With a raise of the arm holding the sword, she was caught off guard and threw herself directly into the solid, wide embrace. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Moreover, the face was pressed to the chest, and the arms were wrapped around the waist.

was hit by her fiercely, Hua Muhan's body was like a rock, and she didn't shake it for a moment.

Several times, he has long been used to it.

Chang Ting didn't care that the bridge of his nose was almost broken, and he jumped to snatch it from the long sword held high, "You are the most generous, the kindest, and the best looking I have ever seen...... Lord! ”

Hua Muhan pursed her lips and smiled, "Stand up obediently and don't move." ”

Chang Ting reluctantly stood in front of him, his eyes still staring at the long sword above.

Hua Muhan lowered her arm, took a step forward, bent down, and tied the long sword to her waist.

"This ......" Chang Ting's body stiffened, and he subconsciously reached out to stop it.

Hua Muhan's voice was faint, "Wait until you finish taking the snow and then touch it." ”

Chang Ting's heart suddenly burst into joy, and she excitedly stretched out her hand and withdrew it, several times and three times, until Hua Muhan helped her hang the long sword at her waist.

"Thank you, Lord!" She looked down at the delicate pattern on the scabbard, and proudly posed on the snow, "Look! I don't look like a man who helps the needy and does chivalrous deeds...... Little hero? ”

Hua Muhan glanced at her lightly, walked over and picked up the clay pot on the ground, "It's called 'Qingshuang'." ”

Chang Ting curiously came to his side, completely forgetting about the snow, "Qingshuang? What a nice name! Did you give it to you? ”

Hua Muhan looked up at the red plums, and picked the ones that bloomed more vigorously, "I didn't take it." It and 'Xuan Bing' were my birthday gift from my uncle when I was 10 years old. ”

"Huh?!" Chang Ting's face was uneasy, "This is ...... ...... from your uncle"

She stared down at the long sword, pondered, and reached out to untie the fastened thread.

Hua Muhan glanced at it, grabbed her wrist, and frowned, "What are you doing here?" ”

Chang Ting's face showed a look of apology, and he explained again and again, "I thought it was just an ordinary sword, and I didn't know it was so valuable. If it were to be measured in silver like the clothes I wear, I would have taken it. But with your uncle's blessing to you, no matter how ordinary the material is, it will become a priceless treasure. I can't afford this, so I can't take it. ”

Hua Muhan stared into her eyes with interest, trying to see whether she was retreating or sincere.

This sword, even if the implied friendship is thrown away, the sword body alone is also a priceless treasure, this stupid boy, actually regarded it as an ordinary sword.

Hua Muhan stared at those clear eyes for a long time, then let go of the hand that was holding her wrist, although the tone was light, but it was revealing that it could not be disobeyed, "I said that if I sent it, I won't take it back." If you feel that you owe me, you will pay it back slowly, and it will be a long time to come. ”

Changting's dark eyes purred and rolled wildly, "Then you're not afraid that I won't be overwhelmed by my debts, and I won't pay you back?" ”

Hua Muhan glanced at her lightly, hooked his lips and smiled coldly, "Where can you run?" ”

Chang Ting's face was a scoundrel, and he grinned, "I'm not going anywhere, I'm just shaking in front of you, but I just refuse to repay the debt, what will I do when you arrive?" ”

Hua Muhan squinted at the beautiful tender face under the plum blossoms, and suddenly there was a blur in front of him, and that naughty appearance seemed to be in the distant past......

That remoteness is full of vicissitudes, and it seems that it can't be measured in a lifetime......

"Fetch the snow." Hua Muhan suddenly withdrew his gaze, raised his finger and hooked a red plum.

Chang Ting was still a little reluctant in his heart, hesitated to look at the long sword at his waist, and walked in front of him, "Can I really accept it......"

"You really don't want it, you can give it to the dust."

"Yes!" Chang Ting hurriedly turned his body to the side, for fear that Hua Muhan would snatch it, "He is not as sensible as me, he must be busy accepting it!" ”

Hua Muhan smiled slightly bitterly, "You really know him." ”

Chang Ting stood on tiptoe with satisfaction, took the snow, and looked down at the long sword at his waist from time to time, and blurted out without thinking: "Then I will treat this as a birthday gift from you." ”

Hua Muhan's eyebrows jumped, his narrow phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked, "When is your birthday?" ”

"November 11, in a few days." Chang Ting replied without hesitation.

Hua Muhan was silent, and her eyes seemed to sink.

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"Look!" Changting raised his eyes and caught a glimpse of an unusually luxuriant red plum branch, "That branch is blooming so vigorously, I'll fold it down and put it on the desk in your room!" ”

Hua Muhan frowned, and before he could say anything, the piece of bamboo was stuffed into his hand.

Seeing that the nimble big boy like a little monkey climbed up the branch in an instant, he stood in the flying snow and raised his arm to beckon, "You come down, I'll fold." ”

Chang Ting carefully stood up on the branch of the tree, leaned over to fold the red plum, "I've been folding like this for the past few days, the more the top of the treetops, the better, you don't have to worry, even if you fall, you won't fall me." ”

Hua Muhan's eyes stared at the snow under her feet, and put down the clay pot in her hand.

He was a little annoyed in his heart, thinking that this big boy was too disobedient.

Click!

Hongmei got her wish, Changting was very proud, through the lush flower branches, she rushed to the tree for a silly time, "I'm better than dust and smoke, right?" Although he can do light work, if it is better than climbing......"

Without waiting for the exit of the "tree", she slipped under her feet, and already took the delicate red plum and fell into that solid embrace.

Hua Muhan hugged the gentle body and stared deeply at the pair of dark eyes.

As far as the eyes were twined, the snow seemed to be all gone, and the surrounding plum trees were gone......

In the world, it seems that there are only two pairs of eyes staring at each other......

The wind caresses the plum branches, and a tuft of snow shakes off the branches.

Changting's little face turned red to the base of his neck in an instant, and he was lying on those strong arms with the bunch of red plums in his arms, and the deer in his heart was in turmoil.

Hua Muhan was also awakened by the falling snow, put down the big boy he was holding, and said with a heavy face: "Be obedient in the future." ”

Changting lowered his head, turned sideways, nodded uneasily, and his voice was almost unheard, "I know......"

Hua Muhan stood under the tree and turned his body to the side.

For a moment, the two were back to back and fell into a terrible silence.

Chang Ting hugged the bouquet of red plums, secretly took a few deep breaths, and after his mind calmed down a little, he glanced behind him.

The clay pot was between the two, and the bamboo piece was still in one of Hua Muhan's hands.

She mustered up her courage and said apprehensively, "You...... Are you mad at me......"