Qing Lan is a girl... Qing Lan is a girl...
Throughout the night, Ning Yuan's brain was always in a crash state, only repeating such a sentence repeatedly.
He didn't even notice that the corner of his mouth, ever since he discovered that the boy was actually a girl, has never been pulled down, and kept an upward arc until dawn outside the window.
The early sun broke through the gloomy clouds and cast a golden light.
The young man snorted in his ear, and Ning Yuan suddenly returned to his senses. He looked sideways and saw that the young man saw his head buried in the pillow.
He got up suddenly, rushed out of the bedroom in a stride, took the saber, and walked into the back garden without stopping, in front of the magnolia trees in the yard, and began to practice martial arts.
At this moment, the heart is in confusion, just like the sword in his hand that dances in disorder. The magnolia flowers around him had also been cut off by him unknowingly, still clinging to the morning dew, unwillingly become the victim of Ning Yuan's venting.
The butler looked far away when he passed the back garden, and nodded in relief. Fortunately, his master is not a person who is addicted to gentle township, this is a top priority for the entire general's mansion!
Ning Yuan was sweating like rain. When he was dancing the 108th style, a person suddenly rushed towards him from behind the bushes.
Ning Yuan's thin lips tightened, and the sword hurriedly closed, the gleaming sword could stop in front of Su Kui's eyes. Looking at the young man wearing his clothes and hanging on his body, his brain hurts, and the frightened feeling has not come to an end.
"Why are you rushing out suddenly? Girls' family, in case I can't hold the sword and break the picture..." Ning Yuan was annoyed, said in a deep voice, and stopped suddenly.
I saw the boy's face still haggard after a hangover. He scratched his head in a jealous manner, his lower lip was bitten and pale, and said, "Big Brother Ning, it turns out that the person last night was really you..."
Was still discovered—
Ning Yuan didn't notice it himself, he let out a big sigh of relief deep in his heart. Just now, he was still hesitating, how to explain to the teenager the appearance of waking up and sleeping in his messy clothes.
Now that the boy confessed, he suddenly felt relieved.
He glanced at the young man with anxiety, and saw that there was no disgust in his eyes except for embarrassment. He calmed down and said in a low voice: "Well, I always thought you were..."
"It's okay," Su Kui interrupted him, and smiled reluctantly: "Yes, I didn't say it clearly. I don't blame Brother Ning... It's getting late, then Brother Ning, I won't bother you to practice swords, I'll go back. La!"
After saying that, it felt like burning his buttocks, turned around and left.
Ning Yuan frowned, knowing she was going to be wrong, thinking that she wanted to quibble, and quickly stepped away from her long legs, a few steps to catch up with the hurried teenager, and grabbed her and said, "Qing Lan, I didn't mean that, I Will be responsible."
Holding the young man's shoulders, turning the person towards her, pinching her chin, only to realize that at some point, the young man's eyes were red, and tears were falling down. Seeing him twitched in his heart, wishing to slap himself twice.
Thinking this way, he did the same. The big palm clasped her hand and slapped her on her face twice quickly. The strike was not light, and Su Kui's palm was numb.
Su Kui withdrew her hand and raised her head suddenly with tears in surprise, "Big Brother Ning, what are you doing?!"
Seeing his cheeks swelling quickly, Su Kui tightened his eyebrows, "I know that Big Brother Ning has always regarded me as a younger brother, and I also know that Big Brother Ning is a gentleman, but Qing Lan never likes the difficulty of being strong..."