[Yang Jian] Come tease the real king

"However, the matter between them has developed to this point, not only because of Li Xunhuan's refusal to fight, but also because of Lin Shiyin's anger. If I were Lin Shiyin, I would definitely slap Long Xiaoyun and call him hypocritical and treacherous. Then he took the money and ran to the ends of the earth, and let Li Xunhuan chase him." Although Sun Xiaohong was drunk, her speech was not like other babbling babbles, but her cadence was as bright as a storyteller.

"It's just a pity. Where can I find someone as chivalrous and handsome as Brother Li?"

Yang Jian couldn't help but feel that the tea was a bit bitter again, chivalrous and elegant, handsome... This is just a wisp of his own soul, and it looks exactly like him.

Perhaps this is also a kind of consolation.

"You like him very much?" Yang Jian frowned.

"Hmph~, that belongs to Sister Shiyin, not to mention, Brother Li likes Sister Shiyin." Sun Xiaohong replied seriously.

"Oh?!" So, she has no interest in Li Xun Huan?

Immediately afterwards, Sun Xiaohong sighed slightly, "What if I can't get married in the future?"

"Xiaohong is beautiful, cute, gentle and kind. No matter how many good men you want, how can you not get married?"

"But how many people can be better than him?"

"..." Yang Jian smiled stiffly.

Seeing that there was no one answering, Sun Xiaohong glanced at Yang Jian, looked at him in black clothes and black fan, smiling slightly in the breeze, suffocated for a while, then turned her head away, and murmured, "Hmph, don't smile so beautifully!" , I like him."

She didn't think she was a storyteller who saw a woman who loves someone. She still remembered that when she was only ten years old, she was amazed by that person's demeanor, and this kind of amazement was not for a while, but for ten years. , so far she has not been able to forget.

"Actually, there are many good people."

"You don't understand, once the sea was too difficult for water."

Once the sea was too difficult for water, except Wushan is not a cloud, how could he not understand.After thinking about it this way, he really had no position to say such a thing, so he immediately thought about how to change the subject.

But this was also his first time getting along with a girl, and he didn't know how to please her.When he was with Hongfeng before, he only did what he was supposed to do, and rarely noticed the convenience of the relationship. Even the kisses were mostly initiated by Hongfeng, but now let a little girl take the initiative?

When he was very young, he listened to the advice of his playmates and took the bracelet to curry favor with the girls, but now it seems... It doesn't work and it doesn't work.

He began to recall the way he got along with Hongfeng. He has always been very capable of learning, and his comprehension ability is beyond ordinary people.

He wants to learn Hongfeng, he wants to take the initiative, take the initiative, take the initiative...

So he changed the ink fan from his right hand to his left, and then gently stroked Sun Xiaohong's cheek. At this time, Xiaohong was looking out of the window with her soft red face tilted, as if waiting for his kneading Same.

However, as soon as Yang Jian stretched out his hand, Sun Xiaohong pulled him up, pulling him directly to jump down from the second floor.

Suddenly encountered this change, did not react for a while, could not help but ask, "Where are you going?"

Sun Xiaohong didn't return to him, her footsteps were not steady after drinking, but her lightness kung fu was still there, she jumped off the building with Yang Jian, and went to the street as fast as she could.

Although she was pulling, this was the posture of holding hands. Yang Jian glanced at the overlapping hands, as if worried that her unsteady footsteps would fall at any time, and he clenched a little without leaving any traces.

She dragged him to stop and go, and finally arrived at the destination.

——Xingyunzhuang.

They were a little far away, but Yang Jian knew that a person who looked exactly like him was standing at the gate of Xingyun Villa, stroking a stone lion.

This must be Li Xunhuan, from Sun Xiaohong's face - Yang Jian knew it well, no wonder why she came here suddenly.

Sun Xiaohong looked at it for a while, then took out a pen and paper from her carry-on bag.

Is this recording information and collecting materials?

When Yang Jian's kung fu was at its peak, his spiritual consciousness was extremely strong, he looked up at the heaven and earth, and went down to explore the underworld. Although his kung fu has not recovered from the past, he can still hear it clearly at such a small distance.

But what she wrote down was a little different from what he heard...

Sun Xiaohong's handwriting is very beautiful, and the writing speed is also very fast

——You are back, Xunhuan!You really came back, big brother misses you dead, really misses you dead!

Then Sun Xiaohong put down the pen, dragged Yang Jian and said angrily, "Wow, did you see that, he actually hugged Brother Li!"

"..." Yang Jian was speechless.

——Housekeeper, lock up Madam quickly, don't let her come out, I'm going to call my friends in the martial arts world to kill him first.

"Can you hear their conversation clearly?" She is a mortal in this life, and he doesn't think that mortals can have such hearing.

"I can lip talk." Sun Xiaohong smiled slyly, but couldn't help but said disappointedly, "Oh, they went in, so they can't be seen anymore."

"If you want to see, I'll take you in." After that, Yang Jian performed a simple blinding technique and led her into Xingyun Villa invisibly.In order to prevent Xiaohong from doubting his identity, he took her over the wall and entered. It was too ostentatious to go straight to the front door without being discovered, which did not conform to her cognition.

After entering the main entrance, he walked dozens of steps before arriving at the main room. Li Yuan is worthy of being a scholarly and famous mansion. This mansion with carved beams and painted buildings is indeed rich in wealth.

It's a pity that Li Xunhuan made friends carelessly.

Sure enough, after he entered the main room, he was besieged by a group of people. Seeing that they couldn't beat Li Xunhuan, Long Xiaoyun hurried out and shouted, "What are you doing? Do you know who he is?! He is Xiao Li Flying knife Li Xunhuan! At the same time, he is also my brother of Long Xiaoyun!"

