eyes slightly and stared at her indifferently, patiently waiting for her to finish speaking.

"It is said that one day is a teacher and a father for life, as long as you are willing to promise to teach me such profound martial arts, I will definitely do my duty as an apprentice and serve you until you are old!" Chang Ting's big watery eyes were full of sincerity, and he almost swore to the sky.

Hua Muhan pulled back the sleeve that she was holding in her hand without the slightest expression, squinted at her, and said coldly: "You are not afraid of bullying the master and destroying the ancestors, and being expelled from the Valley of Worries by your master." ”

Changting was stunned for a moment, and then laughed embarrassedly, "It's just a joke, it's just a joke, why take it seriously......"

She lowered her head and spat out her tongue secretly, bent down and picked up the clay pot on the ground.

She was indeed deeply shocked by his profound light skills, and secretly hated that she should not have worshiped such an unreliable master, and now she even regretted her intestines.

Hua Muhan's cold face made her involuntarily feel a trace of fear in her heart, secretly glanced at him, and hurriedly continued to work obediently.

"This ......"

A long sword suddenly appeared in front of him, Chang Ting was so frightened that he hugged the clay pot and took several steps back, looking at Hua Muhan with a trembling voice, "Your ...... Lord, let's not bring this, I'm really talking about fun, you don't have to be so anxious, you have to clean the portal for my master, right? In the past two years, I owe you more and more debts, and if you just drive me away, you will be the one who suffers! ”

Hua Muhan rolled his eyelids lightly angrily, "I'll give it to you." ”

"Send ...... Send me ......" Chang Ting stared at the long sword in his hand in disbelief, stunned, "Give it to me?!" ”

Hua Muhan frowned impatiently slightly, and began to recycle his outstretched arm, "Don't forget it, go back and send dust and smoke." ”

"No!"

Chang Ting roared resolutely, put the clay pot in his arms on the ground, and rushed towards the long sword like a hungry tiger pounced, "Want!" Whoever doesn't want it, who is a big fool! You can open an arms shop in the dust and smoke room! ”