Adore me Lingfeng

The bathing pool is very large, and the hot spring water brought in from the mountain through the culvert flows out from the mouths of auspicious animals cast around the pool wall.A row of candle lights are lit on the white marble on the bank of the pool. The bright candle light shines on the water surface, and the waves and shadows sway with light and shadow, which has a moving sense of mystery and beauty.Mu Junjie was standing in the water, his eyes were far away, he was thinking about something, holding the dagger that he never left his body in his hand, and wiped it intently and quietly.The boy's well-proportioned bones, straight back, slender neck, and quiet side face all inadvertently formed a graceful arc, and Su Langchen quietly watched Mu Junjie for a long while before calling softly: "Mu Mu. "

Mu Junjie turned his head when he heard the sound, and asked with a smile, "Langchen, why are you here?"

Su Langchen made a serious face: "If I don't come, you won't even eat dinner, will you?"

Mu Junjie knew he was wrong, and tried to fool around by being cute and coquettish: "Lang Chen, it's because you didn't come, that's why I don't think about food, food, and food..."

"Well, I'm good at learning idioms." Su Langchen didn't like Mu Junjie at all, and interrupted him directly, "Come eat something with me after washing."

Mu Junjie lowered his head resentfully, and let Su Langchen wipe his back for him. After Mu Junjie had washed his whole body, Su Langchen took the big blanket from Su Wan's hand, wrapped Mu Junjie directly, and covered the child's whole body. The bag was tightly packed like a rice dumpling, and it was fragrant, white, tender and warm, the kind that could be eaten when you opened it, and then carried him through the secret door of the bathroom and went straight into the bedroom.

Su Wan brought freshly made meals into the bedroom, the soft but not greasy seafood porridge and various refreshing side dishes made people's index fingers move.The weather in late autumn is getting colder and colder. Mu Junjie is afraid of the cold, so he huddles under the blanket and puts on his clothes on the bed. From Su Langchen's perspective, he can only see a small piece of the thick cashmere blanket bulging and rolling around, like A silkworm baby twisting and twisting in a chrysalis.Su Langchen thought it was funny, so he stretched out his hand and uncovered a corner of the rice dumpling. Seeing the white and tender filling of the rice dumpling, he couldn't help but go up and take a bite.

Mu Junjie managed to put on his clothes under the blanket, his cheeks were tickled by Su Langchen, and he pouted dissatisfiedly.

The child's innocent eyes and soft lips made Su Langchen feel hot for a while.Su Langchen felt that his concentration seemed to be getting worse and worse, so he sighed secretly, turned his gaze to the food on the low table, and said, "Mumu, come and have some porridge."

Mu Junjie is just at a growing age, so he is prone to sleepiness. After taking a shower, he feels sleepy even more, so he rolls on the bed, curls up into a ball, and his voice is a little blurred: "...I don't want to drink, I want to sleep. "

"Just drink a little," Su Langchen reached out to fetch the child back, "Drink a little before going to bed, or your stomach will feel uncomfortable again."

"Why is it uncomfortable?" Mu Junjie retorted dissatisfiedly, "How can I be uncomfortable?"

"Have you ever been there?" Su Langchen deliberately asked Su Wan who was standing next to Mu Junjie in confusion, "Su Wan, last time because I didn't eat at night, my stomach hurt in the middle of the night and I couldn't sleep well, and it disturbed the whole life. Who is the one who didn't sleep well in Lange?"

Su Wan suppressed a smile and replied: "Back to the owner, it's been a while, and this servant can't remember who it was. But Doctor Xu from the Medicine Pavilion came to see him that night, so he must remember. Dr. Xu is coming?"

"Well," Su Langchen nodded seriously, "then let him come here quickly."

"No! Don't call him here!" Mu Junjie was most afraid of Dr. Xu, and immediately became anxious.In his impression, old man Xu would always make all kinds of bitter medicines for him to drink, and he always liked to talk endlessly, he had to pay attention to this and eat more of that, just like an old monk It's the same as chanting.

Mu Junjie looked at Su Langchen's old fox-like expression again, and realized that he was being tricked, so he frowned, pointed at Su Langchen and said, "Langchen, you are bullying! Sister Wan, you are actually bullying me together with Langchen! "

"I really can't remember this, how dare you bully the young master." Su Wan served Mu Junjie personally on the first day he came to Qixia Villa, and has been with Mu Junjie for three years. Very close, the relationship between master and servant is very casual.Su Wan said with a slight smile, "I only remember that Doctor Xu said that if the stomach is empty for a long time, it will cause a burning pain, and if things go on like this, the root cause of the disease will also develop. It is best to eat less and eat more."

"Well, what Su Wan said is quite right." Su Langchen had already scooped up a spoonful of porridge, and blew gently with his mouth, "Mumu, be obedient, eat some with me."

