[Lu Xiaofeng] Sword God's Steward

The morning sun is rising, the sun is shining, and the dewdrops on the grass are shining with little light. At this time, light and darkness alternate, and it is in line with the principle of the intersection of yin and yang in the human body, exhaling dirty air, and inhaling the essence of heaven and earth.

Ximen Chuixue ordered someone to bring Lang'er out, and carefully taught him to meditate in the yard.This child is a premature baby who is less than a month old. What is lacking is congenital. Fortunately, if he takes care of it carefully, he can make up for it the day after tomorrow.

"Sit down, cross your legs, and close your eyes." Ximen Chuuxue said lightly, and at the same time began to exercise on Lang'er's dantian, "Remember how you feel now."

"Yes!" Lang'er posed carefully to feel the warmth in his belly, his small body seemed to have some posture.

He wants to train his body to be great, so he doesn't have to worry about it when his mother comes back, and when he is in good health, he can go out, like Ergua and Goudan, running all over the street without worrying anymore Will pass out and can't stand it.

The peach blossoms at the bottom of the mountain are all in bloom, but these peach blossoms in the villa are blooming vigorously. The slightly withered peach branches have revealed new green leaves, and the petals reveal bright yellow stamens. Looking from a distance, the clusters of peach blossoms The flower is like a huge umbrella, under which sit two silent figures, one big and one small.

A gust of wind blows, pink petals fall, and the faint fragrance of peach blossoms permeates everywhere. This is an ink painting of spring peaches. When Mo Mengke came to pass on the meal, he saw such a scene. The two seemed to be in the painting. Immortals give people the illusion that they are really father and son.

Ever since the plum blossoms were planted, Mo Mengke hadn't really looked at the other flowers and plants in the yard. Now he suddenly fell in love with this kind of plants. Although he couldn't bear to interrupt them, the child couldn't stand the hunger .

"It's time to eat, Axue. This morning I made yam pork bone herbal porridge, and the big meat buns and various snacks that my mother sent over. It's very rich, and it won't taste good when it's cold." Mo Mengke smiled I pinched Lang'er's face, lived for a month, and seemed to have gained a little weight.

"En." Ximen Chuuxue stood up and walked towards Mo Mengke suddenly.

This short distance startled Mo Mengke, he could kiss each other with just pouted, just when he thought that Ximen Chuuxue was going to do something unsuitable for children, who knew, Ximen Chuuxue just took it from the end of his hair The next petal said lightly, "It's stuck."

His face was bloody, he was mentally prepared, and this person actually picked off a petal and left. Are the two lovers? Poor review!

In the afternoon, it was Mo Mengke who taught Lang'er how to read and write. He didn't just let the children learn how to read and practice calligraphy, but he gave lectures based on the things he saw today.

"Look, this is the word peach, that's how the beautiful peach blossoms in the yard are written. The short peach blossoms are on the water's edge, and the willow catkins are lightly dotting the clothes. Look, this is the word flocculation, and your mother's name is written like this." Mo Mengke patiently held Lang'er's hand and wrote it again, and then explained the meaning to him.

Lang'er was a little excited to write down his mother's name, then asked Mengke, Ximen Chuuxue, and his dear sister Xiaoxue's name, and began to copy stroke by stroke.

After the class was over, Lang'er suddenly and mysteriously pulled Xiaoxue into a corner and whispered, "Sister Xiaoxue, can I call you the owner's father?"

The present life is something he has never thought of before, except that his mother is not around, everything is like a dream, this unreal feeling of dreaming makes him suddenly think of his long-cherished wish: he wants to have a father .

"Why? If you want a father, isn't the young master more suitable?" Xiaoxue was a little surprised. The owner of the villa was always expressionless and looked cold, but the young master was really using all his patience and care to greet Lang'er. Come on, if you choose one of the two, the children should like the young master more, right?

