Chapter 388 Is it because she looks like Qingjun? (Thanks to Uncle Yong, the leader of the good brot
It is different from Qingjun’s Ice Muscle and Jade Bone, which is cool and sweat-free.
Xiaoqianer sweats easily.
Zhao Rong held her in his arms on the ancient road of Xinghe. The latter stood on tiptoes to drink honey water. After a while, the tip of her delicate nose was inlaid with crystal beads of fragrant sweat. Then Zhao Rong smiled and rubbed it with his big nose for a long time.
Wipe Xiao Qian'er's fragrant sweat evenly...
Now, the two of them were holding hands and on the way back to the third floor, their big and small hands were covering up some of the little girl's fragrant sweat.
Xiao Qian'er silently took out a new handkerchief. It turned out that the handkerchief that had been with her for a long time was left on the ship.
Xiao Qian'er lowered her head, grabbed Zhao Rong's big hand, wiped his palm with a handkerchief, squinted her peach blossom eyes, and was careful and gentle.
Zhao Rong suddenly turned around and said seriously: "Ahem, stupid girl, why do you have so much water? It's all covered with just a squeeze."
Just after the discussion, Zhao Qian'er became somewhat silent. Zhao Rong couldn't notice his second wife, but he couldn't speak. At this time, he was thinking of ways to make her talk.
"Water... there's a lot of water, don't you like it?" Xiao Qian'er looked at his big hands.
Zhao Rong was stunned.
Xiao Qian'er muttered again: "You said that girls are all made of water. Qian'er has more water, which means she is more girlish. Water is gentle and uncompetitive, meticulous and considerate, tolerant and generous... How wonderful.
ah."
Zhao Rong coughed slightly, it turned out that he was tilted and he had to reflect.
Qian'er has never been taught step-by-step before, so he doesn't know much about this kind of thing, except for the occasional tiger-wolf remarks.
At this time, Zhao Rong shook his head, "Too much water is not good, because you are not ordinary water, you are made of vinegar."
As soon as he finished speaking, he grabbed Qian'er's little hand and put it in front of her nose. The tip of his nose lightly touched her delicate palm. The latter shrank slightly and cried out: "Itchy~"
The little girl looked up at him who was sniffing the palm of her hand, with a soft voice and an unconscious smile on her lips, "Damn you, you're acting up again."
After saying that, she looked left and right at the stairs.
It was also the place where Zhao Rong bullied her before and studied a hundred ways to knead small dough.
The same position, the same stinky Rong'er brother.
Zhao Rong sniffed, nodded, and sighed, "It's definitely caused by jealousy."
"Disgusting!" Xiao Qian'er retracted her hand, hit him on the shoulder, then turned around and left.
Zhao Rong leaned forward, hugged her from behind, buried his head in the beautiful woman's neck in his arms, and said softly amidst the fragrance and blue hair:
"Why are you unhappy again?"
"There is no unhappiness."
"Well, you are Brother Rong'er's pistachio. I don't know if you are happy or not?"
"Well."
Zhao Rong thought for a while, bit the little ear that was close at hand, and followed her example, "Hmm."
"It's annoying, it's itchy, stop biting it." Xiao Qian'er said softly with a blushing face.
"Speak quickly." Zhao Rong tortured him hard to extract a confession.
Xiao Qian'er was quiet for a while and whispered, "I don't like to see you degrading yourself and getting in trouble with others. My sweetheart is treated like this by others... I want to prick their eyes with a swing, and use my magical power to cut off all the negative feelings towards you."
bias……"
Zhao Rong was quiet for a while. He suddenly let go and turned around, walked to the window at the stairway, and raised his hand to shut out the night and night breeze.
The little girl has a body that is prone to sweating. He just rubbed some fragrant sweat on her neck, and when the autumn evening breeze blew it...
Although Zhao Rong knew that Xiao Qian'er's Haoran realm sword cultivator was not afraid at all, but he just didn't want her to be uncomfortable and feel a little sad.
Zhao Qian'er turned around slightly and looked at Brother Rong'er under the moonlight with the window closed. Her heart warmed and she couldn't help but step forward, just wanting to hug him and hold him forever.
As soon as Zhao Rong turned around, he was hugged tightly by the little girl. He raised his hand and touched her head, feeling some extremely hot love and dependence.
He pursed his lips and suddenly said:
"Don't you like Su Qingdai?"
Xiao Qian'er nodded.
"Why."
"There's no reason, I just don't like her."
Hearing the little girl's angry words and being hugged tightly by her, Zhao Rong didn't have a free hand.
He found that Xiao Qian'er was indeed petite, but she was very comfortable to hold, like a delicate and compact doll, with slender arms and slender legs. It seemed that she could be manipulated and controlled at will, which made the man have a strong desire to protect her.
Make people love her.
Zhao Rong is no exception, or in other words, he has loved her since childhood, well, except for those years when he was a nerd.
At this time, he rested his chin on Xiao Qianerxiang's shoulder, caressed her slim back and waist with his palms, and said with narrowed eyes:
"Is it because she looks like Qingjun?"
Zhao Qianer stopped talking.
She doesn't like Su Qingdai.
