i have a sword fairy

Zhao Rong watched the little girl's clean appearance for a while, then nodded in satisfaction.

This appearance and the attire of the chest-length skirt are indeed very similar to Qing Jun in his memory when he was a child.

It is undoubtedly the daughter.

The corner of Zhao Rong's mouth curled up, and he stretched out a finger to touch Qing Jing's little head.

The little girl who was looking around ignorantly saw a "thick and long" stick approaching, she shrank back sensitively, not letting him rub, but immediately found that Zhao Rong had an aura of her closeness and liking, and then again Floating forward, he took the initiative to open two slender arms to embrace Zhao Rong's fingers, rubbed his face against the fingertips, and became intimate.

While teasing Qingjing with his fingers, Zhao Rong spoke to her with a serious expression and a serious tone.

"Girl, dad is leaving tomorrow, and we will be a little far away from you and your mother for a while. When I'm not around, you have to accompany your mother for me. If she's bored in the house day and night, For practice, you have to take her out for more walks and play with her; if she secretly misses me like a fool, well, you have to write this down and tell me later, there is a reward for you."

Zhao Rong paused slightly, and glanced at the silent Qing Jun.

At this time, Qiu Shui narrowed her long eyes, her eyes were curved, her lips were curved, she was staring at him and the "children" without blinking, like a kitten that ate dried fish.

Zhao Rong coughed twice, suppressing the raised corners of his mouth.

He lowered his voice, leaned his head forward, as if there was no one around, and cautiously told Qing Jing who was close at hand:

"Ahem, of course, the most important thing is to stand guard for daddy, girl, remember, if your mother talks to any man other than me for more than three sentences at a time, you should hurry up and tell me, hmph, look How can I teach your mother a lesson...do you remember?"

The clean little girl tilted her head, facing Zhao Rong, and was dazed after hearing his words.

However, when she heard the question in a slightly heavy tone from "Daddy", her small body trembled and she couldn't speak for a while, so she quickly nodded like garlic.

"Pfft."

Concubine Zhao Ling couldn't hold back, and burst into a smile.

Like a white lotus blooming in the darkness.

Zhao Rong's gaze was fixed on Qingjun for a moment, and he was slightly stunned when he saw this, but soon his expression became serious, and he said in a serious tone:

"Mother, what are you laughing at? Don't look, it's you, if you dare to take advantage of your husband's absence..."

Concubine Zhao Ling hurriedly turned her face sternly, her tone was annoyed, but she said with joy in her eyes: "Brother Rong is messing around again, he is not serious... I don't want to talk to you anymore."

She raised her chin, her neck was white and round, she raised her head like a proud swan, and turned her head away.

Zhao Rong suddenly didn't dare to make trouble anymore.

However, he felt a little relieved, at least Qing Jun should not feel sad about being disturbed by him.

Zhao Rong glanced at the arrogant posture of the lady. After spending so many days together, he didn't know that this was the appearance of coaxing him.

Zhao Rongchong winked at Qingjing... Well, in fact, he used some kind of mind that was connected in the dark to convey some meaning to Qingjing.

next moment.

Qing Jing left Zhao Rong's palm and flew to Concubine Zhao Ling. She grabbed Concubine Zhao Ling's sleeve with her little hand, but the latter ignored her.

With a small body, Qing Qing hugged Concubine Zhao Lingfei's onion finger, shaking it from side to side delicately, and rubbed her palm with her body from time to time.

On the other side, Zhao Rong thought to himself, "Sure enough, a good daughter did not raise you in vain", then smiled and reached out to catch Qing Jun's other plain hand.

Concubine Zhao Ling struggled for the hand that was captured by him, but she still couldn't pull it out in the end, so she let Zhao Rong hold it gently, she still turned her head away, not looking at him.

Zhao Rong said in a soft voice, "Okay, the child's mother...Qing Jun, I was wrong, for the child's sake, please forgive my husband."

Concubine Zhao Ling tilted her chin, glanced at Zhao Rong, her voice was cold, "Hmph, what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Rong thought for a while, and cautiously probed: "Should we have a son? Do you like boys?"

