i have a sword fairy

The righteous young man frowned, just about to say how convenient it is for me to verify, but a certain little fox demon not far away has already frowned.

Su Xiaoxiao couldn't help correcting and retorting: "No!"

Zhao Rong thought for a while, then said in a daze, "Oh, I remembered wrongly, this is Qingjun."

"You..." The little fox demon froze for a moment, then shrunk his mouth again, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...you bastard!"

She turned around and was about to run, never wanting to deal with this big villain who even remembered the special mark on her shoulder wrong.

However, in the next second, Zhao Rong seemed to be thinking for a while, nodded in affirmation and said: "Little her mole...is on her left shoulder, yes, that's it."

His face was very determined.

Su Xiaoxiao stopped crying, but the next second... the little fox stomped on the spot, "There is no mole on the left shoulder! As you said, it is a beautiful little birthmark. You said you like it, and you will never see it." I won't dislike you! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

"Hiss, is that right, I seem to have said it..." Zhao Rong frowned hard, and the next second his face showed a look of "sudden realization": "Oh, sorry for remembering wrong again, there is a mole on the shoulder...that is the sleeve .Xiaoxiao, there is a fingernail-sized pale pink birthmark on your left shoulder, shaped like...a plum blossom! That's right, a small plum blossom birthmark, it must be right this time."

Justice Youth: "..."

Su Xiaoxiao: "..."

The two stared blankly at the young Confucian scholar who was talking to himself and nodding.

Zhao Rong nodded slightly. He really told the truth this time... In the middle of Xiaoxiao's left shoulder, there is indeed a birthmark of a plum blossom the size of a fingernail... He liked it very much before, and he often lingered there every night and planted it diligently. Strawberry cough cough...

However, at this moment, the air between the three was dead silent.

"She...she! You...you..." Su Xiaoxiao's stunned face... suddenly collapsed: "...Wow bullying, bastard! You bastard!"

The little fox demon ran away crying.

Zhao Rong blinked, and immediately looked at the righteous young man who seemed to be stunned.

"Well, I say now that I know her, do you believe it?"

"..." The righteous youth.

Damn it, are you a person who can figure it out?The amount of information is too much...

He was stunned, and nodded stiffly at this moment.

Zhao Rong didn't pay attention to this person anymore, it has been delayed for a long time.

He quickly bypassed the young man and continued to chase Xiao Xiao...

On the spot, the stunned righteous young man lowered his head, and carefully stroked how many women this bastard had mentioned...

Good guy, this relationship is so messy!How many fucking friends do you have?Moles and birthmarks can be confused!And the location is also...

The righteous youth was filled with righteous indignation.

hateful!I haven't even touched a girl's little hands, yet you have at least three of them, and you know all about them...

The righteous young man who once naively believed that as long as he worked hard and practiced hard, there would be beautiful girls approaching him, with an expression of lovelessness in his life.

At a certain moment, the young man who acted bravely and failed shook his head in disappointment.

He was just about to leave when he was taken aback suddenly.

Hey wait, that Confucian scholar just mentioned... Qingjun?

How does it seem like I heard this name somewhere... Hey, where did I hear it...

After thinking for a while, the young man suddenly gave a jolt, and some rumors that had been circulating in the Taiqing four mansions recently gradually emerged in his mind.

Along with the spread of these rumors, the secret boudoir name of that moonlight-like fairy was quietly spread in the mansion.

Many Fusheng knew about it, but no one dared to call her...

Qingjun.

At this moment, the righteous young man turned his head sharply and looked in the direction where Zhao Rong had just left.

As if he had been struck by lightning, his insides were scorched and his outside tender, and he stood there dumbfounded...

……

Soon.

A shadowy alley behind a three-story pavilion.

Zhao Rong learned his lesson and hugged Su Xiaoxiao from behind with lightning speed.

Her crying shoulders twitched, and she struggled hard at this time.

Zhao Rong put his head into her ear from behind: "I was joking just now, don't take it seriously, if you don't say that, the hero probably still doesn't believe it, and he has to detain me as a flower picker... This is not for chasing you, a fool Well, don't cry, I was wrong, I'm sorry, okay, Xiao Xiao."

"Woooooooo..."

The little fox demon lowered her head, choked up and heard, "Why is there another...a ruffled sleeve? Who is she, woo woo woo woo."

Zhao Rong coughed, "I made it up, this is an interesting woman I met in Dali, but I have nothing to do with her, and I don't have any messy thoughts about her, just nonsense, don't take it seriously..."

Cough cough, but these girls with sleeves do have a small light brown mole on their shoulders...

Thinking of what happened that night, Zhao Rong couldn't help muttering something in his heart, but of course he wouldn't say it out loud, telling Xiao Xiao that the Fairy with Luoxiu had "opened her chest and exposed her shoulders" to him...

As for the mole on Qingjun's slender waist that he was talking about, he was also lying... She was tempered by Shenhua, except for the mole of tears, her delicate body was as white as jade and seemed flawless.

Zhao Rong has the most say on this point...

at the moment.

"Really?" Xiao Xiao asked.

"Really, she's gone now. She and I don't have the relationship you think. It's more like... friends who find each other interesting."

Zhao Rong laughed.

This is the truth.

Su Xiaoxiao turned around in his arms, raised her head, and stared at him with tears in her eyes.

She was pressing his chest and heart with her two small hands, as if she was feeling it quietly, and her eyes were fixed on Zhao Rong...

