Looking at the bright sapphire, Ruoyu recognized that the man in front of her was the young master who helped her out at the banquet.
Although he was carrying Ruo Qingwen's body, he had no memory of her. He called himself disciple and called himself master. It seemed that the relationship was clear, but he couldn't figure it out at all, and he sneaked into the house without making any sound.
, it seems to be extraordinary
Ruoyu took the teapot on the table, poured a cup of tea, and handed it over with the porcelain cup, thinking about how to respond to his question.
But she never thought that Su Xiaose used one hand to fold the folding fan decorated with feathers and hit it to the left in the direction of the cup she handed over. Ruoyu quickly held the quilt tightly, but was swept from the right by the fan again. The feathers were soft, but it was
Unable to hold the cup with the hand that was wrapped around him, he took several steps back. However, he let go of his hand and the porcelain cup fell straight to the ground.
I thought I was going to hear the sound of the cup breaking, but instead I saw Su Xiaose twisting her fingers to spread out the fan, holding the porcelain cup firmly without any water dripping.
The whole set of movements is clean and beautiful, but I look too embarrassed
At this time, Su Xiaose took a leisurely sip of tea, looked at himself with a smile and said: "Qingwen, I heard Qianfan tell my teacher that you don't remember him, and I thought you were angry, but now you can't even hold the cup."
You can’t help but believe me, my teacher.”
Just now she saw him holding a cup with a fan, and Ruoyu admired him in her heart. Now he accepted the fact that he had lost his memory without having to explain himself. For this master, Ruoyu secretly admired him. Thinking about it, others always
Give yourself a big hat of knowing martial arts, which is what the person in front of you taught you
The feather fan in his hand gently touched his left shoulder, and he said in a soft voice: "I am Su Xiaose, your master."
Although they are ordinary words, I have always remembered these simple words.
Ruoyu later learned that the waving of the feather fan meant accepting a disciple, and she entered Su Xiaose's door for the 'second time'
After finishing the tea, Su Xiaose still asked the original question: "Disciple, do you want to go out for a walk with the master?"
Seeing how he had everything under control, Ruoyu nodded without thinking too much. She made a bet on Su Xiaose.
Ruoyu followed Su Xiaose to the courtyard, and saw that the guard who had been guarding the door had disappeared. She thought she was going to go out through the main door, but Su Xiaose stretched out her hand and followed Su Xiaose's steps like a blue cloud.
In one step, he climbed to the roof of Leng Yuexuan...
The breeze blows and the grass and trees move
Looking at the other pavilions from a high place, I feel an unprecedented sense of comfort in my heart.
Su Xiaose's qinggong was so light and fast that he couldn't tell what was under his feet or where he was around him. He just felt that there were too many people below. The bustling crowd was something he had never seen since he came to ancient times. When the two of them fell into a place without
In the alley, Ruoyu smiled sincerely at Su Xiaose and said, "I want to learn Qing Gong."
Su Xiaose just smiled freely after listening to Ruoyu's words. He raised his head forward to signal Ruoyu to follow him. After turning around the alley, he saw the bustling crowd again, the vendors hawking, the buskers playing monkeys, shaking hands.
The scholar of the scroll...the market in Lingguo looks lively and lively
There are many shops along the street, and the three-story antique-looking building opposite me is very eye-catching.
Ruoyu looked at Su Xiaose beside her, pointed at the three golden characters 'Fusheng Pavilion' and asked, "What is this place?"
Su Xiaose's face turned slightly cold, her red lips slightly opened and she said: "Brothet"