She raised her head suddenly, and the top of her head was hitting Shen Yuan's jaw, and a smell mixed with the fragrance of plum blossoms hit the tip of Shen Yuan's nose, and it seemed to have a bit of moisture. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Shen Yuan took a step back and frowned at Ling Motang, who was staring at Ling Motang with wet hair, Ling Motang stood on the chair with bare feet, the blanket on her legs fell from her body and fell on her boots that were crooked next to the chair.

At this station, Ling Motang, who was originally half a shoulder shorter than Shen Yuan, was now half a head taller than Shen Yuan, she was very proud, she looked at Shen Yuan condescendingly, and almost stretched out her hand to gently give Shen Yuan a touch of the head.

But the good times didn't last long, under Shen Yuan's cold face, she slowly sat back on the chair again, and looked up at Shen Yuan: "What are you doing here?" "The tone isn't too good anyway.

Shen Yuan's gaze stayed on the other party's face from the beginning, and slowly moved to Ling Motang's loose collar, and the slightly bulging snow-white chest and moon-white bandeau could be faintly seen down the collarbone, his Adam's apple rolled unnaturally, and he opened his eyes and said coldly: "Get dressed." ”

Ling Motang was a little stunned by Shen Yuan's sudden roar, looked down at her collar, and then realized that there was a good scenery on her chest, she pulled her clothes up, the expression on her face was normal, can it be ordinary, in the past, in modern times, there was nothing to wear on the street, the ancients just saw too few in the world.

She bent down to pick up the blanket on the ground, ignoring the waist-length hair, the hair that was still wet at the end directly touched the ground, she immediately lifted the end of the long hair from the ground, stepped on the ground with her bare feet, and pulled her hair in her hand with an expression of some chagrin: "It's washed in vain again." "Facts have proved that it is not terrible to touch the ground, and the most afraid of squatting in the pit and forgetting to pick up your hair is simply indescribable.

She sat back in the chair, patted the soles of her feet and picked up her boots, took out a moon-white foot bag from her boots and put it on her feet, after both feet put on the foot bags, she stretched her feet into her boots, and stood in front of Shen Yuan lazily, with a cheap smile: "Tempting or not, stabbing or not, not surprised?" ”

Shen Yuan saw a scene on her chest, anyway, she didn't care, the evening dress at the banquet in later generations, which woman didn't wear it with her shoulders and breasts half exposed, she had long been accustomed to it, but Shen Yuan looked like an abstinence, with a pure heart and little desire written on his face, but it aroused Ling Motang's bad taste and teased Shen Yuan.

Shen Yuan sneered, his eyes swept around Ling Motang, and he said tepidly: "What can be seen if it is flat and shriveled." ”

Ling Motang wanted to vomit blood: ......

Is this what Shen Yuan should say if he is an abstinence, what is the difference between this person and a hooligan now, and this poisonous kung fu makes Ling Motang ashamed of himself.

"......" Ling Motang's mouth moved a few times, he couldn't think of any words to fight back, and entered the room angrily, Yun Ling dried his wet hair, took the hairband from the table, and fixed half of the long hair in a curl, and tied the belt on the screen around his waist, and tidied up his clothes before he walked out.

When he came out, he saw Shen Yuan squatting on the smelting platform to study something, Ling Motang stuffed the robe with the hem to his waist, and also squatted next to Shen Yuan, explaining: "This is the smelting platform, you can use it to forge glass, glass you haven't heard of, it's like transparent porcelain, you can see how much water is inside it, what color is that water......

Shen Yuan turned his head to see Ling Motang's red lips closed one by one, and a small shallow pear vortex looming, his lips rose slightly, his lowered eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyes reflected Ling Motang's vivid and vivid face.

It's good to look at this guy like that. Shen Yuan was suddenly taken aback by his own thoughts, and turned his face away unnaturally.

Ling Motang suddenly tugged on his sleeve and pulled him up, and pulled him to the corner of the wall excitedly: "I want to build a corridor here, you said that I should plant something on the top of the corridor, and I also plan to plant some plants on the wall, otherwise this yard is too monotonous and lifeless, the courtyard where you live is big, and I think the layout is also beautiful......"

Shen Yuan listened to Ling Motang's broken thoughts quietly, and this kind of exchange seemed to return to the first few nights in Chaogang, when the world was quiet, and someone in the loud voice used warm words to soften the broken thoughts.

At that time, Shen Yuan felt more relaxed than he had ever been, thinking, Ling Motang was not so useless.

This man seemed to have forgotten the unpleasantness of yesterday, and did not hold any grudge that he had not clarified the truth for her yesterday, but was as happy and noisy as usual, and actually looked up with a face and asked him with great interest what kind of plant he should plant.

Shen Yuan actually wanted to see if Ling Motang, who was questioned and humiliated with fierce words, would be depressed, but this person really had a big heart, nothing happened, he was still alive, his face was giggling, and his mouth was full of nonsense.

"Rose." Shen Yuan opened his mouth indifferently and gave his opinion.

"What?" Ling Motang's eyelids jumped, and even his heart moved violently: this person's thoughts coincided with her, what is this, the same heart?

Shen Yuan took in the stunned look in Ling Motang's eyes and asked rhetorically, "You don't like it?" "Doesn't this man like Rose, that's why his expression is so ugly?

Ling Motang came back to his senses and immediately shook his head: "I just feel a little surprised, because before I asked you, I also wanted to plant roses on the wall, roses are full of vitality, and they are particularly brilliant when they bloom, I think it must be very moving when its flowers and leaves hang down from the wall." ”

Shen Yuan didn't know why, when he learned that Ling Motang and his thoughts were the same, there was a little joy in his heart, and he deliberately said with a straight face: "Since it has been decided, why ask me." ”

Ling Motang secretly glanced at Shen Yuan: "I'll just ask, if you want to say that there are creepers on this wall, I will definitely not listen to you." ”

"To put it bluntly, your opinion doesn't matter." Ling Motang deliberately angered Shen Yuan, sometimes Ling Motang also felt very strange, she should obviously be afraid of Shen Yuan, but seeing Shen Yuan's serious and serious face, she wanted to break the indifference on Shen Yuan's face instead, so she didn't choose to say anything good and bad to Shen Yuan's ears.

And Shen Yuan listened to it a lot, and he didn't bother to deal with Ling Motang, because Ling Motang didn't know whether he was dead or alive, was this a kind of connivance?

You must know that the last person who spoke disrespectfully to him was already three feet tall in the grave grass.

"You're afraid of heights." Shen Yuan naturally wouldn't let Ling Motang be too proud, and directly poked at Ling Motang's shortcomings, the smile on Ling Motang's face faded by more than half, and he sighed: "If, you are willing to give each other a chance, turn over this, and we will change the topic." ”

Shen Yuan's face was flat: "I don't want to." ”

Ling Motang lowered his head and stroked his hair, his voice was angry and funny: "Shen Yuan, can you chat, you should say 'good' at this time." ”