Who said brother beggar has no love

Pu Jin's eyebrows twitched slightly, and then said: "Since you have decided the following, then you have to protect yourself and don't let Senior Sister worry."

Fang Shuheng nodded quickly and said, "Sister, don't worry!"

Pu Jin nodded, and then said to Yan Feihua: "Feihua, you come with me, there are some things I need to discuss with you."

"Yes."

Yan Feihua nodded in response, looking at Pu Jin's leaving back, she turned to Fang Shuheng and said, "Take care."

Fang Shuheng nodded and said, "Well, thank you, Senior Sister!"

After watching the two of them leave, Fang Shuheng couldn't help turning around twice in excitement, humming a little tune.

Just when she was about to leave, she suddenly heard a voice not far away, asking with a smile, "What are you singing?"

She looked back and saw a person on the roof of the corridor not far away.

Although he was sitting against the light, Fang Shuheng could clearly see the faint smile on his face.

"Brother Jiang."

she shouted.

"Yeah." Jiang Xingzhou smiled, and asked again: "What were you singing just now?"

Fang Shuheng shook his head and said, "Oh, it's an unknown song. I heard it from the street. The sisters in Xiufang knew it a long time ago."

Jiang Xingzhou nodded, and then said: "I'm leaving in the evening, you might as well go back and freshen up first."

Fang Shuheng nodded in response, then thought of something, and hurriedly said: "You wait for me here for a while, I will come right away."

"it is good."

Fang Shuheng turned around and left, perhaps because she disliked running too slowly, so she flew directly, crossed the corridor, bypassed the water, and went to another place.

Jiang Xingzhou raised the cloud cover over his eyes, and seeing her dancing like a butterfly, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but a slight smile.

But at this moment, a woman's voice suddenly came from not far away, and asked with a smile: "Jiang Shaoxia, is this Xinyue Shuheng?"

Jiang Xingzhou was not surprised by this person's appearance, he just put down the cloud cover and said with a smile, "It doesn't look like it?"

Pu Jin stood in the corner of the eaves in the distance, and asked with a smile when he heard the sound: "The rules of Yun Mu Zhe, a disciple of the Beggar Clan, are known throughout the world, but I don't know why Jiang Daxia still wears this Yun Mu Zhe?"

Jiang Xingzhou asked, "Miss Pu Jin, are you worried about Shuheng?"

Pu Jin was quiet, and then said: "Shu Heng grew up in Xiufang, rarely involved in the world, and has a simple heart. Jiang Shaoxia should not hurt her heart."

Jiang Xingzhou shook his head and stopped talking.

When Fang Shuheng came back, half an hour had passed.

When she came here, she changed into a more elegant dress this time, unlike the light clothes she had specially changed to go out before.

The pink skirt and long sleeves are like clouds and waves, but they are as thin as a cicada's wings, flying with the wind.

She was holding two large fans in her hands.

When she just walked out from behind the moon gate, Jiang Xingzhou heard the movement and looked over.

The sight under the cloud curtain was pitch black, but her sensitive ears heard her deliberately quiet movement.

He quietly listened to her coming from behind the door, walked across the Jiuqu Bridge, stood still in the center of the dance practice hall, looked up at him, wanted to say something, but still hesitated and did not speak.

Jiang Xingzhou noticed her hesitation, so he couldn't help smiling.

Afterwards, he stretched out his hand to untie the wine jar at his waist, took a sip after patting the seal, and finally sent the wine jar forward, saying: "I heard that there was a neon dress and feather dance in Xiufang earlier. If I can see it today, it must be three." If you are lucky, please do whatever you want."

When Fang Shuheng heard the words, he couldn't help biting his lips, and turned his back.

Suddenly a little ashamed.

Jiang Xingzhou called out, "Shu Heng."

"Ok?"

She looked back, but Jiang Xingzhou stopped talking.

She understands.

He was urging her.

She pursed her lips, bowed her knees to Jiang Xingzhou, then slowly got up, turned her back, spread her arms, and slowly spread two fans from her palms...

Practicing swords, practicing dancing... probably is a journey that every Xiufang disciple must go through.

When she entered Xiufang with Pu Jin back then, she thought that if one day, if she learned that neon dress and feather clothes, she would only dance for him.

If he is not there, dance to him in memory, and dance to him in dreams.

Now he is still there, and right in front of his eyes, Fang Shuheng doesn't know what it means to let him down, and he doesn't want to let him down on such a good day.

Jiang Xingzhou lowered his head slightly, listening to the Qingcheng dance below, his eyebrows and eyes hidden under the cloud curtain were always gentle.

The winter wind is blowing, but what is stirred is a pool of calm spring water.

He raised the wine jar again and took a sip.

As soon as the dance was over, Fang Shuheng stood on the spot, with his back to Jiang Xingzhou, holding a fan in his hand... He secretly thought, this is really the most fearful thing about the sudden quietness of the atmosphere.

Jiang Xingzhou flew behind her.

His lightness skills are excellent, and he didn't deliberately hide his movements, but if she didn't listen carefully, if she didn't concentrate all her attention, she could hardly hear his movements.

But she was engrossed, and she heard his slight footsteps gradually approaching.

He came over.

He came closer.

He is right behind.

he……

What will you say?

Still feel like you can't dance well?

