The smell of the spirit horse's heart was gradually melted away by the water in the hot spring pool, and she jumped like a mermaid in the water as usual to relieve the discomfort of growing new flesh on her body. After a while, Han Asa sat down on the edge of the hot spring pool as he ascended from the water.

She waited for the newly grown flesh to be a little firmer, as if waiting for something to ferment.

She looked around at the white expanse around her. I thought to myself, I haven't seen the silver bell for a month, and I don't know what happened to the silver bell? The child in her belly has grown up a little bit again.

Before, Han Qian was not sure that she could help Yinling take out the child, but now, she is sure. Everything is going for the better. She smiled slightly, got up and put on another old-fashioned cheongsam with red flowers.

The corners of her mouth raised a slight arc, and it should be the right time to go back to the house at this time.

I took a deep breath and prepared myself to face the wind and rain. Then head outside

On the first floor of Longyun Mountain, in the room of the cold and shallow disciples

Ji Mo took the danqing one by one and examined it carefully. Then, shaking his head in amazement. He never thought that this apprentice, who he had always looked down on, Danqing would be so superb.

Behind Ji Mo, stood Zhang Junfeng and George Streamer. Zhang Junfeng looked surprised, he was surprised why Han Qian made so many paintings about George streamers.

George Streamer was furious, and she always felt that she was being followed all this time. All this is confirmed.

Originally, she knocked on the door, ready to question Yu Hanqian. No one opened the door, and as soon as she entered the room, she saw a table full of portraits of herself. It made her feel incredibly sick.

Streamer never thought that this slut would be so inferior, and he had a habit of grinding mirrors.

"Master~" Streamer called out with a little coquettishness.

Ji Mo didn't turn his head, still looking at the few Danqing that he picked up in his hand. "It's so expressive~" He kept sighing in his heart. Compared with his own paintings, Ji Mo was simply ashamed to death.

Han Qian pushed the door open, and Ji Mo, Zhang Junfeng, and George Streamer turned to look at the people who entered the room. Ji Mo took two steps forward.

Han Qian pretended to be stunned and looked at the three uninvited guests. Then, with some embarrassment, he shouted 'Master'.

"These paintings are all from your hands?" Ji Mo looked at Han Qian, still a little unbelievable that it was made by Han Qian.

Han Qian was so ashamed that he didn't speak. Neither nodding nor shaking his head. looked like a thief, but his eyes rolled in embarrassment. Then, he lowered his head again.

"Yu Hanqian~" George Streamer approached, she raised Hanqian's chin, "I didn't expect you're such a disgusting person~" After speaking, she twisted Hanqian's chin fiercely. I can't wait to crush it to vent my hatred.

George Streamer felt that being liked by 'this kind of person' was simply the biggest insult to her. No, it's a shame. Yu Hanqian is not damned, but should be cut with a thousand cuts.

Yu Han stubbornly twisted his chin away from George's streamer, and then lowered his head again. It's like being discovered by someone who has a huge shameless secret in my heart, and I am infinitely ashamed.

"Han Qian, did you paint this painting?" Ji Mo, who was dressed in a black robe, took the painting and asked Han Qian again.

Hanqian, who lowered her head, finally nodded her head twice, and she didn't dare to look up at Ji Mo's eyes.

Ji Mo exhaled deeply, his face full of admiration. This apprentice turned out to be not useless, eating dry rice for nothing. There's still a little bit of something that will happen.

Ji Mo looked at the shame in front of her, and found that her figure seemed to have become a lot stronger recently. He hadn't seen her for nearly a month, and if it weren't for the painting, he would have seen it at a glance.

"Master?" George Streamer shouted coquettishly again.

Ji Mo looked back at the streamer, "You know, even if she has thoughts about you." I can't punish her without causing you bodily harm. "Besides, in Condor City, grinding mirrors is the default.

Han Qian raised his head sadly, and looked at the streamer with an apologetic expression.

"The day after tomorrow, it's the day you compete with Blue Butterfly. Prepare! Paint, I'll take it for you. Ji Mo looked down at his useless apprentice and said with a little regret.

"Yes, Master." Han Qian returned quietly.

Ji Mo took the painting and walked out of the shallow room, and Zhang Junfeng also went out.

George Streamer originally thought that the master would scold and humiliate Han Qian fiercely. Unexpectedly, Ji Mo was so unfazed and erased the matter. She snorted coldly in disgust and walked past Han Qian's side. Out of the house.

She George Streamer couldn't let this matter pass so easily.

Early the next morning

Han Qian was still asleep when he was woken up by a knock on the door. The sun shone on her snow-white skin, and she opened her eyes. A quick knock at the door made her get dressed quickly.

"Senior brother?" So early, she didn't know why, Hu Xuecheng's knock on the door was so urgent.

Hu Xuecheng looked cold, and the emotions in his eyes were very complicated. "You—" he stopped talking. He sighed and lowered his head.

"Senior brother, is there something wrong with you?"

Hu Xuecheng lowered his head for a long time before he looked up at Han Qian, and plucked up the courage to say, "Do you like Senior Sister Streamer?" After saying it, it seems that it is not so difficult to say it.

looked at Hu Xuecheng in astonishment.

"Now, the whole 'Fairy Pavilion' is talking about it, saying that you like women."