Qing Jing, who was acting like a baby, suddenly paused, the little girl lowered her head and wrung her hands, but Zhao Rong ignored her.

Concubine Zhao Ling opened her eyes, gritted her teeth, turned her head, and shaved the shameless Rong Er.

Couldn't help stretching out his jade hand and hitting Zhao Rong with a powder fist.

However, there was a smile in her eyebrows and eyes.

For a while, the two were fighting together.

The one next to her was clean and happily circled around Zhao Rong and Concubine Zhao Ling.

In the dark night, it was like a purple ribbon binding the two together.

……

Chapter 2 Nephrite Jade is Warm and Fragrant, Qing Jun is Lovely

No matter how slow the pace is, the road will still be finished.

At the end is the gate of Nanci Jingshe.

Zhao Rong stopped and took a serious look at this place. He has been familiar with this place since this month.

Afterwards, he took the initiative to let go of Concubine Zhao Ling's hand.

"Qingjun, I'm leaving first. I'm going to leave early tomorrow morning, so you don't need to send it off."

Concubine Zhao Ling turned her back to Zhao Rong, without speaking or responding, she walked straight to the door.

Zhao Rong pursed his lips, stared at the lady's back, and was about to turn around and leave.

At this moment, at the moment when he was about to turn around.

Concubine Zhao Ling's voice was carried by the evening wind.

"Fool, keep up."

Zhao Rong paused, and for a moment, he wondered if he had auditory hallucinations.

What did Qing Jun say?

Zhao Rong stared blankly at Concubine Zhao Ling's slim back.

It seemed that he had sensed his daze.

Concubine Zhao Ling bowed her head slightly, and said softly again without looking back, "If you don't come... just forget it."

Zhao Rong opened his eyes slightly, and then blinked.

He coughed lightly, and quickly followed Concubine Zhao Ling, a fool would not go...

By the way, Qing Jun means... It's getting cold, let's go in and have a cup of tea?

Zhao Rong stepped forward quickly.

Concubine Zhao Ling heard the hasty footsteps of Brother Rong'er behind her, she felt her ears burning, and regret suddenly rose in her heart...

Zhao Lingfei bit her lips and remained silent.

When the two of them passed by the desk where the female officer was by the door.

Concubine Zhao Ling tilted her head, smiled at the female officials, and nodded.

The high-haired female officer nodded acquiescingly, and she watched the couple passing by in front of her.

Over the past few days, this young couple has been inseparable, they are together like glue, and they can be seen every day.

But today, this Fairy Zhao actually brought him inside...

She glanced at Zhao Rong. He was wearing a thin and simple school uniform with his sleeves wrapped around. He was following Concubine Zhao Ling intently. At this moment, he was suddenly walking forward, walking side by side with Fairy Zhao.

The high-haired female officer withdrew her gaze, and looked at her colleagues with the same strange eyes.

It's not that Nanci Jingshe can't bring men in except for women's students.

Inside the jingshe are single-family dwellings with suitable intervals. They are the cultivation caves of the women in the four mansions. Each of them has forbidden arrangements, and the things in the respective mansions generally do not affect others.

Therefore, as long as there is the consent and guarantee of the owners of the courtyards in the Abode, men can enter.

It's just, take people in at night...

Zhao Rong and Concubine Zhao Ling walked along the bluestone path by the lake to the depths of Nanci Abode.

It was very quiet and quiet inside the Abode.

Some courtyards have magnificent buildings, while others are simple and simple. From a distance, there is only a single lamp by the window.

The cool evening breeze is not the fragrance of flowers planted by some women in the courtyard.

Because Concubine Zhao Ling was carrying a man beside her, coupled with the pure and agile floating around the two of them, there was a conspicuous hazy purple light emitting in the darkness, like a lantern on a mountain, illuminating the way for the two of them.

The girls who came across here and there on the road couldn't help but look slightly sideways.

However, Zhao Rong didn't dare to glance randomly, because Qing Jun was right next to her, and her every move was under her nose.

At this time, he had a sense of déjà vu as he passed by the girls' dormitory building in his previous life.

Although there is a big difference between this place and the girls' dormitory, the people who live there are all practitioners, and it is estimated that there are not many female students who would hang out their underwear such as bellybands and obscene pants.