At a certain moment, the little fox demon seemed to have confirmed something, she nodded slightly, raised her hand to wipe her tears, "I... I believe you. But... But you are not allowed to make such jokes in the future!"

Her original voice was waxy and soft, but now there was still some remnants of crying, and her words choked.

To Zhao Rong's ears, for a moment, he felt that this stupid girl was extremely delicate.

Very endearing.

Zhao Rong nodded and agreed seriously.

After that, he lowered his head and wiped her tears carefully.

Su Xiaoxiao didn't seem to forgive him yet.

She bit her lip hard with her white teeth, shook her little head, and shook off Zhao Rong's tear-wiping hand.

The little fox demon said with tears in her eyes: "Then...then tell me, what are you calling me now?"

Zhao Rong was taken aback for a moment, looking at the stubborn little face, and annoyed his fox eyes.

He immediately realized that Xiaoxiao was still struggling with a certain title he had called out before.

Zhao Rong really wanted to slap himself and make you talk, now it's all right, in front of girls, one wrong word can cause so many troubles...

"Of course it's Xiaoxiao, or the little idiot..." He replied immediately, winking at the serious little fox demon.

"No...not the little idiot, not the one behind." The idiot and naive little fox demon was in a hurry, hammered the villain's chest twice, and frowned, "You are the idiot, I am Xiaoxiao."

Zhao Rong pretended to think for a while, then nodded reluctantly, "Okay, hey, I'm stupid Zhao Rong, smelly Zhao Rong, you're clever little, cute little."

Su Xiaoxiao snorted and turned her head away.

Zhao Rong tilted his head, trying to see her expression quietly, but Su Xiaoxiao turned his head to the other side, not to show him.

Zhao Rong had no choice but to dare not provoke her.

Tonight, he was indeed the one who betrayed her, forcing her to act stupid in front of Qing Jun, and to hold back her jealousy...

Zhao Rong glanced at the hair band in his hand, raised his hand to tie it on her, then hugged her lightly, and sat on the grass, with the deep night nearby, and the lights of Wanjia in the distance.

He suddenly felt that it would be great if he could sit quietly on the grass and enjoy the scenery every night with Qingjun, Xiaoxiao and Qian'er who got along well with him like this now... If you give him thousands of treasures, you won't exchange them.

Zhao Rong held Su Xiaoxiao in his arms, and he looked up at the stars in a trance, enjoying the moment of tranquility after a busy day.

However, at this moment, Su Xiaoxiao's delicate body in Zhao Rong's arms suddenly moved.

Zhao Rong followed her and let go.

Su Xiaoxiao got up and left his embrace, bowed her head and walked a few steps forward.

"You... You should go back, and you have to hurry at night."

She seemed to sniff her little nose, turned her back to Zhao Rong and said something, she didn't go to see him, she seemed to leave.

Zhao Rong was silent for a moment, then got up suddenly.

He grabbed her clenched little fist, unable to open it, so he could only wrap her fist around her.

"Let go, you can't take me to Dali, anyway, you still have to leave later, don't drag me anymore, I've been bullied enough by you today, let me go back and rest..." Su Xiaoxiao said in a tone Surprisingly calm, I don't know if he is pretending to be calm.

However, Zhao Rong nodded after hearing this.

He leaned forward, hugged her who was motionless, and then... let go of her.

No more entanglement like just now.

Su Xiaoxiao didn't seem to expect him to let her go so easily.

The little fox demon paused on the spot for a moment, then walked forward, with slow steps.

Zhao Rong stayed where he was, without moving.

Not long after, Su Xiaoxiao left here, and Zhao Rong's figure also disappeared behind her.

On the way back to the residence at night, at a certain moment, Su Xiaoxiao suddenly turned her head.

He really didn't follow.

"You...Aren't you afraid that after I leave this time, I will leave Duyou City and never see you again..." The little fox demon tilted her head, stared at the deserted path behind her, and muttered to herself in a daze.

The surroundings were silent.

No one answered either.

"So... am I really dispensable? I'm just a doormat. You don't have to worry too much... Anyway, you can bully if you want to bully..."

The little fox demon suddenly wanted to cry.

In fact, like many women, what she cares about the most... is the word 'care' after all.

What she looks like in the eyes of her lover.

Care about the position in your lover's heart.

Caring about how much my lover cares about her...

Su Xiaoxiao covered her mouth and squatted down slowly.

But before the time for three breaths, she covered her mouth and got up again, and walked towards the residence stupidly, with a lonely back.

Anyway, no one cares about a weak silly fox demon.

He is not worried, does not care.

Su Xiaoxiao tilted her head obsessively, and reached out to grab the sachet hanging on her waist, but in the next second, she couldn't grab it.

She lowered her head to her empty waist, which was still there not long ago. In order to prevent it, the little fox demon even tied the knot that someone taught her to tie tightly...

She rubbed her eyes.

The precious sachet is really gone.

The little fox demon froze in place.

I forgot to cry.

She turned around numbly, and went back the same way, but just after taking a few steps, the little fox demon suddenly burst into laughter.

Her footsteps gradually stopped, and she turned in that direction, cursing with a smile: "Stupid Zhao Rong, stinky Zhao Rong, return my sachet, return my sachet, you... If you don't return it, I won't leave... You return it to me!" Sachet."

The little fox demon seemed to be angry, but there was a smile on his face that he couldn't hide.

Talking about someone returning her sachet, but walking in the opposite direction.