Li Lu stayed after all.

This was the longest day he had ever had, drinking tea and fragrant incense, playing chess, and arranging the art of war...... He accompanied Mo Ting to do a lot of things that Wen Yuan likes to do on weekdays.

In the evening, the snow outside the house is still falling, and even getting bigger and bigger, a six-petal snowflake floats in from the window and falls on the palm, and you can even clearly see the lines on the snowflakes.

Where is Xin Shao now? Study? Back kitchen? Or your own room?

What will she do? Go to bed? Dine? Or playing in the snow?

A long time ago, she cried out that the children outside the valley could roll in the snow, would she also roll in the snow?

But when he is not by her side, who will play with her?

Wen Bin? Text three? Do they have the patience to accompany her?

By the way, there is also Uncle Zhang, Uncle Zhang is the most patient and will definitely accompany her to have fun.

Thinking about it, Li Lu's brows stretched slightly, and he held the snowflake with his backhand, and his palms were instantly wet and cool.

"Thinking about Shao girl?" Mo Ting coughed lightly, raised his hand to light the stove in the house, and he didn't notice it during the day, and as soon as the unitary time passed, the wind blowing in was biting.

Li Lu closed the paper window and said lightly, "I'm just thinking about why my internal strength will be greatly reduced as soon as it is a cold day, and even on the last day, my internal strength will be completely lost." ”

"The bloodline of the gods and demons is too strong, it can be said that after completely awakening, there is no fear of everything, but things must be opposed, perhaps...... This is a warning from the Heavenly Dao, wanting to make the bloodline owner have some awe of the powerful power. After Mo Ting lit the fire, the room suddenly warmed up.

The candlelight flickered, the room was brightly lit, and the master and apprentice were only halfway through their chess.

"Perhaps." Li Lu's eyes shone lightly, and he fell down.

Li Lu held the black son, Mo Ting held the white son, for nearly half an hour, they were still evenly matched, and it was difficult to distinguish between them.

Mo Ting held a son in his hand, hanging in the air for a long time, but he never fell, "But Lu'er, over the years, you have taken care of Shao Yatou, and you have seen it as a teacher, but the seven boys of the Wen family are obviously also interested in Shao'er, you ......"

Before he finished speaking, he was coldly interrupted by Li Lu, "Xin Shao is mine." ”

Mo Ting knew that he had misunderstood when he heard it, and said, "Being a teacher is not for you to give up Shao girl, for a teacher just wants you to see your own mind clearly, is it the obsession of wanting to take care of her when you were a child, or is it really a love for her." ”

Li Lu didn't expect Mo Ting to say these words, the five words just now were completely instinctive, and now he calmed down, and every word was resolute and firm.

"I admit that at first I just wanted to make up for the debt I owed to her and wanted to take care of her for the rest of my life, but as I got along day by day, my feelings for her also changed, and I was also confused and doubtful, but now, I know very well that I have a love for her as a man and a woman, she will be mine, and she can only be mine."