i have a sword fairy

"Don't look at me, gentlemen, why do you remind me of this fact every time when I almost forget that my face is too handsome?"

Zhao Rong asked sincerely.

Yu Huaijin nodded and stopped looking at this 'cheek-skinned'; the others also laughed kindly, clearing the atmosphere.

Zhao Rong smiled, and put down his teacup. He was not polite at all, "So, do you have anything else to do? If not, I will go ahead. If I don't go back, my wife will come to snatch someone." Still serious shameless.

Yu Huaijin, who took the lead, glanced at the scattered invitations on the desk, did not speak, and seemed to sit down with his eyes down, while some people on the field showed some embarrassing expressions.

Zhao Rong looked around, and there was a classmate with a mustache on the right who asked in a low voice, "Brother Ziyu, what do you do with these invitations?"

"Naturally, I'm going to decline... Brother Gao has other ideas?"

"I don't dare to take the high opinion." The male student who was called 'Brother Gao' looked at Zhao Rong's expression, and suddenly persuaded sincerely: "Why don't Brother Ziyu take the time to participate, after all, it is the kindness of the seniors, In fact, if you want to spend more time with Ling Zheng, you can also take her there, after all, it is written in the invitation that Brother Ziyu is allowed to bring one or two people with him..."

"Clumsy Jing doesn't like making trouble, let's forget it..." Zhao Rong shook his head, and suddenly stopped, because he saw some students in the back seat covered their mouths with their fists, bowed their heads and coughed lightly, as if they were a little embarrassed.

Zhao Rong suddenly realized, and couldn't help but look at Yu Huaijin who was drinking tea with his head down, Xiao Hongyu with a red face, and everyone else, and said how did you analyze the pros and cons so clearly for me just now, and politely persuaded me, it turned out that 'someone' wanted to come together go.

Zhao Rong laughed heartily, took a sip of tea, put down the cup, got up and took the initiative to see off the guests:

"I still won't go. If there is nothing else, I'll go first, Zhuo Jing said. Well, everyone can sit for a while and let Teng Ying accompany you."

Xiao Hongyu and other willful students were so embarrassed that they hurriedly ran away from the stool, saying goodbye one after another regretfully.

"No need to send it far away, that's right..." Zhao Rong, who walked to the gate of the courtyard to salute and was about to leave, suddenly turned around, pointed to a certain copybook that was being peeked at by more than a dozen eyes reluctantly, with a sincere face: "It's just right, gentlemen." I won’t be leaving the academy for the next two days, can I bother you, and help me with the next thing, please thank the brothers of the academy for me, and explain the reason sincerely, well, it would be even better if there are senior scholars who are familiar with me , each person can pick one and send it back...well, two are also fine..."

Xiao Hongyu, Wu Peiliang and other students were all stuck in shape, looking at each other in surprise.

Yu Huaijin drank tea in silence, and halfway glanced at someone who was "sincerely exhorting".

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At the gate of Dongli Xiaozhuyuan, Zhao Rong smiled and sent away a few students who had taken away the invitations.

Just as Zhao Rong was about to turn his head to look at the situation in the yard, a voice came from behind him.

"Ziyu..."

"Why are you walking without sound?"

Zhao Rong looked at Jia Tengying beside him speechlessly.

The latter, who is used to being transparent, said a little embarrassedly: "Ziyu, do you know Mr. Chun in the academy?"

"Mr. Chun?" Zhao Rong was slightly stunned, and recalled the roster that Zhu Yourong had stuffed for him before, but he remembered some, "Yes, I have an impression, what's wrong?"

Zhao Rong paused after asking, remembering that he seemed to have spotted the name in the yard just now, and was about to speak again, but Jia Tengying blushed and said: "I have always admired Mr. Chun, he is also from ancient Yue, and he is in our The Ancient Yue State is a well-known Confucianist."

It was rare to see this roommate so emotional. Zhao Rong pointed to the copybook surrounded by seven or eight students in the courtyard behind him, and asked, "Is there any in it? An invitation card from Mr. Chun's senior brother?"

Jia Tengying was a little twitchy, and whispered: "I just checked, it seems to be there..."

Zhao Rong couldn't bear it anymore, and crossed his legs to 'kick' his ass, "Then what are you waiting for, hurry up and take up your seat, and you will be taken away by others later, and you will pull your face again."

Zhao Rong was amused when he was speechless, this elm head.

"Okay, okay!" Jia Tengying nodded and ran quickly, afraid that he would be a step too late.

When he came back with a happy face, Zhao Rong, who stopped at the gate of the courtyard, couldn't help but whispered a few words.

"Remember to go there early, find an excuse for me, and tell the brothers under Mr. Chun's school that I am in a hurry and can't come. Then you will be more familiar with yourself, you will come, and you will have a thicker skin. The senior brother shouted for dessert, explain Just stay there and don't leave, find a low-key place to sit down, later people will only think that you were also invited, isn't this the way to go? So I told you to go early..."

"Don't just focus on eating. The important thing is to get to know your brother. You can take the initiative to find some topics. You can talk about the school, Yu Huaijin, or me. Except for picking cucumbers in your field, you can talk about everything else. , there is nothing you can’t say, such as I am handsome and handsome, don’t hide it..."

Zhao Rong sighed, Jia Tengying listened very seriously.

It's almost time to explain, the bustle in the courtyard has dissipated, and the sky above his head has long been covered with star clothes. Zhao Rong left Dongli Xiaozhu, and at the main entrance of the academy, he even laughed with two sporadic familiar gentlemen who came back from drinking. Without saying a word, he patted his sleeves, turned around and walked through a busy street full of people, turned into an alley, took a small path, and walked towards the long-term rented courtyard.

