Pseudo-event physique [female respect]

Since coming to this world, Mingqian has never been so innocently angry, irrational, her heart trembled, her eyes couldn't help but feel hot, she feels wronged for this child, feels sorry for her, and even more resents Lian Langyue for being so well-behaved. Kids are also bullied by bad things.

"What's going on?" Mingqian said with a heavy tone, as if reprimanding her.

Maybe Mingqian will understand the ordinary parental heart at this time. Because she cares too much, she loses control and shows the opposite intention, which just misunderstands the sensitive child.

Langyue is obstinate, she always puts Mingqian's will first, and then thinks about things on her own. At this moment, she is drooping her head and talking slowly. She is young, and her narrative ability is not enough, and she can't speak in many places. , but Mingqian still conceived the whole story of the matter in minutes with her rich imagination and outstanding qualities of liberal arts students.

Mingqian's luck is on the right track. So far, most of the contacts she has come into contact with are middle and high-level people in the Hou's mansion. They are all using tricks that are relatively acceptable on the table, but they seem to have forgotten to beware of low-level villains.

When dealing with Ming Qian's obsession, smart people will choose to wait and see what happens, while Xiao Xiao will act on his own will. It just so happened that Lang Yue was squatting at the door in a daze, looking forward to it, resulting in a foolish and easy to bully appearance.

In the eyes of others, this pair of "brothers" and sisters, one is a small person like an ant in the eyes of others despite his scheming, and the other is a little fool with underdeveloped limbs and a simpler mind. Such a combination will not bully you or anyone else.

Mingqian once measured Langyue's strength, and at the age of five, she already possessed a strength of nearly three hundred catties. This made Mingqian's teeth ache when she saw her for a long time, and always felt that if that small fist hit someone's face. ...Tsk, it's more than just pain.

Because of this, during that time, Mingqian always told her not to argue with others, let alone do it lightly, for fear that her child would kill someone, and she would not be able to pay for it if she burned her liver and bought her kidneys.

She talked a lot, because she was afraid that the child's memory would not be good enough to remember, but she didn't know that Langyue had always treated her as the only one who valued her, no matter how bad her memory was, she could always remember every word she said, It's like a talent.

This kind of remembering also made Lang Yue silent when being bullied, let alone fight back, only being beaten.

Mingqian knew the cause and effect, and her subordinates pinched her thigh fiercely, secretly hating her cowardly temper, which caused her family to suffer in vain.

After a long time, Mingqian gently stroked Lang Yue's hair that was covered with withered grass, gently brushing away the grass clippings for her, slowly and carefully, as if this was a very interesting thing. When she first asked with her eyes, her expression was secretive, and she only rubbed lightly on her curly hair after cleaning for a long time.

A few days later, the sun was shining brightly.

Mingqian was holding a handmade rattan basket in her hand, a cluster of fresh and lovely green flowers hung slantingly from the thin rattan, she was walking lightly through the flowers and blowing willows, and everyone who met along the road With a smile on his face, he called out "Mr. Mingqian".

Mingqian stopped, and fixedly looked at the person who made the sound with an indistinguishable expression, she curled her lips and corrected: "It's Miss Mingqian!"

The corner of the man's mouth twitched slightly uncontrollably, resisting the pressure from that dazzling face, he said kindly, "Ming...Miss Mingqian."

Only then did Mingqian miss that person with satisfaction, and continued walking forward.

Walking not far from Xingsi Lake, there was a movement, and Mingqian's originally soft face became more gentle and warm as if she was drowning in water.

She still remembered this road quite clearly. She ordered someone to remove the row of willow trees between the two roads. She planned an open space in the original place and built a small flower garden. She saw Lang at a glance without going out of the flower garden. Yue's small body walked a set of steps, and waved the wooden sword in her hand clumsily and relatively flexibly. Her unopened eyebrows and eyes were full of seriousness and sternness. Even Ming Qian couldn't help being moved, as if seeing that child In the evening, he will grow up to be an adult.

Standing beside Langyue was a young woman in purple and a black robe, she was a little far away, Mingqian couldn't see her eyebrows carefully, but she still had a good impression of this person.

That woman is Lang Yue's teacher - Feng Zhui.What is a teacher?It is just for the purpose of teaching skills, and there is no need to be bound by the set of being a teacher for a day and being a father for life. Not to mention it is in this distorted ancient times, but how many people who are teachers who have done something are willing to do this. Please be a teacher. However, this is Mingqian's request, and Wen Gu Qiangqing really hired such a person. Although she is too young, Mingqian never discriminates against age. ability is sufficient.

Langyue is not good at studying. Originally, Mingqian just hoped that she would practice martial arts so that she could have a skill to defend herself in the future. She never thought that the young warrior who had no intention of becoming a teacher caught Langyue's roots. He was sure to achieve extraordinary achievements along the way, so he fell in with Wen Guqiang and Qingxia.

Lang Yue's ability to show her talent not only gave Ming Qian a shot in the arm, but also made Wen Gu Qiang Qing focus on training. Therefore, even if Ming Qian's attitude is not tough, Wen Gu Qiang Qing will definitely not be wronged Langyue.

