CHAPTER XIX. The Flower House dungeon is brushed up.

Lu Xiaofeng came to Ximen to blow snow for a drink, and by the way, he brought an invitation card from the Hua family.

Hua Manlou knew that Jun Xuan was also in Wanmei Villa, so he sent Jun Xuan's invitation card together. Jun Xuan was a little hesitant when she took the invitation.

She has a good impression of Hua Manlou, whether it is the Xue Zhu he saved in Baiyun City, or the maintenance of himself at Yan Tieshan's wine feast, so she is not willing to save Hua Manlou's face. However, Simon Blowing Snow is not over here, and she can't let it go.

Simon Blowing Snow seems to be cold and ruthless, but in fact, when he treats his friends, he always has a little more deep consideration. In the past, he only had Lu Xiaofeng as his friend, but now there is another Jun Xuan.

What's more, it is impossible to treat a man who is dirty, smelly, and often causes trouble the same as a young girl.

Therefore, when Ximen Fuxue saw the hesitation flashing in Jun Xuan's eyebrows, he took the initiative to say: "I want to retreat, you can go by yourself." ”

Simon blowing snow is not deceiving, he is indeed going to retreat. It's just that no matter how he listens to it, it has a bit of a sense of expulsion.

Jun Xuan has lived in Wanmei Villa for a few months, almost opposite Ximen Blowing Snow, and knows a little bit about this person's temperament. Knowing that he was awkwardly considerate of his friend, Jun Xuan's heart was slightly hot, and he turned to Ximen and smiled: "In this way, Xuan is waiting for the appointment of Sword Peak." ”

Lu Xiaofeng has been watching from the side, Jun Xuan's smile immediately made him stunned in place - the little girl is the moment to draw the strip, and now she hasn't seen her for a few months, although she hasn't grown tall, but her eyebrows have really grown a lot. When she put on a straight face, she didn't realize it, but she smiled, but it seemed to hang a soft □□ on the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.

It is the amazement when the ice breaks at first, and the grace when the snow first melts. Jun Xuan's smile is particularly moving.

Ximen Fuxue was naturally unmoved, but Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but raise his hand to cover his eyes. He sighed in his heart, with such a special color as Jun Xuan, after three or five years, I am afraid that no one in the rivers and lakes will mention today's "Four Beauties of Martial Arts". But that was Ye Gucheng's junior sister, as soon as she remembered Ye Gucheng's natural appearance of calling the little girl "Xuan'er", Lu Xiaofeng immediately became a spirit, and didn't dare to look at Jun Xuan again.

- He's romantic, but he's not to the point where he pounces on a beautiful woman when he sees it. Otherwise, Lu Xiaofeng would not be a bastard, but a disciple. Whether it's acting on the spot, or being affectionate, it's not suitable for treating friends.

In any case, Lu Xiaofeng unexpectedly did not invite to the West Gate to blow snow, but unexpectedly went on the road with Jun Xuan. With the experience of being on the same road with Jun Xuan last time, Lu Xiaofeng simply lay on the carriage canopy, or chatted with the man who drove the carriage - it is better to be exposed to the wind and sun than to be frozen by the cold air emitted by a little girl.

Wanmei Villa is located in the north, even if the road is smooth, it took more than ten days when they arrived in Jiangnan. Running all the way hard, Lu Xiaofeng is used to running back and forth between Baihualou and Wanmei Villa, but Jun Xuan is the first time to sit in a carriage for so long.

Lu Xiaofeng saw the tiredness on the little girl's face that couldn't be hidden, so she said to Jun Xuan: "Miss Jun has worked hard all the way, it is better to rest for a while in the Baihualou where the flowers are full...... cough, Jianghu people, it's better to spend a lot of money there and be clean. ”

Jun Xuan of the entire Hua family only knew Hua Manlou, and when he heard Lu Xiaofeng's suggestion, he nodded, looking like "It's all up to you".

Looking up at his little Dao aunt, her dark and clear eyes gave Lu Xiaofeng an illusion of what kind of little animal this was, and endured the itching in her palm, Lu Xiaofeng didn't touch the little girl's hair. He smiled dryly and shifted his gaze, and turned to Jun Xuan to talk about the scenery in the Hundred Flowers Building.

July in Jiangnan was already full of heat, and the sun was shining, but Jun Xuan only felt that his fingertips seemed to be condensed with a ball of water vapor. It was already dusk when Jun Xuan and Lu Xiaofeng arrived at Baihualou, and when the car just stopped, Lu Xiaofeng couldn't wait to jump out of the car and run straight to the small building full of flowers.

Jun Xuan straightened the robe on his body, and then jumped off the carriage lightly.

The afterglow of the sun sprinkled all over the small building, and the orange and red warm glow spread on the corners of the robe of the white-clothed man in front of him. He was holding a wooden pot to water a pale green plant, and the smile on his lips was gentle and beautiful.

Jun Xuan is used to seeing his senior brother wearing white clothes, and when he lived in Wanmei Villa, Ximen Blowing Snow never wore colors other than white clothes. But even though Jun Xuan had already seen the white clothes like snow and the white cloud solitary moon, he had to admit that the son in front of him was not inferior in the slightest.

Ximen Fuxue and Ye Gucheng are dressed in white, because they are pure people, and wearing white clothes is the simplest and the most pure. Hua Manlou is different, his white clothes are just because he accidentally wears this color, he treats all living beings equally, and he can't be warmer and more appropriate.

