Tang Huan's room was quickly tidied up. The windows were bright and the furnishings were simple and elegant, and it felt very comfortable.

Xue Zhan sent her over and at the door. After explaining the rules of Yinzhuang, he left. Tang Huan lay on the couch for a while and took Xiaowu to its cat room.

There are also things like cat rooms?

She lives in the east wing room, and Xiaowu lives in the west wing opposite her. The door of the room was not locked. When she pushed it open, she saw various strange-shaped wooden shelves inside, and there were also on the roof. Tang Huan felt novel and didn't understand what these shelves were used for. Seeing that it returned to her little nest, Xiaowu twisted and jumped in her arm, so Tang Huan watched Xiaowu jump from one shelves to another, his snow-white body jumped happily, and his furry gray tail swayed.

It turned out to be for it to play... This cat is so enjoyable, it is worthy of being the treasure of the old owner!

So who made these airs? I thought so well!

Tang Huan walked in and curiously touched a boxwood board nailed to the wall. After touching it, he looked at his fingers and found that there was no dust.

"In the future, you will clean the cat room, especially these shelves, which you have to wipe it once a night."

Suddenly, she turned her head and saw Song Mo.

Now, Tang Huan is not afraid of him in this relationship. He heard this and begged him sadly: "Master Song, who did it? Didn't he do it well? Why ask me to steal his errand?"

Song Mo stood at the door without moving, and had no intention of coming in. He looked at her with a blank expression: "Xue Zhan has something else to do, it is more appropriate to leave this kind of trivial matter to you. Miss Tang, I see that you have a breaking personality and seem to be patient. This is a taboo for those who practice martial arts. You can now use cleaning up the cat room as an opportunity to sharpen your patience."

She doesn't need this opportunity!

Tang Huan roared in her heart, but she didn't dare to talk back. She stayed on the pretext of taking care of Xiaowu. If she was lazy and disobedient, would Song Mo drive her away?

"I understand, thank you for your good intentions from the owner of Manor Song." She lowered her head and said obediently.

Song Mo chuckled softly, walked in and stood beside her, "What weapon do you like to use? Sword?" His voice was low and pleasant, and there was a special smell in the empty cat room, which was really a lingering sound.

Tang Huan was surprised at his approaching and looked up at him. His eyes fell on Xiaowu squatting on the roof rack, and did not look at her. Looking at the moving chin in front of him, Tang Huan swallowed and whispered: "There is no weapon you particularly like. If Master Song thinks I am suitable for using swords, then just use swords." In fact, she likes to use poison and lewd poison. Whoever dares to offend her? A woman throws poison aside. If the man looks handsome, he will benefit from it. If he is ugly, he will tie it up to prevent him from finding anyone to detoxify.

"Well, I'll see your bones are clear and sporty, and the sword moves are about speed, which should be the best for you." Song Mo withdrew his gaze, stretched out his hand behind him, and handed her a sword book and a long sword. "Go back to study the sword book and yourself. I'll lend you this Qingquan sword first. If you can practice it to the Mahayana in three years, this sword will be given to you, otherwise the thing will return to the original owner."

"Qingquan Sword?" Tang Huan was shocked and put the sword score on the rack and pulled out the sword. The blade was as thin as a cicada's wings and the sword body was as clear as a spring. "Master Song, is this one of the eighteen swords in the world? Did you lend it to me like this? Are you not afraid that I will sneak away with the sword?"

Song Mo lowered his eyes to her. Before anyone could laugh, there was an undetectable smile in his eyes: "Escape with a sword? You can try it."

Being despised again!

Tang Huan was embarrassed and angry, and his face turned red. He glared at him hatefully: "Wait, don't look down on others. Sooner or later, this sword will belong to me!"

"It depends on your ability, but there are more than eighteen famous swords in the Yinzhuang. Since I said that, I will not be reluctant to let it go." Song Mo finished speaking softly, turned around and walked out, and told her without looking back before leaving: "There will be someone to send you three meals a day, don't run around."

Tang Huan really wished he could insert the sword into him!

After dinner, the sunset was warm outside. Through the window, Tang Huan saw Song Mo go back to the room. She sat on the couch and thought for a while, quickly took off her strapless breasts, and went to find him in a loose men's clothing, holding a new sword score in her hand.

"Master Song, are you in the house?" She stood at the door and shouted inward.

Song Mo was untiing his robe when he heard the voice and stopped. He walked to the door of the second room and asked her, "What's the matter with me?"

Tang Huan shook the sword score in his hand awkwardly, "I am dull in qualifications and can't understand many places. I want to ask the owner of the Song Manor."