Mu Junjie looked at Su Langchen contemptuously, and slandered, saying, why do you have to scoop porridge so elegantly and beautifully, because it still tastes the same in your mouth.

Su Langchen innocently accepted all his contemptuous eyes, why did he annoy him just now.But he knew how to divert his attention, "Mumu, do you want to try this seafood porridge? It is made with fresh ingredients specially brought from Pingjiang Mansion. It is made with slow fire. There is no seasoning added when making it. It tastes clear. Sweet and savory."

Mu Junjie continued to complain in his heart, wouldn't seafood be very fishy without salt, how could it taste sweet?

Su Langchen smiled lightly: "It won't be fishy, ​​you can try it."

Mu Junjie raised his head and stared at Su Langchen, Su Langchen must be an old fox in human skin, otherwise how could he always know what he was slandering?

"Hey, stop thinking about it, drink porridge." Su Langchen hugged Mu Junjie on his lap, and fed the cold porridge into it with a small spoon.

Mu Junjie chewed it in his mouth, it was really fresh and sweet, and he couldn't feel the fishy smell at all, so he narrowed his eyes and swallowed it in satisfaction.

Seeing Mu Junjie's cute eating, Su Langchen felt itchy in his heart, he was decisive and loving in feeding small animals.Su Langchen held Mu Junjie in his arms, feeling that the small body in his arms was weightless at all, so feed him more.Mu Junjie obediently sipped the porridge in Su Langchen's arms. After feeding more than half a bowl, he finally couldn't resist the drowsiness, and his head was already a little bit dizzy.After finishing a bowl of porridge with great difficulty, the whole head drooped.

Su Langchen put down the spoon, gently shook the sleepy and sleepy child in his arms, and coaxed in a low voice: "Mumu, your hair is not dry yet, wait a while before going to sleep..."

Mu Junjie avoided listening like an ostrich, lowered his head even lower, and completely curled up his body.Su Langchen hugged Mu Junjie to the bed with some amusement, then brushed his wet hair to one side, and while gently massaging his scalp, he wiped his hair with a towel little by little.

It was obvious that Su Langchen's massage was very comfortable, Mu Junjie grunted unconsciously in satisfaction, turned over and continued to sleep.Su Langchen looked at Mu Junjie's sweet sleeping face, kissed his forehead, then used his internal force to dry all his hair, and helped him tuck the quilt.

Winter has come in a blink of an eye, and the early winter morning is dry and cold, and the faint morning light shines on people's bodies through the cool air, which seems to be plated with a layer of gold from a distance.Not long after breakfast, Zhao Zhaofeng heard Mu Junjie's voice from afar again.

"Wood, wood!"

Mu Junjie's voice was clear and full of innocence. No matter what name he pronounced, it was as comfortable as a breeze passing over his skin.Mu Junjie ran in front of Zhao Zhaofeng in a blink of an eye, this time holding a sword in his hand, and said out of breath, "Wu Mu, this is the sword I gave you as compensation, do you like it or not?"

When Zhao Zhaofeng thought of the sword he had broken by Mu Junjie, he became angry, and casually raised his head and cast a glance.After seeing this, he was taken aback, and found that the sword in Mu Junjie's hand was actually made of black iron.

Mu Junjie smiled: "You can use this sword in the future, this sword will never break."

"Where did you get the black iron?"

"Wood," Mu Junjie suddenly approached with a smiling face, blinked his big eyes and said, "Call me Senior Brother, and I'll tell you if you call me Senior Brother."

After hearing this, Zhao Zhaofeng turned around and left.Mu Junjie held him back, "Don't yell if you don't yell, a man is so stingy." As he spoke, he became aggrieved again, and his tone was very pitiful: "I worked so hard to get this sword for you. Xuan Tie stayed up all night to draw blueprints, and went to find Mo Xiu to cast a sword. After working for many days, I got the sword early in the morning and sent it to you. You just don’t appreciate it, and you still treat me like this..."

Mu Junjie spared no effort to display his acting skills, the more he spoke, the more wronged he became, his lips were pouted, his big eyes blinked as if he was about to cry again.Zhao Zhaofeng knew that the child was about to become a sperm, and tears could come when he said it, and it was hard to distinguish the real from the fake, but he didn't know what evil he had committed. When he saw Mu Junjie was about to cry, he couldn't help it When he got up, he could only stop.After a pause, Zhao Zhaofeng suddenly felt that something was wrong, and turned back to ask, "Mo Xiu? Mo Xiu, the swordsmith who is hard to find in the Jianghu? Hasn't he retired? How could you ask him to forge swords?"

