i have a sword fairy

When he came to Duyou City for the first time, the hard-working girl Lu Wan appeared in front of him driving a dragon horse and pulling a carriage.

Now Zhao Rong has also arrived, thanks to the blessing of a student from the Hall of Justice behind him.

That introverted Zhengyi Hall student seemed to be running a large business on the mountain at home. After everyone got off the ferry at Xiaoyaojin, he had already sent more than 30 dragon horses from his family without saying a word.

Zhao Rong smiled dumbly, the Mochi Academy is indeed Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

The dragon colt is more miraculous than the bloody BMW at the foot of the mountain, and it is just a trivial matter to travel thousands of miles a day.

Zhao Rong had a vague idea in his mind that it would only take a few days to arrive at the capital of Dali.

Thinking of this, he suddenly turned his head to look at the divorced girl who had come together and could be said to have returned home.

She was brought by Gu Yiwu's side as a maid.

Zhao Rong turned his head and looked in front of his eyes, "Brother Yiwu, you and your colleagues can decide on the matter of Cuju by yourself, as long as you don't delay the business."

"Of course." Gu Yiwu smiled and raised his whip.

Zhao Rong suddenly said: "There is a river ahead, let's take a rest and ask something by the way."

Gu Yiwu glanced at Zhao Rong, and immediately understood. He glanced at the maid in the cavalry behind, and nodded.

Time to get down to business.

"Yu—!"

"Yu—!"

Not long after, this group of cavalry stood upright in front of a clear river, and everyone dismounted.

Just as Zhao Rong got off his horse, before he had time to stand still, a petite and slender figure approached him.

"Brother Rong, don't move, the collar is messed up."

Zhao Qian'er called out abruptly, she stood in front of Zhao Rong, with a small body, it was inconvenient to raise her hands.

"..." Zhao Rong.

He looked around and looked at his classmates with ambiguous eyes, shaking his head helplessly.

Immediately, Zhao Rong looked down at his slightly messy collar, and then at the little girl who was standing in front of him, who was almost stuck in Zhao Rong's arms in order to hold the collar for him.

He bent slightly, wanting to lean forward so that it would be convenient for her to hold the collar with her little hand.

It's just that the little girl bulged her mouth.

"I'll come, I'll come, don't move." Zhao Qian'er complained in a low voice, she stuck to Zhao Rong's arms, hit his strong chest with her forehead, then raised her two small hands, opened her palms, and pressed and pushed his chest .

Zhao Rong had no choice but to straighten his waist again.

"Clumsy..."

Zhao Qian'er looked up at him, a pair of big peach blossom eyes with crooked pale pink corners.

The little girl smiled and spat, but then she glanced down calmly...

Zhao Rong nodded, and stood still to let the hardworking little Qian'er hold his collar.

Zhao Rong ignored Li Bai, the sword-holding man with an annoyed expression, and glanced at Brother Yiwu who was waiting beside him.

The burly man was watching his sweet daily interaction with his maidservant with the corners of his mouth twitching slightly, followed by the maid Yunniang who was bought not long ago.

The two quietly waited for Zhao Rong.

Suddenly, Zhao Rong felt a small hand on his body secretly doing bad things. It turned into a little salty pig's trotter, groping in his abdomen...

Zhao Rong looked down and was speechless.

I saw Xiao Qian'er standing on tiptoe, gently holding his collar with his right hand, while stroking his abdominal muscles with his left hand as if supporting his body for balance.

The little girl held her head high at this time, her face was full of concentration, and she smiled sweetly when she saw Zhao Rong leaning her head to look at her.

Zhao Rong couldn't help but said, "Qian'er, let go."

Zhao Qian'er shook her head, tied her high ponytail, and then hopped lightly, "No, I have to tidy up Brother Rong's collar."

Zhao Rong felt that his abdominal muscles were being 'scratched' by her, and he glanced to the left and right with a little guilt. Although the students in the Justice Hall were looking at this side from time to time, they didn't seem to notice their private flirting with the 'uncle and maid' .

Zhao Rong breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't dare to slap it away with his hands or retreat, for fear of dying in the sight of light.

So he reluctantly took the initiative to stick the stickers forward, covering the gap between the two of them.

