This sentiment [Xiu Xian]

Wen Zhe's heart skipped a beat, and he shifted his gaze to the door panel in panic, the hand hanging by his side had unconsciously clenched into a fist.

However, the door stood quietly in place, showing no sign of being pushed open.

Is this... a joke?

The warm heart slowly let go, and the stiff body gradually relaxed.But before he could finish breathing out a long breath, Mr. Begonia gave a coquettish smile like a silver bell, twisted his waist and walked towards the door, knocking on the door panel from the room: "If you can do something like a wall with ears, why are you pretending to be a gentleman?" .Do you want us to occupy the magpie's nest in the private room you have reserved? Don't delay, come in quickly."

A snow-like sigh sounded outside the door.

Rong Xuehuai pushed the door open, carrying a fainted and limp demon disciple in his hand, and said helplessly: "Hai Tang, you carried me on your back in the past, and arranged for me to be three feet tall and shaped like a child in front of Zigui. When you jumped up and punched your knee with a ferocious and rude face, did I enter the room to embarrass both of you?"

He casually threw the disciple in his hand on the ground, and walked straight towards Wen Zhe.Wen Zhe looked at him anxiously, wanting to argue, but felt that the denial was really hard to say.

Rong Xuehuai pressed Wen Zhe's shoulder, first shook Wen Zhe's cold palm, and then sighed slightly: "Wen Zhe, I'm not angry with you."

But even though he said that, his tone was much colder than when they were together on Yuzhi Mountain.Now that the bamboo hat is covering Rong Xuehuai's expression, Wen Zhe is even more unable to determine the joy and anger of Mr. Hanhuahua. He only feels helpless and panic in his heart. He doesn't feel that he has been comforted, but feels that he has received some kind of veiled reprimand.

Feeling the fine sweat and trembling in her palm, Rong Xuehuai held back the murderous aura she had just released at those members of the Demon Sect, and she held Wen Zhe's hand more steadily and forcefully, slowly Caressing the back of Wen Zhe's hand.

When Wen Zhe's hands were no longer trembling, he turned to Shangguan Haitang, and said disapprovingly, "You always like to tease others, I don't care, but there are always some people who want to take it seriously—Haitang, what you said just now scares you." There are people."

Shangguan Haitang covered her mouth and gave a coquettish smile indifferently: "What can I say? Didn't the little beauty be scared by you? I would like to ask how Honglian Jun tortured the little beauty on weekdays." , let him turn pale when he sees you."

Rong Xuehuai tilted her head in the direction of Shangguan Haitang, and said in a serious tone: "Haitang, why is Wen Zhe afraid of me? I have to discuss with him. He is still young, so I won't let you do anything. Seduce him with frivolous words."

After finishing speaking, Rong Xuehuai hooked his toes, and he kicked the demon disciple who was limp on the ground in the direction of Shangguan Haitang.

Shangguan Haitang uttered a cowardly voice on purpose: "Ah, you actually did something to me because of this? You were never willing to touch a finger of mine before."

Rong Xuehuai was silent for a moment, then said lightly: "Haitang, I still have the stove candy that I fed you just now. If you don't think it's enough, I can break a bigger piece for you."

The implication was that he was going to gag Shangguan Haitang again.

Mr. Haitang Hua covered his face with his sleeves, giggled: "You don't want to listen to me, why don't you just say it, and you dare to threaten my body casually, it really hurts my heart." The demon disciple on the ground: "Didn't there be three just now? Why did you only catch one? You let them run away in a soft heart?"

Rong Xuehuai sneered, and wrote lightly: "I was tortured when I was caught just now. One was not restrained, and the other was frightened to death. I think this is quite talented, and he should be able to ask deeper questions."

After finishing speaking, he raised his eyes, stared at Shangguan Haitang's face that suddenly changed color through the white gauze covered by the bamboo hat, and said very lightly: "So Haitang, at least for now, I don't want to joke with you."

The lazy and playful expression on Shangguan Haitang's face finally faded away.He looked at Rong Xuehuai, and said solemnly: "Xuehuai, I thought you could already contact outsiders?"