Just as Fang Shuheng was thinking wildly, Jiang Xingzhou walked up to him and asked with a smile, "Do you think I'm drunk or not?"

"..."

Fang Shuheng looked up at him, turned his head away at the end, and said: "The disciples of your beggar gang are the best at drinking and playing with birds. How can you get drunk with just a pot of wine?"

Jiang Xingzhou looked down at her, and said with a light smile, "What if I say I'm drunk?"

"That's weird."

After Fang Shuheng finished speaking, he lowered his head.

Jiang Xingzhou suddenly raised his hand and raised her chin.

At the same time, another hand was pressed on her neck.

With a faint strength, he brought her forward.

Fang Shuheng looked at his slowly enlarged face, and his eyes widened in shock.

But before she could react, a strong smell of wine poured into his nostrils. It was the smell of wine that had not dissipated from him, like drunk but not drunk.

Immediately afterwards, a stronger and more fragrant smell of wine rushed into his mouth.

Fang Shuheng: "!!!"

Damn, you've been pretending to be gentle and calm for a few months, you can't keep pretending!

Hahahaha!

Fang Shuheng was thinking wildly, and his heart was in a mess.

His slightly cool lips were jerky, but he groped carefully, and the wine smell flowing to his lips and teeth slowly swallowed into his throat through his lips, very intoxicating.

It was clearly not cold, but Fang Shuheng had goose bumps all over his body.

The fan in his hand loosened at some point, and fell to the ground with a thud.

And her hands had already been raised, embracing his firm waist from under his robe, she didn't know whether it was warm or scalding, but she only knew that this embrace was extremely stable.

Just like a few years ago, he risked his life and death to save her from the bully.

He was bleeding all over his body, and he was only a young boy, but he gave her the greatest peace.

Fang Shuheng was a little drunk.

He wanted to stick out his tongue to lick his lips, but what he licked was not his own.

Hearing a chuckle coming from his throat, she was stunned for a moment, and then came back to her senses, but her face was like peach blossoms, her lips were like vermilion, which was quite different.

Jiang Xingzhou closed his eyes, then let go of her, bent down and picked up the fan that fell on the ground for her, and said, "You are drunk."

Fang Shuheng: "..."

nonsense!I'm not drunk!

No, no, it's better to get drunk.

Thinking of this, she looked up at Jiang Xingzhou, and finally raised her hand to touch his chest, and said, "To be honest, I've wanted to do this for a long time!"

As a man, he actually looks like this, so...it's simply unfair!

Jiang Xingzhou who understood the look in her eyes: "..."

Are you sure you want to flirt with a man so nakedly?

Jiang Xingzhou didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and was about to raise his arms to pick her up, but she swung her arms to avoid him, and said, "Anyway, I'm drunk, you are not allowed to hit me."

"I didn't say I wanted to beat you... Hey, why should I beat you if it's okay?" Jiang Xingzhou said helplessly, "Take you to sober up."

"Oh."

Fang Shuheng was stunned for a moment, looking at Jiang Xingzhou and giggling.

Jiang Xingzhou couldn't stop laughing, he bent down and hugged her horizontally, and asked at the same time, "How did you grow up when you're so dumb?"

Fang Shuheng: "I miss you and think big."

"..."

Jiang Xingzhou lowered his head and smiled, then stepped on his feet, and flew away from Xiufang with her, crossed the West Lake, and landed on a dead tree branch that had already dried up.

Fang Shuheng leaned against Jiang Xingzhou's arms, blowing the cool winter wind, and said doubtfully, "Hey, the wind is so warm today."

"Ah."

After a while, she pointed at the air in front of her and said with a chuckle, "The flowers are so red today."

"Ah."

Afterwards, she pointed to the air on the other side and said pleasantly, "These two butterflies are so beautiful..."

Jiang Xingzhou looked at the air she was pointing at, and said with a muffled smile, "Well, it's beautiful."

Then Fang Shuheng suddenly turned his head, pointed at his face, and said, "Brother Beggar is so handsome today!"

Jiang Xingzhou took it seriously, nodded and said, "I've been talking nonsense for a long time, but this sentence is still pleasing to me."

Fang Shuheng: "..."

Fang Shuheng then leaned into Jiang Xingzhou's arms, and the two talked nonsense all afternoon, but they didn't know it.

When the sun was setting, the two returned to Xiufang. Fang Shuheng went back to pack his bags, and then went to bid farewell to Pu Jin and other sisters who had a good time. After that, he followed Jiang Xingzhou and left Xiufang.

Seeing the disappearing backs of the two, Yan Feihua was a little worried: "With the rank of junior sister, I don't know if I can suppress the famous Jiang Shuoli in the world."

Pu Jin said with a smile: "Da Zhi is a fool, Fei Hua, don't underestimate Shuheng... She always knows what she wants, so naturally she also knows what she should keep."

"Ok?"

Pu Jin murmured: "Most people in the rivers and lakes can't help themselves, but if Shu Heng sails along the river, he will only feel more at ease than in Xiufang."

Everyone wants freedom, and Shuheng stayed in Xiufang in the past, but he didn't have the freedom she yearned for.

Now... I am afraid that for Shuheng, Jiang Xingzhou will be her freedom from now on.

Yan Feihua couldn't help being curious after hearing what Pu Jin said, and asked, "Senior sister knows Jiang Xingzhou?"

"I've seen it a few times from afar."