alone mountain and river

The evening breeze was light, carrying the intoxicating fragrance of flowers. Nan Xinghun took a strong sniff with her delicate nose, and then continued to say: "Actually, for you, the proud son of the Di Dynasty, I am so The descendant of a declining family should be a little girl from the countryside... And in order to protect the poor, few remaining family property, she has to dress up as a boy since she was a child, and her personality has become weird... Well, I don't know if you knew from the beginning that I was a girl, but... I'm actually curious, why did you have the idea of ​​proposing marriage?"

Speaking of this, she couldn't help but paused, and looked at Feng Qinglang, only to see that the other person's expression was a little embarrassed, a little helpless, and vaguely distracted... She suddenly seemed to understand something, her complexion turned snow-white, and immediately He got off the desk awkwardly and stiffly, staggered a little, and was about to go outside after stumbling.

Feng Qinglang quickly pulled her back, and hurriedly said, "It's not what you think!"

Nan Xinghun's complexion was even paler, Feng Qinglang said urgently: "I mean, it's not what you think now..."

He pulled the corner of his mouth, and tried his best to speak: "Your Excellency Nan Ling and I did vaguely mention your future. I really appreciate you. Maybe your Excellency Nan Ling has some misunderstanding because of this..."

Nan Xinghun only felt his nose sore, and a strong soreness surged up from the depths of his heart for no reason. Feng Qinglang saw that the other person's eyes suddenly became a little crystal clear, his heart was in a bad mood, and his head became hot, so he added: " Xinghun, in fact, I have a good impression of you, but I have too many ties... Do you understand what I mean?"

The corners of Nan Xinghun's mouth continued to bend, and then he stopped the momentum, pulled back his hand forcefully, and quickly turned his head again, wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeve, and then turned around and said softly: "I know, actually, when father mentioned it like this, I didn't I believe it too much, but... I still can't help but ask you, is this too stupid?"

Feng Qinglang felt that if he said yes to such a question, then he must be stupid not the other party, but himself, so he said: "Of course not, I am very happy to hear what is in your heart. However, we are all in a In an era where we can't be sure about our own future... Yes, we certainly hope to live in our own years and live the most worry-free days, but reality always has some differences from hope..."

Nan Xinghun pursed his lips, and couldn't help but replied sadly: "I understand, in fact, no matter what happens in the future, I will be grateful to have a friend like you who appeared in my life and accompanied me..."

Feng Qinglang said with a wry smile: "Xing Hun, please don't be so sad all of a sudden, it will make me at a loss, we don't know what the future will be like, we can't say for sure, we will still be on the same road, right?"

Nan Xinghun's eyes finally lit up, before he was about to say something, there was a hasty knock on the door.

Behind the door was Nan Yong's slightly frightened face, and he said anxiously: "Master Xinghun, I received an urgent letter from home, asking you to go back immediately."

Nan Xinghun's rosy complexion returned to ugly again, and Feng Qinglang's heart sank. Could it be that something happened suddenly to Your Excellency Nan Ling's body and he was about to reach the end of his life?

Nan Xinghun and Nan Yong left that night. They came in a hurry and left in a hurry. It may be related to some family affairs and privacy of the Nan family. Naturally, Feng Qinglang would not follow him, but he felt that he could forcefully stimulate his potential. It only took half a day to fly directly to Nan's house, so he didn't worry too much. If there was any major change, he should be able to arrive in time.

Tang Xuan expressed great regret for the hasty departure of such a surprise character as Nan Xinghun. This stage play lover feels that this is a sensational romance drama, and an important character is so absent. Much less.

But Wumanela was a little happy. For her, Nan Xinghun, an unbelievably handsome son, would definitely not occupy the room in the future, so this lovely hostage tried to apply for transfer to the kidnapper Yifeng Qinglang. However, Tang Xuan and Beatrice vetoed the application ruthlessly.

In any case, Feng Qinglang's life is still going on, especially the cultivation of the Meditation Chapter, which is at the most critical time, he does not want to leave any regrets in the future, but to make up for the regrets left in the past. It was like carrying the dream that made him boil, and continued to concentrate on the cultivation of the meditation chapter.

Time flies, and more than half a month has passed...

Mingguang started school again. Regarding the first place in the world-renowned school alliance competition, there will naturally be a related commendation meeting, but whether it is the opening ceremony, the commendation meeting, or the invitation of some Mingguang friends, Feng Qinglang will do it one by one. He declined the resignation politely, and now he is completing the progress of the meditation chapter in a natural manner, and he does not want these things to interrupt the progress.

