Chapter 14 Find a plum blossom in summer

"You just carve me out like this, aren't you afraid that Si Qi will find out?"

"She sleeps so heavily every day now, I don't even need to be intoxicated. I guess she can't wake up."

"But, but... I'm always embarrassed."

"Look at the stars, just look at the stars."

"Can you believe what you said?"

"Wan'er, what are you going to do?" Fan Xian looked at her face with a smirk. The moonlight outside the tent was not bright, so Lin Wan'er's face looked particularly hazy and beautiful.

Lin Wan'er looked very beautiful and wrinkled nose and sighed: "I promise you a big pervert like you, and you will snatch people in the middle of the night. What can I do?"

Fan Xian also sighed: "I am also worried that I will always be so sneaky. What if I go back to our bedroom after getting married in the future and I won't leave the door?"

Lin Wan'er spat at him, fearing that his mind would really develop into evil. After all, it was late at night and the two were alone. If he really wanted to... what, he would be powerless to stop him.

Fan Xian didn't know what the girl was thinking. If he knew that Lin Wan'er had already thought of the four words "powerless to stop" at this time, he would have pounced on it long ago. As the saying goes, it is not impossible, but it is not done. In Fan Xian's concept, once a woman thinks of being powerless to stop, she is actually ready to not stop.

The two lay on the soft cushion, and the tent opened a crack. Looking up from the tent, you could see a starry sky. The moon was light tonight, so the stars looked particularly bright. In the dark dark blue night, they looked gentle at all the couples on the earth.

Lin Wan'er leaned in Fan Xian's arms. Fan Xian felt a faint fragrance coming from his nose. The girl's soft and tender back and buttocks were on her chest and abdomen. The young man in summer was thin, as if he had no fabric to block the two of them. There was no doubt that the man who had not yet responded at this time, whether he was sixteen or sixty, had already fallen to the stage where he was worse than beasts. So Fan Xian tightened his arms a little nervously, allowing the two to get closer, leaving no distance, and felt every touch and elasticity from his arms in confusion or happiness.

Fan Xian started to do magic, and his right hand was holding Wan'er's hand. The next moment, he somehow ran into the thin clothes on the girl's chest, holding some soft place, and it was plump.

The tent was extremely quiet, and even the slight sound of waves on the lake seemed very shy.

After a long time, a few shy voices came from the tent and the intoxicating voice of a young man: "There are always some things in the world that are not true, and it is really difficult to grasp... it is difficult to grasp."

Lin Wan'er's ears were red. After a few huh, she twisted her body to get rid of Fan Xian's clutches. But she was not able to resist Brother Chu's explosion. Her body became softer and weaker after being teased. She became anxious and wise. She coughed twice and struggled to make a little soft feeling.

Sure enough, Fan Xian was stunned and thought she was caught in a cold. He quickly recited the Qingxin Pushan curse several times to suppress her desires. He sorted out her clothes and pulled the blanket to cover her. Lin Wan'er was still ashamed, but she felt a little funny and moved, for fear that he would transform again, and her eyes turned around: "Today, Bai Jian... Look at the fresh things you have to sell, I'm afraid you can sell a lot, right?" This is about the barbecue ingredients and the tent where the two lived at this time.

Fan Xian was a little dissatisfied with desire at this time and said in a voice: "Goddess Princess, why are you worried about this little money? Come on, kiss me again."

Lin Wan'er was shy and anxious and said, "You run a bookstore and make tofu. People think you like to do business."

Fan Xian thought to make tofu, but he really liked it. He replied with a bitter face: "I have to prove that I can make money. Only in this way will our emperor uncle hand over the inner warehouse to you and me to take care of it in the future." After he entered Beijing, he focused on doing business and made peace with Qingyutang for this matter.

The two of them finally calmed down a lot at this time, hugging each other and watching Xingxing chatting. Somehow, they talked about Fan Xian's visit to the prime minister's mansion a few days ago.

"Dad... are you in good health?" Lin Wan'er asked with concern. She rarely saw her father, but she was still extremely concerned. Today, she saw the silly elder brother, and thought of her second brother Lin Gong's death early and her father was alone. She was afraid she was very sad. As a son, she could not serve her. It was really not right.

Fan Xian knew what she was thinking and comforted him: "It's all very good. After getting married in the future, we will be filial together. It's better than now... By the way, the Prime Minister really agrees with our marriage..."

The two of them were getting lower and lower, gradually becoming unheard, disappearing into the night by the quiet lake. As for what happened that night, I will make a decision in the future.

The next day, the skylight entered the window, so naturally the two of them could not be still in the tent, otherwise the guards would know their female protagonist, and the future male protagonist would be outside all night long. This incident would definitely become the most sensational gossip news in Kyoto this month.

