Chang Ting's face was taken for granted, "What is there to say about this, fight bravely to kill the enemy, and make a lot of achievements." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info I have a preliminary plan to strive to become a small lieutenant general in three years, a general in five years, and as for the tenth year, hehe......"

"What about ten years from now?" Hua Muhan waited for her to continue with interest.

Chang Ting was full of spirits and his tone was sonorous, "Ten years later, I will become the marshal of the three armies!" I want to sit alone in the tent, strategize, and win thousands of miles away! ”

Hua Muhan looked at her ambitious appearance, and barely pulled a smile on her face, "It's that I have always underestimated you, but I didn't expect you to be so ambitious." Can you tell me, you're famous? Or is it for profit? ”

Chang Ting glanced at him fiercely, "Can you not be so vulgar, don't look at people through the crack in the door like this?" For the people! I joined the army for the people of the world! ”

Hua Muhan stared at her with complicated eyes, and only spoke again for a long time, "When I return to Kaiyang, won't you go back with me?" ”

The excitement on Chang Ting's face flickered, and the corners of his mouth twitched with difficulty, "It's better to wait for me to become a generalissimo in ten years, and then go to your house to see you." I still owe you a lot of debts, and in the current situation, I can't pay it back in a year and a half, and I want to pay you back twice as much when I become the generalissimo. ”

"Will you marry a wife in the next ten years?" Hua Muhan blurted out the question he wanted to ask the most.

Chang Ting shook his head lightly and said with a light smile: "No." ”

"Why?" Hua Muhan stared at her eyes.

Changting smiled bitterly, "I'm so poor, which girl will marry me." ”

"Those who are going to be generalissimos will be poor." Hua Muhan's tone carried a hint of banter, "Do you want to wait until you become famous before marrying?" ”

Changting still shook his head, "In my life, I won't marry a wife." ”

Hua Muhan's expression was shocked, "How can a normal person not marry a wife?" ”

"Then you treat me as abnormal, I won't marry anyway." Chang Ting's long eyelashes drooped, covering all the emotions in his eyes.

Hua Muhan was full of curiosity about her heart, "You said under the tree that day that if you want to marry a wife in this life, you will definitely marry that Su Ye, you ...... in your heart."

Chang Ting raised his eyes and looked at him, "I said it to the dust, how can you believe it, you don't know, there is no serious word between the two of us." ”

Hua Muhan's share of Su Ye was finally removed.

He was annoyed that he was irrational, and he couldn't even figure out something so easy to figure out.

"You won't marry, don't you...... Have someone in mind? Hua Muhan's nervous heart trembled.

Thinking of the night when she was drunk in the bamboo forest, his heart was full of longing and hope.

Perhaps, she will have the courage to take that step......

Looking at Hua Muhan who was approaching, Changting closed his eyes in a panic, "I'm sleepy, let's sleep." ”

Hua Muhan's eyes full of hope began to have a sense of loss.

After a long time, he pulled the corners of his mouth and said softly, "Sleep well." ”

Her long eyelashes fluttered in the moonlight.

Until he was sure that she was really asleep, he refused to look away.

He wanted to go one step further with her tonight, but he was afraid of scaring her.

Reason kept telling him that this was wrong, but he still couldn't help but want to get close to her.

He comforted himself in his heart, perhaps, this would be the only chance in their lives that the two of them could be so close......

He trembled his hand and grabbed her little soft hand.

The wooden ring on his thumb lightly touched the white jade ring on her finger.

It's good to be able to watch her so quietly all night.

In the haze, Changting seemed to see that on her finger, someone was wearing a ring woven of grass......

"No ......"

Hua Muhan's heart sank, his face changed color, and his eyebrows wrinkled.

"Uh, no, it's Hua Muhan......" Changting changed his words.

His eyebrows slowly relaxed, and his lips trembled uncontrollably, and he kissed her forehead.

"I want to pay off my debts......"

Hua Muhan was stunned, and her lips stopped an inch away from her forehead.

I almost choked and coughed, but fortunately he was forced to suppress it......

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The next day, when Hua Muhan opened his eyes, the people around him were gone.

Angry and frustrated, he didn't bother to put on his coat, and went out of the house in the close-fitting white silk garment.

Scanning the trees and under the trees, there was no shadow.

The displeasure in his heart was growing.

If you are unable to move, you can have a way to bypass yourself and go out quietly, which is really convincing.

It's impossible to climb trees and run, and you must have slipped back to Junzi's Garden!

Just as Hua Muhan turned around with a heavy face and was about to go back to dress, dust and smoke came over from the pottery room.

"Have you seen Changting?" Hua Muhan looked at him sideways.

"The stinky boy got up before dawn, and then went into my room and took the key to the pottery room. I just took a look, and she was tinkering with it inside, and the ground was full of water and mud. ”

Hua Muhan's clenched fists were released, and he didn't care about binding his hair and washing, and walked in the direction of the pottery room.

Pushing the door, he couldn't help but smile when he saw the man who was sitting in front of the clay table.

"Dust, why is this thing so disobedient, I'm about to succeed, he's too grandma!" Chang Ting thought that the dust and smoke had returned, and muttered without looking back.

Hua Muhan walked over with a smile and a smile, and lowered his eyes to look at the mud on the stage, "Your hands should be relaxed." ”

Chang Ting turned his head suddenly, using too much force, but he pulled the wound on his buttocks, and his painful mouth was about to grin to the back of his head.

Hua Muhan frowned, picked up a stool, sat down beside her, and looked at her inconvenient part reproachfully, "The injury is not healed, just come out and move around, isn't it enough to take so many hits?" ”

Chang Ting pursed his mouth aggrievedly, pointed to the mud on the clay sculpture platform and muttered quietly: "People just want to compensate you for a pottery bowl......"

Hua Muhan was stunned, and self-blame secretly surged into her heart.

He pinched a corner of his sleeve and gently wiped it off her face, "My face is covered in muddy water, and it's dirty like a little monkey." ”

Changting stuck out his tongue embarrassedly, "I didn't expect that this thing looks simple and makes it so difficult." ”

Hua Muhan lowered his sleeves and stretched out his arms to wrap around her from behind.

Chang Ting's heart jumped, "What's wrong?" ”

"Teach you."

Hua Muhan's hands grabbed her hands, leaned forward, and her black hair rested on her shoulders.

Changting's heart was completely messed up, and he couldn't concentrate at all.

One of Hua Muhan's cheeks touched her soft earlobe, her body stiffened, and her eyes fell on his thin lips.

Hua Muhan seemed to feel the strange atmosphere.

He grabbed Chang Ting's hands and increased his strength uncontrollably.

(To be continued.) )