Beatrice was very considerate and silently supported Feng Qinglang. She consciously took care of Feng Qinglang's food, clothing, housing and transportation in an orderly manner. She cooked in the apartment more often, so that Feng Qinglang did not have to choose from the takeaway list. The kidnapper, Tang Xuan Both Umanela and the hostage benefited from this.

Tang Xuan was full of praise for Beatrice's cooking skills, but Umanela secretly competed and began to cook in the apartment. Of course, she knew that her level was limited, and she needed a friend during the training process, so Tang Xuan become a white mouse...

After the tough hostages threatened to go on a hunger strike, flee or commit suicide, etc., His Excellency Tang Xuan had no choice but to try Umanela's dishes with a bitter face, and for the sake of his own life, he commented carefully every time, almost without food. Said, Miss Umanella, please spare those poor ingredients...

The spring breeze has passed, and it is another lazy afternoon...

At this time, Tang Xuan was sitting on the sofa holding a fantasy novel borrowed from Nan Xinghun's room, and when he saw something exciting, he laughed heartlessly and slapped his thigh.

Regarding this, Umanela, who is holding a gourmet cookbook, will always frown, but she is extremely irritable today. Feng Qinglang, this guy, has been retreating for three full days...

The most hateful thing is that Tang Xuan, an annoying bastard, even looked at himself at such a time, pointed at the book, and then slapped his legs and laughed... My old lady knows what's so funny about you!It really made Wumanela finally couldn't help getting mad, kicked Tang Xuan's sofa on her own sofa, and cursed: "Tang Xuan bastard, I really don't understand why a bastard like you can become Expert!"

Tang Xuan said with a smile: "I'm talented, you can't be jealous of that!"

"Get lost! Don't you need to practice?"

"Yes, the martial arts I practiced had to be practiced every day to keep it running, but the poison of the dragon snake hadn't passed, and the effect of the practice was not great, so I just stopped." Tang Xuan took it for granted.

Wu Mannela said angrily: "You are so lazy, when will the dragon snake's poison be eliminated?"

Tang Xuan's laughter finally stopped gradually, and he said in confusion: "Hey, I'm a kidnapper and you are a hostage. Why do you care about me so much? I'm so embarrassed!"

"Who cares about you? I'm tired of this kind of life now, and I just want to go home quickly! Also, you are also a person who has the opportunity to be written into the legend in Alans. Among the few people who are most likely to become peerless powerhouses One, you are so decadent, are you worthy of your supporters?"

Tang Xuan was even more puzzled: "Do I have fans too? Could it be that you don't like Qingming anymore, you like me instead... Well, it's not unusual, for a man as attractive as me!"

Umanela looked at the other party even more displeased: "Fuck off again! Look at your sloppy appearance, haven't shaved for a few days? Like a tramp, or the ugly one... haven't gone out for two or three days Right? You depend on that woman for everything you eat, you are a pig in captivity!"

Tang Xuan proudly stroked the needle-like beard, and said with a smile: "Yesterday I wanted to go out and asked you to go out to eat together, but you ended up sleeping late, it can't be my fault..."

Umanela was a little speechless, as if she was as lazy as this guy...

Tang Xuan winked at the other party very congenially, and said: "So, there are not one pigs in captivity, but two."

"Get out!" The pillow finally made another shot, hitting Tang Xuan.

Tang Xuan lowered his head to read the book again, raised his hand to take the hidden weapon and put it down, and then said: "Okay, Beatrice said to come back to cook tonight, don't fool around with your unique skills, if you stop for a day today, just take pity on me Stomach. I’m seeing a wonderful place, so don’t bother me!”

"Who disturbs whom? Your idiot-like laughter interrupts me every time from the artistic conception of Youchuyoudao..."

At this time, there was a rhythmic knock on the door, dong dong.

Umanela wanted to ask the other party to open the door, but Tang Xuan shamelessly stuffed his ears with cotton.

She could only stand up indignantly, and scolded: "Is there anyone who treats hostages like this? You also let hostages deal with outsiders."

