The scholar woke up slowly, and it was already dark.

Next to her was a girl in white squatting aside, boredly grabbing a branch of dogtail grass and muttering to herself, "Don't choose a good weather when you throw yourself into the lake?" Are you still bothering Miss I will save you? ”

The girl pouted and complained, her eyes were black and clear, because of the hazy words, she was filled with three points of moisture, and the sleeves and skirts were soaked, but that's all, her body was only slightly moisturized, and the scholar was stunned.

The girl twisted the water on the sleeves of the hem of her clothes, and when she saw that he was awake, she didn't care, and muttered to herself: "I'm still wet to save you, and I don't know how many words Li'er has to say when I go back, it's really disappointing." ”

Scholars get wet when they hear it?

The scholar who had read the sages didn't want to 'lose', but at this time he apologized: "Miss Lao rescued me, but I was stupid, I didn't expect Miss to be a superior person......"

Dongfang Yan sat lazily on the chair in the pavilion, and before he finished speaking, he cut off: "Seeing that you are young, do you think you have a strong ambition and have time to show your ambitions in the future?" In such a youthful age, what do you learn to throw into the lake? Can't think about it? ”

The scholar was already dumbfounded, and when he heard this...... Before and after the contact, I thought of a book, the hero saves the beauty or not, why does the beauty save the hero? Originally, he thought she couldn't think about it, so he hurriedly rescued her, but she saved his life? It's really embarrassing, embarrassing......

The scholar was dumbfounded, Dongfang Yan frowned, but she didn't plan to say too much, seeing that the rain was getting heavier and heavier, she would either go home in the rain or wait for the rain to stop, she didn't like it, she still wanted to go out and get a shower? At this time, there is inexplicably more of this burden.

She looked down and saw that the white veil on her arm was wet, revealing the color of her skin, and she knew that the rain could not be drenched.

The ancient woman looked at her feet and was able to make a promise, this shower? God knows what else can be messed up???

Dongfang Yan rolled her eyes, thinking about that Sima Xuan still lifted her skirt without any scruples? There is no consciousness of the graceful demeanor of ancient men, which is really hateful.

She gritted her teeth as she thought, and secretly thought about him again. Hurriedly grabbed his thoughts, so as not to run farther.

In order to divert his attention, he simply turned his gaze to Yanyu Hu Bo, and forced himself to make a sour poem about this scenery from top to bottom. She only forced out one sentence in her heart: "Three miles of peach blossoms and ten miles of pavilions, smoke and water demons save lives?" Bah, you're charming! ”

The scholar was drenched and extremely embarrassed, but seeing that Dongfang Yan didn't pay attention to this side at all, he also let go of his courage, and looked carefully at the girl in white in front of him.

The peach blossoms behind him are swaying in the rain, the stars are scattered and scattered, and the blowing willows are more like flexible thin belts, and the dancing posture of the girl is thought of in my mind, and the words and phrases such as 'the willow posture peach blossom face, the rain spring pavilion invites the beauty'.

However, I thought stupidly in my mind, let's use 'invite' to be more poetic, it's better than words like 'Spring Pavilion meets beauty to save scholars', it's really ...... Lose face!

Seeing Dongfang Yan sitting in the pavilion with arms crossed, she shrank a little when the cold wind blew, and she was also soaked, shivering in the cold wind, and wanted to put on a dress for her? There is no way around it.

Dongfang Yan scolded chaotically in his mind, if it weren't for the light power consumption and exhaustion of internal force, it would be better to dry the clothes now than to blow a cold wind here, right?

The scholar got up and walked out, as if he was about to turn back to find something......

Fang Cai's umbrella seems to have fallen somewhere?

Dongfang Yan frowned and didn't look back, "Are you going to jump into the lake again?" I'm not sure I'll save your life again. ”

Seeing the scholar's straight back, he steadied his footsteps, and then turned around and smiled: "No, no, Miss is too worried." ”

She didn't care, as if she thought to herself, if he left, would she be at ease? Then should she just go and drench it again and slowly go home? Seeing the scholar's back running away, Dongfang Yan also got up and paced slowly along the bluestone trail in the rain, which was extremely comfortable.