Zhao Rong suppressed his voice and said: "You tidy it up quickly, it's almost done... Little girl, don't, don't touch...don't scratch it!"

While Zhao Qian'er tidied his collar virtuously and thoughtfully, she spread five onion fingers with her soft hands, and explored and touched Zhao Rong's abdominal muscles.

She tilted her head and smiled, revealing two small canine teeth that 'cannibalize'.

To outsiders, she looks pretty and cute, harmless to humans and animals, she seems to be a weak little maid who worked hard to please my uncle and held his collar, smiling softly at the serious and serious uncle.

It's just that in the eyes of Zhao Rong at this time, this is a cunning little goblin who looks weak but wants to eat my uncle.

He lowered his head, leaned close to her soft little ear, and squeezed out a voice through his teeth, "Don't, stop making trouble, there are too many people!"

This kind of nonsensical flirting that doesn't listen to Zhao Rong's words and makes a good claim.

He was indeed a little displeased, and he had things to do right now, so he wasn't in the mood to have an affair.

What, excitement?No, only stimulation, no stimulation.

It's just that Zhao Rong didn't dare to get angry at Xiao Qian'er, and it was inconvenient to say even serious words.

I feel helpless in my heart.

Because I know that no matter how this little girl behaves in front of others, she treats him and Qing Jun as the only close relatives, and cares about their views and attitudes very much.

Back then, Zhao Rong and Qing Jun misunderstood each other, and they broke up on their wedding night.

The saddest and saddest thing is the little girl in my arms.

Just like what Xiaoqian'er said earnestly that day, he and Qingjun are her sun and moon.

However, sometimes it is really too skinny.

Zhao Rong frowned suddenly, why did he still pinch it?

Is this considered to be... being taken advantage of?

The retribution for bullying Xiaoxiao and Qingjun in the past, they were thin-skinned and shy when he bullied them.

And now he has met a female hooligan, Xiaoqian'er?

The way of heaven is reincarnation... who will the heaven spare?

At this moment, when Zhao Rong repented of this life and his previous life.

Zhao Qian'er stood on tiptoe vigorously, her two little hands were not idle at the same time.

She bit her lips beside Zhao Rong's neck and said, "Brother Rong, you... you actually have eight pack abs~"

Zhao Rong: "..."

What is 'unexpectedly'?Also 'huh'?Who is your sister looking down on!Isn’t it normal for my son to have eight-pack abs? Is it necessary to be so surprised? Before co-authoring, I thought you, Brother Rong, and I were pure waste with no strength to restrain a chicken?

The corners of his eyes twitched violently.

Zhao Rong looked indignant, "Okay, okay, there is nothing to be surprised about, you... you... take it easy."

Immediately, his angry tone gradually weakened, and finally turned into begging for mercy.

"Hmm, I didn't expect Brother Rong to have abdominal muscles. It seems that you have really changed a lot. A few years ago, you were thin and thin, and your stomach was soft without abdominal muscles. Every time I have a full meal, I pat your stomach, it’s always slapping, so loud, hee hee hee. Oh, Brother Rong, it’s so good now~ Such strong abdominal muscles, eh, soft is not good , Qian'er still likes hard, um, abs."

"???"

Zhao Rong's old face darkened.

Little sister, what are these tiger and wolf words?

You let go!Stop playing with my abs, there are so many people.

At this moment, most of the students of the Justice Hall around were chatting in small groups, while those servants were leading the dragon horses and drinking water by the river.

Everyone would turn their heads from time to time, looking at Zhao Rong curiously, with weird eyes, wondering what this pair of master and servant were doing, and why they were still so close together.

However, many people took a peek at Zhao Qian'er for a while, and they still couldn't help but sigh in their hearts, this little fairy Zhao is so beautiful.

Well, this one is called Little Fairy Zhao, because I heard that Mr. Zhao also has a very beautiful lady in Taiqing Xiaoyao Mansion, Senior Gu said that they want to call him Fairy Zhao.

The senior said that she was rumored to be the proud girl of the Xiaoyao Mansion in Taiqing, Zhao Lingfei who was destined to be a golden elixir before the age of 20.