Outside the door, a black-haired man in white clothes, with his always raised chin, was pointing at Umanela's forehead, and he said, "Uh...you are a worker of Beatrice's house, right? Is your master there?" ?” The evening breeze was light, carrying the intoxicating fragrance of flowers, Nan Xinghun took a strong sniff with her delicate nose, and then continued to say: “Actually, for you, the proud son of the Di Dynasty, The heir of a declining family like me, I should be a little girl from the countryside... And in order to protect the poor, few remaining family property, I have to dress up as a boy since I was a child, and my personality has become weird... Well, I don't know if you knew from the beginning that I was a girl, but... I'm actually curious, why did you have the idea of ​​proposing marriage?"

Speaking of this, she couldn't help but paused, and looked at Feng Qinglang, only to see that the other person's expression was a little embarrassed, a little helpless, and vaguely distracted... She suddenly seemed to understand something, her complexion turned snow-white, and immediately He got off the desk awkwardly and stiffly, staggered a little, and was about to go outside after stumbling.

Feng Qinglang quickly pulled her back, and hurriedly said, "It's not what you think!"

Nan Xinghun's complexion was even paler, Feng Qinglang said urgently: "I mean, it's not what you think now..."

He pulled the corner of his mouth, and tried his best to speak: "Your Excellency Nan Ling and I did vaguely mention your future. I really appreciate you. Maybe your Excellency Nan Ling has some misunderstanding because of this..."

Nan Xinghun only felt his nose sore, and a strong soreness surged up from the depths of his heart for no reason. Feng Qinglang saw that the other person's eyes suddenly became a little crystal clear, his heart was in a bad mood, and his head became hot, so he added: " Xinghun, in fact, I have a good impression of you, but I have too many ties... Do you understand what I mean?"

The corners of Nan Xinghun's mouth continued to bend, and then he stopped the momentum, pulled back his hand forcefully, and quickly turned his head again, wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeve, and then turned around and said softly: "I know, actually, when father mentioned it like this, I didn't I believe it too much, but... I still can't help but ask you, is this too stupid?"

Feng Qinglang felt that if he said yes to such a question, then he must be stupid not the other party, but himself, so he said: "Of course not, I am very happy to hear what is in your heart. However, we are all in a In an era where we can't be sure about our own future... Yes, we certainly hope to live in our own years and live the most worry-free days, but reality always has some differences from hope..."

Nan Xinghun pursed his lips, and couldn't help but replied sadly: "I understand, in fact, no matter what happens in the future, I will be grateful to have a friend like you who appeared in my life and accompanied me..."

Feng Qinglang said with a wry smile: "Xing Hun, please don't be so sad all of a sudden, it will make me at a loss, we don't know what the future will be like, we can't say for sure, we will still be on the same road, right?"

Nan Xinghun's eyes finally lit up, before he was about to say something, there was a hasty knock on the door.

Behind the door was Nan Yong's slightly frightened face, and he said anxiously: "Master Xinghun, I received an urgent letter from home, asking you to go back immediately."

Nan Xinghun's rosy complexion returned to ugly again, and Feng Qinglang's heart sank. Could it be that something happened suddenly to Your Excellency Nan Ling's body and he was about to reach the end of his life?

Nan Xinghun and Nan Yong left that night. They came in a hurry and left in a hurry. It may be related to some family affairs and privacy of the Nan family. Naturally, Feng Qinglang would not follow him, but he felt that he could forcefully stimulate his potential. It only took half a day to fly directly to Nan's house, so he didn't worry too much. If there was any major change, he should be able to arrive in time.

Tang Xuan expressed great regret for the hasty departure of such a surprise character as Nan Xinghun. This stage play lover feels that this is a sensational romance drama, and an important character is so absent. Much less.

But Wumanela was a little happy. For her, Nan Xinghun, an unbelievably handsome son, would definitely not occupy the room in the future, so this lovely hostage tried to apply for transfer to the kidnapper Yifeng Qinglang. However, Tang Xuan and Beatrice vetoed the application ruthlessly.

In any case, Feng Qinglang's life is still going on, especially the cultivation of the Meditation Chapter, which is at the most critical time, he does not want to leave any regrets in the future, but to make up for the regrets left in the past. It was like carrying the dream that made him boil, and continued to concentrate on the cultivation of the meditation chapter.

Time flies, and more than half a month has passed...

Mingguang started school again. Regarding the first place in the world-renowned school alliance competition, there will naturally be a related commendation meeting, but whether it is the opening ceremony, the commendation meeting, or the invitation of some Mingguang friends, Feng Qinglang will do it one by one. He declined the resignation politely, and now he is completing the progress of the meditation chapter in a natural manner, and he does not want these things to interrupt the progress.

