Xiaobaihua's character can't be collapsed

On a winter afternoon, the warm sunshine lazily shone in the yard. Song Han lay on the recliner with his hand warmer in his arms and squinted his eyes, drowsy. His frail body was hidden in the snow-white thick blanket. A lazy cat who only basks in the sun.

In a daze, there was a slight sound of footsteps, and Song Han woke up immediately.

He didn't open his eyes, but breathed lightly.

The footsteps were getting closer, and a man with a stern face stood beside him, looking down at him.

The sleeping boy was quiet and well-behaved, his palm-sized face was slightly pink, and the hot air exhaled from the tip of his nose was light and light, petite and fragile, making him adorable.

Li Hanchuan's sword eyebrows stretched out, his eyes as cold as a pool were clouded with ink.

His deep gaze swept across Song Han's face inch by inch, and finally landed on the slightly pursed lips.

The young man had a high fever that day, and he was unconscious. His lips were as bright red as ripe cherries. He swallowed a sip of the thick concoction and passed through it. Apart from the bitterness, only the itchy softness remained in his heart. .

Like a feather falling on the tip of the heart, it will not make people have strong desires, just scratch it inadvertently, and a pair of clear eyes like a deer will appear in the mind.

It's not shy and shy eyes, nor is it a charming glance that implies temptation. The young man's eyes are clear with a trace of straightforward joy, clean and pure, directly hitting people's hearts, like a pure white flower after the rain, fresh and pleasant .In his spare time, he couldn't help thinking about it, and wanted to see if he was living well.

A generous palm landed on Song Han's forehead, and Li Hanchuan gently brushed away the scattered hair on his forehead.

The tender skin was scraped by the rough calluses of his palm, Song Han's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he woke up leisurely.

The young man's appearance is not very outstanding, the most beautiful thing is this pair of eyes, the eyelashes are thin and long, and the pupils are black and bright, when looking at people, they can clearly reproduce the shadows of people.

The next moment, Li Hanchuan saw his own small shadow in Song Han's eyes.

"Hanchuan..." Song Han smiled softly as if he had just woken up unconsciously.

Li Hanchuan's eyes softened immediately, and he said "hmm" with the corners of his lips curled up.

Song Han froze for a moment, and then a small light gathered in his eyes and burst out.

"Hanchuan!"

He lifted the blanket and wanted to stand up, but Li Hanchuan held him down.

"Just lie down and talk, don't get up."

"Oh." Song Han blushed slightly, still feeling embarrassed.

His clear and clear deer eyes blinked, and he hesitated to say, "The sun is very warm today, do you want to bask in the sun together? It's very comfortable."

No one has ever invited themselves to do such a simple but joyful thing.

Li Hanchuan stared at him, smiled suddenly, and sat directly beside Song Han.

Song Han didn't expect him to be so straightforward, and his face turned even redder.

"Why don't you want to make new clothes?" Li Hanchuan asked in a low voice, and naturally covered him with a blanket.

"I have clothes to change and wash, so I don't need to make new ones." Song Han came up with the same argument.

Li Hanchuan suddenly raised his hand and rubbed his head, with a helpless tone, "It's just making a few clothes, and you feel that you owe me?"

Song Han's eyes immediately showed the panic of being punctured, and his thin white fingers tightly gripped the blanket.

"I……"

His long eyelashes trembled wildly, and although his expression was flustered, he didn't seem to be panicked like before. When Li Hanchuan withdrew his hand, Song Han raised his head and looked into those dark eyes with gentle color, and said softly: "There is no work to do. I received the reward in advance."

Li Hanchuan raised his eyebrows, and followed his words: "If you sign a death contract, isn't it normal to pay a part of the reward in advance?"

"But……"

"It's nothing." Li Hanchuan moved closer to his cheek until he smelled the faint aroma of herbs, and then said in a majestic and solemn tone, "Everything in Wanren Villa is decided by the owner, and no one dares to disobey the order of the owner. you are the first."

Song Han bit her lip and whispered, "It's not the owner..."

"Ok?"

Song Han met his oppressive gaze, and corrected him seriously, "It's not the owner, it's Han Chuan."