Feng Zhui, as an excellent martial artist selected by Wen Gu Qiang Qing, naturally discovered Ming Qian's arrival at the first time, but he didn't even give her a squint. If it wasn't for her pitiful melancholy face, Ming Qian couldn't help but believe that this person had a problem with her.

Mingqian was not in a hurry to interrupt their teaching, so she stopped outside the lawn by the lake, watching Langyue's waving more and more proficiently, and Wen Guqiangqing appeared in front of her downcast eyes with a warm and kind smile, but In Ming Qian's eyes, he looked like a fox who had succeeded in his tricks.

"You want to find a martial artist for that girl of yours? Hmm~" Her "hmm" really made Mingqian's teeth itch, but since she turned around and looked for her, it meant that this was a matter of one wish and one wish. Negotiations.

Seeing Wen Gu Qiangqing looking down at her in a calm and playful manner, Ming Qian gritted her teeth, let go of her heart, and said: "I have already thought through what you asked me to think about."

Wen Gu Qiangqing put her chin on her hand and exaggeratedly sold emojis: "Oh?"

Mingqian lowered her head, and tried her best to suppress the disrespectful tone of hatred, "I think your proposal is really beneficial, servant girl... After thinking clearly on the return trip, I am afraid that the night will be full of dreams, and I will lose my previous experience." machine, I folded it back and explained it to you.”

In the past, calling herself a slave was purely to dissuade those people with blind eyes, and also to remind others to pay more attention to her distinctive gender differences. Unfortunately, no one heard her implication , and no one will expose her as a tomboy. I have to say that this is a very sad and lonely fact.

But it's different now, since he has made up his mind to pretend to be a Langlang, if he reminds others to pay attention to his own weaknesses at such a moment, it would be a dead end.

Hearing this, Wen Gu Qiangqing's smile deepened, her long and narrow phoenix eyes were almost narrowed into slits, like a fox, she sincerely praised Ming Qian's wit and wit: "Well, you are a very clever and witty person. child."

After that, they took advantage of this opportunity and elaborated for a long time.

Mingqian's eyebrows and eyes were exquisite and delicate, and every expression appeared very clear and agile. At this moment, her face was even darker, and the altar seemed to be covered by a layer of gloomy cumulus clouds.

On the other side of Xingsi Lake, Langyue had already stopped moving, and looked sideways as if she had a feeling in her heart. Seeing that it was Mingqian, Mumu's eyes lit up immediately, as if she could fly to Mingqian's side in the next second, but she But she didn't move for a long time, like a cute little milk dog, standing there waiting for the owner to come forward and caress her furry head.

And Mingqian did as she wished, she moved lightly in front of her with lotus steps, touched her little head, felt that she was sweating a lot, and lowered her head to find a light green hair in the armhole. Sipa wipes Langyue's sweat carefully.

"Are you hungry?" Mingqian raised her head and asked after putting Sipa into the armhole.

Langyue didn't respond at all, her dull little face looked a little cold, she seemed to be more than a beat behind, and she nodded bluntly after a long time.

Mingqian pursed her lips and smiled, and then began to take out a thin blanket from the rattan basket, spread it on a gentle stone surface by the lake, and called Langyue to go over while taking out the food in the basket.

When everything was ready, Mingqian was ready to politely invite her sister's teacher, but that figure had disappeared under the willow tree.

Mingqian didn't care, as usual, she greeted Langyue first, and then the two sisters had a good talk, and the whole afternoon passed like this.

After lunch, the two sisters walked around Xingsi Lake twice, and Mingqian couldn't bear it anymore. Even if she was best at all sports, she couldn't bear the pain in her legs.

Sitting on the grass under the willow tree, staring at Mingqian brightly.Looking at the moist and lovely eyes like a puppy, Mingqian naturally knew what she wanted, so she continued to talk about Strange Tales from a Liaozhai Studio adapted by herself last time.

Mingqian couldn’t stand the temperature in the afternoon, but here there is no fan and no air conditioner, blowing the wind with a fan is not enough to make you sweat, and there is only a slight breeze outside, especially by the lake, even the breeze is much more refreshing In the afternoon, I went for an outing with my family here, chatting and telling stories. Mingqian couldn't help but sigh, the children in ancient times were really happy.

The education system here is only guided by the teacher in the morning, and students practice freely at other times. At the end of the month, there is an expected assessment. It is completely different from those seductive sluts who can't wait to let the students sleep and die in the sea of ​​questions. What a clean stream!

After telling a story, there was a pause, and Mingqian took out a small porcelain bottle and a small white silk handkerchief from the basket, half-kneeled on the grass, slowly helped Langyue's curled legs up, and stroked her loose The black and purple bruise on the child's tender skin is particularly eye-catching.

There was no words for a while, only the breeze was blowing and the wicker rustled.

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Shen... addicted to the game, unable to extricate myself...o(*////▽////*)q This is a saved draft that I forgot to post before, how can I save myself, forget it That's it o(*////▽////*)q