After crossing, I became a group pet

Back in Shanhe Bieyuan, Su Wuhuai looked at Su Qingmian in amazement: "How did you come up with this method?"

Su Qingmian coughed and panicked, he couldn't say something he stole from another world.

"I just thought of it suddenly." Su Qingmian was vague, but fortunately Su Wuhuai didn't delve into it.

Rubbing Su Qingmian's head, Su Wuhuai was relieved: "Qingmian has really grown up."

Su Qingmian felt even more guilty, he was just picking up people's teeth.

The rest is for those in charge to worry about.

The small kitchen prepared the meals, and Su Mu came to the dining table after finishing his official business. Su Qingmian held his chopsticks contentedly, looked at Su Wuhuai for a while, and looked at Su Mu for a while, as if he had received the best gift in the world.

It is not clear whether this is what the original owner expected, or what he himself expected.

Getting used to the identity of "Su Qingmian" more and more.

Because of the art exhibition, I took a day off, and the next day I went to class normally. Fortunately, yesterday's class was not particularly difficult. After class, Su Qingmian copied Wan Ke'er's notes and hummed a song that didn't make a tune.

Wan Ke'er pulled the stool over, put her hands on the table, and lay on her hands to watch Su Qingmian copy notes. The soft sky light spread on the two of them through the light gauze, and the time was beautiful, calm and light.

"Is the art exhibition fun?" Wan Ke'er's voice was very soft, as if she was afraid of disturbing the young man who was copying notes.

Recalling those abstract paintings, the corners of Su Qingmian's mouth twitched: "It's okay, it's a bit boring."

It wasn't particularly boring. Listening to the Night... he confessed it tactfully, and then he rejected it even more tactfully.

Although Ling Yesheng didn't seem to acknowledge his refusal very much.

Alas, listening to the sound of the night, listening to the sound of the night, what is he going to do.

"What are you thinking?"

Su Qingmian didn't write for a long time, the ink from the tip of the pen fell down, smudged an ink dot on the white paper, like ripples rippling on the water surface.

Heartstrings are fluttering, unknown tones are jumping, hesitating and wandering, visiting on the other side of the taboo.

"It's okay, it's okay," Su Qingmian changed a piece of paper and continued to copy, all kinds of professional vocabulary came into his eyes, diluting the charming emotions in his heart.

Since you refused, don't think about it, but when you close your eyes, your mind is full of the scene where Ling Yesheng took him flying in the wings of the Pegasus. Ye, he is really beautiful.

"Grass!"

Su Qingmian put down the pen with a snap, it's poisonous!

Get him out of your head!

Wan Ke'er looked at him in shock: "Qing Mian, what's wrong with you?"

Su Qingmian came back to her senses and shook her head: "It's okay, I just thought of something beautiful...not a very beautiful thing."

"Since it's not beautiful, then don't think about it," Wan Ke'er patted him on the back lightly, as if comforting a child, "Throw it away, it will be much easier."

Wan Keer was kind, but Su Qingmian felt a little awkward when she heard this: "I will."

Before it was time for class, Zhou Xueqi actually came in with a book in her arms, the teaching booth suddenly became quiet, and she looked at Zhou Xueqi suspiciously.

Wan Ke'er pulled the stool back to her seat, Zhou Xueqi smiled at her: "No, I'll just say something and leave in a while."

So Wan Ke'er returned to Su Qingmian's side.

"You may know that Shengting College holds a sword competition every year. It's time to register. Students who are interested in participating in the competition can come to me to register. Since it is a competition, there will be rewards. No.1 will get ten degrees Hanyu."

Wearing Du Hanyu can help people purify their spiritual power, and the power of the spells they cast can be increased several times.

Wan Ke'er raised her hand and stood up: "Teacher, I'm signing up."

Zhou Xueqi nodded: "Okay, you fill out the form with me, is there anyone else?"

With Wan Keer at the beginning, some eager students stood up and followed Zhou Xueqi to fill out the form.

Su Qingmian continued to copy notes without noticing. When he was filming costume dramas in his previous life, he had learned a few sword moves from his martial arts teacher, but those were all showy and not enough to watch. He better not participate in this kind of one, which is dangerous at first sight. It's game.

I can't finish copying the notes in a while, and I have to sort out the notes from today's class. After school, Su Qingmian didn't go back directly, and made up notes in the teaching booth.

I finally finished it. After sitting for too long, my back was stiff. I stretched my waist, packed the books and put them in the table hole, and walked out.

There were not many people staying in the academy, and it was quiet. Su Qingmian heard a sound in the flower forest in front, beeping, beeping, like a branch piercing the air.

Out of curiosity, Su Qingmian walked over.

In the forest of white snow-covered flowers, Zhou Xueqi in Tsing Yi dances with a sword in his hand, his skirts are fluttering, and a painting exhibition with clear ink and ink is unfolding in front of his eyes. Every move he makes is very gentle, but the sound of the sword hitting the air is like a small Lei explodes, gentle yet powerful, a combination of two extremes, contradictory beauty.

Seeing him coming, Zhou Xueqi pulled a beautiful sword flower and stopped, as if the surface of a turbulent lake suddenly calmed down, capturing the clear light of the lake.

"Haven't left yet?" Zhou Xueqi had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, which was glistening under the sunlight, "Come to find me?"

If Su Qingmian was Zhou Xueqi who was here, he would not come here even if he was killed. It would be better for him to stay as far away from Zhou Xueqi as possible. Don't let Yuyan Daily News Zhou Xueqi feel that there is a chance to pursue him, the most taboo in relationships It's just cutting constantly, since he didn't mean that, it's better not to provoke Zhou Xueqi.