--hypocritical.

Yang Jian read the two words she wrote down, and didn't make any comments. I have seen too many people like this, but I am used to it.

The besiegers expressed that they were venting their anger for Young Master Long. Yang Jian remembered that the child had been beaten by him dozens of times a few days ago, and this time he asked his father to vent his anger on Li Xunhuan.

Yang Jian had no expression on his face, he raised his fan and shook it lightly.

Sun Xiaohong scribbled on the paper——I feel that you are very happy.

"..."

Then came the polite conversation between them, which seemed a bit boring, but Sun Xiaohong sat down on an empty chair and began to organize her notes.

It was already dusk when Li Xun Huan came to Li Garden, and now he also rested here, after all this is also his home.

Sun Xiaohong was always worried about him, since she wanted to follow, he also followed, watching him walk to an elegant courtyard - Lengxiang Xiaozhu.

The name is elegant, like a woman's boudoir.

It was getting late at night, but five or six teenagers gathered in front of Lengxiang Xiaozhu and stopped downstairs to listen to the wonderful sound of the piano.

——What kind of woman lived there?Playing the piano sound like this again?

Sun Xiaohong brushed up a few strokes and wrote out the question. This was the first time she wrote a question. Yang Jian took the pen she handed over and wrote.

——If you are not as beautiful, the sound of the piano is also mocking.

Sun Xiaohong read it, picked up a pen and wrote only one word.

--Humph.

This is a sound of longing for those who love each other, but those who play the piano are less longing and more restless.

Since she was a child, she has an extraordinary talent for rhythm, as if she was born with it. The drumbeats she beats when telling stories are often played by her, which is even more charming.

She also knew that what he said was not a lie.

"It's hard to tell what love is. It's not doubtful if you don't regret it." Li Xunhuan couldn't help saying this sentence, just because he remembered the scene when Lin Shiyin and Lin Shiyin gave each other poems.

His chanting also made the sound of the piano stop, and when the five teenagers saw that the sound of the piano had stopped, they ran angrily to find him to settle the score.From this, Li Xun Huan also heard from the five or six young people that Miss Lin lived here.

I also heard about Miss Lin's rule that whoever kills the Plum Blossom Pirate, no matter how beautiful or ugly he is, she will marry him.

Yang Jian wrote in a few strokes——What is Plum Blossom Pirate?

——It’s a flower picker.

Yang Jian paused for no reason, hesitated,——then what is a flower picker?

Some people don't know what a flower picker is?Sun Xiaohong looked at him and wrote - just like you.

Yang Jian looked blank - I never pick flowers.

Suddenly Sun Xiaohong became interested somehow, huh?So you really haven't tasted flowers?Such words are obviously not something a girl can say, so Sun Xiaohong wrote instead - haven't you ever sent flowers to the girl you like?

Yang Jian didn't reply, because he really never sent flowers.

Sun Xiaohong saw that he was thoughtful and unhappy, so she quickly changed the subject - Lin Shiyin is married, who is this Miss Lin?

—Go up and have a look.

Li Xunhuan had already gone upstairs before them, so Sun Xiaohong saw something unspeakable as soon as he went up, and hurriedly dragged Yang Jian down the stairs. Go up again and pull the brazen woman away severely.

Although Yang Jian didn't go upstairs, it didn't prevent him from seeing what happened upstairs.

He opened his consciousness slightly, and looked upstairs, after all, he was still rather curious about what happened upstairs.

However, in the next second, he also hastily withdrew his consciousness.Standing together with Sun Xiaohong with their backs facing the courtyard...

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Since Li Xun Huan went upstairs, he found that everything here is exactly the same as when he left, neatly arranged, well preserved, not a single bit has been touched.Obviously well cared for, but who lives here?

A voice called "Sanggong" soon came and brought Li Xunhuan back to reality, Shiyin would never call him "Sanggong".

Lin Xian'er was the only one who would yell like this. It turned out that Miss Lin was talking about Lin Xian'er, but she never thought that he would almost forget that she existed.He had no love for this woman whom he had cruelly rejected back then, only guilt.

She started her confession, her telling, he listened quietly, but he couldn't give her love.

When she fell in love with him, he had no choice but to reject her again.

"I can't forget her."

Lin Xian'er froze in place.No man has ever been able to withstand the blow. Could it be that he is really what he said when he met him that day? "I don't like women."

he?Who is that him?

Sun Xiaohong was obviously stimulated, and it was not good to stay here any longer, so she left Li Yuan angrily, Yang Jian knew why she was sad, and also knew that Li Xunhuan had rejected the beauty long ago and left Lengxiang Xiaozhu.

Seeing her appearance, he couldn't help shaking his head, and dragged her to another road, to a tavern that was not yet closed.

This tavern is not far from Li Yuan, so they only walked for a while and arrived there. After entering the tavern, Sun Xiaohong saw Li Xun Huan sitting alone in the corner drinking wine.

Sun Xiaohong didn't go in, just looked outside the door for a while, then left.

"It's late at night, if I don't go back, Grandpa will worry."

"I'll see you off. With me by my side, your grandfather will feel more at ease."

"Thank you for bringing me here." At this time, Xiaohong's drunkenness had already gone, and her rosy cheeks remained unchanged. After finishing speaking, she added, "Thank you for accompanying me to make such a fuss."

Suddenly, Sun Xiaohong didn't know what kind of feelings she had for Li Xunhuan. Why was she angry more than sad?

It's a pity that she is too young, she is only a little girl of fifteen or sixteen years old, even if she is aware of it, she is still confused.