At the end, he added: "You said it."

Li Hanchuan and him looked at each other for a moment, his expression softened, and he was slightly happy, "What the owner said doesn't count, so Hanchuan said?"

"……Yes."

The smile in Li Hanchuan's eyes deepened, "Then listen carefully, obediently make some new clothes for the tailor tomorrow, and show me how to wear them."

Song Han's eyes reflected his softened sharp eyebrows, and he said softly: Got it.

As soon as he finished speaking, someone rubbed his head again.

Li Hanchuan looked at the slightly yellowed hair that slipped from his fingers, first frowned, and then quickly unfurled it.

The young man is born with insufficiency and poor health, but he can always look like a man by his side.

Accepting the other party's kindness directly and being coaxed to accept the other party's kindness is of course the latter, which is more comfortable. When Li Hanchuan left, Song Han continued to nestle on the deck chair and bask in the sun in a good mood.

……

On the day Song Han went out, the snow outside had stopped, and the steps on the treetops and roofs...everywhere he could see was covered in silver and was pure white.

Looking at the patchwork and majestic buildings of Wanren Mountain Villa under the heavy snow from a distance, Song Hanlu's eyes were shining brightly, looking around like a little fool who has never seen the world.The cold wind blew on his face, blowing the fluff on his collar, and the handsome boy suddenly became a little more lively and cute.

Song Han's mood at the moment is as bright as a bird out of its cage. Li Hanchuan has come to see him these few days and arranged for his embroiderer to make new clothes and shoes for him. Those harem who haven't seen Li Hanchuan for a long time are naturally Crazy with jealousy, he saved another ten jealousy points!

Today, wearing brocade boots, a fluffy mink coat, and a hand warmer in his hand, he followed Qingfang and Mu Xiaobai to the garden.

"The place where the young master lives is specially used in the village to entertain distinguished guests. Because there are peach trees in the front and red plums in the back, and the fragrance is lingering when the flowers bloom, it is called Ningxiang Xiaozhu." Qingfang introduced.

"So that's how it is." Song Han looked at the red plums that were in full bloom like flames and said clearly.He stepped on the soft white snow, breathed the cool fragrance, shuttled among the red plum trees, and when he saw a branch of plum blossom that was about to bloom, he turned to Qingfang and asked, "Sister, can I pick a branch and take it home?"

Qingfang nodded slightly and said, "It's certainly possible."

"Thank you sister." Song Han folded off the plum blossom, put it in front of his nose and took a deep breath, "It smells so good!"

Qingfang's red lips parted slightly but she closed her mouth after thinking about it. Song Han looked up at her, wondering why she hesitated to speak.

Qingfang looked at him for a moment, then gently persuaded: "Qingfang can't bear the name of 'sister', so you should call me Qingfang."

Song Han tilted his head, puzzled and said: "Why can't you afford it? You are older than me, so you are my sister?"

Qingfang shook his head, "You are a distinguished guest of our Wanren Villa, and your status is different."

Song Han froze for a moment, blinked and said, "Okay, I see, Sister Qingfang."

Mu Xiaobai covered his mouth, wanting to laugh but not daring to.

Sunny Fang felt helpless.

After getting along for a few days, she found that this boy was a simple-minded and extremely kind person, but in some respects he was unexpectedly stubborn.Will say "Thank you" and "Thank you" in a soft voice, and never ask them to do things that they can do by themselves. They don't act like the kind of petty people who came from a small place, and some are naive who don't know the dangers of the world...

[Harvest Sunny Fang Favorability Points 2]

The system's notification tone made Song Han curl his mouth.

The enemy is in the dark, but he is in the light. He really needs someone who can explain the situation of Wanren Villa to him. Qingfang, who is obviously not low in status, is a good candidate.But Qingfang is not like Mu Xiaobai, who has a lively personality and is open-minded. The word is not mentioned.

Fortunately, hard work is still useful, and Qingfang's attitude towards him is gradually softening.

Song Han walked briskly out of Ningxiang Xiaozhu.

As soon as he stepped out of the courtyard door, another scene appeared in front of him.

