Su Mu's plan was implemented smoothly, and when he returned to his room in the evening, he saw a withered yellow leaf on the windowsill, so he quietly slipped out of the door and entered Mei Chaofeng's room. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Seeing Su Mu's ancestor who was like a thief come in, lying on the crack in the door and looking out for a while before closing the door, Mei Chao's pretty face was pink, and she always felt that something was wrong.

"Senior Sister Mei, I'm here. ”

Su Mu came to Mei Chaofeng with a smile and moved the small round stool in front of her, separated by a foot distance, and the knees of the two of them could touch after sitting down.

Mei Chaofeng faced Su Mu's accosting, blushing, holding her arms, a little afraid to look at Su Mu, her voice was as thin as a mosquito, "I asked you to come, just to listen to the story." ”

Su Mu smiled and said, "I understand." ”

Mei Chaofeng's face turned even redder by Su Mu's smile, smiled shyly, and said, "Then junior brother, you can start telling stories." ”

"Good. ”

Su Mu took the teacup in front of Mei Chaofeng, took a sip of tea, moistened his throat, and began to speak.

Mei Chaofeng was a little embarrassed when he saw Su Mu using his own teacup, that is, the cup of water for him was the same place he had drunk before, and if he drank it again, it would be equivalent to drinking his own saliva;

At the beginning of the story, Mei Chaofeng took a teacup for him, poured some tea and cleaned it, and then filled the teacup.

And at this time, Su Mu has already made the story gradually better.

This time, the beginning is about the dialogue between the owner and his wife and the disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect, and then I learned that the son of the two, Shi Zhongyu, worshiped the disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect, and wanted to rape Bai Axiu, the daughter of the uncle, in the Snow Mountain Sect, although it was unsuccessful, but cut off the arms and thighs of Bai Axiu's two maids.

At this time, Mei Chaofeng was a little puzzled and asked, "How can you tell other stories?" What happened to the little beggar and Xie Yanke?"

Su Mu was interrupted by her, and said helplessly: "Senior Sister Mei, the story I told is naturally related to the front, can you not interject?"

Mei Chaofeng was a little embarrassed by Su Mu's words, nodded and said, "Okay, I won't speak." ”

Su Mu was interrupted by this, forgot where to talk about, thought for a while before remembering and continued to talk.

The parents of the master of Shizhuang presented the black and white double sword, and the disciple of the Snow Mountain Sect took the long sword, but it was snatched away by a group of people.

The disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect mistakenly thought that it was the owner and his wife who snatched it, and planned to go back to discuss it with the master before making a decision.

Speaking of this, Su Mu kept his mouth shut.

Mei Chaofeng's story was just right, but he found that Su Mu didn't tell the story anymore, so he hurriedly asked, "What about the back?"

Su Mu looked at Mei Chaofeng and said with a smile: "Today's story is over, Senior Sister Mei, I want to hear it and continue tomorrow." ”

Mei Chaofeng said with some dissatisfaction: "Senior Brother Su, don't talk about the key places, you really hate it." ”

When Mei Chaofeng said this, he was coquettish, beautiful, and angry, adding three points of charm.

Su Mu said: "Senior Sister Mei, how can you listen to the story in one day, and the serial chase is much more interesting than the finished book." ”

Mei Chaofeng didn't know what Su Mu meant by the serial chase, he just felt that the little junior brother was playing with himself, and his expression was a little sullen.

Su Mu stood up, clenched his fists and said, "Senior Sister Mei, Senior Brother will go first, if you want to listen to the story tomorrow, it will still be a leaf." ”

Su Mu turned around and wanted to leave, but felt a strong force coming from the corner of his clothes, turned his head to look, and found that Mei Chaofeng stretched out his jade hand and clamped the corners of his clothes with two fingers.

Feeling the power coming from the hem of his clothes, Su Mu was a little surprised, this finger power was really extraordinary, and he could hold himself with only two fingers.

However, thinking that Mei Chaofeng had learned the magic power of snapping his fingers, he was relieved in his heart, and asked funny: "Senior Sister Mei, what are you doing here?"

Mei Chaofeng's face was ruddy, and he said, "You talk again, otherwise I won't let you go." ”

Su Mu was stunned for a moment, stopped, turned around and sat on the small round stool, and said, "Senior Sister Mei, you just want to hear the story so much?"

Mei Chaofeng withdrew his two jade fingers, turned his head slightly, looked at the table, and said incorrectly: "I just don't want to go to bed so early." ”

"Okay. ”

Su Mu agreed to Mei Chaofeng's request, Mei Chaofeng showed a happy smile on the corner of his mouth, took the initiative to pour tea for Su Mu, handed it to Su Mu, and said, "You drink some water to moisten your throat." ”

Su Mu stretched out his hands to take the teacup, took the teacup with his right hand, but grabbed Mei Chaofengyu's hand with his left hand and held on to it.

Mei Chaofeng didn't expect Su Mu to make this move, and was a little displeased, and asked, "Senior Brother Su, what are you doing here?"

Su Mu took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "Senior Sister Mei, if you want to hear the story, you must let me hold your hand." ”

Mei Chaofeng saw that he was slighting himself, and he was a little angry, and said, "Then I won't listen, you can go." ”

That being said, Mei Chaofeng did not shake off Su Mu's hand, in fact, with Mei Chaofeng's strength, Su Mu couldn't catch her even if he tried his best.

Su Mu naturally knows this, as a man, if he wants to catch up with a woman, the most important thing is to know what she is thinking in all kinds of clues.

Su Mu knew that Mei Chaofeng was not really angry, and played a shameless good character, and said, "Senior Sister Mei, I'll start talking." ”

Su Mu grabbed Mei Chaofeng's hand, felt the soft softness in his hand, and began to tell the story of the third episode.