"After all, I'm irritable, let alone being disturbed by these bugs." Seeing Shangguan Haitang's seriousness, Rong Xuehuai smiled lightly: "Don't worry, I'm not as serious as you think."

After all, Mr. Hanhuahua didn't wait for Shangguan Haitang to reply, he waved his sleeves and said politely: "Mr. Haitang and Mr. Mudan came from a long way, you may as well come to the humble house, I will entertain you with all my heart."

Shangguan Haitang scrutinized Rong Xuehuai for a moment, then suddenly let out a chuckle, and said angrily, "You're pretending."

Rong Xuehuai didn't think it was a pestle, but just stretched out her hand in the direction of Shangguan Haitang: "Haitang, give me that demon disciple."

"Forget it." Shangguan Haitang's embroidered shoes had already attracted the demon disciple, and took the man in his hand: "You are so moody, and you don't know how to be compassionate and cherish jade. If you can't help but pinch this person to death, you will definitely die again." Ask the concubine to catch a new one. In my opinion, it’s better to let the concubine keep it for you.”

Knowing his good intentions, Rong Xuehuai probably didn't want to feel unhappy watching this demon cultivator along the way, so she thanked him and showed her appreciation.

Shangguan Haitang smiled softly: "Thank you for what? Thank you for not disturbing your good business with the little beauty? Honglian-jun, look, you have someone to serve you all the way back, and it's not like I'm ignored. Mudan-jun will naturally go all the way. accompany me."

Mr. Mudan had been standing three steps away from the two of them, and had been silent all the time. He only returned a salute when Mr. Hanhuahua sent out the invitation just now.However, he was so quiet and low-key that he was also entangled by Mr. Begonia, and he couldn't help but retorted in shock: "Who wants to accompany you all the way?"

Shangguan Haitang smiled sweetly: "What, don't you want to?"

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Wen Zhe got on the light car with stacked drape again.

This time, Jun Hua didn't send him to a chair in the corner, but took him by the hand and led him to the round table, and pushed him to sit down.

Rong Xuehuai took off the bamboo hat on his head, stared at Wen Zhe for a while with his usual gentle and tolerant eyes, until the other party gradually relaxed, and then said slowly: "When I am outside, I will indeed compare myself to being on the mountain." Be indifferent—did I scare you by being too strict just now?"

Wen Zhe shook his head.He lowered his eyes to look at his palm prints, and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid I've offended you."

Rong Xuehuai smiled softly: "Do you think I'm angry? Because you just said you like me? Look up, Wen Zhe. When you talk to someone, look at them. Even if you are guilty, don't show it on your face." So obvious."

Wen Zhe raised his head according to his words, so he looked carefully at a pair of gentle eyes, and Jun Hua's voice was smiling: "It's a happy thing to be liked by others. Wen Zhe, I still want to thank you, why not?" Will be mad at you?"

The dodging gaze froze, and Wen Zhe almost couldn't believe what he heard.He opened his mouth, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't even utter the words he wanted to ask.

Rong Xuehuai waited patiently until she heard Wen Zhe's trembling voice: "Mr. Hua, do you really, really... allow me to like you?"

Mr. Han Luhua raised his hand to support his forehead, closed his eyes and let out a low laugh.

"It's your due freedom to like someone. You don't need my permission... But you are still young and gentle. You like me because I teach you many things, and because I treat you well. In fact, this may not be the case. It's the kind of liking you think. You see, I like you very much, but it's not a liking between lovers, do you understand?"

Wen Zhe didn't answer what Jun Hua said, but just shook his head, not sure if he was denying Rong Xuehuai's meaning, or he wanted to express that he didn't understand.A look of uncertain struggle appeared on his face, but in the end it all turned into some kind of sacrificial determination.

He stood up, walked to Rong Xuehuai stiffly, and said softly: "I really like you...I am willing now."

"what?"

"You said it. Number three, you don't like to force others... Now I'm not afraid, nor forced. Please treat me as you like. You can do whatever you want. Wen Zhe is willing."

After Wen Zhe said that sentence, the atmosphere fell into silence for no reason.