But what if?

It's impossible to say.

What if you accidentally catch a glimpse of a bold and unrestrained fairy in cool clothes... and take a second look?

of course not.

Zhao Rong noticed very early on that he was a bit of a murderer. He thought it was a good thing in the past, but now...

Zhao Rong stared at the road ahead without squinting, and focused all his attention on Qing Jun beside him.

It was found that her expression was calm, and she didn't seem to pay too much attention to his performance.

But the more this is the case, the more cautious Zhao Rong is. In his previous life, he and his companions passed by the female dormitory downstairs, taking advantage of the companions not paying attention, sneaking a glance or two is absolutely impossible now.

Seeing that the revolution is likely to succeed tonight and the fruits of victory are about to be seized, it must not be corrupted by a little sugar-coated shell.

Qingjun's sugar-coated cannonballs are definitely better than this one.

Zhao Rong had a serious expression along the way, but he was thinking wildly in his heart.

But immediately, he saw a little guy who ate the "sugar-coated cannonball" before him...

Qing Jing, who appeared in human form for the first time, was a little overjoyed.

The little girl the size of a palm crawled around on Concubine Zhao Ling's body.

Or get into Concubine Zhao Ling's sleeve.

Or hold the familiar white jade around Concubine Zhao Ling's waist and float up into the air, flying around, like a bee moving house, but the small body seems to be struggling, and it is precarious in the air.

At this moment, Qing Jing climbed onto Concubine Zhao Lingfei's jade hairpin again, her body was like an octopus, holding the unplugged side of the jade hairpin, dangling back and forth, as if she wanted to pull it out.

Concubine Zhao Ling couldn't laugh or cry, she tilted her head, raised her hand, and with a gentle squeeze of five fingers, she grabbed this naive and ignorant little girl.

Qing Jing, who was a bit noisy and mischievous at first, suddenly didn't dare to move, and returned to her former obedience.

She shrunk her petite body and squatted on Zhao Lingfei's palm.

Concubine Zhao Ling looked down, and saw that the little girl with the shofar braid was looking up at her, but she couldn't see the little thing's face clearly.

In the next second, Qingjing stretched out her hand, with two thin arms, she hugged Concubine Zhao Lingfei's onion finger, and rubbed her fingertips with her face flatteringly.

Concubine Zhao Ling stared at the "daughter" that Brother Ronger gave her to relieve her worries and boredom, and a certain heartstring in her heart was gently plucked.

Concubine Zhao Ling moved suddenly, hugged Qing Jing in her arms, and gently stroked her head with a slender index finger.

Qingjing was in a warm and comfortable land of tenderness. She raised her head and stretched out her hands, trying to grab Concubine Zhao Lingfei's fingers, so her body moved back and forth in the land of tenderness.

At a certain moment, Qingjing seemed to feel uncomfortable, she moved left and right, and hugged Zhao Lingfei's arms...

Zhao Rong on one side stared straight at this scene, unable to move his eyes away.

Zhao Rong suddenly discovered that his child's cafeteria is actually quite big, not as small as it looked from the outside before.

Qingjun is wearing a sky blue chest-length skirt today, which is a popular lady's attire among the noble women of secular dynasties at the foot of the mountain.

And if Qing Jun hadn't been sent to the mountain to practice by his family because of his extraordinary talent, he would probably be an ordinary lady like many women from powerful families in Ganjing, Dachu, and be an ordinary lady, a husband and a child...

This chest-length skirt is also known as a high-waist skirt. It is a very high waist skirt. The jacket is slim, and when paired with women's slashed shoulders, it will look petite and exquisite, and the whole is elegant and gorgeous.

However, because the skirt is tied too high, it is very easy to slip off when walking around.

The chest-length skirt that Qing Jun is wearing at the moment, the skirt is tied up above the chest by the belt, and it is a cumbersome two-piece skirt that is easier to slip off. Some, it will slide down.

But Qingjun was wearing very solid clothes, and there was nothing wrong with trekking with him today, and he supported it steadily.

This can only show one thing... the lady is very promising.

Zhao Rong took another look at the scenery over the children's cafeteria.