i have a sword fairy

Chapter 301 Is Greedy (Ask for a monthly ticket, brothers!)

After leaving Lanzhoudu.

Zhao Rong took his wife and Qian'er for a walk and play in the maple forest by the river.

Qian'er seemed to be mischievous and squeezed between Zhao Rong and Concubine Zhao Ling, and the two of them were not allowed to be "tired" together.

Zhao Rong and Concubine Zhao Ling looked at each other, their eyes a little dumbfounded.

How is it like bringing a child.

But even so, it can't stop the two hearts who want to be together.

Qian'er was walking between the two of them, and gradually felt something was wrong with the atmosphere.

Brother Rong and Miss were a little strangely quiet.

At a certain moment, the little girl had an idea and turned her head abruptly.

Behind her, the hands of Zhao Rong and Concubine Zhao Ling were pulled together again, swinging gently.

At this moment, after being caught and revealed, the two 'cheating' hands have retracted.

Qian'er was slightly stunned, turning her little head from side to side mechanically, looking at the two of them.

Brother Rong looked as if nothing had happened, but the young lady turned her face away in embarrassment.

"you……"

Qian'er's head is full of black lines, she just feels that her stomach is full again after taking a walk to digest lunch, and her belly is bulging...

Zhao Rong and Concubine Zhao Ling also felt a little embarrassed.

But seeing Xiao Qian'er's cute appearance, he still couldn't help laughing.

Happy times always pass quickly.

Zhao Rong is also somewhat greedy for the time with Qingjun and Qian'er, but he is no longer the carefree child he used to be.

The same is true for Concubine Zhao Ling and Qian'er.

Everyone has their own work to do.

Not long after, Zhao Rong smiled and said a few words, and left Linlu Academy with his two daughters.

Zhao Rong sent them off for a while, and when they parted, he took out a stack of yellow apricot leaves and handed them to Concubine Zhao Ling, smiling without saying a word.

The latter bit his lip, took it, and opened it.

On each apricot leaf, some words and sentences of different lengths were written intermittently.

His elegant lowercase script is either dark or light in ink.

Concubine Zhao Ling couldn't help raising her eyes to look at Zhao Rong, who had a warm smile but didn't speak.

She knew that these should be the essays he wrote in his spare time these days, and the love words he wrote when he missed her.

Concubine Zhao Ling squinted her autumn eyes, she knew it because...

She thought of him the same way.

Concubine Zhao Ling sometimes felt that something was clogging her chest, so she couldn't help but go to the south window that was always open, looking at the place where her husband was studying in the distance.

She also wanted to write down her uncontrollable love and asked Hongyan to send it to him.

It's just that Concubine Zhao Ling is not a woman who sings papers and pens, sings wind and moon, like Liu Kongyi.

She bit the pen holder with her red lips, staring blankly at the white and clean paper, her plain hand that held the sword freely, she couldn't let it go.

Apart from 'I miss you', 'I miss you very much', 'I, I really miss you very much' and other straightforward sentences that make her blush, I really can't think of anything else.

So at that time, Concubine Zhao Ling quietly put down her pen.

Or pick up the female red, and continue to knit that person stitch by stitch.

Or go get the love letters he wrote to her, and read them softly word by word.

It's just that after Qian'er came back, Concubine Zhao Ling couldn't bear the staring of the little girl's dark and lively peach blossom eyes. She was afraid that she would be caught up in asking questions, so she sandwiched the love letter among other books, leaning against the window and pretending to read. up...

This is her longing.

And what is your husband's longing for these days? Does he miss her the way she misses him.

Looking at the countless apricot leaves and words in her hand, Concubine Zhao Ling knew it.

At this moment, the woman in purple stared down,
Her eyebrows and eyes are joyful, and her smile is like a flower.

Qian'er stood aside, looking at Zhao Rong eagerly.

The latter pretended to be deaf and dumb.

Concubine Zhao Ling couldn't help twirling an apricot leaf lightly, her autumn eyes peeked at it, but Xia Fei's cheeks appeared in the next second.

She turned her face away, lightly raised her bare hands, and brushed a few strands of blue hair from her forehead behind her ears with her green fingers, preparing to put away this 'wacky' apricot leaf.