The small building that is full of flowers never closes the door, he heard the movement at the door, the hand holding the wooden pot paused slightly, and then smiled: "Lu Xiaofeng." Then, he heard the sudden aggravation of footsteps, and secretly sighed in his heart for the girl's thoughtfulness, and then continued: "Miss Jun." ”

Lu Xiaofeng naturally wouldn't be polite to Hua Manlou, he smiled and patted Hua Manlou's shoulder, and then turned out a beautiful wine jar and sat on the chair at the table.

And Jun Xuan made a salute to the flowers, and then said: "Tan Yue is fine." ”

Hua Manlou smiled, and while watering the flowers again, he said to Jun Xuan: "Hua is a little bit of a young girl, if the girl doesn't dislike it, just call me Seventh Brother." ”

As soon as these words came out, Jun Xuan didn't react, but Lu Xiaofeng almost squirted out a sip of wine. He knew that Hua Manlou was gentle to everyone, but he was not like this - letting a little girl who was only a few faces call her brother, tsk, it was not Hua Manlou's usual gentlemanly style.

As soon as Hua Manlou said this, he also felt that something was wrong. It is true that he and Jun Xuan are not deeply acquainted, but he has an almost natural sense of closeness. He hadn't seen Jun Xuan's appearance, but he probably knew that it was a petite girl. Before that, if someone said that he would feel close to a girl in Hua Manlou, even Hua Manlou himself would not believe it.

Jun Xuan hesitated slightly, but she didn't want to spend the building lost, and after brewing for a long time, this "Seventh Brother" still couldn't be called, and in the end she could only retreat and stumble...... Seven Sons. ”

Jun Xuan has been cultivating since he was a child, and he has never been entangled in the name of people. In addition to calling Senior Brother Ye Gucheng, the others can be collectively referred to as "Tan Yue". This time, she has already entered the WTO, and she also has titles such as "Lu Xiaofeng", "Ximen Zhuang Master", "Huo Manager" and so on. But for the rest, she's really not used to it.

Hua Manlou was so exquisite, he immediately knew Jun Xuan's difficulty, so he no longer forced it, introduced people into the small building, and ordered the little servant who took care of him to clean up the room for Jun Xuan.

At this moment, it is not early, Jun Xuan and Lu Xiaofeng have been in the dust all the way, and even if they have prepared hot water and clean clothes for the two of them, they will each go to wash and comb.

Jun Xuan took a hot bath and soothed his muscles and bones in the hot water, and then he felt that the fatigue of these days had faded a lot. This journey is actually far less arduous than her from Baiyun City to Taiyuan, but because she is riding a carriage, it seems to be extraordinarily long.

Washing away the dust, Jun Xuan did not wear the clothes prepared by Hua Manlou, but wrapped himself in a clean robe. There is no woman in Baihualou, and the clothes are bought by Hua Manlou and asked the little maid to go to the ready-to-wear store, which is not as comfortable as Jun Xuan's accustomed robe.

Compared with when he left Baiyun City, Jun Xuan's package was a little heavier. Although Ye Gucheng is in retreat, the young lady of Baiyun City is not unattended. Soon after Jun Xuan arrived at Wanmei Villa, the maid of Baiyun City sent her all her daily necessities. If it weren't for Jun Xuan's insistence that "the owner of Ximen Village doesn't like to be disturbed", these maids would have stayed by her side.

The old housekeeper of Wanmei Villa also repeatedly said that he would take good care of Miss Jun, but he received the white eyes of the maids in Baiyun City.

- Jun Xuan didn't know that this was because when the news that she forgot to bring money was transmitted back to Baiyun City, everyone in Baiyun City made up a dangerous story of her own young lady's suffering, and then she couldn't wait to rush to Taiyuan in minutes. After being pressed by Ye Gucheng, everyone began to remind the city lord of his family, turning over a thousand tricks, but the central idea was "Don't let Miss one again!" Piece! Person! At! Outside! Face! Finish! ”

It's just that Ye Gucheng's thoughts are not something they can control, so these maids turned their worries into motivation and doubled the number of summer clothes prepared for Jun Xuan. Jun Xuan's clothes are all Taoist robes, but there are slight differences in the patterns, and it is also thanks to the exquisite minds of these girls, none of them are the same.

At this moment, Jun Xuan finished bathing, and the tips of his hair were still dripping with droplets. Fortunately, it was a warm night in Jiangnan, and I was not afraid of catching a cold. The girl did not tie her hair, but pulled her long hair loosely with a hairpin, and wore a snow-white robe, which made her long hair like ink and her eyebrows picturesque.

When she walked out of the guest room, the lights were already in the small building, and Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou were already sitting at the table drinking. They are all sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes, so they don't pay attention to the etiquette of different seats, and the three of them sit down separately and start eating.

The dishes are not luxurious, but they are all light side dishes with Jiangnan characteristics. The bamboo shoots are tender and the fish are fresh, all of them are beautiful.

Lu Xiaofeng had already drunk a lot, and he knew how much he had drunk, but when he looked at Hua Manlou and Jun Xuan who were sitting opposite him, he felt that he was already drunk.

The lights and shadows are longing, and the two people opposite are also dressed in white, a man and a woman, one elegant and one warm. But why did he see a vague similarity on the faces of these two people who couldn't be beaten with eight poles?

#今天的小凤凰依旧在很安定的悲剧着#

#小道姑的 identity of "Baiyun City Pet" is unshakable#