The setting sun shone, and the intoxicating light was covered with her face, and the broken hair in her ears was whirling with the wind, as if it was touching his heart.

"Come in." Song Mo turned around and walked in, sat upright at the table waiting for her.

Tang Huan walked in, glanced around quickly, then stood beside Song Mo like a Tongsheng in the school, handed him the sword score, and pointed at a place to ask.

Song Mo glanced at him and explained in a concise manner.

Tang Huan nodded as if she realized it and continued to ask the next place. As she asked, she bent over and lay on the table, leaning on her chin with her left hand and turning the pages with her right hand, pointing at the top. Song Mo sat in the north on the table, deliberately standing on the east side. Now she lay down like this, her loose collar immediately drooped, and the snow-white jade peaks inside were trembling, almost all of them were exposed to the air. The man could see the beautiful scenery that could make any man's blood bloom.

Song Mo looked at her without squinting, and only asked Tang Huan unhappily when he asked the fifth place: "Why don't you even understand such a simple truth?" His voice paused for a moment and immediately returned to normal, but his eyes fell on her chest and could not move away. While waiting for her to answer, he looked straight and his face remained unchanged.

Tang Huan was proud of her heart, pretending to notice nothing on the surface, and blushed and said, "What can I do if I have a stupid head? Master Song will give me more. By the way, how do I explain this place?" Yu pointed to another sentence on the same page and stared at it seriously.

"Where?" Song Mo asked, his eyes still staring at the beautiful scenery.

"It's here!" Tang Huan raised his voice in confusion, raised his eyes, and finally found that the man's eyes were wrong. He looked down and blushed immediately. He quickly got up and turned his back, and was ashamed and angry: "Master Song, how could you, you, how could you do that?"

Song Mo's eyes flashed with regret, and he immediately returned to normal, and his voice calmed down: "How am I?"

Tang Huan lowered his head and walked around his fingers, "You, since you discovered me, it would be fine if I didn't remind me, why can you keep staring at me..."

"...can't you watch it? I thought you were exposed, so that you are not afraid of being seen. Miss Tang. Don't worry, since you don't want to, I just don't watch it. Okay, let's continue. What did you say just now? "Song Mo lowered his eyes and read the book seriously.

Tang Huan was so shocked that his chin was almost falling. How could Song Mo have such a reaction? Even if he was not as nervous as Uncle Song, a forest guard, blushed and apologized repeatedly, at least he should be embarrassed, or drove her away sternly and secretly thought about it behind his back. How could it be such an ordinary and unconventional attitude?

"Miss Tang, do you still want to ask?" Song Mo urged impatiently.

"Ask, ask!" Tang Huan immediately turned around.

"Where?" Song Mo pointed to the sword book.

"Here..." Tang Huan stretched out his finger, his voice as thin as a mosquito.

Seeing her changes, Song Mo couldn't help looking up at her. Seeing that Ran Xia's pretty face dodged, he asked in surprise: "Miss Tang, what's wrong with you? I'm just curious about why your chest grows like that, so I took a few more glances. Why are you so nervous? If Song offended something, please tell me."

Tang Huan looked at him in shock: "You, don't you know that a woman can only show her husband to her husband? Even if she is a fiancé, she can't watch her before she gets married..." No, Song Mo doesn't even understand this? The real Song Mo is actually a fool who doesn't understand the difference between men and women?

Song Mo was surprised: "I, I don't know, I have never heard anyone mention it."

Tang Huan didn't believe it: "Have you seen a woman?" He must have wanted to cover up his inappropriate behavior by pretending to be stupid, this hypocritical man!

Song Mo looked back at her frankly: "I have seen a servant who cooks fire in the villa. Song has seen many women when he went down the mountain last year, but he has not had any contact with anyone, so he doesn't know... However, Miss Tang and Song Mo also have a puzzled understanding. Since you said that women can only be seen by future husbands, it shows how precious it is, why don't you cover it up properly, but like this..." The eyes fell on her chest again.

For some reason, Tang Huan was not hot at all when he saw it. Now he was looking at it openly, even though he was wearing clothes, Tang Huan became nervous inexplicably. He grabbed the sword note and blocked his chest, lowered his head to defend himself: "I, I didn't mean it, but I didn't bring anything to the mountain this time. I just washed the tube top again, so I didn't wear it."

"What is a tube top?" Song Mo was very studious.

Tang Huan was already numb, and raised his head and saw that he looked innocent and ignorant. He blushed and explained: "It's something women use to cover their chests."

"So that's it..." Song Mo narrowed his eyes and pondered for a moment, and said seriously: "There are very few visitors from Yinzhuang, but once the guests come, Yinzhuang will definitely treat you sincerely. I will not accept you as my disciple, but I value you. It is also for your own good. Let's ask you to raise cats. I will ask you to go down the mountain to buy some clothes for you, including a strapless breast." After saying that, I stood up and called Chu Ping.

