At night, Xingzhi slept in Yang Xutang's bed.

She had her long hair scattered, and she had a single garment on her body, and the chest strap inside the garment was also removed by her. A green hair scattered, and he habitually knotted his hair with hers to play with.

Yang Xutang put his arms around her, his fingers slid into her hair, and his eyes were deep, as if he was contemplative.

"Teacher, the wind in Yuezhou City has been very tight recently! You say, Wu Liangqi, will they do it? Xingzhi asked.

"It's coming, but not necessarily." Yang Xutang said.

"Why?"

"The battle situation in Xuanhe and the two states is undecided, and he acts rashly, which is not good for him. Although his father had already stepped on his head and bullied him, he still endured it. Yang Xutang said.

"He can't bear it, I think Wu He can't help it."

"......" Yang Xutang did not take Wu He in his eyes.

"During this time, you practiced hard in the Green House?"

"Don't worry, I'll practice hard." Xingzhi kissed him on the chin, and leaned half-on top of him

Not again!

Yang Xutang took a deep breath: "Sleep." ”

Thinking about it, the teacher can really bear it!

Although she thought so, drowsiness soon set in, and she fell asleep in a short time.

The life of living in the green house is as happy as a fairy for Xingzhi.

Yang Sutang is a person who lives a very regular life.

He would get up at five o'clock and start practicing. After practicing for an hour, I had breakfast and then went to the academy to get busy.

Xingzhi will also follow his routine, and she will go to the Song family's salt and rice Zhuangzi in the morning.

In the afternoon, Yang Xutang will come back, usually either making tea or incense. Most of the lines have also returned, she likes to watch Yang Xutang make tea, watch the tea green in his hands kneading, stir-frying, and spreading.

They would also take half an hour to come out every day, and Yang Xutang taught her to learn the piano.

In the evening, it is the time for him to read books, that is, the time for Xingzhi to do his homework, and the master and apprentice are in the study hall, one person and one table, making a pot of tea, and accompanying each other without disturbing each other.

When there is a problem with behavior, he will be asked.

Xingzhi's martial arts have made rapid progress, she is really smart and has a strong comprehension. After having Yang Xutang's guidance, her whipping method was free, and her anger was much less.

Before I knew it, more than a month had passed quickly.

In the past month or so, in addition to going to Yanmizhuang or going to Wukong Nunnery to see his mother and sisters, almost all of them are in the green house.

Her favorite thing is to stick to Yang Xutang's side, tease him, and watch him lose control of herself.

When practicing, she would rub against him intentionally or unintentionally. While reading, she suddenly had a problem, and when he came over, she would hook his neck. When teaching her to play the piano, she likes to hold his hand and let him teach him to play by hand.

Not to mention sleeping at night, she must sleep with him, and then lie on top of him, tie their hair, and chat all over the world.

Sometimes she would suddenly touch his Adam's apple with her fingers: "Teacher, I hurt when you bit it so well last time......"

Or suddenly excited, whispered to him: "Lanzhou ......"

How to flirt with his usual behavior, Yang Sutang can bear most of them. But as long as he whispered to him in Lanzhou, Yang Sutang couldn't stand it, and he would definitely hug her and kiss her fiercely.

Gradually, they became more and more familiar with each other, practice makes perfect, and the experience became more and more wonderful.

Xingzhi sometimes annoys him: "Yang Lanzhou, the monks of Liuhe Temple don't have your determination!" ”

Yang Xutang will be serious: "Don't be so analogic!" ”

What kind of life is a fairy? Isn't this the life of a fairy?