Mr. Han Luhua looked at him for a long while, as if he had confirmed that Wen Zhe's words were true, he let out a long and helpless sigh.

"Wen Zhe, I'm really... surprised."

He stood up with a wry smile, as if intentionally or unintentionally took a step in the opposite direction to Wen Zhe, widening the distance between them.The tone of his speech is also different from the gentleness with tolerance just now, but reveals a kind of solemnity.

"Wen Zhe, I thought you were still young..." Rong Xuehuai smiled as she said this, as if remembering that she had said this many times: "You are already 17 years old... I really should Seriously, I will teach you something. Come directly to my room tomorrow morning, and I will teach you how to read and practice swords."

"Mr. Hua, I..." The courage I mustered up just now has not completely calmed down, Wen Zhe didn't want to hear the news that he would normally look forward to, and he didn't want to be distracted from the topic.He gritted his teeth and tried to hold on, wanting to repeat his determination to give everything.

But Rong Xuehuai turned around, looked at Wen Zhe with disapproving eyes, raised an index finger to his lips, and shook his head slightly at him.

For a long time, Junshang Hanhua has not expressed his dissatisfaction with Wen Zhe fiercely and straightforwardly, and his actions and expressions with a negative meaning are already Rong Xuehuai's serious condemnation.

So Wen Zhe closed his mouth, even though he was full of affection and determination, he couldn't bring it up again.

Mr. Hanhuahua watched Wen Zhe silently for a while, until the other party turned his eyes away, he reprimanded softly: "Such as what you said just now, don't say any more. 'Anything is fine', this kind of promise is too rash, and it is not easy It's too heavy."

Wen Zhe promised, silently staring at the glass-like floor tiles in the car, watching the large expanses of lotus flowers blooming into a sky-high elegance, and then withering and withering in a flash, I just felt that my little thoughts were like withered lotus flowers, and said Unbearable sadness and pain.

Until later, after Wen Zhe had been with Rong Xuehuai for a long time, he suddenly recalled this past, couldn't help laughing out loud, and wanted to knock his head off.

He already understood at that time that although Rong Xuehuai rejected him blatantly, she secretly made another promise to him.

What Xuehuai meant was that he was willing to teach himself swordsmanship and literacy, and recognized his identity as a grown up and even an adult.If in the future he has seen the great world, made close friends, and when he grows up, he still only likes Rong Xuehuai, Xuehuai is willing to try with him.

From the beginning to the end, Rong Xuehuai never blatantly said that Wen Zhe was not allowed to like him.He told Wen Zhe "You have the freedom to like people", he said to Wen Zhe "You are too young", but he just kept silent, and that sentence was "When you grow up, you can like me like this" of".

This person's words and demeanor are as gentle as water, but he still has a very gentle heart.

Right now, Wen Zhe still can't appreciate the well-hidden connivance of Mr. Han Luhua.He was a little sad, but he felt that it was natural for him to be rejected; he was a little hurt, but he secretly laughed at his overreaching in his heart.

Rong Xuehuai smiled helplessly seeing his depressed and tired expression.He roughly estimated that he should be Wen Zhe's first love, not to mention that he had treated him well all the time, Wen Zhe might have some fledgling plot.Thinking about it this way, maybe my rejection was too merciless.

"Don't think so much, drink some water." Rong Xuehuai held the pot and poured a cup of tea for Wen. Just when the tea was filled to five minutes, Rong Xuehuai recalled something and withdrew his hand: "You have to toss all day, you should I'm tired. I should take a nap when I go back, and drink tea to refresh my mind... why don't you drink some hot sugar water."

Mr. Hanhuahua stood up, opened the shelf behind him, took out a jar of rock sugar from one of the shelves, washed it, and pushed it to Wen Zhe.

Wen Zhe wrapped his hands around the cup, thinking of something, but just looked at Rong Xuehuai in a daze.After a while, Wen Zhe asked in a low voice: "Mr. Hua... I remember that your tea was originally placed in that grid?"

Rong Xuehuai smiled slightly.

"Yes, I have a good memory--it used to be that way. But now you're here, aren't you?"