Qingwen's heart trembled, and a shy flush spread from her cheeks to the roots of her ears in an instant.

Jia Chen looked at her pretty red face and asked with a smile:

"What? You don't want to? ”

"Yes! Brother Chen wants to buy me new clothes, and I am naturally overjoyed! The corners of Qingwen's lips tugged at the corners of a shy and happy smile, and she hurriedly handed the tape measure to Jia Chen.

Taking the tape measure, Jia Chen walked up to Qingwen and helped her measure the size with his own hands.

The little lotus showed its sharp corners, and no dragonfly stood on its head.

When measuring, there will inevitably be some slight touch.

Qingwen's pretty face was crimson, and her eyes were half-drunk, but she pursed her cherry lips tightly, snorted a few times in her nose from time to time, and the hairs on her body seemed to dance.

There was a soft and warm touch from Jia Chen's fingertips, and his heart trembled as if he had been electrocuted.

Qingwen belongs to the type of person who dresses thin and is actually material.

After the measurement was completed, I don't know whether she was nervous or excited, a few drops of fine sweat broke out on the tip of Qingwen's nose, and her cherry lips were half open, exhaling like an orchid.

What a sensitive girl......

The corners of Jia Chen's lips raised slightly, put down the tape measure, and said with a smile:

"I've memorized your measurements, let's go, I'll go to the kitchen with you to clean up the meal."

Tonight, Qingwen made two steamed ducks stuffed with wine, a pot of shrimp and chicken skin soup, and the staple food was jujube paste and yam cake.

Jia Chen took off a duck leg with his own hands, and filled a bowl of shrimp and chicken skin soup, plus a piece of jujube paste yam cake, put it in the food box, and carried it to deliver rice to Lin Daiyu.

When Jia Chen climbed over the wall and entered the Rongguo Mansion, he found Lin Daiyu sitting on a stone pier under a begonia tree waiting for him.

The trees are full of pink and blue begonia flowers, and the air is sprinkled with a gentle drizzle, the raindrops are sparse, as fine as cow's hair, but there is no need to hold an umbrella.

It's really "begonias don't hesitate to be rouge, independent in the drizzle".

Jia Chen casually brushed away a piece of begonia petals that fell in front of him, walked up to Lin Daiyu, and handed the food box to the other party.

Lin Daiyu took the food box, opened the lid of the box, and said with a smile:

"Tonight's dinner is so sumptuous!"

Jia Chen reminded:

"It's raining lightly, shall I accompany you to a nearby pavilion to eat?"

Lin Daiyu smiled crookedly:

"There are always a few unavoidable rains in life, and since there is no way to avoid them, there is no need to avoid them."

Jia Chen smiled with satisfaction, after this period of getting along, under his care and guidance, Lin Daiyu's personality was much more cheerful than before.

Although there are still some sentimentals and sadness occasionally, I rarely cry.

"Just have dinner with the spring rain, have a different artistic conception!" Jia Chen smiled.

As he spoke, he sat down next to Lin Daiyu, opened the oil-paper umbrella he was carrying, propped it on top of the other party's head, and said softly: "The light rain is as moist as a crisp, but there is dust in the rain, I still help you hold the umbrella." ”

"Good!"

Lin Daiyu smiled gently, her heart was warm, she left her hometown and wandered in the capital, Jia Chen was like this oil-paper umbrella, holding up a piece of the sky for herself, blocking the wind and frost sword.

After eating and drinking, Jia Chen asked Lin Daiyu to practice the first forty styles of the Wudang Seven Star Sword.

Lin Daiyu's kendo talent is rare in the world, and in just a few days, she has already practiced the first forty styles perfectly, like an arm command.

Of course, she is still slightly inferior to her peerless talent.

Thinking of this, Jia Chen took a sip of himself in his heart, and secretly scolded himself for being so thick-skinned.

After Lin Daiyu finished the drill, Jia Chen smiled and applauded.

"Dancing like a frightening dragon, graceful like a dragon, when Sister Lin dances the sword, it's like dancing, it's really pleasing to the eye."

Lin Daiyu smiled shyly and said: "Brother Chen has a good reputation, and Brother Chen taught him well." ”

Jia Chen said:

"There are a total of fifty-two styles of the Wudang Seven Star Sword, you have learned the first forty styles, and I will teach you ten more styles."

Lin Daiyu smiled:

"Why don't you teach me the last twelve."

"Okay!"

Jia Chen hugged Lin Daiyu from behind and taught her hand in hand.

Time flies, the shadow of the sun slants westward, the golden black falls westward, and the jade rabbit rises eastward.

The surroundings gradually darkened.

The moonlight was hazy, the night rain was slightly cool, and Jia Chen kept hugging Lin Daiyu.

The two of them were under the moon before the flowers, grinding their ears and temples, lingering and sympathetic, and they were reluctant to part for a long time.

Lin Daiyu's red cheeks disappeared in the night, blinking her sparkling eyes, and shyly and angrily:

"Brother Chen, you, how long are you going to hold it?"

Only then did Jia Chen realize how ambiguous his current posture was, so he had to reluctantly let go of his embrace, and said with a sneer:

"It's cold tonight, I'm holding you so you can be warmer."

I don't know how Lin Daiyu felt when she heard this, anyway, as soon as the words fell, Jia Chen himself had goosebumps.

It's disgusting!

Bah!

Scumbag!

I obviously want to take advantage, but I have to find this kind of lame excuse.

Jia Chen wanted to vomit himself.

