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Han Changsheng raised the corners of his mouth and said with a half-smile: "How did you enter our house? You didn't know what to do. It's all because you liked the unruly temperament under my handsome appearance, and the melancholy heart in my strong body.

Tangtang and Nazha are just like you, they both have my ideas."

"vomit"

Zhao Liying retched pretentiously, and pulled Baozi's face in disgust, "Can you not use such adjectives when you praise yourself, it makes my skin crawl."

"Really, let me see... you don't have goosebumps, it's just... rabbit skin."

"What rabbit fur! I don't have so much hair on my arms!"

"I said rabbit skin because you are a rabbit, understand"

"Hate.

! "

Zhao Liying punched Han Changsheng, lying on his heart and giggling.

Although the master always lied to them, his memory is really good enough, not only remembering the birthdays of the seven sisters, but even the zodiac signs.

Zhao Liying inhaled the familiar scent of mint in her nose, and slowly fell asleep...

early morning.

Han Changsheng hadn't opened his eyes yet, but he had already faintly heard the sound of the commotion in the distance.

Get up and lie down on the small window and look out, you can see colorful figures in the distance.

Zhao Liying turned over, hugged Han Changsheng's leg and said in a daze, "Master, what are you doing outside?"

"Today is the day when the Naadam Conference is held. All ethnic groups in the prairie are up, and those... tourists are also going to join in the fun, so it's a bit noisy."

"Oh."

Han Changsheng looked down at Ying Bao who was unconsciously replying, and carefully covered her with the quilt, "Go on sleeping first, don't need to get up."

Ying Bao didn't say a word, Xiaoxiang snored intermittently, still rubbing against Han Changsheng's leg.

However, Han Changsheng survived.

The Naadam conference was held on time at 830:[-], he had to go to the waiting room, and then [-]:[-]:[-]: to go out to the heat.

It's just... Han Changsheng looked at the legs being held by Ying Bao, and had to carefully separate Ying Bao's fingers one by one.

This girl clung to him like an octopus when she slept last night, and hugged her legs again early in the morning. It's hard for him to guarantee that he won't be dragged down by her for a while:.

Ying Bao, who was sleeping soundly, reacted to Han Changsheng's operation.

She opened her eyes in a daze, and looked at Han Changsheng in a daze, "Master, you won't sleep anymore."

"Don't sleep anymore, I promised Uncle Balth to warm up the Naadam Conference, it's not good to be late."

"Then I'll go with you."

"Go on and sleep!"

"No, I want to be with you all the time."

Zhao Liying shook her head firmly, then rubbed her sleepy eyes, and got up quickly.

It was hard for her to play alone with the master, so naturally she couldn't be separated all the time.

Seeing this, Han Changsheng didn't insist anymore, he helped Yingbao put on the thick clothes, and then walked out with his arms around her.

"the weather is nice today."

Han Changsheng looked up at the cloudless sky and heaved a sigh of relief.

Although the weather in the grassland is like a child's face-it changes as soon as it is said.

But at least this cloudless sky... can guarantee that there will be no rain this morning, so that the conference can be held smoothly.

Han Changsheng washed up, put Shengying's bow and arrow set on his back, pulled Zhao Liying, and went to tell Wang Zhengyu about his itinerary this morning.

Wang Zhengyu rolled his eyes, "Director Han, can we follow along to shoot?"

Han Changsheng shrugged, "I don't care, but will the conference let you take pictures?"

Wang Zhengyu smiled and said, "I asked, and there are several TV stations that broadcast the Naadam Conference live. If you want to come and film your popular performance, there is no problem."

"Then go together, and you can ask again by the way."

"!"

Wang Zhengyu carried a camera, then called five 55 colleagues who also got up early, got on the horse, and followed Han Changsheng and Zhao Liying to the venue of the Naadam Conference.

"Morning, Mr. Han!"

"Meet Mr. Han!"

Along the way, when the Mongolian people in red and colorful saw Han Changsheng, they would cover their hearts and bow halfway to salute, with respectful smiles on their faces.

Han Changsheng knew why these people were respectful, and it wasn't because... he blindly discovered the ancestor of the Ying family - the tomb of the silver sword pall guard.

It's hard to refuse, every time he sees this situation, he will do the same action as a reward.

Zhao Liying hugged Han Changsheng's waist, and looked at those... respectful Mongolian people with a smile.