The days passed like this, Wu Daoan was busy working every day, and Han Zongxian spent most of his time in the house doing penance through the spiritual spring. Because Wu Daoan's salary is not bad, he can still go to the big bazaar from time to time to buy some items for monks to give to Han Zongxian.

As for the night, Wu Daoan is basically meditating to replenish his magic power, and occasionally if he wants to sleep, he lies on the bed and lies in his clothes, anyway, the two of them are not wide, and they don't feel cramped on a bed. And in your spare time, you can go shopping, play cards and chat together, and your days will not be too boring.

That morning, Wu Daoan climbed out of bed and saw that the window was covered with heavy frost. He stretched out a finger and drew on it with the help of the frost, and it vaguely resembled a human face.

Han Zongxian opened his eyes, but he recognized this abstract painting at a glance: "Huh, Shui Yuehan?"

Wu Daoan took a closer look and found that what he drew was really a bit similar to Shui Yuehan's face.

At this time, Han Zongxian walked to his side: "What, I still can't forget?"

Wu Daoan didn't know how to answer, and after a while, he said vaguely: "It stands to reason that she has found her own happiness, and I should bless her." But I'm just a little worried. ”

"Worry about what? ”

"You know, when a man catches a girl, he changes his attitude. Besides, your departure from the Fire Realm is originally a patriarchal society, and women don't have much social status, I'm afraid that Shui Yuehan's husband will change his mind in the future and even be violent towards her. ”

Han Zongxian smiled slightly and touched Wu Daoan's little head: "That is the path she chooses by herself, whether she is happy or unfortunate in the future, it is her own business, so don't think too much." Besides, she doesn't want you to worry about her. ”

Wu Daoan sighed heavily: "That's what I said." ”

Seeing that he was silent, Han Zongxian turned his fingers around his hair, and suddenly proposed, "Your hair is also a little long." It's not convenient to fly for a long time, so why don't you tie your hair in a bun?"

"Huh, you still have this skill?" Wu Daoan was quite surprised.

Han Zongxian smiled, didn't explain anything, and took out a delicate hairpin from his arms, and the small flowers on it flashed in the sun.

Wu Daoan was a little surprised and played with the hairpin: "It's such a beautiful hairpin, how can you have it?"

"Didn't you give me a lot of pocket money? I saw it that day. It felt beautiful and I bought it. Han Zongxian explained with a smile. "Sit down, you have to go to work. ”

Wu Daoan obediently sat on the wooden chair facing the mirror. Han Zongxian first gently smoothed his hair with a comb, then deftly tied his long hair into a spiral bun at the back of his head with both hands, and finally fixed it with a hairpin.

Wu Daoan shook his head, his hair did not flutter, and his slender neck was exposed, which was very refreshing. He patted Han Zongxian's shoulder with satisfaction: "Yes, it's indeed much more comfortable than before." That's right. Can you also teach me this bun? ”

"You don't have to learn this, because I'll be there for you. Han Zongxian's voice was soft.

The two looked at each other like this, Wu Daoan suddenly felt that the atmosphere was not quite right, and hurriedly coughed lightly: "That, I'm going to be late for work, I have to go out immediately." ”

Han Zongxian looked at Qianying who left in a hurry and sighed softly.

Although the work of the magic tower is tiring, it is also very rewarding. In the repeated use of magic. Wu Daoan's control of magic power has become more and more precise, which means that his actual combat ability has also been greatly improved. Furthermore. Ransterk, who was in charge of guiding his work, was himself an experienced magic sage, and often stopped by to point out Wu Daoan's practice, pointing out his lack of magic manipulation and teaching some magic techniques. So although he didn't get the personal guidance of the owner of the tower, Wu Daoan also improved a lot.

On this day, Wu Daoan was busy. Finally finished making the Meteor Fireball Scroll, and collapsed in his chair in exhaustion. Ranstrk came to inspect it, inspected it carefully, and nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, the resonance has reached 7.14." It's already a good product. I remember that most of the products you made at the beginning were defective, and I had to revise them. I didn't expect you to make such a big progress in just two months. ”

"Thanks to your patient guidance. Wu Daoan said from the bottom of his heart. This boss treats him really well, and even pays for him to take magic recovery potions out of his own pocket.

