Chapter 5 Is It Cold?
Zhao Huai sniffed the faint fragrance on the tip of his nose and lost his mind slightly.
The screen of the Hanmei snow scene obscured the beauty of the beauty, but a beautiful figure could be vaguely seen, and this figure was much better than Zhao Huai expected.
"Childe is here."
A soft, magnetic voice sounded, like a yellow bird.
Hearing the voice, Zhao Huai reacted, turned around and closed the door, and smiled:
"Contemptible Zhao Huai, I've seen the girl."
"The little woman Qinghan has seen the child."
The voice responded like this, stood up, and bowed slightly, but to Zhao Huai's surprise, the woman did not squirm and hide behind the screen, not daring to see anyone.
Instead, he was generous, stood up directly, and walked out, and there was an inexplicable atmosphere.
Qianying walked straight out, and a pair of powerful Danfeng eyes stared directly at Zhao Huai at the door.
Even Zhao Huai has to admit that these eyes are indeed very good-looking, very beautiful, and radiant, which makes people unable to take their eyes off.
The only strange thing was that Zhao Huai felt an invisible sense of oppression from the other party's eyes.
However, this does not affect the other party's appearance, she is also very beautiful, the long skirt of white gauze and plum rust seems to be extraordinarily graceful, the beautiful melon seed face is not whitewashed, flawless like a piece of jade, lightly touching the cloud sideburns, showing eyebrows like willow daisies, and a touch of thin lips are as ruddy as cherries.
Dustless and elegant, elegant as a fairy, just like a fairy who came out of the picture scroll.
Is she really my blind date?
What about the general good?
Zhao Huai's eyes were very calm, but his heart was full of doubts and surprises.
He felt that this woman was much more beautiful than what he had seen in the album, and she didn't look like it, so he wouldn't go to the wrong door, right?
"Zhao Gongzi, don't stand, sit down first."
The woman smiled slightly, as if she could see what Zhao Huai was thinking at a glance, but she still stretched out her hand and poured a cup of hot tea for the two of them.
"Let's introduce myself first, the little girl's name is Qinghan, and her surname is Yu."
"Yu Qinghan, Miss Yu?"
"Not bad."
Yu Qinghan tapped his head, and a shallow smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:
"Childe looks confused."
Zhao Huai shook his head: "It's not that I'm confused, I just think that the girl is not the same as what I saw in the album." ”
For him, it didn't matter who sat across from him, because his purpose was to spend the afternoon here in peace.
"What's the difference?"
Yu Qinghan said curiously.
Zhao Huai said with a smile: "Generally speaking, when men and women meet, there will inevitably be a lot of ridiculous things, and the girl is much better than the one in the album, which makes me a little surprised." ”
Hearing this, the smile on the corner of Yu Qinghan's mouth became a little thicker, and then he also said:
"I also think that Childe is different from what I imagined, it doesn't look like the matchmaker's mouth, I thought Childe would lose weight, but I didn't expect it to look so good, and the bones are much better than normal people."
She also has a good impression of Zhao Huai, and she has a good impression.
Of course she knows that she is good-looking, I don't know how many times she has met before, without exception, the performance is very bad, normal people see themselves, either they are stared at by their own eyes for stage fright, or they dare not look at each other, and they also make a twisted and pinched appearance, which is not like a man.
And the son in front of him has clear eyes, not only can he look at each other normally, but he also talks quite extraordinary, and his appearance is not bad, and he still has a very good appetite for her.
However, Yu Qinghan's words attracted Zhao Huai's attention.
Of course, his situation is clear to him, as a cultivator, the realm has reached the ninth level of Qi cultivation, can his complexion be bad?
Now he has a big stone on his chest, a wall on the eaves and a thousand pounds, all of which are trivial, after all, his body has reached preliminary saturation.
It's just that this girl's eyesight is surprisingly good, and such details can also be felt.
"I have nothing to do, I get up early every day, and I will practice some boxing techniques that are practiced outside the door to exercise my physique, so my body is better." Zhao Huai's face was not red, his heart was not beating, and he lied like this.
Concealing one's cultivation is a kind of protection for oneself.
"Oh? Childe is also interested in martial arts? ”
Surprise flashed in Yu Qinghan's eyes, and he smiled interestingly.
This smile is more sincere than the previous polite smile, as if the surprise after meeting a confidant.
"Uh... Could it be that a girl also practices martial arts? ”
Zhao Huai asked politely and awkwardly.
"That's right, I've been practicing martial arts since I was a child, and I've been practicing martial arts for more than ten years."
Yu Qinghan smiled lightly: "I forgot to say, my father is a veteran of the dynasty, but because he made a mistake, he has retired, it's all in the past, but our family is still from a general, and he has practiced martial arts for generations, and my eldest brother is still serving in the army." ”
After finishing speaking, there was a worried look in Yu Qinghan's eyes.
Because of her own reasons, she was really worried that she would scare the other party away, which was not what she wanted to see.
As expected, hearing this, Zhao Huai's eyelids jumped.
Calling good guys in my heart!
When the dynasty veteran.
The elder brother served.
Generations of martial arts.
Isn't this a proper door!
How is this a family of generals? Are you a sheep in the mouth of a tiger?
Although Zhao Huai was helpless in his heart, he still half-jokingly said: "With the girl's conditions, it is unimaginable that she will come to the marriage matchmaker." ”
"I smuggled out on my own."
Yu Qinghan's eyes darkened.
"Sneak out?"
Hearing this answer, Zhao Huai was slightly stunned.
"Could it be that your family treats you badly?"
Although this world is dominated by cultivating immortals, the children of the big families are still clothed and fed, prosperous and wealthy, and full of privileges.
"No, it's just that I'm tired of life at home." Yu Qinghan shook his head and said.
Zhao Huai smiled bitterly and did not reply.
Yu Qinghan's eyelashes trembled slightly, as if it was a memory, and it seemed like a sigh of self-talk:
"Childe, do you know, in fact, I didn't like to practice martial arts when I was a child, I was like those women, I like rouge gouache, I like to tinker with some embroidery needlework, I like to listen to those storytellers talk about the white head and grow old, the fishing boat sings late, and the words are long in the book, all of which I fantasize."
"But my father told me that if you are born in a family, you must bear part of the responsibility, and your daughter should also be self-reliant, pursue great causes, and the life of ordinary people does not belong to me, from that day on, I began to practice martial arts."
"I didn't like to practice martial arts, because it was hard and tiring, and I didn't like to kill people, because I often had nightmares at night and couldn't sleep."
"Sometimes I think about how good it would be if I wasn't born in such a family, sleeping until noon every day, listening to music in the afternoon, shopping, reading books I want to read, chasing interesting plays, eating what I want to eat, even if it's coarse tea and light food, even if no one cares, even if I'm poor, it's better than being on the battlefield and worrying hard."
"When I grew up, when I achieved the goal in my father's mouth, I found that what he said was not what I wanted, but I had too much blood on my hands, and I was inseparable from practicing martial arts."
"Now, I'm tired and just want to find someone to live a stable life for the rest of my life, so I ran out."
When Yu Qinghan said this, his voice gradually became quieter, but the remembrance in his eyes did not dissipate for a long time.