"I tell you, you can't tell." Mu Junjie lowered his voice pretending to be mysterious, and said with a smile: "Old man Mo has been living in seclusion in Anhuai Town at the foot of the mountain for the past two years. He made a bet with me last time. If I lose, I promise that whenever I ask him to make a sword, he will help him. Next time I have a chance, I will take you to meet him, okay?" After Mu Junjie finished speaking, he handed over the sword, "Why don't you try it. "

Zhao Zhaofeng stared at Mu Junjie for a long time, thinking that a legendary figure like Mo Xiu could lose to Mu Junjie, this kid is really a monster.Zhao Zhaofeng frowned, and finally took the sword.

The moment Zhao Zhaofeng took the sword, he was taken aback.The moment I held the sword in my palm, I felt that this was the sword I was looking for, the sword that was most suitable for me.Pulling the sword out of its sheath, the momentum was like a rainbow, the blade was thin and sharp, and the cold light was dazzling. Zhao Zhaofeng felt refreshed all over his body, and his heart was full of pride.The sword seems to have a soul, and when it is swung, it follows Zhao Zhaofeng's will.

"How is it? Do you think it's suitable?" Mu Junjie raised his head and asked earnestly, "I specially observed your strength and moves, and drew the blueprint referring to your habits and temperament, coupled with old man Mo's uncanny craftsmanship, I think this A sword will surely suit you."

Zhao Zhaofeng's heart trembled, and this shock was no small matter.The length, size, weight, color, and style of this sword fit perfectly with my palm, wrist strength, personality, preferences, and martial arts methods.Zhao Zhaofeng thinks that he is good at covering up his thoughts since he was a child. Some of his habits are unknown even to those closest to him, but this child who has only known him for a month can see clearly.Just looking at the length of the sword is enough to make Zhao Zhaofeng secretly startled - the swordsmanship taught by the Great Elder is most suitable for a 21-inch long sword, but the one Mu Junjie made for him is [-]-inch long.

Zhao Zhaofeng turned his head to look at Mu Junjie, as if he wanted to pierce a hole through him.Only Zhao Zhaofeng knows that his favorite swordsmanship is not the swordsmanship taught by the Great Elder, but the Xuantian swordsmanship, which requires a seventeen-inch sword to perform to its full potential, but he never shows it in his daily martial arts practice Every penny.

At this time, Zhao Zhaofeng suddenly caught a glimpse of a strange pattern on the body of the sword, and when he looked carefully, the painting seemed to be a broken piece of wood.Zhao Zhaofeng raised his head and asked Mu Junjie: "What is this?"

"Of course it's wood! Do you think my painting looks like it? Does it look good?" Mu Junjie's eyes lit up suddenly, as if he was excited to be praised for doing a good deed: "Look at how imposing this piece of wood is, how much it looks like." It has a personality, it matches you! The straight one stands there, and I carved a few small leaves on it that are swaying in the wind. Your name is Zhaofeng, and the tree is so big that it attracts the wind..."

Zhao Zhaofeng heard the words 'flashy and debauched' very clearly. Zhao Zhaofeng was furious in his heart. He was neither angry nor angry. Looking at the ugly wood and the few leaves carved on the gleaming sword, he stared at him. His breath was so suffocated that his head hurt.Mu Junjie happily added, "By the way, the wood is carved on your sword handle, and there are more leaves on that wood..."

Zhao Zhaofeng closed his eyes and took a breath, resisting not to look at the hilt of the sword, let alone Mu Junjie's smiling face in front of him, and slandered in his heart.How did he get to know such a monstrosity, who can't be chased away, can't be beaten, and can't be beaten every day, waving in front of his eyes every day, it can kill people.

Seeing Zhao Zhaofeng put down the sword, Mu Junjie ran to the tree to read again.The mountain breeze in the afternoon was cool, and the blowing maple leaves rustled. Zhao Zhaofeng sat cross-legged on a stone, closed his eyes, and adjusted his breath. Hearing Mu Junjie's shallow breathing and the occasional sound of flipping a book not far away, his mood gradually settled down. Yun Gong quickly entered the state.

When it was almost time to apply, Mu Junjie was tired from reading, so he stretched himself and jumped off the tree, ran to Zhao Zhaofeng and took his hand: "Mu Mu Mu, I will take you to the kitchen to eat."

Zhao Zhaofeng opened his eyes, and shook off Mu Junjie expressionlessly: "It's not time for dinner yet."

"It's not here yet, but are you a little hungry now? Eat some snacks to pad your stomach." Mu Junjie took Zhao Zhaofeng's hand again: "And you said that you are willing to bet and promise to accompany me no matter what you do .”

Zhao Zhaofeng didn't speak, and could only let Mu Junjie drag him all the way to the kitchen.Due to drinking medicine for years, Mu Junjie's body mixed with the fragrance of medicine and the unique smell of teenagers, forming a pleasant fragrance.The child's hand is not big, soft, and it is very comfortable to hold in the hand.It's just that the temperature is cold and there is no heat at all. Zhao Zhaofeng frowned subconsciously.