A figure in black flashed in like a ghost, kneeling ten steps away on one knee: "What are the instructions of the owner of the manor?"

Song Mo ignored Tang Huan, who was as stupid as a chicken, and said to himself: "You go down the mountain to buy some sets of clothes for Miss Tang, including wiping..." Before he finished speaking, Tang Huan hurriedly reached out to block his mouth, and snatched the words and said: "Chu Ping, just buy a few pieces of silk for me, and I will make it myself when I turn around!"

"This..." Chu Ping looked at Song Mo inquiringly, feeling like a monk was confused. What did the owner and the owner's wife want to play? After hearing Xue Zhan's introduction before, he couldn't believe it. Now that he saw it with his own eyes, Chu Ping really admired this woman of unknown origin, who could make their indifferent and arrogant owner become like this.

"Listen to her, go." Song Mo pushed away Tang Huan's hand and said calmly.

Chu Ping left quickly.

Tang Huan continued to be stunned, and Song Mo asked her in confusion: "Why don't you let me mention it?"

Tang Huan came back to his senses and glared at him: "Because it is a woman's private object, you can't say it casually!"

"Song's words are wrong...but you said it first." Song Mo looked at her calmly.

"Then you'll ask me first!" Tang Huan blushed by such a petty man, "Song Mo, don't go too far. I, an unmarried girl, almost looked down on me by you, and almost embarrassed by you in front of that Chu Ping. You even have to be petty even for apologizing?"

Song Mo was silent, and his cold eyes fell on her face. When Tang Huan was so nervous that he was watching, he took a step forward and looked down at her: "Miss Tang, Song believes that he is fair. You didn't hide it today. You knew there was no strap inside and were still lying on the table like that, so I saw it. I didn't know the truth before, so I looked at it twice. Tang Huan was an unintentional act. Even if I was wrong, you touched me without my consent. We have already cleared up. If not, you are based on your sin of disrespect for me, and now you are dead."

"you……"

"Okay, it's getting late. Go back. What do you don't understand? I'll ask tomorrow." Song Mo handed over the sword score she had just thrown on the table.

Tang Huan couldn't beat him, so he had to swallow his anger and take the thing and walk out.

Song Mo watched her and reminded her when she was about to go out: "Remember to wear a tube top tomorrow, otherwise I will be seen by me again because of your negligence, and the crime will not be with me."

Tang Huan was so angry that his chest trembled. After enduring it, he couldn't help but kick the door hard, turning his head and scolding him: "Dream, even if you kneel down and beg me, I won't show you!" Damn, the soft and hard temperament in the dream is annoying enough. Unexpectedly, the dream outside is even more annoying. How many evils did she commit in her previous life before she was punished by God to pick him twice!

Song Mo smiled but said nothing.

Don't show it to him?

Can she hold it back?

The next morning, Tang Huan was woken up by Song Mo in her sleep and practiced swordsmanship, saying that she wanted to check whether she had listened to his explanation carefully last night. Tang Huan had a good memory and made the first two sword moves look good, although Song Mo could pick each move out of the wrong way.

"Don't move."

As soon as he posed for a straight stab, he heard the man's hidden dissatisfaction voice. Tang Huan frowned and looked at him impatiently, "What's wrong?" He maintained the tilting forward position of his upper body.

Song Mo slowly walked to her, held her arm and pressed it down. Just when Tang Huan thought he was going to give her a guide, he heard the man whisper: "So this is a strapless breast, and it's really covered up."

Tang Huan blinked and was stunned for a long time before he came back to the smell. Song Mo was playing with her!

"You are so naughty!" Tang Huan waved his sword and stabbed Song Mo! She was fine. It was fine for others to play with others. It was fine. It was fine if others were open and straightforward. As long as she was liked, she hated Song Mo the most. She was obviously flirting with her, but she still refused to admit it!

Song Mo quickly stepped back, clamped his sword body with his fingers, and explained to her seriously: "Don't worry, Miss Tang, Song has never seen a tube top, so he is curious. Now that he has seen it, Song promises that there will be no next time. There is still something else in the village. Song said goodbye, please concentrate on practicing swordsmanship, Miss." After saying that, he turned around and left.

Tang Huan was too lazy to practice the sword, and his internal force penetrated into the sword and stabbed Song Mo's back!

Song Mo kept walking, and seemed to be casually moving behind his back. The long sword that was about to fly to him changed direction and pierced into an ancient tree in the distance, making a clanging sound, as crisp as a mountain spring.

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