But after all, there is no interest in singing and dancing.

She seemed to have deliberately slowed down her pace, just wishing to enjoy a moment of silence in this stolen time, her hair was messy and sticking to her cheeks, she simply reached out and removed her bun, letting her long hair be scattered in the air and bathing in the rain, and the lead was washed away, at this moment, don't be gentle.

It seems that he has not been so indulgent for a long time, and he didn't dare to relax in his previous life, but in this life, he met Situ Lie, Meng Xuan, and Sima Xuan? Everyone watched her tightly, but she didn't have a chance to indulge, but now she is walking in the rain wantonly, and it seems that she has just returned to the real Oriental Goose, with an indelible breath of freedom in her bones, so she finally found an opportunity to indulge in singing?

And she seems to be too indulgent tonight, and at this time her mind is a little hazy, but she gets a moment of tranquility in the sound of raindrops falling in her ears, and completely forgets that she saved an unlucky scholar today, and seems to be willing to indulge her mind so much.

I don't stop under my feet, but I don't know where I am.

The scholar saw this kind of scene again, the girl was dressed in white and clinging to her body, outlining the style of her youthful figure, her figure was slender and straight, as if with unyielding strength, her hair was covered with green silk, the lead was washed away, the powder was not combed, her palm-sized face was pale and pitiful, her eyes were empty, but full of free and loose atmosphere.

It's still raining......

The raindrops stopped at the top of their heads, and Dongfang Yan looked up blankly, it was a talented scholar? At this time, he was holding an indigo oil-paper umbrella in his hand, knowing that he was soaking wet, he stood out of the umbrella by himself, and seemed to indirectly show his respect for the young lady who was not out of the cabinet.

For her, she has always maintained a distance of one step away.

Dongfang Yan stopped, and he stopped.

She looked down at her clinging white clothes, slightly outlining her lilac belly pocket, and raised her eyebrows.

When he turned around, he saw that the scholar's eyes were looking at his nose and nose, and he didn't mean to look at it at all, but the scholar didn't notice that his ears were slightly red.

It seems that the internal force has quietly recovered a little in a daze, Dongfang Yan condensed his breath, and the sea of qi led out the internal force to circulate around his body, seeing that his soaked white clothes became dry at a speed visible to the naked eye, the scholar stared at his feet, and saw that the half-transparent white yarn gradually condensed into a substantial brilliance, and looked up at the girl in amazement, thinking that he was really a hidden master???

Dongfang Yan looked at the scholar and frowned, the internal force recovered at this time was just enough to dry his clothes and control the light work to return home, seeing this down-and-out scholar standing in front of him, it seemed that he couldn't ignore it?

It's just that if you help him dry this clothes again, his internal strength will be exhausted, and he can only walk back to Dongfang Mansion, right?

The silent battle between heaven and man in her thoughts, but after all, she can't let the scholar look so down, just as she can't watch innocent people die in front of her, she may also have a nosy heart inside.

Dongfang Yan sighed, looked in the direction of the scholar, raised his jade hand and beckoned.

The scholar didn't know why, and looked at Dongfang Yan's expression as if he had seen a fox spirit on the Jiuju Mountain??? It turned out to be a look of panic that avoided it.

Dongfang Yan maliciously wondered if Feng Sheng also had such a panicked look when he met Xin Shixi? At this time, he frowned impatiently and reluctantly spoke.

"Come or go."

Simple and rude, but scared the scholar stupidly.

He wanted to go, but he didn't know the way! At this time, he couldn't cry or laugh, and seeing that Dongfang Yan's eyes didn't argue with emotion, the cold look was only worried in his heart, couldn't it be annoying?