"No." Su Qingmian vetoed it.

Zhou Xueqi: "Actually, I was just joking. Why didn't you sign up for the competition? I've been waiting for you to come."

Su Qingmian snorted: "I didn't say that I had to participate. I don't know swordsmanship, so I won't be ashamed to go up there."

Zhou Xueqi was surprised: "Su family's swordsmanship is one of the best in Guanghai, you must know it." Just forgot.

Su Qingmian didn't intend to participate, and Zhou Xueqi didn't force him: "Although my swordsmanship is not as good as the Su family's swordsmanship, it's still passable. I'll teach you."

With an infinitely gentle smile on her face, Zhou Xueqi approached Su Qingmian step by step, wanting to hold his hand and teach him swordsmanship.

Realizing Zhou Xueqi's movements, Su Qingmian backed away: "No, I still think the Su family's swordsmanship is more suitable for me, teacher, my brother is still waiting for me to go home for dinner, so I'll go first."

Su Qingmian doesn't want to give Zhou Xueqi a chance, if she doesn't move her heart, she doesn't want to move her heart, if she keeps getting entangled, it will only hurt both sides, it's so boring.

Zhou Xueqi was still gentle, watching Su Qingmian leave.

Suddenly he thought of Ling Yesheng again, if he rejected Ling Yesheng, Ling Yesheng would look at him with sad and sad eyes at this time, innocent and wronged, the custody could make him regret it.

Su Qingmian was also very helpless.

Walking out of the flower forest, small white flowers fell on her shoulders. Su Qingmian shook her shoulders, and the petals fell rustlingly.

"Su Qingmian."

Someone called his name from ahead.

Su Qingmian raised her head in a daze, and the young Aojiao was sitting on the pavilion, leaning against the pillars of the pavilion, the wind was blowing, and the curtains were blowing, erratic.

Xiao Aojiao's blond hair flowed down her head, and her purple golden eyes were so dazzling that it made the world pale.

It's been a long time since I saw Xiao Aojiao, Su Qingmian rushed over and threw herself into his arms, Xiao Aojiao was thrown from the pavilion and fell to the ground, her hair couldn't keep up with the changes in her body, and her scalp ached from being pulled.

"Hiss...it hurts, my hair..." Xiao Aojiao pulled her hair and rescued it from under Su Qingmian's legs. The two rolled over on the ground a few times before the hair came out completely.

Sitting up, Su Qingmian seriously apologized to Xiao Aojiao's hair: "Sorry, Brother Fa, I offended you."

Xiao Aojiao pinched his nose and commented in one word: "Stupid!"

Su Qingmian patted his hand away: "Where have you been recently?"

Xiao Aojiao wiped the end of her hair with her sleeve: "I have something to do, let's deal with it."

Thinking of Xiao Tsundere's identity, Su Qingmian smiled: "Discuss with your brother about opening the canal?"

Xiao Aojiao didn't deny it: "Yes, I heard that you proposed a tax proposal?"

Su Qingmian's face was full of complacency, and she was short of writing the word "praise me": "Am I powerful?"

"Well, it's a very creative suggestion. Taxes can not only be used to open canals, but many things can be promoted. If done properly, it will have a positive effect." Xiao Aojiao looked at Su Qingmian appreciatively, "But the specific system needs to be improved. , not a matter of one or two years."

Of course, thinking about his previous life, the tax law has been perfected since ancient times, and it is so easy to formulate a system that has never existed before.

"This is what you need to solve." Su Qingmian's legs were dangling outside the pavilion, very leisurely.

Seeing the surprisingly similar faces of Xiao Aojiao and Ling Yesheng, Su Qingmian suddenly remembered something. Ling Yesheng told him that his brother Xiao Aojiao liked him, and hinted that Xiao Aojiao was very fond of him in the carriage. good.

Ling Ye declared that he knew that his brother liked him, and he still said those ambiguous words. Isn't this trying to steal his brother's fancy?

what is this?

Sister-in-law literature?

Alas!

Su Qingmian laughed out loud.

"What are you laughing at?" Xiao Aojiao was annoyed, was there something on his face?Why did this man look at his face and smile?

Su Qingmian waved her hand: "It's nothing, it's just that I suddenly thought of listening to the sound of the night."

Xiao Aojiao was startled, thinking of Ling Yesheng... Suddenly thinking of Ling Yesheng... His face darkened: "What do you want him to do, sit with me, why do you want other men."

So strong jealousy.

Su Qingmian moved her buttocks: "You also said that I am sitting with you, not with you. I am free to think who is who."

Isn't it good for everyone to be friends? Why are everyone greedy for his body?

"Then be together." Xiao Aojiao narrowed the distance between herself and him, and forcibly lifted Su Qingmian's chin with her hand, as if Su Qingmian kissed her lips, "Don't think about anyone, don't look at anyone, let alone Get alone with Zhou Xueqi."

Su Qingmian was startled, just now when he and Zhou Xueqi were talking in the flower forest, Xiao Aojiao saw it...

Xiao Aojiao's eyes were filled with mist like mist. Before he could kiss, Su Qingmian threw him away and jumped off the pavilion.

Su Qingmian's face was serious and alienated: "Since you saw me and Zhou Xueqi, you should know how I treat him. If you don't like him, you don't like it. It's useless to force. If you don't want us to be friends, Don't be like this. If I like someone, I will definitely enjoy the ambiguity with him, but if I don't like it, the ambiguity will make me feel very annoying, can you understand what I mean? "

Su Qingmian's words were very clear. It's one thing to say something, but it's another thing to face it. She didn't want to see Xiao Aojiao's tears of loss, she turned her head and left before she finished speaking, as if fleeing in despair.