What Zhao Rong and Xiaoqian'er rented for a long time is a two-entry courtyard, with a front hall, a back bedroom, an east kitchen, a gallery, and a pavilion. The entire courtyard is square and symmetrical.

Seen from afar, at this time there was green smoke rising from the chimneys in the courtyard, but it was not obvious in the gradually covered dark night.

Zhao Rong suddenly turned a corner in the alley and took a long detour. Between the cracks in the outer wall of an abandoned yard, a small flower was standing alone. He couldn't recognize the name, so it shouldn't be a rare species. Just pass by here.

Zhao Rong bent down and took it off, turned around and went back to the residence, pushed open the courtyard door, and went straight to the East Kitchen where there was the sound of the stove burning firewood. The kitchen door was open to the outside. With flower roots, quietly looking at the blue-gold figure who is busy back and forth in front of the cutting board of the stove.

Qingjun's waist is very slender, especially when the upper part of the fabric is bulging and propped up, even if there is no belt around the waist, the slightly empty fabric at the waist clearly reveals this, especially when she occasionally stands on tiptoe When lifting the toes to pick up bowls on the top of the cabinet, the waist is upturned and bent, which is especially obvious.

Zhao Rong's eyes subconsciously fell on it. In fact, the lady's waist is not only thin, but also very flexible. Only he has a deep understanding of this, especially when it bends back and forth, it can always reach the slender waist again and again. Zhao Rong's soul-stirring arc made him couldn't help freeing a hand from the hall, and carefully grasped the tough waist with the jaws of a tiger, as if he wanted to measure something carefully.Some pictures of Bai Shengsheng floated in front of Zhao Rong's eyes, and then disappeared like bubbles.

In fact, the slender waist and the pair of long legs below are the result of Qing Jun's long years of sword training and martial arts. In my memory, she has been beautiful since she was a child.

Zhao Rong thought about it carefully, the proportion of Qingjun's figure should be the best he has ever seen, and it is also Zhao Rong's favorite classic and beautiful shoulders, rather than the right-angled shoulders that give people a faint sense of strength and coldness; carefully Speaking of which, he still prefers radians.

Xiaoxiao and Qian'er's petite bodies are a bit too petite and girly, while Zhu Yourong's burden is too heavy, making others 'worry' for her, and the body proportions are inevitably a bit out of balance.

If it is said that Xiao Xiao and Qian'er only show their sharp corners because of Xiao He, the former is a little more sensual, although it is also limited.Then Qingjun is the girl next door who has just grown up, everything is just right, the flowers are blooming in the most beautiful season, one cent more is too much, and one cent less is too much.As for Zhu Yourong, she was born with Zeng Yun's breasts, and she was determined to be a bird of return;

You know, because of the structure of women's clothes in this world, it is difficult to fake them, and the bellybands of obscene clothes can't be flattering, unless the waist is made higher, and it is visually protruding, but it also increases There are not many achievements, so from the outside, if an ordinary woman can stand up and bulge, she is quite expected, such as her own Qingjun, and what is Zhu Yourong's concept?Every time she goes out, she wraps it tightly and tightly, but it still doesn't change too much. It can only be said that there is too much material piled up naturally, and it is difficult to compress it down.

In this way, you may have to ask, since it is the same whether to bind or not to bind, why bother to bind? Isn’t it easier to be liberated? Zhao Rong has to mention wave-particle duality to you, pointing out that The thing is that some things can not only be partially described in terms of particles, such as one by one, but also partially described in terms of waves, such as wave by wave, so it coexists in the form of particles and waves... …

Leaving aside these academic issues for the time being, Qing Jun in the Eastern Kitchen is busy with cooking seriously and lightly, and did not look back to see her husband; Zhao Rong also did not ask where Qian'er went, he hugged his chest alone, leaning against the door frame , During the quiet observation, fell into some contemplation.

In his memory, another person who can stand up to Qingjun in stature is the Queen Mother Dugu who is known as the most beautiful woman in Dali at the foot of the mountain. Impression bonus generated under force.As for Qing Jun, he not only measured it visually, but also measured it inch by inch. It can be regarded as rigorous and meticulous, and his wife won.

As for the other two influential divorced women, Su Qingdai has a similar temperament and figure to Qing Jun, but the temple is a bit bigger, although the palms of the hands are more numb when performing the family law.And the woman with sleeves is a little skinny and skinny, and occasionally her hips will hurt him. Although at that time, this slight pain is nothing compared to the severe burning of the upper body, but in the blur, that Occasionally, the special experience when bumping into it is still a bit profound...

That’s how people are. Occasionally, in some important scenes, some subtle feelings and experiences are more profound than the real things at the time. The black and gray stains on the eraser when picking it up are clearly reminiscent.

But tonight, Zhao Rong didn't want to care too much, he just wanted to watch Qing Jun quietly.

Concubine Zhao Ling knows that her husband is watching her, and she also knows that he often likes to watch her doing housework in a daze. Although she doesn't know what he is thinking, Concubine Zhao Ling also likes his attention on her. The feeling of her being watched and cared for by him, a sense of security and shyness arises spontaneously, although occasionally his eyes are a little unscrupulous.But if it's too serious, is he still a husband?
When Concubine Zhao Ling finished cleaning up and was washing her hands in front of the water tank, Zhao Rong, who had been watching at the door, suddenly stepped forward...

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