Beatrice was very considerate and silently supported Feng Qinglang. She consciously took care of Feng Qinglang's food, clothing, housing and transportation in an orderly manner. She cooked in the apartment more often, so that Feng Qinglang did not have to choose from the takeaway list. The kidnapper, Tang Xuan Both Umanela and the hostage benefited from this.

Tang Xuan was full of praise for Beatrice's cooking skills, but Umanela secretly competed and began to cook in the apartment. Of course, she knew that her level was limited, and she needed a friend during the training process, so Tang Xuan become a white mouse...

After the tough hostages threatened to go on a hunger strike, flee or commit suicide, etc., His Excellency Tang Xuan had no choice but to try Umanela's dishes with a bitter face, and for the sake of his own life, he commented carefully every time, almost without food. Said, Miss Umanella, please spare those poor ingredients...

The spring breeze has passed, and it is another lazy afternoon...

At this time, Tang Xuan was sitting on the sofa holding a fantasy novel borrowed from Nan Xinghun's room, and when he saw something exciting, he laughed heartlessly and slapped his thigh.

Regarding this, Umanela, who is holding a gourmet cookbook, will always frown, but she is extremely irritable today. Feng Qinglang, this guy, has been retreating for three full days...

The most hateful thing is that Tang Xuan, an annoying bastard, even looked at himself at such a time, pointed at the book, and then slapped his legs and laughed... My old lady knows what's so funny about you!It really made Wumanela finally couldn't help getting mad, kicked Tang Xuan's sofa on her own sofa, and cursed: "Tang Xuan bastard, I really don't understand why a bastard like you can become Expert!"

Tang Xuan said with a smile: "I'm talented, you can't be jealous of that!"

"Get lost! Don't you need to practice?"

"Yes, the martial arts I practiced had to be practiced every day to keep it running, but the poison of the dragon snake hadn't passed, and the effect of the practice was not great, so I just stopped." Tang Xuan took it for granted.

Wu Mannela said angrily: "You are so lazy, when will the dragon snake's poison be eliminated?"

Tang Xuan's laughter finally stopped gradually, and he said in confusion: "Hey, I'm a kidnapper and you are a hostage. Why do you care about me so much? I'm so embarrassed!"

"Who cares about you? I'm tired of this kind of life now, and I just want to go home quickly! Also, you are also a person who has the opportunity to be written into the legend in Alans. Among the few people who are most likely to become peerless powerhouses One, you are so decadent, are you worthy of your supporters?"

Tang Xuan was even more puzzled: "Do I have fans too? Could it be that you don't like Qingming anymore, you like me instead... Well, it's not unusual, for a man as attractive as me!"

Umanela looked at the other party even more displeased: "Fuck off again! Look at your sloppy appearance, haven't shaved for a few days? Like a tramp, or the ugly one... haven't gone out for two or three days Right? You depend on that woman for everything you eat, you are a pig in captivity!"

Tang Xuan proudly stroked the needle-like beard, and said with a smile: "Yesterday I wanted to go out and asked you to go out to eat together, but you ended up sleeping late, it can't be my fault..."

Umanela was a little speechless, as if she was as lazy as this guy...

Tang Xuan winked at the other party very congenially, and said: "So, there are not one pigs in captivity, but two."

"Get out!" The pillow finally made another shot, hitting Tang Xuan.

Tang Xuan lowered his head to read the book again, raised his hand to take the hidden weapon and put it down, and then said: "Okay, Beatrice said to come back to cook tonight, don't fool around with your unique skills, if you stop for a day today, just take pity on me Stomach. I’m seeing a wonderful place, so don’t bother me!”

"Who disturbs whom? Your idiot-like laughter interrupts me every time from the artistic conception of Youchuyoudao..."

At this time, there was a rhythmic knock on the door, dong dong.

Umanela wanted to ask the other party to open the door, but Tang Xuan shamelessly stuffed his ears with cotton.

She could only stand up indignantly, and scolded: "Is there anyone who treats hostages like this? You also let hostages deal with outsiders."

Outside the door, a black-haired man in white clothes, with his always raised chin, was pointing at Umanela's forehead, and he said, "Uh...you are a worker of Beatrice's house, right? Is your master there?" ?”