Chapter 102: Thunder on the Ground

Qing Huan made a small face and said angrily: "Chewing people's tongues behind their backs is going to hell to pull out their tongues, don't you know?"

Lan Wenyu smiled again, Qing Huan glanced at him, and continued: "Aren't you just relying on no one to support Kang Yulan and bully her for being weak? From today on, no, from now on, Kang Yulan is my Qinghuan's friend, if someone dares to bully her, they will bully me, and if they dare to bully me, then don't blame me for being unkind." As soon as the words fell, the snow cloud fan brushed the bodies of several people with a fighting spirit, and then drew a lotus sleeve, every move was a naked threat.

"Yes..."Jin Lian said cautiously, "We must keep it in mind, not next time." ”

Xiuxiu couldn't stop nodding, and although Hexiang was a little reluctant, she also said obediently: "Remember." ”

Although today's meal is simple, through the number of seats and the attitude of the big man towards Qing Huan, everyone in the house knows that this woman has a very good relationship with those nobles, and everyone knows that they can't afford to mess with this girl and young lady.

Qing Huan didn't embarrass them much, waving his fan and signaling them to leave.

"I didn't see it, Xiao Qinghuan still has such majesty. Lan Wenyu sighed.

"That's nature. Qinghuan shook her head proudly, although she hadn't experienced much of this kind of intrigue behind her back, but she had seen a lot of books related to it, the so-called reading thousands of books, traveling thousands of miles, never eating pork, and seeing pigs running.

Lan Wenyu took two steps forward, picked up a purple light gauze rag from the ground, and asked, "What is this?"

Qing Huan leaned over and took a look: "Xu is the sleeve called Lianxiang, it must be Xueyun naughty, draw such a piece, and it will become a broken sleeve." ”

Lan Wenyu nodded, looked at the snow cloud fan in Qing Huan's hand, and said, "Your fan... It's really good, it's not just as simple as opening up the spiritual sense. Without waiting for Qing Huan to answer him, the topic suddenly changed and said in surprise: "Wait, wait, what did you just say?"

"What?" Qing Huan was puzzled.

"The last sentence. Lan Wenyu's expression was strange,

"The last sentence?" Qing Huan recalled: "It must be Xue Yun naughty..."

"Not this sentence, the next sentence. ”

“.... It became a broken sleeve. Qing Huan repeated.

Lan Wenyu slapped his fan: "Xiao Qinghuan, the word broken sleeve can't be used indiscriminately, otherwise it will cause unnecessary misunderstanding." ”

"Misunderstanding, what misunderstanding?" Qing Huan looked at him confusedly.

Lan Wenyu squeezed his eyebrows and said, "Do you really not know or fake don't know, I won't be fooled by you easily this time." ”

Qing Huan spread his hands: "I really don't know, if you look at my sincere eyes, will you tell a lie?" "Ask yourself.

Lan Wenyu shook his fan, squinted at her, and said tentatively: "Broken sleeves also have a meaning, which is used to describe people. ”

"Describe people?" Qing Huan thought for a while, and suddenly realized: "Oh, I know." No wonder the word sounded so familiar.

Then he said: "My senior brother once used this word to describe Mosang. ”

As soon as these words came out, it was like thunder on the ground, which made Lan Wenyu scorched on the outside and tender on the inside, so startled that he coughed again and again, and bent down and didn't straighten up for a long time.

Qing Huan stretched out his hand and patted Lan Wenyu's back, and asked, "Brother Wenyu, what's wrong with you, why are you coughing like this, sick?"

Lan Wenyu waved his hand again and again, and kept saying in his mouth: "It's nothing, it's nothing." "But it doesn't look like it's okay.

After a while, Lan Wenyu came to his senses, and as soon as he saw Qing Huan's face, he bent down again, this time he didn't cough, but laughed wildly.

Qing Huan didn't know why, so he was impatient: "Brother Wen Yu, have you been laughed at, or have you been hit by some kind of poison that is half a step away with a smile, how can you look so abnormal." ”

"Haha, no, no. Lan Wenyu asked her while agreeing: "Xiao Qinghuan, do you know what a broken sleeve is?"

"Didn't you say that it was used to describe people?" Qing Huan was puzzled, since it was to describe people, it was naturally good or bad, besides, give the third senior brother a hundred guts, he didn't dare to say in front of himself that Mo Sang, the little uncle, was not, so inferred, it was an alternative way to praise people.

Lan Wenyu figured out some of Qinghuan's thoughts, and also knew that she didn't know the deep meaning, despite this, every time he thought that Mo Sang was said to be a broken sleeve, he was so happy that he couldn't find the north, so he said, the brine dotted tofu, one thing drops one thing.

He suddenly had an interesting little idea in his heart, and induced Qing Huan to say: "That's right, it's to describe people, but what does it mean, you might as well ask me, it can be regarded as a topic, creating an opportunity for you and Mo Sang to talk." ”

When Qing Huan heard this, he said, "I... And Mosang... We..."

Lan Wenyu winked at her and said, "Don't try to deny it, I know everything." ”

"What do you know?" Qing Huan felt a little weak.

"Your little caution can't hide from my eyes. Lan Wenyu pointed at himself with a fan, and then pointed at Qing Huan: "You... Xiao Qinghuan, I like Mosang, right. ”

Lan Wenyu said this so bluntly, Qing Huan was anxious and panicked, and denied it shyly: "Who... Whoever likes him too, you... Don't talk nonsense. ”

"You don't like it, you... You... What are you stammering? Lan Wenyu smiled cheaply.

"Who... Who stammered!" Qing Huan said with a puffed face.

"Okay, you're not stammering, it's a ghost. Lan Wenyu vowed to break the casserole and ask to the end, "Also, you said that you don't like people, but you don't know, the eyes when you look at people are like those four sweet candies, so tired that people fall straight to the teeth." ”

Qing Huan was pierced by others, annoyed and angry, but he had no choice but to pinch the fan and be in a hurry.

Lan Wenyu said again: "There was a person who said so, like, that is, even if you cover your mouth, you will run out of your eyes." ”

Qing Huan savored this sentence: "It is worthy of Brother Wen Yu, and he really knows everything about the relationship Fengyue, it is clear and clear." ”

"That's!" Lan Wenyu was proud at first, and then felt that there was something wrong with these words, but he couldn't say what was wrong.

Qing Huan sighed lightly, summoned Xiao Baiyun, sat on it, and gave a piece to Lan Wenyu.

Lan Wenyu thought it was very interesting and sat on Qinghuan's little white cloud.

Tengyun technique is the most basic technique of immortals, don't say that Lan Wenyu, there are almost no immortals, but like Qing Huan, refining Baiyun into his own spiritual object is rare.

"Brother Wen Yu, in fact, there is something that has been bothering me. But she didn't know whether to say it or not, and with whom.

Lan Wenyu shook his fan and said leisurely: "What's the matter? ”

Qing Huan felt that although she had not been with Lan Wenyu for a long time, first, a person like Mo Sang who was not close to others could make friends with him, and he was trustworthy in terms of character, and secondly, she and Lan Wenyu's temperament were somewhat similar in many aspects, and they were also like-minded.

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