It was like this from the first sight, and it wasn't because they encountered Su Qingdai's domineering group on the ancient Xinghe Road and were pulled out of the way by Brother Rong'er.
Rather, her temperament is too much like that of a young lady.
In other words, in the eyes of many men, Su Qingdai and their own lady are both the same type of goddess.
The proud daughter of heaven, the stunning fairy, but she doesn't pretend to be nice to the men.
Like an ice lotus, it can be viewed from a distance but cannot be played with.
They are all unattainable iceberg fairies.
Of course, this is from the perspective of some men looking up, and the two seem to be the same.
After all, if you stand at the foot of the mountain and look at the highest mountain in the world, there is almost no difference between the highest mountain in the world and the tenth highest mountain in the world.
But in Xiao Qian'er's eyes, the young lady and Su Qingdai are certainly different.
My young lady is the number one among the younger generation in Taiqing Mansion and even Wangque Continent, and she is also a female swordsman.
And Su Qingdai is just an iceberg fairy on the mountain in Lidi. Although Lidi is very big, she is at least famous in several countries around her.
You can see it from your cultivation level and age.
For human Taoist cultivators and sword cultivators to climb mountains, the first five realms are ascending to the sky, Fuyao, Haoran, Tianzhi, and Jindan.
Su Qingdai has been a Taoist cultivator for twenty years, and with the help of Rong'er brother raising his hand and writing a few lines tonight, it is a great opportunity to directly cross a realm and enter Tianzhi for the first time.
As for my young lady, she is seventeen this year and a sword cultivator at the peak of the Haoran Realm. If it weren't for some reasons, she would have achieved Tianzhi.
But even at the peak of the Haoran Realm, with a pure sword heart and a first-class flying sword, she is not comparable to those who are not from the Great Immortal Family.
What is a genius? Not only is he invincible in the same territory, but he can also kill people across borders...
In short, Su Qingdai is more like Concubine Zhao Ling of Ziqi Pavilion who has not yet arrived at Taiqing Mansion.
In addition to this, in Xiao Qian'er's heart, the lady is very good in other aspects, and she is the bright moon in her heart.
The lady is not pretending, she is just calm and cold-tempered, she really has nothing to say to other people, and her mind is clear.
simple.
Her pride is the pride in her bones, not the deliberate pride that belittles others, but the pride that makes her believe that she can become better, constantly improve herself, always make progress, and not fall in line with the secular world and the common people.
Therefore, in Taiqing Mansion, ladies are not compared with others, but everyone is compared with ladies.
For example, that Ji Ganyi, that Liu Kongyi, and many other geniuses from the Four Prefectures.
The lady doesn't compare with other women about her sweetheart. She just likes Brother Rong'er. She has been like this since she was a child. Brother Rong'er is her favorite.
It doesn’t matter what others say, think, or compare.
Those people in the world who like to compare will get results that are not what the lady wants.
In the words of the young lady, if the people you love are competing with each other to find the best one, then the best man in the world should be matched with the first woman, and the second best man should be matched with the second woman.
, and so on. Then what else do people in this world need to do emotionally?
Therefore, Xiao Qian'er and the young lady never care about what the fellow disciples in Taiqing Mansion think of Brother Rong'er, or how they compare him with other talented men in the mansion. Well, okay, that's the case with the young lady, and Xiao Qian'er
She still couldn't help but listen. As long as she heard someone say bad things about Brother Rong'er, she would beat them up...
If Zhao Rong knew what Zhao Qian'er was thinking at this time, he would definitely smile.
Because it was the same at the Nuanxi Gathering in Taiqing Mansion last time. He wanted to be a master of one word, 'shock' everyone, and give his wife some face, but He Qingjun complained a little to him and told him not to
It can be compared with others. They live their own lives as a young couple. Why do they care about other people's opinions? They are not living for others.
Zhao Rong was very helpless at that time. Madam, you are so pure-minded and full of fairy spirit. How can I, the husband-in-law, turn my mouth wrong?
Well, if you hadn't quietly told me and asked me to kiss you, my husband would have thought that you were really the Nine Heavens Mysterious Girl who descended from the Moon Palace and never ate the fireworks of the human world...
Therefore, Zhao Rong felt that being the husband of such a fairy-like Qingjun and not being able to twist his lips would be boring and boring...
Zhao Qianer did not reply, but lowered his eyes and said:
"The first time I met her, she looked arrogant and cold, as if no one could look down upon her. But just now in Zuixian Tower, she sat on your lap rudely and shamelessly...
Wiping saliva around, pretending to be aloof, seducing men like a vixen,
"When we go back to the room later, what will happen to Fairy Su? Brother Rong'er, is it possible that she knelt down and called you master like we joked before? Ha, the fairy nowadays is really good at playing."
Zhao Rong touched his chin and said, "Hey, when you say that, I'm kind of looking forward to it."
The loud-mouthed Xiao Qian'er suddenly became anxious, "Brother Rong'er, you men don't really like this kind of woman, do you? It's not good at all to belittle yourself!"
