He Chenyuan pretended to be dignified and solemnly said to song Yue, "Yue Yue, I don't think this force is easy to control. Can you help me?"

"What's the matter?" Song Yue looked at him suspiciously, "aren't you in good control?"

"The control was good just now, but now..." he Chenyuan shot a knife again, and deliberately shot askew, "you see, it's no good now."

Song Yue did not doubt that there was him, and seriously began to analyze: "is there a time limit?"

She grasped he Chenyuan's wrist and was ready to help him.

Soft fingertips gently press on he Chenyuan's tight muscles, he Chenyuan's heart is full of happiness, and gradually he is a little bit of a dreamer.

He felt that song Yue's fingers were too soft, as if there were no bones.

And her fingers are also very good-looking, fingertips with a touch of pink, just like petals.

If she's not holding his wrist, but somewhere else, then

He Chenyuan suddenly did not dare to think about it.

He is afraid of making a fool of himself in front of song Yue again.

In that case, song Yue might ignore him.

Song Yue is to his pulse, and did not notice he Chenyuan in desertion.

She called for a while pulse, what found, said: "now you take the knife in your hand, try to control it, I'll see."

He Chenyuan obediently does, but also very careful to pretend a bad control, for fear of being seen through by song Yue.

Song Yue met him for the first time, and he never thought that he would be so insidious, so he never found that he was pretending.

She is still serious analysis: "maybe there is a time limit, or maybe you just got the power, not proficient enough. You can practice more in the future. "

"Well." He Chenyuan nodded, looking very honest, but then said, "Yue Yue, why don't you stay here and help me?

I don't know medicine, and I don't trust other people. I can only trust you. Why don't you stay here and supervise my training? "

His expression is particularly pitiful, song Yue almost agreed.

But when she couldn't help nodding, she suddenly thought of a key——

This is he Chenyuan's parents' house!

If she lives here, doesn't she have to face he Mingyuan and Guan Shuhui every day?

I don't hate them, but the problem is that she doesn't know them very well, so it's too inconvenient for her to live with them?

Besides, he Mingyuan doesn't seem to like her very much.

Song Yue thought of this, immediately refused: "if you need help, I can come to help you during the day."

He Chenyuan blinked: "this... This is totally different from what he wants!

He decided to save it again: "Yue Yue..."

"Well, you don't have to say any more. I don't plan to stay in Longcheng for long. I'll go back in a few days."

Song Yue is afraid that he Chenyuan will talk about it again. She will be soft hearted and quickly change the topic. "By the way, didn't you say you wanted to help me deal with Song Yi before? Help me find out where she's been

He sank his face depressed. Now he doesn't care about Song Yi's whereabouts at all!

He soon made a decision: "if you go back to Jincheng, I'll go back with you. In a word, we haven't lived in many houses yet. "

Song Yue has no opinion this time, just said: "if you can persuade your father, I have no opinion."

However, she soon found that she was still too naive!

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