Lin Shu walked to the end of this road, and his vision was broadened, and the green mountains and trees in the distance; Nearby flowers, low bushes and large lawns behind flowers, running tracks, slides in the children's playground.

In the center of the lawn, a tall man in ancient costume held a long sword, the sword was like silver, the sword qi surrounded him, and the speed of the long sword and the speed of the qi through Changhong did not make his handsome face distort in the slightest; His handsome and dusty face, on the contrary, looked more calm and atmospheric because of these sword qi.

Although Lin Shu was shocked to see him dance the sword last time, after all, two years have passed, and she has long forgotten the seven, seven, eight, eight, and eight, only which action on the sword dance logo is still fresh in her memory.

But when I watched him dance the sword recently, I really had another feeling, today he has lost the strong murderous aura of the last time, and he has a quiet time.

Lin Shu kept watching, and only the man's every move in his eyes and his flying clothes were charming.

After practicing a set of swordsmanship, beads of sweat oozed from the corners of Han Mofeng's forehead, and the sun rose into the sky at some point; The sunlight that has just been born is golden even in summer.

Han Mofeng put down his sword and washed the sweat on his face and neck before looking back at Lin Shu; His eyes fell on the woman's body, he couldn't see the expression on her face clearly, and even the entire facial features couldn't see clearly, his hair turned golden, and his clothes were changed color by the light, but he knew which woman was her.

Han Mofeng couldn't help but walk towards Lin Shu, Lin Shu watched the man walking towards him, he didn't avoid it, but kept looking at him, watching him walk towards him like this, and the words Junyi came to her mind.

"Am I that good-looking?"

"Yes, it's really pretty."

"It's so good-looking, marry and take a slow look, okay?"

"It's not good, it's too handsome, I can't look at it, bother."

"Good self-control, no need to guard, just listen to the command of the lady."

"It's still not good, I'm afraid that the gate made of golden silk nan wood will be smashed."

Han Mofeng laughed out loud and flicked it lightly on the woman's smooth forehead.

"Let's go eat, the meal should be ready."

Lin Shu: It's over so soon that the morning exercise is over.

"But I haven't exercised yet."

Han Mofeng, who was already walking in front, turned his head and looked at Lin Shu from beginning to end, and said, "Are you sure you are going to exercise in the morning." ”

Lin Shu looked at his clothes, smiled awkwardly and said, "It seems to be inappropriate." In fact, she forgot one thing, she must not be able to exercise during her menstrual affairs; The sentence I said just now must have been infected by Han Mofeng.

The corners of Han Mofeng's mouth rose slightly for a moment, and he naturally took Lin Shu's hand and walked forward.

Lin Shu felt that she should take her hand back several times, but there was a voice in her head telling her: It's stupid not to take advantage of you, such a handsome Oba is leading, you should steal the fun.

Lin Shu, who had been entangled all the way, was finally let go of his hand before eating, so he didn't think about the entanglement just now.

There are a lot of varieties for breakfast, steamed buns, shrimp dumplings, rice rolls, side dishes, picture scrolls, steamed buns, egg custard, spicy soup, tofu brain, etc., Lin Shu is dazzled, and half of the breakfast in Chinese cuisine is served today.

Han Mofeng scooped a bowl of spicy soup and put it in front of Lin Shushu: "I heard that you like to eat this, try it, it doesn't suit your taste." ”

After speaking, he took another piece of pot helmet and put it on the plate in front of Lin Shu.

Lin Shu silently picked up the pot helmet and ate it with spicy soup, and his heart jumped uncontrollably again.

Lin Shu could only scold himself in his heart: Lin Shu, Lin Shu, you can't bear it, you don't pee to take care of it, you can be an aunt to others at this age, you are embarrassed to accept the love of other people's fresh meat.

But another voice spoke again in my head: I can't bear what's wrong, we are happy with each other, and we love each other; I'm old and can still attract little fresh meat, that's my ability, I'm not a third party, I'm proud; I'm going to fall in love with my little brother, what's wrong.