Lanster sat down opposite Wu Daoan, stared at him for a while, and suddenly spoke: "You said last time, you don't have a boyfriend yet, right?

Wu Daoan was immediately very embarrassed. Ransterk's appearance belongs to the public face, and he is still a little handsome after looking at it for a long time, but this has nothing to do with love, and the two are still of the same sex!

After thinking about it for a long time, Wu Daoan decided to change his thinking and asked cautiously: "Your Excellency Ransak, what if, I mean, what do you think of girls I like?"

Ransterk's expression didn't fluctuate: "You're not Lala, you don't like girls." ”

"Why do you say that?" Wu Daoan was very strange. After all, the Magic Empire's level of ethics and morality has been developed at the forefront. Not to mention men or women, even humans and beasts can be.

"There are also a few beautiful female magicians in this magic tower, but you didn't pay any special attention to them when you met them before. That's not what Lara I know. Ranstrke replied confidently.

At this moment, Wu Daoan was a little messy. Ransterk woke him up with a word, and Wu Daoan realized this time that he didn't have any special ideas when he saw beautiful girls now, at least he lacked the impulse in that aspect. Could it be that what you like is actually ......

Ranster saw Wu Daoan's entangled face, and sighed: "Okay, if you want to refuse, just say it, it's not like I haven't been rejected." Besides, there's no shame in being rejected by a beautiful girl like you. Don't worry, let's continue to work hard together as if nothing happened just now. ”

Ranstek left like this, but Wu Daoan was still in a mess, and made several defective products one after another.

After getting off work, he hurriedly returned to the hostel, opened the door, Han Zongxian was standing by the window and watching, and when he heard the voice, he turned around and smiled: "You're back." ”

Wu Daoan didn't say anything, but silently walked to the window and stared at Han Zongxian's face carefully.

After these days of recuperation, Han Zongxian has regained his vitality: an angular face, sharp eyes, pursed lips, a slightly pointed chin, and a clear collarbone. Looking at it, Wu Daoan actually had a feeling of a deer crashing into his heart, and a blush quietly appeared.

Han Zongxian touched Wu Daoan's little head: "What's the matter, is it not going well at work today? I was bullied? I didn't speak for a long time." ”

Wu Daoan felt a little itchy in his heart, and the big hand on the top of his head made him feel quite comfortable, and he wanted to be touched again.

Suddenly, he was taken aback by his thoughts, took two steps back, lowered his head, and whispered: "Old Han, let me ask you a question, you are not allowed to laugh at me." ”

Han Zongxian moved a chair and sat down with interest: "You say, I promise I won't laugh too loudly." ”

Wu Daoan automatically ignored the second half of the sentence and continued to say in a very soft voice: "I'm obviously a boy now, but I don't seem to have that idea about girls. Am I sick of something?"

Han Zongxian was slightly stunned, and then smiled: "Probably you are just intoxicated by the mystery of magic and have forgotten about men and women." Actually, we monks are often like this, sometimes a retreat is hundreds of years, where do we still care about that kind of thing. ”

"Sauce purple!" Wu Daoan held his forehead and let out a sigh: "I thought that because I had been treated as a girl by others, I slowly and unconsciously regarded myself as a girl in my heart." ”

Han Zongxian was still smiling and touched Wu Daoan's little head: "If you really think of yourself as a girl, then you will definitely be a girl with a spring and a heart for a certain boy." But you don't have a favorite boy in your heart right now, do you?"

"Of course not! how could there be?" Wu Daoan replied easily, raising his head to meet Han Zongxian's deep eyes, and suddenly his heart beat faster for no reason.

Han Zongxian curiously put his hand on Wu Daoan's little face: "Why is your face so hot?

Wu Daoan nodded again and again: "Yes, I have been working so hard lately, I have to rest early." After speaking, he went straight to the big bed.

Looking at the pretty face of Wu Daoan who was sleeping, Han Zongxian frowned, walked to the window again, and stared at the boundless falling snow...... (To be continued......)