Originally, Mei Chaofeng was still a little dissatisfied, but as the third story gradually got better, Mei Chaofeng was deeply attracted by the story.

This time it tells the story between the little beggar and Xie Yanke, how Xie Yanke changed his way to embarrass the little beggar and wanted him to beg for himself, but the little beggar helped Xie Yanke instead, every time he felt that Xie Yanke was deflated, Mei Chaofeng covered his mouth and chuckled.

Halfway through, the little beggar saw that the three good men of the Changle Gang wanted to kill the old man of Great Compassion, and he stood in front of the old man of Great Compassion alone, even if he was threatened by the incense master of the Changle Gang, he did not flinch.

Hearing this, Mei Chaofeng nodded slightly, admiring the little beggar for being straightforward and fearless.

Then the little beggar followed Xie Yanke to the top of the cliff, Xie Yanke found that the clay figure given to the little beggar by the old man of great compassion was the inner strength of the mind, so he planned to teach the little beggar this inner strength of the mind, wanting to make the little beggar go mad and die.

At this time, Mei Chaofeng was a little angry and scolded: "This Xie Yanke is really excessive, he actually wants to let the little beggar go mad and die, although he didn't do it himself, but what is the difference between him and the murderer?"

Saying this, Mei Chaofeng's hands clenched unconsciously, and Su Mu felt the pressure and smiled slightly.

A good story can make people happy and sad with their favorite characters, angry when the characters in the book are treated unfairly, and happy when the characters in the book expose the enemy's conspiracy.

That's the beauty of fiction.

Su Mu continued to speak, the time in the book has flickered for several years, and Shi Potian has also grown up, and with Xie Yanke practicing martial arts in the forest, this time is also over.

Mei Chaofeng heard that Xie Yanke could counterattack the fallen 10,000 pine needles into the sky with just the palm wind, floating in mid-air without falling, and exclaimed: "Such a profound internal strength, it is only one step worse than Master." ”

When Su Mu heard this, he was a little curious and asked, "Can Master also do this?"

Su Mu has always felt that Xie Yanke in the chivalrous line is very similar to Huang Yaoshi, both use magic powers with a snap of their fingers, they are both righteous and evil, they both live in inaccessible places, and they can be regarded as characters who come out of a mold.

But there is some controversy about the martial arts of the two.

Xie Yanke can fight back against the sky with 10,000 pine needles, and he can control the pine needles to form a circle around, this internal force is a bit incredible.

But Huang Yaoshi's internal strength is also extremely good, the magic of his fingers can be used against the enemy in the air, a small pebble has great power, just by the sound of the flute can make people hot and cold, and the internal strength has been perfected.

Although most people think that Huang Yaoke is better than Xie Yanke, it is a controversy that Xie Yanke has some skills of Huang Yaoke.

Facing Su Mu's question, Mei Chaofeng snorted lightly and said, "Master's internal strength is so strong, these 10,000 pine needles can be shaken into powder." Moreover, if the master uses the magic power of snapping fingers, how can he not take away the long sword of the master and his wife? Then how can the long sword and long knife in the hands of the disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect and the master of the Golden Dao Village be intact if they are hit by the master's magic power?"

Huang Yaoshi can break the fine iron long sword with a snap of his fingers, if Xie Yanke is replaced by Huang Yaoshi, it is estimated that what will be left is a broken sword.

Su Mu sighed and said: "Yes, Master's martial arts are profound, and his internal strength has been perfected, which is really admirable." ”

Having said that, Su Mu added in his heart, "It's just that Huang Yaoshi doesn't pass on these martial arts to his disciples, and he can't learn them in advanced martial arts." ”

Mei Chaofeng saw Su Mu talking about other things, and asked with some surprise: "This time the story is finished again?"

Su Mu nodded and said, "The third story is over, doesn't Senior Sister still want to hear it?"

Mei Chaofeng glanced at the oil lamp and said with some regret: "The twist of the oil lamp is almost burned out, it's not too early, forget it today." ”

Su Mu spoke for two rounds today, adding up to almost forty or fifty thousand words, which was more than an hour, and now it was late at night, and it was indeed not early.

Su Mu pinched Mei Chaofeng's hand, rubbed his fingers in the palm of his hand twice, and then let go of his hand and stood up, and said, "Senior Sister Mei, then I'll go." ”

Mei Chaofeng nodded with a red face and said, "You go." ”

Su Mu turned to leave, walked to the door quietly, opened the door and poked his head out to look, and found that there was no one, so he ran out lightly.

Seeing Su Mu's behavior like a thief, Mei Chaofeng always felt that something was wrong, and after thinking about it carefully, he realized, why is this so much like the two of them in **?

Thinking of this, Mei Chaofeng's face turned a little redder, she walked over and locked the door, came back and sat on the stool and looked at the two teacups on the table, the tea in the cups had bottomed out, and there were tea leaves stuck to the cups.

Mei Chaofeng then remembered that he poured water for Su Mu once after telling the second story, and after the first story, the water was drunk, and he was afraid that his throat would not be able to stand it.

Mei Chaofeng was distracted for a moment and put away the cup used by Su Mu.

Then Mei Chaofeng called the servant, took hot water to wash his face, and then poured the water from his face into the footbath, took off his shoes and socks, put his two white feet into the basin, and washed his feet.

Mei Chaofeng looked at the moon outside the window, a crescent moon hung in the night sky, and the crooked moon was like Su Mu's teeth laughing.

Mei Chaofeng's feet rubbed back and forth in the basin, and he was unconsciously stunned.

It wasn't until the water in the basin became cold that Mei Chaofeng pulled out his feet as if he was awake, picked up the towel next to him and wiped it a few times, threw himself on the bed, and rolled himself into the quilt.