"Master's hands are very big, just like Daddy's." Sometimes when he did a good job in meditation, Ximen Chuuxue would silently touch his head to show his praise. The feeling that those big warm hands gave him was that he always wanted.

Mo Mengke, who was eavesdropping from a distance, silently looked at his slender fingers, "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it to be smaller than the size of my palm."

The praying mantis catching the cicada and the oriole were behind him, but Mo Mengke didn't know that there was also a man in fluttering white clothes standing not far behind him. After hearing Mo Mengke's muttering, the corners of his mouth curled up silently.

"Shuang Jiang, are the son and the owner playing hide-and-seek?" As a shadow guard who was always required to stay in the shadows, it was difficult for Han Lu to appreciate the fun of this hide-and-seek game.

"You won't understand even if I say it. I used to be stupid, but after being soaked in sea water for a few days, it will become even worse." Shuang Jiang lightly tapped Han Lu's head twice, "It's like this in the love|human world. It's just that the owner of the villa also knows This kind of love|interest."

"Is love | the world like this? It's strange, I really can't understand." Han Lu frowned and thought about it seriously, then gave up.

"Well, but the love|human world is not only these implicit sentiment|interests, but also hugs, kisses, that, and more enthusiastic expressions. In short, if you like someone, you must always want to look at him, always want to I want to stay with him, I always want to be more intimate." Shuang Jiang answered patiently, and silently added in his heart, just like I do to you.

"Why?" Han Lu felt that if there were two people, shouldn't it be more troublesome?It's easy to quarrel if you have different opinions, right?

"... This way you will be comfortable, uh, happy. Even conflicts are also happy." Shuang Jiang smiled, "Would you find it troublesome to be with me?"

"No, Shuang Jiang, you are different." Han Lu lived with Shuang Jiang since he was a child. He and himself are a whole, and they are an indispensable part of his life. At that time, he was exhausted from swimming in the sea, and the first thing he thought of was A person is not a son or a villa owner, but Shuang Jiang.

He thought that the shadow guards in the villa were all in pairs, and if he died, the son would ask Han Lu to find another partner, that person would take his name and position, and Han Lu would also happily joke with that person!Thinking of this, he suddenly had infinite strength.

"What's different?" Shuang Jiang knew the answer, but deliberately joked.He is using practical actions to prove what is love|human love|interest.

"It's just different! You are me, I am you, and I am different from those people!" Han Lu suddenly said irritably, "Don't you think so? Do you think I am troublesome?"

"How could it be? Of course I think the same as you!" Shuang Jiang was taken aback. It was the first time he saw this wood losing his temper, and he was foolishly indifferent before.Can he think that this is spring, and the dead trees are about to bloom?

When he was thinking this way, Han Lu suddenly leaned over and kissed him, "Let's be lovers, even if I die in a mission, you have to tell the owner that your partner is only me, You can't give Han Lu's name to anyone else either!"

Before Shuangjiang, he regretted letting Han Lu go to the island by himself, but now he began to feel a little rejoicing that the life and death really allowed the human body to experience more comprehension.

The author has something to say: Today is the author whose life has been messed up recently:

Well, don’t doubt it, this is the transitional chapter, the next time we meet again is the story of the Forbidden Top~(≧▽≦)/~啦啦啦~ The city’s main line is thick~~ I will skip the story of the Embroidered Thief Ah~ The main reason is that I don't have much feeling for this story, and I can't wait for that so-and-so rough~

In other words, everyone, don’t get your hopes up, the city is mainly dissatisfied, you can just talk about it, and don’t want to move bricks o(>﹏<)o Don’t~ If you shoot dead, you won’t be able to write more ~

[PS: I originally planned to update the article last night, but I fell asleep halfway through the reply to the message. ]

[PPs: Tomorrow’s Chinese Valentine’s Day, I wish you all the same sweetness as the proprietor and the others. I’m single, and I will update the article tomorrow. After all, I still owe everyone~]