It's just that Qian'er, who had a depressed face, saw the young lady's red cheeks, and became suspicious immediately, and moved to her side with a whoosh.

"What are you hiding, what strange 'gameplay' do you young people have?"

Qian'er muttered dissatisfiedly, glanced at the words on the apricot leaf, and read out lightly:
"Crimson silk cage snow, nephrite jade warm fragrance, autumn eyes looking forward, smiling all charming. Immortal body, husband..."

The little girl was chanting, her voice gradually became smaller, and finally her voice was like a mosquito.

She glanced at Brother Ronger and spat lightly.

Zhao Rong stood still with his sleeves folded, his expression normal.

Seeing that the lady happened to see this maple leaf.

The corner of his mouth curled, and he took a step forward suddenly, leaning close to the shy lady's ear.

Zhao Rong looked at her round, small, blood-like red earballs, took a breath and said softly, "...how can my husband get rid of her fairy body?"

The red silken silk covers the white skin, carrying nephrite jade, delicate and warm fragrance, the beautiful eyes are like autumn water, and the sudden smile is really charming and tender in every way.

The figure of a lady as beautiful as a goddess or a fairy, how can the husband bear it?
At this moment, Zhao Rong whispered close to Concubine Zhao Ling, and their faces touched.

Zhao Rong felt that her red cheeks were suddenly hot, as if she was about to roast him, and the soft touch came continuously.

Zhao Rong suddenly had the thought of taking a bite, whether it was the exquisite ruby-like earballs in front of him, or her pink cheeks like overripe apples.

I want to leave some teeth marks.

his traces.

Just the next second.

Zhao Rong felt the half-accompanied beauty in his arms, and jumped out like a little rabbit.

Concubine Zhao Ling put away the stack of apricot leaves she had been holding on her chest, and punched him in the chest.

"I won't let you enjoy it."

Her tone was annoyed, her autumn eyes were red, she glared at Zhao Rong, her eyes waved like love or resentment, sorrow or joy, softness or firmness...

Thousands of tastes and all kinds of sorrows lingering in a woman's heart.

All in this raised eye.

Zhao Rong was stunned and blinked.

"Qian'er, let's go home."

Concubine Zhao Ling didn't look at this husband who was thinking of 'bad thoughts' every day, and turned around to leave.

This villain actually said so straightforwardly and confidently by teasing her body.

Concubine Zhao Ling didn't know whether to be angry or happy.

Getting cheap and acting like a good boy... I don't know how to bear it?Then don't take it!

Besides, you just, can't be more tactful... Just like her, she likes everything about her sweetheart, the only person, and... also loves his body... But she always hides it in her heart and doesn't say it out of her mouth...

Women come in purple and leave in purple.

Tall and graceful.

Zhao Rong stood where he was, and couldn't help but look at the arrogant back of the lady.

He raised his hand to touch his nose, but felt that the movement was a bit strange, so he put it down.

Zhao Rong felt that there was nothing wrong with the gluttonous lady's body. If she said she was not greedy, Qing Jun would probably have to skin her.

And he was right when he said 'how to suffer'.

She has the physique of a sword cultivator at the peak of the Grand Virtue Realm, and Zhao Rong has the physique of a bottleneck stage in the Ascension to Heaven Realm.

But it was really hard for him to bear it, and Qingjun was also stuck on the matter of 'his greedy body'.

It is estimated that Zhao Rong will be able to let go...

So he just sighed with emotion and complained a little.

But Qing Jun's red face and arrogant appearance is quite cute.

Seeing her going back, Zhao Rong chuckled.

At the same time, he seriously thought about his recent practice...

"Brother Rong, I, I want it too."

At this time, suddenly a weak and tender voice came from the side.

Zhao Rong came back to his senses and saw a certain little girl.

Qian'er clutched her belly, looking aggrieved, consciously full that she couldn't be fuller.

She sniffled and looked at Brother Rong Er.

Zhao Rong also felt a little embarrassed, he and Qing Jun have been intimate and almost forgot about this girl.

Zhao Rong nodded suddenly, as if thinking of something.

He took out a few more apricot leaves and envelopes from his sleeve.

Qian'er was refreshed, and with a wave of her little hand, she snatched it over.

She looked down, but she didn't have time to open her mouth happily.

Zhao Rong's words were like a basin of cold water extinguishing the little flame in the little girl's heart.