The ground is covered with white snow, and the dragon-like corridor winds forward on the snow, only the withered remnants of the branches stand on the pond, the rockery made of rocks has fallen snow, and the green pines in the cracks of the stones are still vigorous. ...

"Sister Qingfang, where are you going?" Song Han asked while pointing to the corridor.

Qingfang: "The corridor leads to Yayuan and Qixing Lake, can you take a look, my lord?"

Song Han smiled slightly, his deer eyes full of anticipation.

The three stepped into the corridor, this time without Song Han asking, Mu Xiaobai took the initiative to introduce to Song Han.What Yayuan is the central garden of Wanren Mountain Villa. In spring, there are hundreds of flowers blooming, bees flying and butterflies dancing, and the scattered flowers are fascinating. Qixing Lake is a hot spring lake, surrounded by immortals in winter and reflected by stars in summer. It is so beautiful.While talking, it also involved the strong capital and social status of Wanren Mountain Villa.

After a few words, Song Han finally had a rough understanding of Wanren Villa.As a dominant force, Wanren Villa has money and power comparable to a small country. It has strict internal order, strict guards, and respects the owner of the villa, Li Hanchuan. It is an existence that even the imperial court fears.

No wonder Li Hanchuan has so many harem...

Song Han had an expression of surprise and admiration on his face, and Mu Xiaobai was very proud.

"Our Wanren Mountain Villa has outstanding people and beautiful scenery. What you can see before your eyes is less than one-tenth of the villa. When the weather eases, you will explore it carefully."

"En!" Song Han nodded heavily.

Along the way, there were many branch roads in the corridor. As he walked, Mu Xiaobai told Song Han which courtyard it led to, whether the courtyard was inhabited, and what it was used for.

Qingfang's expression was indifferent, and he didn't stop him.

Song Han listened quietly, firmly remembering the locations of these courtyards.

Passing a fork, Mu Xiaobai pointed to the end of the road and said: "This is the way to ascend to Xiantai. Ascend to Xiantai is located at the top of the peak, where you can watch the sunrise and sunset, the sea of ​​clouds, and the star river. From there, you can see the entire Wanren Mountain Villa." From the bottom of your eyes, you can still overlook all the beautiful scenery below the mountain, but the peak is steep and steep, and there are no stone steps to climb up, only those with high lightness skills can have a panoramic view of the beautiful scenery on the top of the mountain!"

As soon as the subject changed, Mu Xiaobai winked at Song Han, "Young Master, the owner of the village is very skilled in martial arts. If you want to go up and have a look, you might as well let the owner take you for a ride!"

Song Han smiled embarrassedly, lowered his eyes and said softly: "Your owner is busy with affairs, so why bother him."

"If he doesn't want to take you there, how about I take you up there?"

The melodious voice of Kunshan Yusui came by the wind, and Song Han turned his head to see——

The cold wind blows the plum blossom petals that are bright red like blood, and the man in the snow-white clothes at the end of the corridor stands proudly in the snow and ice.

He looked at Song Han, a gentle smile swayed from the corners of his bright red thin lips, his long and narrow phoenix eyes were like water, even though he was smiling, his brows were shrouded in a thin mist of melancholy, which shocked him The beauty is also worried about his sorrow, and subconsciously wants to hold the most beautiful things in the world to him, just to dispel the sorrowful clouds on his brows...

Mu Xiaobai looked straight.

Song Han's heart skipped a beat, and alarm bells rang in his mind.

【system!Why is there no such person in the data? 】

Just based on the man's stunning appearance that he can't describe in words, it is absolutely impossible to be a cat or a dog!

[Host, if you know everything in advance, the data recorded by the system will be distorted. Only when you personally experience it will the system record the data of relevant personnel. 】

"My lord, this is the owner's guest, Mr. Unclothed." Seeing Song Han staring blankly at the man in white, Qingfang reminded him.

Song Han quickly looked back, and quietly blushed.

However, at the next moment, a hand carved like jade gently pinched Song Han's pointed chin, forcing his little face, which was slightly pink due to embarrassment, to be completely exposed to the visitors.

"Are you the boy Hanchuan brought back?"