"Stupid, watch carefully, study seriously."

The voice suddenly sounded in her ears, and she looked for prestige, Jun Luochen's enlarged side face was close at hand, and she seemed to be able to see the fluff on his face.

The hot breath exhaled by both sides can be sprayed on each other's faces.

Su Qianluo's eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyes looked at him, his mouth was slightly open, and he couldn't speak, but his cheeks were slightly red, and there were slight beads of sweat on his nose.

Jun Luochen looked at her sideways, then smiled lowly, reached out and rubbed the top of her hair, "Don't be in a daze anymore." ”

He kindly reminded Su Qianluo to come to his senses, turned his head, and stopped looking at him, but the heart on his left chest kept beating wildly.

Jun Luochen likes Su Qianluo's flustered expressions and movements, which makes her very cute, who has always been sharp.

I knew that he had just kissed it, such a good opportunity.

But he can't, his little one will get angry.

Jun Luochen pressed down his heart that was about to move, and patiently and thoughtlessly taught Su Qianluo to pull the bow.

Su Qianluo followed Jun Luochen's steps, learning step by step, extremely seriously.

During this period, their interaction will attract the attention of many people, but after watching it for a long time, they will become accustomed to it.

Su Qingshuang was so angry that he didn't have the strength to pull the bow, his hand was painful, and his arm was numb.

She didn't expect that she came here with a careful dress, but in the end she lost to Su Qianluo, and Jun Luochen didn't even look at her!

She took a deep breath, plucked up her courage, picked up her bow and arrows, and walked towards Jun Luochen step by step.

She stood in front of Jun Luochen with a shy face, nodded slightly towards Su Qianluo and smiled, but her eyes focused on Jun Luochen.

"What's the matter?" Jun Luochen frowned.

His good temper is only given to Su Qianluo, and he disdains to talk to others, especially women.

He was afraid that his family Luo Luo would be jealous.

When Su Qingshuang heard him ask herself, she snorted slightly, and said in a sweet and weak voice, "Teacher Luo Chen, my hand hurts a little, it seems that the skin is broken, I don't know what to do." ”

She stretched out her hand, and there were indeed red and swollen marks on the palm of her hand, and there were indeed many openings on the tips of her fingers.

Su Qianluo blinked, didn't speak, but had an attitude of watching a good show.

Jun Luochen frowned, "I said, Teacher Luo Chen is Luo Luo's exclusive title, who allowed you to call it?" ”

Jun Luochen's words made Su Qianluo raise her eyebrows and look at him, she didn't expect that Jun Luochen's attention would be on this title.

She smiled lightly, and couldn't help but feel a little better.

And Jun Luochen's question made Su Qingshuang's face a little pale.

She thought that Jun Luochen would not embarrass her in person, and if she called her like this, their sense of distance would disappear a little, but she didn't want Jun Luochen to question her in public!

Su Qingshuang bit her lower lip, lowered her eyebrows, and looked pitiful, "I'm sorry, Mr. Jun, Qingshuang forgot." Her tone was innocent, "Teacher Kejun, my hand is ......"

White hands, shocking scars.

It took her a long time to come up with this, and she pulled her bow desperately to get the result, just to talk to him and make him look at her.

Jun Luochen casually glanced at her scarred palm, and re-taught Su Qianluo's posture, regardless of whether Su Qianluo wanted it or not.

"You ask the classmate next to you to take you to bandage your wounds, I'm going to teach my stupid guy to practice bows, I don't have time."

He coldly refused, but the eyes that looked at Su Qianluo were as tender as water.

This contrast in attitude made Su Qingshuang go crazy with jealousy.

She clenched her palms tightly, slightly furrowed her eyebrows to hide her emotions, and smiled at Su Qianluo, "That third sister studies hard, I won't bother." ”

She turned to leave, followed by a courteous teenager.

Su Qianluo saw her leaving, so she asked Jun Luochen, "What did you mean by what you just said?" ”

What's it called, his stupidity?

Is she stupid?

And, when did she admit that she was his?

She didn't refute just now because she wanted to see Su Qingshuang's deflated face, and now was the time for her to ask.

When Jun Luochen heard Su Qianluo's sharp question, he coughed dryly, "That's it, literally." Don't ask again, learn how to draw a bow and arrow. ”

He tried to change the topic and continue to talk, but it was not as simple as chatting.

Su Qianluo's eyes narrowed slightly, "Jun Luochen, when will I admit that I am yours?" ”

She disagreed.

Jun Luochen opened his mouth, smiled lightly, and did not reply.

He knew his little fool was shy.

He is not in a hurry, he has time to get along with Su Qianluo and re-cultivate his feelings.

It's just that his woman has always been his.

Always his.

Su Qianluo saw that Jun Luochen didn't reply, and didn't continue to ask, and practiced the bow and arrow again, after all, she would not leave the scene early, and she was not sure what Jun Luochen would do.

Just in case, she still complied.

Finally, under Su Qianluo's expectation, the archery class passed smoothly, she dragged her sore arms out of the bow training field, and as soon as she went out, she saw Yan Qing covering her mouth and looking at her with a snicker.

Dong Liu followed aside, saw Su Qianluo, and kindly handed over a bottle of water, "Miss, you've been practicing for so long, are you tired?" ”

Su Qianluo raised his hand to catch the water, but his hand was trembling and trembling, and he almost couldn't even hold the water bottle.

Su Qianluo frowned slightly, she was not so weak, it was impossible for her to become like this in just a few tens of minutes of class.

She gritted her teeth, and at this time an arm pulled her water bottle away from behind her, Su Qianluo looked back, and Jun Luochen shook the water bottle and looked at her.

"If you can't do it, don't be reckless, can't your maid feed you? Or, I'll feed you. He curled his eyebrows and smiled.

"No, I can do it myself." Su Qianluo snatched the water bottle from his hand, opened his mouth to take a few sips, and finally raised his eyebrows and looked at Jun Luochen.

Jun Luochen chuckled, his voice was particularly good, "Luo Luo is the best." ”

He wanted to reach out and rub the top of Su Qianluo's hair again, but this time he was dodged by Su Qianluo.

Jun Luochen's hand froze in mid-air, and the smile on his face was a little faint.

"Ninth Master, take care of yourself, don't be so nice to others, you will cause trouble for yourself." Su Qianluo had a cold face, returned the water to Dongliu and left.

She provoked Juling Pavilion, and she will have to go to other continents in the future, and she can't have too much intersection with Jun Luochen, he is a person from the Xuanwu Continent after all, and he is the ninth master of the Xuanwu Continent.

She's a troublemaker, and she'll only cause trouble to others.

Now her strength is not high, she can't take care of herself, let alone protect others.

Although Jun Luochen may have good strength, how could the Gathering Spirit Pavilion be able to deal with it?

Su Qianluo laughed at herself, after all, it was the reason for her strength.

Jun Luochen looked at Su Qianluo's departing back, and opened his mouth slightly to stop her, but when the words came to his mouth, he didn't.

"What a fool." Jun Luochen shook his head with a smile.

How could he not know Su Qianluo?

It's just that he knows too much, so he wants to stay away from her for a moment.

Moreover, she is no one else, she is the person he has in mind.

So no matter how good she is, he doesn't think it's troublesome.

Stupid Lolo.