But there is no way, who made Lin Daiyu look so good-looking?

I can't help myself, I always have to find a high-sounding reason, right?

Lin Daiyu was silent for a moment, and said softly like a mosquito:

"I'm not cold, if Brother Chen thinks it's more convenient to teach me to practice swords like this, then it's okay to hold me from behind."

Jia Chen: ( ́⊙ω⊙')!

What's going on?

Could it be that Sister Lin is willing to let herself hold her?

Jia Chen stretched out his arms, so excited that he couldn't walk anymore, just like a zombie, put his legs together, and jumped behind Lin Daiyu.

However, Lin Daiyu was like a frightened rabbit, and she also jumped forward and opened up the distance.

If they had both had a talisman on their heads just now, others might be scared half to death when they saw it.

As soon as Jia Chen saw Lin Daiyu's reaction, he knew that he couldn't be in a hurry, he had to be empathetic and take his time.

Lin Daiyu glanced back at Jia Chen, the moonlight was reflected in the eyes of both parties, and both of them could see that the other's eyes flashed with embarrassment.

Lin Daiyu lowered her eyebrows, and a pair of smoky eyebrows were sometimes wrinkled, sometimes stretched.

Although she pursed her lips, the corners of her mouth were irrepressibly slightly raised, the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were also rippling, and her lowered eyes were covered under the soft eyelashes like butterfly wings, flashing with a slight hint of shame.

The atmosphere is awkward and ambiguous, time seems to stand still in this moment, and everything around is quiet.

Jia Chen was the first to break the silence and coughed lightly:

"I've been teaching you for so long just now, I don't know if you've learned it? If you don't learn it, I'll teach you a little longer. ”

Lin Daiyu hurriedly replied:

"Learned, I'll practice it and show it to Brother Chen."

After that, she held the branch in her hand, compared and stroked, and rehearsed the last twelve postures a little jerky.

Jia Chen smiled and said:

"Very good, if you practice a few more times, you will probably be able to practice. I have already taught you all the Wudang Seven Star Swords, and the next step, I should teach you the light martial arts. ”

Lin Daiyu happily stroked her palms and smiled:

"Great, ever since I saw Brother Chen walking on the lake and riding the waves, I have always dreamed that I would be able to fly one day."

Jia Chen smiled:

"I can make your dreams come true right now."

After that, he stretched out his right arm, grabbed Lin Daiyu's lower back, stepped with his right foot, and jumped in the air with the force of the shock.

In Lin Daiyu's exclamation, Jia Chen stepped on the trunk of the begonia tree twice, flew to the treetops with his strength, and lightly totoe on the outstretched branches, and flew horizontally to a poplar tree three or four steps away.

In this way, he held Lin Daiyu with one hand, jumped a few times in the woods, and finally flew to the eaves of an octagonal pavilion.

The crescent moon hangs high overhead, and the spring breeze blows underfoot.

Waiting for her feet to land, Lin Daiyu exhaled a long breath, her heart had already mentioned her throat and eyes just now, and the feeling of flying in the wind was really exciting.

In order to prevent Lin Daiyu from accidentally falling off the octagonal pavilion, Jia Chen kept reaching out to hold her willow waist.

The two of them looked around, and most of the Rongguo Mansion was in full view.

The beautiful scenery such as pavilions, water pavilions, winding paths, rockeries and lakes are all hidden in the hazy moonlight, and the candles swaying in the wind, reflecting the windows in a flickering light.

Looking at this quiet night scene and feeling the tenderness in his arms, Jia Chen couldn't help but sing:

"Let youth blow your long hair,

Let it pull your dreams.

Unconsciously the history of this city,

Your smile has been remembered.

The blue sky in the red heart,

It's the beginning of life.

Spring rain sleepless overnight you,

The days when I slept alone.

Let the delicate flowers of youth,

Bloomed the hidden red face.

......”

When she heard this beautiful melody, Lin Daiyu half-opened her cherry lips, her eyes trembled, and she was deeply shocked, and then she slowly indulged in Jia Chen's magnetic voice.

When the song ended, Lin Daiyu was still unsatisfied, and asked curiously:

"Brother Chen, is this a song you wrote yourself?"

Jia Chen was slightly stunned, so he had to admit it cheekily, he couldn't say that this was a song he had heard in his previous life, right?

"It's so good, can you sing it again?" Lin Daiyu's eyes were blazing and she looked at Jia Chen.

"Of course you can, as long as you want to hear it, I am willing to sing it as many times as I want, I will teach you, let's sing it together." Jia Chen smiled dotingly.

After teaching it two or three times, the ice and snow smart Lin Daiyu learned.

The two people sat side by side on the eaves of the octagonal pavilion, bathed in the hazy moonlight like a light veil, overlooking the rolling hills in the north of the city, singing and laughing together.

When the moon hung in the sky, Jia Chen reluctantly reminded:

"Sister Lin, you should go back, otherwise, Zijuan and Chunxian should be suspicious."

"Okay, Brother Nachen, you can send me back!" Lin Daiyu said with a stunned gaze.

"Well, it's so dark, I'm naturally going to give it to you." Jia Chen jumped off the octagonal pavilion with Lin Daiyu in his arms, and sent the other party home until he climbed over the wall and left.

However, as soon as he walked out of the passage outside the wall of the Rong Mansion, a figure suddenly jumped down from the wall.

The other party was still holding a snowy firewood knife in his hand, and without saying a word, he slashed straight at his neck!