"Good Qian'er, send some letters for me."

Qian'er: "..."

"Hey, have you been in contact with Da Chu?"

Qian'er nodded dejectedly: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuu."

Zhao Rong rubbed the manly hair she combed.

"Send this one to Mr. Fang for me, and the other to Zhong Nanguo..."

After a while, the little girl left.

Before leaving, I told him not to forget to promise her poetry and letters, um, Miss.

Zhao Rong smiled and agreed helplessly.

Soon.

Looking at the direction in which the lady and Qian'er were leaving, he was slightly relieved, and then looked back.

The next few days seem to be busy.

……

Linlu Academy, Nanxuan Academy.

From a long distance, you can see the front of a small courtyard with curling green smoke rising.

A young Confucian scholar was holding a scroll in his hand, flipping through it while walking non-stop.

On the way back, Zhao Rong went to the library to borrow books.

However, he didn't go up to the seventh floor for a while to meet that Yang Wuwei.

There are some things he hasn't figured out yet.

Moreover, when I go back later, at night, some guy who likes to be stern will probably give Zhao Rong a make-up lesson and ask him to learn piano and painting.

It's better to get ready first, and then go upstairs to get to know each other.

At this moment, the sky is getting dark, in front of the courtyard.

Squeak——

Zhao Rong lowered his head and flipped through the book while pushing the door open.

The smell of smoke and fire from the kitchen food hits the face, and the sound of crackling firewood burning comes into the ears.

He sniffed, smiled, and walked straight to the north room without looking up.

Passing by the field and walking to the north house, Zhao Rong turned a page of the book and was about to raise his hand, but suddenly paused.

In the corner of the eye, there is a certain blue shadow bouncing around.

He stood on the steps, closed the book in his hand, and turned his head to look.

In front of the fence in the east corner of the yard, there was a slender girl in a blue dress with her back to Zhao Rong.

She leaned against the fence with her lower body, bent down, leaned forward with her upper body, and leaned into the fence. She was jumping up and down at the moment.

Looking from behind, he couldn't see the slender girl's face.

But looking at the back, Zhao Rong had never seen it before.

new guest?
It's just that her posture at this time...

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

Zhao Rong walked towards Dongli, and he deliberately took a detour, instead of going straight towards the direction where the slender woman's buttocks were facing when she bent down.

I am afraid that it will cause unnecessary misunderstanding when I get closer later.

Regarding how to avoid such embarrassing scenes, Zhao Rong is already very experienced, and at this time, he is also obedient and self-conscious, which makes people feel distressed.

He is getting closer.

Soon, he came not far from her side.

Only then did Zhao Rong see clearly what this woman was doing.

The corners of his eyes couldn't help twitching.

The slender girl turned out to be picking the autumn chrysanthemums he and brother Teng Ying had cultivated.

She was leaning forward, one hand on the fence railing, the other straight out in front of her.

The target of this "chrysanthemum thief" is the tallest and longest chrysanthemum tree in the chrysanthemum bush.

But although she doesn't look short, she still can't reach it. She is jumping and jumping and trying to reach forward, but it is still in vain for the time being.

Zhao Rong watched this scene speechlessly.

"Cough cough."

He covered his mouth and cleared his throat.

The slender girl who was cocking her butt froze for a moment and turned her head.

In the next second, he jumped back lightly and jumped off the fence.

While clapping the hand that was still 'committing the crime' a second ago, she looked left and right as if nothing had happened.

Looking around, as if nothing happened.

Just suddenly, the slender girl looked left and right and her head suddenly stopped, her eyes 'nailed' on Zhao Rong's face.

She looked straight at him, lowered her head slowly, and then looked up and down carefully at the man in front of her, her eyes extremely focused.

Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows. At this time, the two of them were facing each other, and he could see the appearance of this woman clearly.

I saw her looking soft and weak.

It belonged to the kind of people in the city below the mountain, where playboys swaggered through the city with their dog legs, and when they bullied men and women, they would run over to bully the delicate and good family with excitement as soon as they saw chicken blood.

Generally, as long as there is a bit of experience in bullying men and women, she will close the fan in a chic posture, and use the tip of the fan to provoke her chin domineeringly.

