Just as he was troubled, Jun Shuying's voice came slowly: "Practicing martial arts is like practicing calligraphy, and you should not be anxious." The more anxious you are, the worse you practice. Miaomiao, you don't have to push yourself like that. ”

Shen Miaoyan spun around and jumped onto a wooden stake, put the scimitar into the sheath, and sat down cross-legged casually, with a cool smile in his voice: "I can see it clearly, that man, he said that he would let me go, but in fact, he didn't plan to let me go at all." If I don't hurry up and learn some self-defense......"

Her amber eyes dimmed a lot, and she never wanted to go back to that dark night, pressed under that man, doing whatever she wanted.

She Shen Miaoyan doesn't have any big ambitions now, her only ambition is that one day, Jun Tianlan can kneel at her feet and obediently open her mouth to call her ancestor!

Jun Shuying has always been accustomed to her doing whatever she wants, and seeing that she was determined to practice martial arts well, she no longer persuaded her, and took a sword from the weapon Bogu rack on the sidelines and accompanied her to practice.

The little girl in Xuanwang's Mansion seized almost all the time to temper herself, and in the Prince's Mansion, Jun Tianlan didn't finish dealing with the piles of folds on the bookcase until late at night, returned to the bed after bathing, and was so tired that she fell asleep as soon as she closed her eyes.

In the dream, it seemed that a little girl was entangled with him coquettishly and willfully, standing on the high steps with her waist crossed, and arrogantly asked him to call her Little Ancestor.

A man who has always been cold and cold-faced rarely shows a smile in his sleep.

There are traces of fallen flowers, and there are no traces of dreams.

Seeing that it is the mid-July mid-year festival, the hawkers selling dead utensils, boots and shoes, heads, golden rhino fake belts, colorful clothes, etc. in the market gradually increase, and there are also people selling fruit food, planting sheng, practicing leaves, cockscombs, magu and "Zun Shengmu Lianjing" in the downtown area, and the artists in the Goolan tile shop began to perform the miscellaneous drama of "Mu Lian Saving Mother", and the pickaxe capital is more lively than Tanabata.

Jun Shuying saw that Shen Miaoyan practiced martial arts hard, and really felt sorry for her, so she insisted on taking her out of the house to play on the day of the Midyear Festival, saying that she wanted to combine work and rest, and said that the long lake in the southern suburbs was very lively, and she should go to see the scenery.

Shen Miaoyan knew that everything was about relaxation, so he agreed to go to the lake with him.

She changed out of her strong outfit and wore a cherry blossom pink placket draped gauze dress, tied a bean-green embroidered koi waist seal around her waist, hung a dark green purse and a piece of green silk jade, and combed her hair into a beautiful bun.

She sat in front of the dresser, Jun Shuying took out a jade hairpin with a green and smooth body from the box, helped her insert it into the bun, and stared at the rhombic mirror from behind.

"Seems to be missing something......"

Danfeng's eyes moved slightly, he reached out to take the eyebrows, dipped them in a little with a small eyebrow brush, picked up her chin with one hand, and helped her thrush with the other.

Shen Miaoyan stared at his serious appearance, and the tip of his heart couldn't help but tremble.

I always thought that this man had been in the middle of thousands of flowers and not a single leaf, and I always thought that his liking for her was just the kind that he cherished more and more like a prey that he couldn't get.

But in fact......

Is he sincere to her?

"Jun Shuying, I-"

"Don't move." Jun Shuying lowered her eyes, straightened her face, and still thrushed her carefully.

Shen Miaoyan grabbed the hem of her skirt tightly with both hands and had to shut up.

The slender eyelashes covered the gloom in the pupils, Jun Shuying was such a transparent and delicate person, he naturally knew what her eyes represented just now, and he knew what she wanted to say.

But he didn't want to hear the words of refusal.

Even if he was asked to stay like this with her for the rest of his life, he was willing.

After painting her eyebrows, Jun Shuying took another lipstick, dipped it with a lip brush, and gently helped her apply it to every inch of her lip flap.

Her lips were soft and sweet, he had tasted them.

After the little girl practiced martial arts every day, Jun Shuying would order someone to help her prepare a rose milk bath, and give her his own self-conditioned pearl rose paste to apply to her face and body, so her skin was very well nourished, white and crystalline, and it could be broken by blowing, like a shelled egg, so tender that it seemed to be able to pinch out water.

For such good skin, thrush and lipstick are enough, and then applying rouge and gouache is just a burden.

The little girl looked at the rhombic glasses, the girl in the mirror was beautiful, her lips were red and her teeth were white, and she had faded away from the youthfulness of the girl's house, and she really had the appearance of a girl.

Or......

The amber eyes dimmed slightly, and the pain of the tearing of the lower body that night came back to his mind.

Or, like a woman.

"Let's go."

The little girl still sat still, lowered her eyelashes, and said in a very soft voice: "Brother Shu Ying." ”

Jun Shuying was stunned, this was the second time she had called him like this.

Shen Miaoyan's hands on her lap couldn't help but clench, "I'm not a girl anymore." That night, the night of the riots on Qingping Street, he ...... He violated me. ”

Very euphemistic wording.

There was silence in the dormitory, except for the sound of the wind passing through the hall.

Shen Miaoyan's eyes were slightly red, and he turned around and smiled at him, "Brother Shuying, I'm not clean anymore." ”

At first, she lost the virginity of the girl, and she was ignorant and did not know what it meant.

But now......

She said that Jun Tianlan was dirty, and where was she clean.

What about her, she deserves Jun Shuying's liking.

Just as she was sad, Jun Shuying rubbed her head, and her beautiful face pouted with a gentle smile: "Fool." ”

The little girl froze.

"As long as you want to be a girl, you can be ten years old, twenty years old can be, thirty years old can also be. It can be before leaving the cabinet, and after getting married, it can also be. The handsome man leaned over, his eyes fixed on those amber eyes, "No one stipulates that whether a woman is clean or not must be measured by innocence." ”

Shen Miaoyan had never heard such shocking words.

She stared at Jun Shuying blankly, and the other party flicked her head, and walked to the door with her sleeves dashing: "Let's go!" ”

She touched her head, the inferiority complex in her heart disappeared inexplicably, a flamboyant smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and she got up and chased out.

At this time, the southern suburbs are very lively, and many nobles are boating on the lake, and the orchestra is all around, singing and dancing.

The painting boat of Xuanwang's Mansion is the most luxurious, the little girl lies on the side of the boat, looking around curiously, Jun Shuying reclines lazily on the soft couch, she admires the mountains and waters, and he admires the beauty of her back.

The little guy next to him was interested in pleasing the trick, and said with a respectful smile: "Lord, I heard that there is a water chestnut bush on the east side of Changhu Lake!" I heard that fresh water chestnut is the most sweet and delicious, crispy skin and delicious meat, I wonder if Miss Shen likes it? ”

Jun Shuying smiled and groaned, "Sail the boat over, this king will personally pick it for her to eat." ”

"Okay!"

The painting boat of Xuanwang's Mansion sailed all the way to the east of Changhu Lake, only to see that there were water chestnut bushes on the water surface in front of them, and the leaves were green and shiny, and there were already many servants who were ordered by the master's family to row a small boat to pick in it.

Jun Shuying raised her eyebrows in displeasure, Xiao Miaomiao has a big appetite, most of this water chestnut bush has been picked by someone, and the remaining small half, how can it be enough for her to eat?

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