Fan Xian and Lin Wan'er opened their eyes on the beds of their respective rooms, rubbed their eyes, turned over, smiled, and savored them, and stretched their arms silly.

After everyone got up, they started to eat with tables. The maids and servants were busy. Lin Wan'er sat at the round table and gently gave the porridge to... Dabao put the pickled vegetables under the shredded pickles, without even glance at Fan Xian. On the other side, Fan Xian smiled foolishly and blew the heat in the cool bowl to his sister, which made him look very affectionate.

Fan Xian and Lin Wan'er did not look at each other, but the feeling rippling between the two of them made the entire hall feel a sense of happiness. They were as sensitive as Ye Ling'er, as smart as Fan Ruoru, looked at each other suspiciously, and looked away with great understanding.

It was still early. After dinner, Fan Xian was about to find a secluded place in the forest to exercise his body and maintain the necessary practice every day. Unexpectedly, Ye Ling'er walked up to him seriously, clasped her fists and asked him to give him some advice.

After Ye Ling'er returned home, she talked to her father about the competition outside the royal palace that day. After careful investigation, Ye Chong praised Fan Xian's response and said that this young master Fan could escape the assassination. He was indeed extraordinary. After hearing his father's words, Ye Ling'er finally convinced Fan Xian, but he adhered to the concept of the Ye family in martial arts. When he found an opportunity, he sincerely asked Fan Xian for advice.

The so-called consultation can only prove that Ye Ling'er was convinced but not in her bones.

Fan Xian rarely competes with others. When he was in Danzhou, he was basically a pitiful character who was hit by Wu Zhu Uncle Wu. So today he is qualified to give Ye Ling'er, who is a seventh-grade master, and he is a little surprised to be happy. It is really true that he speaks and gives advice. However, Wu Zhu is not a good teacher, nor is he a good teacher. He only talks about how straight this punch should be. How can this force be saved can only start from the simple and external appearance. He cannot summarize a complete set of theories.

The so-called small tricks are Fan Xian's current set of murderous skills, but it is a bit inconvenient to teach people, especially to teach a beautiful girl with a clear and beautiful eyes as clear as jade. Moreover, Fan Xian is not a honest person who can get his heart out of the heart at the sight of people, so Ye Ling'er could not learn the essence of Wuzhu's murder. But it will be beneficial in the end.

Fan Xian smiled. Today, he finally saw all the Ye family Liuyun's free hand clearly. It turned out that a pair of simple hands could evolve into so many attack methods. Even if Ye Ling'er takes action, she would have the power of breaking the wind and killing god. If Ye Chong or Ye Liuyun personally uses it, she would be afraid that the skill of splitting the coffin is enough to break the stone tomb, and the free hand is like a dead branch to make the opponent's body condense and unable to hide!

After a while of fist, Fan Xian was very satisfied with Ye Ling'er's body flexibility, but he smiled and looked at the girl's slim waist, and always looked a little strange. Ye Ling'er didn't notice his gaze, otherwise he would be furious. He was still immersed in the trajectory angle of Fan Xian's previous move and the perfect coordination of power, and was deeply shocked.

Anyway, there is no loss in this transaction.

After a long time, a cry of pain came from the woods. Fan Xian rubbed his wrist and walked out. Ye Ling'er came out with her nose covering her nose, and finally became completely honest.

In fact, for everyone in this world, daily life is like a flowing account. Just one step after another, repeating it day by day. It is inevitable that it is a bit boring. But power and wealth seem to ensure that some fresh numbers appear occasionally on the flowing account.

Dabao and Fan Sizhe were kicked by Fan Xian to ride horses and shoot arrows in the back mountain. They were protected by their own guards and served by maids, so they didn't need to worry too much. Now, he is the only man left in the summer resort, including Wan'er, sister and Ye Ling'er.

Sitting in the courtyard, sip tea and listen to music, watching the beautiful girl singing softly, Fan Xian smiled, thinking that power is such a good thing, and the county main listener can immediately call people from Kyoto to sing. The girl who sang the song is a real singer, and she traveled in the Kyoto royal court with a good voice, and she is also a noble person.

It was not until this moment that Fan Xian had the consciousness of being a man in Qing Kingdom. He had to seek power or wealth for the people around him. If he wanted to maintain a seemingly happy and peaceful life without becoming a thief on the border, the hard work in the earthen brick kiln might be worthy of abandonment.

He is a selfish person, and he often reminds himself of this.

Before the mountain hall, the girl named Sang Wen had a crisp voice, mixed with the breeze, walked up the hall and never walked around the beam.
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