Zhao Rong pretended to frown and thought for a while, then teased this jealous little man seriously and said:
"Hey, you can't say that. Think about it, when we first met on the Xinghe Ancient Road, Fairy Su didn't recognize me. Maybe she was on her way to Zuixian Tower to find the right man. Well, how could you have thought of that?
The ordinary passerby passing by, ahem, this young master is her rightful man.
"It's really saponifying.
"So it was normal for Fairy Su to be a little offended at the time. Well, she later recognized me. After all, I have the aura of a saint, and she is the true destiny of being a noble person in her life. Fairy Su is just like seeing an idol she worships, and she must let go of all airs.
Came down.
"It wouldn't be wrong to say that she is contemptuous. After all, your handsome appearance and outstanding talent are here. How can that woman withstand it? So she is inevitably a little stupid. Ahem, she can't even lift my finger.
Let it go. It’s understandable, it’s understandable.
"We don't have to be biased against her. I'll give her a try when I get back later."
Xiao Qian'er's peach blossom eyes were already wide open. She stood on tiptoe in panic, pinched Zhao Rong's face with her two small hands, and pushed down the corners of his raised mouth.
Zhao Rong suddenly became embarrassed.
"You're not allowed to tilt your head, you're not allowed to smile, and you can't test her depth. Brother Rong'er, you...you, you can't think like this!" The little girl's tone was fierce and domineering.
"Why?"
"There's no reason, just... you're not allowed to think like that. I won't pay attention to her in the future." Xiao Qian'er's pouted mouth can be hung with an oil bottle.
"Well, there's no reason, so I refuse."
"Ah, no, you have to listen to Qian'er on this matter. Qian'er won't harm you. How could it harm you? I wish I could cut my heart out for you. Heartbroken man, why can't you just listen to Qian'er?
What about..." Xiao Qian'er tried her best to keep a straight face and said in a stubborn tone, but in fact, she was about to cry in her heart.
She was actually very afraid that the transference love between men mentioned in some books would happen to Brother Rong'er.
Su Qingdai is like his own young lady, and Rong Erge probably likes women with her temperament - cold and beautiful, cold and indifferent to other men, but she is special to him, as if she is wrapped around her fingers.
Gentle and accommodating.
Xiaoqianer feels that many men fall into this trap.
So she was afraid that Brother Rong'er would have some feelings for him.
A new woman can bring him a different sense of freshness, and Brother Rong'er, she and the young lady have been getting along with each other since childhood. Although they have a deep relationship, they are an old couple and they have long been accustomed to each other.
Although the eternal love is still there, it no longer exists in the form of burning heat, but has turned into a more steady spring rain that nourishes the other person's heart and moisturizes things silently.
But how many men can keep their true feelings, suppress their restless desires, and not touch everything that can bring freshness.
Besides, Su Qingdai is different from my own lady.
Miss, she and Brother Rong'er want to live a good life. After all, they are in a position of love and respect for each other.
And Su Qingdai threw herself into her arms and took the initiative to suck her thumb. She didn't know whether it was intentional or not when it came to her true destiny, Rong'er brother. She was in a weak position where the weak relied on the strong.
Su Qingdai looked at Brother Rong'er and got along with him from a bottom-up perspective of admiration and adoration.
And Brother Rong'er must have been able to feel it during the short period of getting along with him.
Although the young lady and she often looked at Rong'er with such heartfelt admiration, they thoughtfully gave him a sense of pride as a husband and never let him down.
But there is nothing comparable to what Su Qingdai's natural weakness can bring to Brother Rong'er, a sense of control, conquest, pride and self-confidence.
This is also the reason why many men in the book change their hearts.
Xiao Qian'er is naturally sensitive, and she feels that the Su Qingdai in front of her is probably a poison.
So I was still scared.
When she went down the mountain, while protecting Brother Rong'er, she also wanted to protect him for the young lady and herself.
At this time, looking at the calm Zhao Rong, Zhao Qian'er took a deep breath, her eyes were firm, and her pink lips trembled.
"Is it because she looks like Qingjun?" Zhao Rong suddenly asked again.
The little girl looked at him for a while, then turned away.
"Hmm." The nasal voice was soft.
The young Confucian scholar nodded, "That's right, I think so too, so I should try her depth."
On the dimly lit staircase, his expression was a bit hard for Xiao Qian'er to see clearly.
Zhao Rong spoke calmly:
"Li Mingyi, or the people behind him, specifically chose a woman who looked like Qingjun and gave it to me. They were...
"Knocking on the mountain shakes the tiger."
Zhao Qian'er was stunned.
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PS: The condition is a bit bad...the coding is a bit uncomfortable.
In the past, Xiaorong always relied on sleeping to solve the problem. As a result, from yesterday to now, he has tried several times to no avail...
This chapter counts yesterday’s update at 12 o’clock. It won’t be cooing. Um, Xiaorong also remembered today’s update, but the flag is no longer set. It will be posted after the code is finished. (Brothers, please stop scolding, Xiaorong feels uncomfortable too.
, be tolerant...)
In addition, I owe brother ‘Uncle Yong (One)’ an update. Thank you good brother for your two consecutive alliance leader rewards! Thank you brother for supporting Sword Girl, I really appreciate it.