He could only touch his nose and smile bitterly, and simply wanted to stuff the green bamboo bone umbrella into Dongfang Yan's hand, but he always kept a distance away from one step, such a posture was a little awkward, and he even had to take half a step forward to hand the umbrella to her.

Dongfang Yan has never been a very patient person, looking at the scholar with a tangled face but not wanting to know what he is struggling with, his hand that handed over the umbrella was very close, but he never reached Dongfang Yan's hanging hand, a little cramped.

Dongfang Yan stepped forward and grabbed the scholar's wrist, and the scholar was shocked. Seeing that he wanted to struggle and flee in a hurry, Dongfang Yan frowned, thinking: Am I like a wicked girl in lust? As for making him so scared?

At this time, she didn't care what he thought, but she said she would do it.

She is not a person who twists and entangles, the internal force is steaming and spreading from the wrist veins all over the body, it seems that there is a dry ironing from the inside, and in the blink of an eye, the dripping wet clothes are also half dry.

Dongfang Yan looked at his hand in astonishment, with a puzzled expression.

Is it just that the internal force has recovered slightly? Can't even dry two people's clothes?

The scholar also looked at Dongfang Yan in astonishment, at this time the clothes on his body were still slightly wet, but compared to the embarrassment of the soup chicken, it was not too much, the spring rain was sleepless, and he saw that he was about to soak into the clothes that were finally half-dry, Dongfang Yan frowned and snatched the umbrella handle from the scholar's hand, and took a step forward, and the scholar took a step back.

And her patience has been exhausted, the wrist veins on her hand are buckled, the scholar suddenly can't move, Dongfang Yan walked in one step, seeing that the scholar was about to retreat again, but it seemed that his feet were uncontrollable and nailed in place? When was the handle back in his hands?

Dongfang Yan's cold gaze swept over, "What exactly do you want to do?" ”

The scholar was restrained by people and couldn't move, but he was still able to speak, "I really don't mean to offend Miss, but I can't find a way back at this time, can I ask Miss?" ”

Dongfang Yan looked dissatisfied, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "If you can't find a way back, you have to throw yourself into the lake?" It's really useless. ”

The scholar was half dead, but he didn't know how to explain, so he could only smile and not say much at this time.

She loosened the restraint in her hand and walked down the trail.

The scholar was startled and hurriedly followed, and the umbrella was still only shrouded in the sky above her.

Dongfang Yan half turned around and frowned, "If you don't cherish the clothes I dried for you, stay away from me, and look upset." ”

She strode away with a meteor, the scholar hurriedly chased after her, and Dongfang Yan was stunned, as if there was a cold breath rendered, without saying a word, not angry and arrogant.

The scholar touched his nose and moved into the space of less than two steps in the umbrella.

And her patience today is really limited, she simply doesn't care about him, as soon as she turns around and says to go, the scholar hurriedly retracts her tall figure into the umbrella, which is less than two steps square, under the umbrella, Dongfang Yan occupies half of the side, and the scholar tries to get as close to the edge as possible.

He only took up a small half, but half of his shirt was inevitably wet.

"Where are you going?"

Dongfang Yan asked unhurriedly, with three points of impatience in his words.

The scholar was stunned and hurriedly replied: "Pintong Street." ”

Dongfang Yantou didn't look back, "I'll show you the way when you get there, and then, don't follow me anymore." ”

Speechless all the way, but they also walked for a long time? He silently felt her existence, but because of her coldness, he didn't dare to speak, the spring rain is cloudy, when will someone enter the painting?

When they parted, the scholar breathed a sigh of relief, but he gave the oil-paper umbrella to Dongfang Yan with full grace, and asked for advice before the name was completed, so he handed over the name card instead, how do you know that Dongfang Yan is soft and hard and does not eat? He only said, 'Goodbye, no fate, Mo Yan', then took the umbrella and turned around and disappeared into the rain.

The scholar looked at her back, looking stupid and speechless......

When does spring first bloom? He also lost his mind because of this, and he himself still didn't know it.