In the following years, Qinghuan's relationship with Lonely Stream and Chengyao became better and better, but he felt more and more disgusted with Yunxiao. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info this kind of dislike developed later, almost to the point of being a little paranoid. Of course, this also has a lot to do with Yun Xiao's character.

In the school year competition in the eighth grade, Cheng Yao lost to Yun Xiao.

Qing Huan was very unhappy, when the two of them came down from the sword platform, she looked at Yun Xiao's expressionless face with cold eyes, how could she look unpleasant, thinking in her heart that this guy was just a fluke to win, and he really looked like no one in his eyes.

Yun Xiao was passing by her, but at this moment he stopped, glanced at her coldly, and said, "Not convinced?" ”

Qing Huan immediately glared back at him angrily, "Of course I don't accept it!" ”

Yun Xiao didn't say much, the long sword was still unsheathed, Yao Yao pointed at her obliquely, and said, "Come." ”

Although it was only one word, in the face of the young man's provocation, Qing Huan was angry, and he didn't want to lift the sword. In front of the public, the three moves and two styles gradually became unbearable, and when she was about to be defeated, a gust of wind rose in front of her, and Cheng Yao stopped in front of her, and her sword pointed at Yun Xiao's sword.

"That's enough, Yunxiao." Cheng Yao said.

Yun Xiao glanced up at him, didn't say a word, and turned to leave.

When he arrived in a no-man's land, Qing Huan's eyes were red, but he was still holding back a sullen breath and pursing the corners of his lips tightly.

Cheng Yao looked at her back curled up in a ball, feeling that his heart was also in pain, but his voice was still as soft as water, "Don't be unhappy, okay?" Next time, you must win it back, don't be unhappy......"

Qing Huan pouted, tears fell down her eyes, she really was, she was angry when she thought of Yun Xiao.

Then, Cheng Yao hugged her gently.

Qing Huan's tears were still in his eyes, but his body froze, and his heart jumped up with a poof.

"You hit me, blame me all......" The boy took her in his arms, and a gentle voice sounded above her head.

Qing Huan raised his head to look at him, and immediately fell into a pair of gentle and deep eyes.

The ignorant feelings flowed quietly on the green grass next to the mirror.

Lang rides a bamboo horse, and the green plum blossoms. I can't remember when, but the relationship between her and him took a subtle turn. This transformation melted into the two of them looking at each other and smiling from time to time, and blurred their cheeks when they were close to each other's breath.

When was the last touch? Like, that is, not so long ago.

On a hot day, she saw the stream rushing in the churning waterfall, and her figure flashed, and she followed him into the waterfall. The powerful waterfall was several times more powerful than she had imagined, and it knocked her down in one fell swoop. Lonely reached out to pull her, but she didn't.

Seeing that she was about to hit the boulder, Cheng Yao swept over from the side and protected her in his arms, but his back hit the stone hard.

The young man's fair back was red and swollen, and she wiped the ointment she had obtained from the Thousand Hall Immortal Venerable for him in the room. Her palm brushed lightly over his back, and he didn't know who was the first to blush, and then the air in the room seemed to be burning.

Qing Huan was stunned for a while, and suddenly realized that she was still snuggled in his arms, her cheeks were as hot as in her memory, and she quickly sat up from his arms.

Cheng Yao didn't speak again, and the two sat quietly side by side for a while. The breeze blew from the surface of the lake, and I don't know if it blew my heart upset, or if the red clouds on my face quietly retreated.

In the end, it was Cheng Yao who spoke to her first.

"The day after tomorrow we will join the WTO." He said.

Qing Huan let out an "um", feeling a little worried.

In the ninth grade, the one-year experience of entering the WTO is a basic teacher test that everyone needs to pass. During the training, they must not have any contact with each other, and can only seek help from their teachers in times of emergency. Naturally, the masters have their own set of testing rules.

Recalling that when I was a child, I had to hug my head and cry every time I separated, and after that, they really never separated for so long.

A delicate and gentle jade pendant was gently hung around her neck by the young man's movements.

Xiao Yao ...... "She knew that this was the only thing Uncle Gong left him, and it was really important and important to him.

In fact, he has more important things that remain with her. But there were some things he wanted to save for later. Perhaps, it's waiting for them to come back from their training. Or perhaps, there are some things that don't need to be said.

His forehead rested lightly on her forehead, "Take good care of it for me, okay?" ”

Her cheeks flushed again, and she looked down at his soft cherry blossom lips and nodded slightly.

A gentle smile tugged at the young man's lips, and he pressed his forehead to her for a while, saying, "Huan'er, will you miss me?" ”

She paused, then nodded lightly again.

Cheng Yao smiled and moved his forehead away, "Then, do you want to cry like you did when you were a child?" ”

She looked at his gentle and beautiful eyebrows, and laughed along, "Don't." ”

Two days later, when she walked alone on the land of the Central Plains, her heart was still warm and full. His jade pendant was ironed in her heart.

This is the first time she has come to this bustling and lively world alone. This time, it's really what to see, what is new. But the initial excitement passed, and her heart was at a loss - she didn't know where she should go.

The instructions given by the masters are to let them do more good deeds and temper themselves this year. Good things can be big or small, but Qing Huan has walked this way, and even the good things like "helping the old grandmother cross the road" have not been able to meet half of it. Because the place where she is really too harmonious - the rich land in the southeast of Zhenguo, Meicheng. The grandmothers are clearly self-reliant.

Qing Huan had enough to wander around the city, holding a small bag of candy in his left hand and a string of sugar gourds in his right hand, and swayed out of the city. It was almost dark, the sugar was gone, and she realized that she had no money to live in the store. It's really bad, they are usually used to being extravagant, forgetting that this time they joined the WTO, the master only allowed them to bring one silver coin each.

The house leak happened to rain overnight, or there must be a road before the car reached the mountain, and it was at this time that she was arrested.

In fact, with her skills, those Xiaoxiao are not a problem at all. But first, she had nowhere to go and no place to live, and secondly, she wanted to see what they wanted to do, so she pushed the boat down the river and loaded the seasickness. Anyway, her skills are close to her, and she is not frightened at all. It's just that the sack used to hold her smells really bad.

Then, she was sold to the Song Fan Feihua Building. Well, it turns out that harmony is just an illusion.

She was confined to a modest room with several other tear-stained girls. Qing Huan thought, it seems that the time has come for him to do good.

Qinghuan slept beautifully, and when she woke up, the little girls were probably tired of crying, and they were also lying on the bed.

The locked door opened, and a man in a pink shirt walked in, introducing himself as "Xiang-kun". Xiangjun very forcefully declared his sovereignty in this regard-

"You have been bought by our singing fan Feihua Mansion with a lot of money, and whether you can become a first-class singing and dancing girl in the future, or a rough girl, it all depends on your own performance!"

Who are you fooling, and you pay a lot of money. Qing Huan thought to himself and wrinkled his nose. She obviously heard them negotiating, and the money she sold was not enough to go into the restaurant to eat and drink.

The other little girls began to cry again. Xiangjun saw that Qinghuan's big eyes were blinking, and she didn't want to cry at all, so she asked her, "What do you want?" ”

Qing Huan remembered that he was still dressed in men's clothes at this time, and his long hair was all tied back by Xiaoliu, so he asked in a thick voice-

"Do you care about the rice?" (To be continued.) )