At this time, Liangjia gave a flustered and timid look in his eyes, and then he didn't know what he was thinking. Under this situation, he still wanted to run, thinking that he could outrun this group of strong men.

Well, of course, the result was surrounded and stopped by Huahua Eishao's gang of dogs, Evil Shao laughed wildly, but slowly approached at a speed slower than a tortoise.

The delicate Liangjia tilted his arms, shrank his body and shivered like a chicken, shouting for help, help.

Evil Young Master opened his arms, his expression twisted and crazy, and he yelled something like 'you shouted so hard that no one will come to save you', and then matched with the laughter of a large group of dogs around.

Then, the evil young man, the dog leg, and the good family just dragged and groaned, waiting left and right, waiting for a hero who would appear from nowhere, the hero to save the beauty.

Finally, at last, Liangjia saw the hero who chased away the evil boy and rescued her, he was handsome and talented.

She gave a salute in a slim and elegant manner, bit her lips and said, "I want to repay my benefactor with a promise of my body", with a weak look that I still feel sorry for.

This is roughly what the slender girl looks like now.

Zhao Rong nodded slightly.

I think she has that taste.

The only problem now is that Zhao Rong doesn't remember saving the girl when he was driving down the mountain.

The only one who took the initiative to save was Su Xiaoxiao, a stupid fox demon. I remember that she ran away in a panic without even giving an accurate answer whether it was "a promise in this life" or "the next life". up.

So, the girl in front of me, who looked weak and weak, probably didn't come to repay him with a "promise with her body".

At this time, the slender girl stared straight at Zhao Rong with gentle eyes like water, without blinking.

Zhao Rong looked at her, then at the chrysanthemum behind the fence.

His tone was curious, "What is the girl doing here? Uh, is there something on my face?"

Zhao Rong touched his face, then shook his head, he should still be as handsome and extraordinary as before he went out in the morning.

The slender girl stared at him and shook her head vigorously.

Zhao Rong smiled and pointed aside, "My surname is Zhao, my name is Ziyu, and I live in Beiwu."

Hearing this, the slender girl opened her eyes slightly, a little surprised, and looked Zhao Rong up and down again.

Her eyes straightened.

Zhao Rong blinked, know me?

Is my son so famous in the academy?

But what the hell is Dongli Xiaozhu stealing his chrysanthemum?

The corner of Zhao Rong's mouth twitched, and he pointed at the splendid Qiuju behind the fence, "What are you doing picking this?"

The slender girl tilted her head to look at him, nodded seriously and said, "It looks delicious."

Zhao Rong: "..."

The two stared at each other for a moment.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Zhao Rong coughed lightly.

He skipped the topic of something wrong with this uniquely wrong girl.

With a sunny smile, he cupped his hands and saluted, "May I ask who is..."

"Bifang."

A familiar calm voice suddenly came.

Zhao Rong turned his head to look.

Yu Huaijin was walking out of the kitchen, holding a plate of... cucumbers.

As if seeing his doubts, the old-fashioned girl put the cucumber away with her backhand, paused for a moment, and explained.

"This is my maid...well, she's also a book boy."

After finishing speaking, she turned her head and glanced at the slender girl in front of Dongli who was laughing at her.

Zhao Rong nodded and turned around.

However, she saw that the female book boy named Bifang was no longer staring straight at him as before, and her eyes were much more restrained.

However, he was still peeping.

At this moment, see Zhao Rong.

Bifang smiled softly, a little shy.

"return."

Yu Huaijin spoke seriously.

Bifang lowered her head, "Oh."

The voice is weak.

Before leaving, she glanced sideways at Zhao Rong, with a reluctant look on her face, but she still raised her palm and waved it lightly at him.

Zhao Rong smiled and nodded.

Seeing this, Bifang also smiled happily, and then trotted to Yu Huaijin's place.

Yu Huaijin raised her hands and saw the scene of the two 'flicking' with a straight face.

She frowned slightly.

　PS1: It's over, Xiao Rongyue's writing is getting more and more wrong, I want to drive...

　　PS2: Dear brothers, please vote for Xiaorong... In the writer group, there are all big brothers with tens of thousands of monthly tickets. Belongs to the lowest level of the real peers, good brothers, let Xiao Rong straighten his waist for once, woo woo woo, begging for a monthly pass!
　　
　　
　
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