Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 171 My master's temperament is out of dust (reward plus more)

After eating and drinking enough, and taking a warm bath, Mo Xiaowan felt the strength that was taken away come back.

She was full of fighting spirit, and her eyeballs rolled around, since she was always thinking about Master Xie Wudi's painting in her heart.

So, act, act!
Didn't you say you want to check your homework?

After the inspection is over, do you want to return the painting?

In order not to be prepared, and to convince Uncle Xuanyuan, Mo Xiaowan ran to the window and rolled up the painting.

Then he greeted Yun Gu and slipped away to the study.

Sure enough, the lights in Uncle Xuanyuan's study were still on.

Mo Xiaowan gently pushed the door open, and smiled brightly at the person on the desk chair.

"Uncle Xuanyuan, I came to see that your heart hurts, is it better?"

Xuanyuanchen's eyes fell on the scroll, and slowly raised his head, seeing her little hands behind his back, he sneered slightly: "Oh, do you know that you love me?"

To be honest, the way Uncle Xuanyuan reads a book is fascinating.

Mo Xiaowan just opened the door and landed on the shadow under the light. His eyes were so focused on the scroll, and his fingers were long and slender. Against the backdrop of the light, the knuckles of the hand holding the book were even, looking very eye-catching.

She was almost bewitched by Uncle Xuanyuan's perfect profile and his bookish aura, and almost forgot the purpose of coming to the study.

Mo Xiaowan shook his head, put a pair of small hands behind his back, and moved closer to him step by step.

Her bright eyes glanced at the scroll on the desk, and she smiled flatteringly: "Uncle Xuanyuan, are you tired? Shall I rub your back for you?"

"Ok!"

Xuanyuanchen's eyes moved back to the scroll, and he turned slightly, revealing his back.

His posture is so cool and handsome!
Because his side was facing the scroll on the desk, Mo Xiaowan hurriedly threw the scroll in his hand on the desk, and then raised his small fist to hit him on the shoulder.

After knocking for a long time, seeing that he didn't respond at all, he was concentrating on reading.

She couldn't help asking: "Uncle, how is your strength?"

"Too light!"

Xuanyuanchen's eyes still fell on the scroll, but he asked tentatively: "Little thing, does your master know martial arts?"

Mo Xiaowan added some strength to his hands, shaking his little head: "No!"

"How did you know?"

Xuanyuan Chen raised his eyebrows slightly: "What did he say?"

"No, my master is so temperamental, with a bookish atmosphere, how can he be good at fists and feet?"

Mo Xiaowan answered as a matter of course.

Temperament dusty?

"You are here in the Eight Princes' Mansion, but I can still protect you; if you leave the Eight Kings' Mansion, how will I protect you?"

Xuanyuan Chen's eyes dimmed a bit, and he said coldly: "Little thing, when I get better, I will teach you martial arts in person, don't let the Zamabu go, and when I am sick, I will let the guards of the wind urge you to practice basic skills. "

What the hell!

This is simply shooting yourself in the foot with a rock.

Another stride?

Mo Xiaowan felt a flock of crows flying over his head.

He turned around now, thinking that it would be impossible to secretly change the paintings while he was not paying attention, and he simply didn't bother to act cute anymore.

She muttered, and reached out to snatch the painting on the desk: "Zhimabu, Zhamabu, Uncle Xuanyuan, you have finished checking your homework, return this painting to me."

"Wait!"

Xuanyuanchen closed the scroll in his hand, and handed it to Mo Xiaowan: "Put "Ouyang Guozhi" back on the bookshelf for me, and find another "Ouyang Guozhi continuation"."

The small bowl of ink did not move.

Xuanyuanchen smiled but said, "When you finish this errand, I will definitely return the scroll to you."

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