Chapter 381: Eighteen Styles
After Chen Junhan left, Ning Xin didn't have the heart to eat, and she was in a good mood to taste the deliciousness, all of which were brainwashed by the charming expression on Chen Junhan's face when he said that he was waiting for me. Novel Chinese xiniqi, she unconsciously thought of the inappropriate picture for children she learned last night. Although it's not the first time she's seen that kind of thing, it's really too shameful to watch it with her mother. And she thought that what she took out was an ordinary goblin fight, and Chinese paintings didn't pay attention to artistic conception, but the atlas she saw was not artistic conception at all, and it was a complete realistic style. The details should not be so detailed, the picture is exquisite, the color is bright, it is simply a little yellow book that makes people bleed.
Ning Xin felt that she was a clean, slaughtered lamb, and the shiny sharp knife was maliciously glaring at her. In a hurry, she couldn't sit still, and stood up and walked around the room, where she hadn't looked closely, though she wasn't in the mood to do so now. After turning around, before Chen Junhan came out, Ning Xin was quiet in the room, and Ning Xin seemed to hear the sound of water running when Chen Junhan was taking a bath. The thought that he should be naked now, bathing in the bathroom she had just washed, her face involuntarily burned. She swore that she definitely didn't covet his beauty, although he had a good figure and a good hand, she didn't usually think about what the two goblins looked like when they fought. She couldn't say whether she wanted Chen Junhan to come out quickly at this time, or whether she hoped that he would come out later.
Ning Xin walked to the bookshelf and took a book in her hand. She flipped through two pages, and it didn't make any sense at all, the words were jumping around on the paper, how could she read them. She put the book back and drew another one, when the wick suddenly burst into flames.
Ning Xin raised her head and saw that Chen Junhan was wearing a loose white robe, his hair was scattered, his lips were red and his teeth were white, as if he had just turned into a humanoid goblin who had just come out of the forest, black, white and red were intertwined, rendering a charming pattern.
Chen Junhan didn't seem to know how charming he looked now, and the way he tilted his head to the right side was quite cute.
Ning Xin's reason grabbed her in time to touch the stupid act of wanting to touch the bottom of her nose to see if there was blood. You say that he is so smart, why is he so good-looking, why does he have such a high social status, since he has such a high social status, why is he still so smart, Ning Xin deeply realized that there is a kind of person who exists in this world to make people envious, jealous and hateful, and they can easily obtain everything that you can't get by working hard all your life, and say lightly What is this. Ning Xin used to think that such people should be pulled out and destroyed humanely, which is really detrimental to the stability and peace of the world. But she met Chen Junhan, Chen Junhan is his from now on, and she feels that such a person should still stay in the world. She can reluctantly discipline her well and prevent him from harming others, such an outstanding person is her own, and when she thinks about it, Ning Xin's eyes are even more enthusiastic.
Chen Junhan saw Ning Xin's expression that was about to flow out of his saliva, and he was proud in his heart, Lekang's eyes were straight, he was really good. The corners of his mouth lifted slightly upward, drawing an oblique arc with a temper, and Ning Xin's heart beat faster.
When beauty is in charge, her mind is attracted by the beauty in front of her, watching him walk towards herself, watching him constantly discharge to himself, and looking at the faint water vapor on his chest and the white skin. With such good skin, I want to touch it when I look at it.
Something in Ning Xin's hand was suddenly removed, and she was immersed in beauty, and she didn't expect that there were books in her hand that she had taken down from the bookshelf at will. Before she could read what this book was talking about, she was completely attracted by Chen Junhan.
"If you don't eat, you're just going to read a book, what a good book."
Chen Junhan didn't move a few shrimp dumplings on the table when he saw it, but just drank all the porridge. picked up the book in Ning Xin's hand, her red lips moved up and down, and she complained with a little coquettish dissatisfaction. Ning Xin's brain, which had just woken up from beauty, was enchanted again and immersed again.
"Tsk, Lekang actually likes to read this kind of book, I have a few better made books there, let's read them together."
Even if Ning Xin was confused, he could hear a bit of ridicule in Chen Junhan's words, as well as a faint bit of obscenity and triviality, and his eyes looked at him more and more like a big bad wolf who had been hungry for a few days and saw a tender little white rabbit. Ning Xin swallowed her saliva and asked with little confidence.
"What's the matter, isn't this book a martial arts cheat book that teaches how to practice?" Ning Xin vaguely remembered that the cover of the book seemed to have the word move.
Chen Junhan turned two more pages of the book in his hand funny, and when he saw Ning Xin's stupid appearance, he only felt as if there was a feather in his heart that kept scratching his heart, and he was reluctant to break free from such an atmosphere, Lekang was so cute.
"Well, this is a martial arts practice, since we are husband and wife, of course, we will watch it together slowly in the future. If you like this tune, you can read several of my books first, and then we'll read them together. ”
Chen Junhan smiled too meaningfully, Ning Xin judged with so many years of experience in fighting wits and courage with him, this book must be strange.
"I don't know what kind of book this is yet, I'll read it first."
After speaking, Ning Xin snatched the book from Chen Junhan's hand, saying that it was just Ning Xin who eagerly took the book from Chen Junhan's hand. Maybe he had already guessed that Ning Xin would do this, and asked Ning Xin to take the book back without any resistance.
Ning Xin took the book, looked down at the page that was opened at random, and then her face was red all the way to the base of her neck, the name "Eighteen Styles of Room, Technique" was too impactful.
"This, this book is not mine, and I haven't read it, I took it down from the bookshelf at random."
Ma Dan, why is this little yellow book with pictures on the shelf, the last one I held was obviously a tall book commenting on history. The styles of these two books are so different, how can you put them on a bookshelf and tell me who put them indiscriminately, I must let her leave Changle Palace Ning Xin felt that this face was too completely lost, although last night I read Xiao Huang and Shu Ke and being caught by others and looking at it in private are two different things, no wonder what Xiong Zi said was so strange, he was originally deliberate
"Well, yes, it must have been taken from the bookshelf at random, and you must not have read it, I believe you."
Can you lower the corners of your mouth and say this again, it's hard to endure laughter, it's really annoying.
"Seriously, I'm sure you're not studying this, so don't be angry. I'll eat your leftover shrimp dumplings, toss for a day and get hungry, and after eating the strength, we'll study the moves in this book together. ”
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