A delicate green plum dressed as a traitor

Chapter 388 Rejection
It's rare for her to wake up early in the morning, but she's doing well now, her little face sank, and she took offense on the spot, like a kitten with frizz: "No, maybe there won't be any snow in a few days, besides, I miss you at Longhu Mountain The seasons are like spring, and I haven't been back to Beijing for many years, so I came to see you early to play."

The little treacherous officials many years ago would not reject themselves.

Why is it different after returning from Longhu Mountain?Are you following the plot in the book?
He also remembered the meeting between Liu Qingxi and him in the Xiangxiang Pavilion that day.

Her heartbeat was a little abnormal, her breathing was not smooth, and a sense of loss enveloped her, and she felt insecure.

To her, the refusal of the little treacherous official meant that the relationship between the two was getting farther and farther.

However, the other party did not understand her mood at the moment.

Shen Chen's expression had returned to his usual calmness, and he said: "Then it's up to you, I want to read silently, I don't have time to accompany you."

People have turned back to the house.

Ye Zhi stared blankly at his background disappearing, feeling a sense of loss spontaneously, and stood there without saying a word.

Until Qiu Guan was carrying hot water and twisting and turning to wait for Hou Chenchen to wash, seeing the charming woman standing there, she couldn't help but exclaimed: "Ah, Miss San, why are you standing in the snow? It's so cold. God, are you here to see Young Master Chen?"

Today's Qiu Wan is still daydreaming about climbing into Master Chen's bed and dressing up beautifully.

Her voice is high.

Ye Zhi was aroused all of a sudden, put her delicate little hands on the fox fur snow cap, shook off the snow floating above, and walked straight into the house, her grape-sized bright eyes contained anger, and asked Shen Chen: "Tell me, why don't you Come play with me in the snow? Aren't we good friends? I got up early in the morning to look for you, but you are so indifferent?"

Qiu Wan's eyes lit up under the curved corridor, and hurriedly took small steps to the door to eavesdrop.

Shen Chen put down the book "The Doctrine of the Mean" in his hand, put it in front of the table, glanced at her, and explained calmly: "The temperature is a little lower today, I'm afraid that it will be bad for you if you get cold."

However, the other party also had reasons to refute him.

Ye Zhi dazzled the crane cloak with the lotus blue pattern on her body, and her eyes glanced, the meaning was obvious: I wear a crane cloak, so I'm not afraid of the cold.

At the same time, she also wanted to tell him aloud that in order to practice lightness kung fu, she and Huanhuan walked against the wind in the snow in the freezing weather.

In order to practice her marksmanship well, she flew up and down in the snow with a plum-blossom gun countless times, like dancing pear blossoms.

Now, the marksmanship has been practiced so superbly that I don't need to accept father's instruction every day, I just need to practice at home, but I still need to ask for advice once in a while.

As for the lightness kung fu, she has also practiced it to a high level. Fairy Lingbo doesn't ask for it when the New Year's Eve is approaching. She can just let her practice it at home. After the new year, she will go there three or five times a month.

Martial arts practice emphasizes self-discipline.

The master gives methods and techniques, and corrects the deficiencies, and the rest depends on your own perseverance to practice.

Shen Chen didn't look at her, and still insisted not to go out for a snowball fight. He emphasized his tone, and said again: "No, I have to go by myself."

Ye Zhi was sensitive, and the other party emphasized her tone, interpreting it as an insult to her, and said with a displeased face, "If you don't go, then you won't go. If you come to play with me in the future, I won't go anywhere."

After speaking, he waved his robe and walked out.

The figure of the crane cloak with the blue lotus pattern on the icing on the cake disappeared quickly.

As soon as the people left, Qiu Wan, who was squatting in the corner, straightened her posture, stepped over the threshold with a smile, and walked in.

(End of this chapter)