Half Martial Immortal, Half Margin Monarch

Chapter 430 You Think Too Much

Chapter 430 You Think Too Much
Ning Xuemo even guessed that if this man is a slut, he is probably a domineering attacker, not a weak one...

"What are you planning for me in your mind again?" Han Shanyue didn't answer her question, but half leaned on the brocade couch and looked at her lazily.

Ning Xuemo rubbed her red wrist, not allowing him to fool around: "I'm guessing your age."

"Uh, how big do you think I am?"

"You should be seven or eighty years old, right?" Ning Xuemo asked tentatively.

His face looks like he is around 20 years old, but judging by his demeanor, he is definitely not.And he seems to have been famous for 60 years...

His kung fu is so high, he should have learned the art of retaining the face like Ye Qingluan.

Han Shanyue looked at her eyes deeper and deeper: "To you, seven or eighty years old, is it young or old?"

"Of course I'm very old..." Ning Xuemo blurted out, "At this age, I can be my grandfather!"

Han Shanyue: "..."

"Grandpa?" He repeated, and then lay back his body: "Then you can just call me Grandpa from now on!"

Ning Xuemo: "..."

Then if she married him, wouldn't she be in love with her grandfather and grandson? !
Although she said she would not marry him, it would be too bad for her to call him grandpa when they meet in the future!
"Master Han, your appearance is younger than that of a teenager. Calling you grandpa can call you old. I will call you master in the future. Calling you master is more in line with your style."

"Whatever." Han Shanyue slightly closed her eyes.

"Master, you see, I'm about to marry you, and I don't know your name yet." Ning Xuemo wanted to find out more.

Han Shanyue suddenly opened her eyes, a pair of dark blue eyes were unusually deep, just staring at Ning Xuemo.

Ning Xuemo's scalp was numb from his stare: "What's wrong?"

"Isn't this seat called Han Shanyue?"

"Isn't Han Shanyue your stage name?"

"Stage name?" Han Shanyue seemed a little puzzled.

"You are a saint of painting, don't ordinary painters have stage names or pen names?"

Han Shanyue looked at her for a moment, then lay down again, closed her eyes again, and said only one sentence: "You think too much."

Han Shanyue is indeed not his real name, but it has been a long time since no one dared to call him his real name, and he almost forgot it himself.

There's no need to tell this little girl his real name, after all...he won't meet her for too long...

Ning Xuemo didn't believe that this name was really his real name, and always felt that his real name should be higher.

This name is fine with an ordinary painter, but it doesn't match him.

Forget it, since he didn't want to say it, she didn't have to ask either.She also wanted to have as little interaction with him as possible.

This man is extremely dangerous!She has always kept a respectful distance from such characters.

Thinking of dangerous people, she couldn't help but think of Xue Yilan, the monster in red. That bastard was kicked into the lake by her back then, and he really didn't die.

But it's strange, since that guy escaped from danger, how could he let her go without harassing her with his vengeful personality?
Even if he didn't dare to kill her because of his oath, he should still do it to take revenge on her, right?Why didn't you do it?

Was he still injured?So these days, he was recuperating from his injuries, so he didn't have time to harass her?

Or maybe he had some other important business, so he let her go for a while?
or-
Ning Xuemo raised her head and looked at Han Shanyue again, her eyes were complicated.

Or is it because this person is guarding her side that he can't do anything?
(End of this chapter)

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