And now this Qian'er girl who is by Mr. Zhao's side and serves him like a maidservant is also a talented girl who has manifested her natal flying sword at a young age and is a newcomer to Xiaoyao Mansion. Her appearance, talent, and cultivation are all three Top grade.

It is also a mountain fairy in various senses, no matter where it is placed in the Xuanhuang Cultivation Realm, it is the same.

Hey, Mr. Zhao, who teaches art, this... this is really... really...

The students of Justice Hall couldn't help sighing, looking at Mr. Zhao with a strange expression in front of them, they didn't know what to say.

This Little Fairy Zhao looks lively and lovely, but also gentle and considerate. She even did the little thing of pulling the collar for Mr. Zhao.

Uh, but why does Mr. Zhao have a weird expression at this time?His eyes were still wide open, staring at Zhao Xiaoxian.

Some students of Justice Hall, with sharp eyesight, could not help frowning when they noticed this unusual phenomenon.

Alas, Zhao Xiaoxian was frightened, her appearance became weaker and weaker, and her expression humbled to accommodate him...

Although Zhao Qian'er was usually on the road, she didn't pay much attention to them and didn't talk to them, but seeing each other every day made the students of Zhengyi Hall feel a little warm.

After all, who wouldn't like the little beauty in front of him?

It's good to be able to talk to her, but this little fairy Zhao seems to be a little shy and introverted. She should be a young girl who usually treats them with no pretense, um, especially to senior Gu, who has always been cold. With a straight face, I don't know if the senior was too abrupt for a beautiful woman before, alas, Boss Gu is really...

At this moment, the eyes of many outsiders fell on Zhao Rong, with some blame and confusion.

Mr. Zhao is too strict, to have someone like Zhao Xiaoxian as a personal maid is already a blessing that has been cultivated in many lifetimes, and yet he treats her so fiercely...

Gu Yiwu didn't know that he was complained by his own students.

He was taking Yunniang by Zhao Rong's side, and his face turned dark from waiting.

What is Tzuyu doing now? What is the important matter that he agreed to talk about?She also put aside to show off her self-serving maid!

That's enough, brother, I know, I won't tell you about buying a maid again... Hurry up and straighten your collars, hey, why are you two starting to twist together?

Facing the wrong gazes, Zhao Rong, who was wronged, couldn't express his suffering.

Who can stand up to a female hooligan like Xiao Qian'er?

However, just like Zhao Rong's crazily complaining, his indignant expression seemed like Zhao Qian'er didn't see it.

She still tilted her head, like a sneaky little fox, with peach blossom eyes squinted, doing the 'duties' of a housemaid in her little hands.

The little girl laughed at Yanyan.

3Chapter 16 Orphans and Widowed Mothers

Good guy, stop it... Well, you can touch it, but don't pinch it, let me let go of my abs.

Zhao Rong, who was committed by Xiao Qian'er, regretted it a little.

If I knew it earlier, I would practice these eight-pack abs into one piece, back to basics.

Not long after, Xiao Qian'er, who was groping for new things, suddenly looked a little shy, and said in a coy tone, "Brother Rong, you...don't move. I almost rubbed the wrong place."

Zhao Rong, who was twisting and turning slightly, was expressionless.

If you don't move, you'll have to break your defenses with your messy little hands.

Also, my son twisted from left to right, and you rubbed it downwards. You rubbed in the wrong place in this direction, so blame me?

Seeing that Zhao Rong didn't speak, Zhao Qian'er blinked her eyes, her big peach eyes turned upwards, and she glanced at him from bottom to top.

The little girl suddenly said weakly: "You, are you angry?"

Zhao Rong looked at her without speaking.

The little girl looked at him for a while, and with a whoosh, she withdrew her naughty left hand, and quickly straightened Zhao Rong's collar with her two small hands, then she quickly retracted, and put her hands behind her back.

Zhao Qian'er's two small hands were twisted together behind her waist, she lowered her eyes again, bit her lip, and looked like she made a mistake

Seeing this, Zhao Rong thought about it.

He was quiet for a while, his tone softened, and he asked softly, "Little Qian'er, do you... like abdominal muscles?"

Zhao Qian'er raised her head and glanced at him quickly, then continued to bury her head, and whispered: "Well, I should like it, but I didn't know that I liked it before, but I just touched... just touched it, and I liked it."