Qingyan didn't care about the bowl of water, just stared at the white and tender steamed bun.

She boiled the water, just drink it, she came to tell him to stop and drink.

But the steamed bun was bought by a female disciple, and she took it with her own hands, and it had nothing to do with her, if he dared to eat it, she would kill him!

"Senior Brother Congfeng?" The female disciple shouted twice.

But Feng Li ignored her, and just looked at Qingyan quietly.

The female disciple turned her head to look over and found that the Great Elder was also there, and she remembered yesterday's rumors.

Yesterday, Senior Brother Congfeng and the Great Elder came back from Dalin Mountain, it was already noon, she didn't know about it, she was eating in the East Kitchen, she didn't see it with her own eyes, but later she heard the disciples in the training ground say that Senior Brother Congfeng took the hand of the Great Elder and walked towards the small building on the mountainside, and generously sacrificed his life for the peace of the academy.

She still thought it was incredible at the time, although Elder Qingyan was an elder and was in charge of the affairs of Xiaolinshan, shouldn't he be so lawless, relying on his power to force his disciples, and Dalinshan would not care?

But the Great Elder looked like he was waiting to catch the adulterer, which made her have to believe that maybe Senior Brother Congfeng had really donated his life.

Senior Brother Congfeng is too pitiful.

At this time, some people will retreat in the face of difficulties, and some people will rise to the challenge, full of pride in their hearts, and vow to save their sweetheart from the devil.

"Great Elder." The female disciple smiled and bent down to salute.

"Hmm." treats female disciples very kindly.

It's not the female disciple who is wrong, it's the bad man who is not a free body and still attracts bees and butterflies everywhere!

Qingyan looked cold and walked over slowly.

The female disciple was delicate, and saw her displeasure, thinking that she was going to teach Congfeng a lesson, so she rushed forward with an arrow step and blocked in front of Congfeng, "Great Elder, no!" ”

Qingyan raised an eyebrow.

Congfeng finally looked at the female disciple, "What are you doing?" ”

He frowned, obviously not wanting to see her, but the female disciple thought that he had strong self-esteem and did not want people to see his fragile and helpless side, so she felt even more distressed about his situation, and wanted to come forward to comfort him.

Seeing her reach out from the wind, she took three big strides and retreated to five meters away.

The female disciple's eyes were hazy with tears: "!!"

The female disciple ran away crying.

Qingyan looked at the man hiding in the distance, and laughed out loud, "You broke the little girl's heart." ”

The wind sinked down his face violently, and the yin owl's eyebrows and eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.

What does she mean? Let him accept the hearts of others?

He is close to the woman, and she doesn't care at all about the taste? Or is she tired of herself, and is looking forward to getting along with others and not pestering her anymore?

He knew that the little woman's half-heartedness had long been traced, eating the tender bamboo shoots in the bowl and looking at the roast meat on the plate, but what he was reading was the old duck that had just come out of the pot.

She wants to drink soup and eat, she is greedy for sweetness but too sweet and too greasy, wants to eat meat but thinks that meat is too oily, and there are no common thoughts.

It was in her nature to like the new and hate the old, and it was only a matter of time before she abandoned him.

There are so many people who like her, even the master sister of the piano painting has to stick to her, whether there is more than him or not, he is not too much, of course she doesn't care.

But he can't, he just wants her!

This unbalanced relationship made him nervous and worried.

The senior sister still knows how to help Luo Han wipe her sweat, but she doesn't even want to stand closer, she hates the smell of sweat on his body, and hates him for being dirty and smelly?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible, so he simply sat on the ground and complained, "You broke my heart."

Qingyan saw that his expression was gloomy and sullen, so he walked over with a smile and stood beside him.

It was just summer, but the sun was very cold, she wanted to pull people up, but she didn't expect that as soon as she approached him, she hugged her legs and leaned her head against her.

His hands were hot, and he could make that piece of skin hot through the fabric.

The disciples hurried to rest, drank water and nibbled on steamed buns, and no one noticed this.

Raising her head from the wind, she bit her small hand at her natural vertical side, like a puppy biting a teething stick, and gnawed gently.

"Shhh

Qingyan was startled.

It doesn't hurt, it's just too sudden, too embarrassing.

Qingyan's heart beat faster, and her cheeks were so red that she could drip blood.

As long as someone walks over, you can see them in broad daylight, and she should have pushed away, but it was as if she had been lowered and couldn't move.

Qingyan endured the embarrassment and scolded in a low voice, "Don't go too far! ”

The man tasted the sweetness and became addicted, how could he be willing to let go, "Hungry." ”

Qingyan slapped him on the head and said viciously: "Let go!" I'll get you steamed buns! ”

"Really?" He wasn't quite convinced.

Qingyan thought it was funny, "When did I lie to you?" ”

Congfeng pointed to his forehead, "Sweating." ”

Qingyan resisted the urge to roll his eyes, and pulled his own sleeve to rub it off for him.

Her fair skin was rudely rubbed red at once.

A man's skin is more tender than tofu, and even she can't help but be jealous.

"Squeamish!" Qingyan was disgusted on his mouth, and touched his little hand, worried about rubbing his skin.

Congfeng pursed his lips, "You don't need to wipe me with a handkerchief, do you think I'm dirty and smelly, and will stain your handkerchief?" ”

This person looks mature and steady, calm and calm, how can he sometimes be more naïve than Luo Han?

Qingyan bent down and glared at him.

"What do you mean? Rubbing you and you're still not happy? You don't have to think about it, am I like someone who will carry a handkerchief when I go out? Didn't you help me get dressed in the morning? What is in me that you don't know? You're talking now, because you think I don't look like a woman when I go out without a veil! It's not feminine! If you don't like me walking, don't you? ”

As she spoke, she crossed her hands on her hips in anger and was about to kick him away and leave.

Standing up from the wind, his big hands hooked around her waist, and his face buried in her back.

"You deliberately want to me off, don't you? Smart as you, born with a seven-trick exquisite heart, nothing can escape your eyes, you know how much I like you, if you have to say backwords to poke my heart, you can't see me better, you have to die uncomfortably! ”

He was close to her, his clear voice was muffled, with endless grievances, which was almost distressing to death.

Being thoughtful and thoughtful is not always a good thing.

Such a person loves to think crankily, and he has to ponder and speculate repeatedly on every little thing, and he is not afraid of overthinking and stagnation and hurting his liver.

Qingyan wanted to tease him and loosen his tense nerves, but he didn't expect to wronged him.

I knew that he couldn't be scared like this, so I wouldn't tease him.

Qingyan broke the big hand around his waist, turned around, and looked at him face to face.

"Everyone gets along in different ways, do you like Mi'er's focused gentleness? But I'm different from her, I sometimes do something else, eat, read a script, or something, and sleep in, do you feel neglected? ”

From the wind, he took the person into his arms so that she could not see her expression.

He doesn't like that senior sister, cold-blooded and boring, so Luo Han can see this kid.

Qingyan kissed him on the ear, "What do you want me to do?" What can you do to feel at ease? You have withdrawn from the academy, you are no longer a disciple of Congfeng, but Congfeng next to me, you look over there, they all saw it, saw me hugging you, saw me kissing you, if I start to chaos and abandon it in the future, then let them crusade against me and administer justice for you. ”