[Comprehensive] Goddess of Bryan

Xiaoque's body trembled like a conditioned reflex, and her face turned pale.After a while, she saw that Mrs. Lan was just looking at her with a smile and didn't say anything else, so she breathed a sigh of relief and said with a forced smile, "Madam was joking."

Mrs. Lan shook her head helplessly: "You, you... Isn't it good to like someone."

Xiao Que lowered her head and didn't speak, she just pushed the tray with the teapot and delicate snacks towards the lady.

In fact, what she thought in her heart was that if she had the appearance of his wife, she would definitely express her love for Master Qianye.

Compared with Madam, she is too humble, and her love is also humble, so humble...not even qualified to be known by Mr. Qianye.

As long as... as long as she can serve the adults so closely, she will be satisfied.

Bai Lan looked away from the bowed maid, picked up a piece of dessert with her snow-white sharpened fingertips, and then put it into her mouth with her other hand.

She was telling the truth, it must feel good to like someone, but unfortunately, only others like her, but she never knew what it was like to like others.

No matter what kind of love it is, as long as it is love, even if it is the longing love of a beggar for a princess, it will never be base.

Love is one of the noblest elements in a human being.

Although Prynne didn't have it, it didn't prevent her from appreciating this ingredient.

Unfortunately, it seems that Xiaoque still can't understand this.

A small piece of snack was finished in three mouthfuls, Bai Lan clapped her hands and took the towel handed by Xiao Que to wipe it off, then took the teacup, and then said: "If you tell me, I will tell Mr. Xiongshu for you. "

The fingers that were folding the towel trembled suddenly and stopped, but Xiaoque's head hung lower.

After a long time, she whispered: "Xiaoque never, never..."

Really boring.

Bai Lan took a sip of the tea, her mouth was full of fragrance, but tasteless impatience appeared in her heart again.

Now that the parties have said so, of course she will not talk too much. After getting rid of the greasy taste in her mouth, she stood up and said that she would go for a walk in the yard.

This hot spring villa is exclusively for the daimyo of the country of fire to live in. The furnishings inside are all exquisite, and the artificially created scenery is also beautiful. The courtyard where Bailan is currently located is beautiful.

It's late autumn, the maple leaves are like fire, the ground is dark red, the trees are full of red new leaves and yellow leaves that are about to wither, and there are fallen leaves floating on the water of the pond, even the air seems to be dyed. This deep and light color.

Bailan walked slowly under a red maple plant, looked up at the deep and shallow, light and dark red above her head, and could see the sky through the gaps between the maple leaves. The sky in autumn was blue and cloudless, especially against the maple leaves, it was as blue as if Tears in the eyes of lovers.

She couldn't help stretching out her hand, wanting to touch the blue color, but when she reached halfway, she suddenly woke up, and then put down her hand, laughing secretly at how she had become stupid all of a sudden. Turn it slowly, carefully admiring the grain on the blade.

"Xiaolan." A gentle and affectionate call.

Bai Lan raised her head, and the person standing under the porch was Xiao Que's crush, her current benefactor, Chino Yuki.

The handsome man was still wearing the black official uniform, holding a folding fan of the rising sun and the seascape that he never left. His skin was fair, his black hair was like ink, his eyes were drooping, and his eyes were full of affection.

He looks at you like you are the only one for him.

Bai Lan held the red maple, smiled at him, and called his name tenderly: "Mr. Xiongshu."

It's all acting, but it depends on who can act more realistically and move people more.

The girl in the white purple bearded branch pattern stands under the fiery maple tree, her stunning face is blushed by the maple leaves, her narrow and charming eyes are shimmering, and her purple pupils reflect her gradually enlarged and clear figure. There is also a red leaf on it.

Chino Yuki felt as if he had turned into that leaf, being held by that slender white finger, turning and playing with it at will.He slowly approached Bai Lan, and suddenly remembered how he looked when he saw her for the first time.

At that time, his frame had not yet reached the other building, and the guards outside suddenly made noise on the way. He pushed open the bamboo curtain with a fan, and saw a head of snow-white long hair through the gap of the bamboo strips.

The girl, wearing weird revealing clothes, looks like a ninja but is not at all, passed out on the side of the road.Although she was unconscious, she seemed to be in a deep sleep. It was Kaguya Hime sleeping peacefully on the grass. The sun fell on her face, illuminating the whole world.

"Xiao Lan." Chino Yuki called out the girl's name emotionally, closed the folding fan, took her hand, and smiled at her: "Meeting you is the luck of my life."

"Really..." The white-haired girl chuckled softly, her eyes narrowed as if she was very happy, "Then you are really unlucky, you traded all your luck points for me."

Chino Yuki knew that she was teasing herself again, and she was the only one who dared to speak to herself like this. In the eyes of others, he was the daimyo of the Land of Fire, but in her eyes, he was just Chino Yuki.

Under the red maple tree, the handsome and elegant young man embraced the white-haired girl in his arms, both of them had honey-like smiles on their faces.

Xiao Que in the distance watched this scene, bit her lower lip hard with her teeth, and dug her fingernails into her palms without knowing it. Mrs. Lan's previous words echoed in her ears again: "If you speak out, I will tell Xiong Shu for you. Jun."

If she said it... wouldn't Lord Qianye really look contemptuous?

Her little bird...is she really qualified...

Xiaoque was at a loss, regretted, and was afraid.

Unfortunately, no one can answer her question.

The next day, as soon as Bai Lan sent away the annoying guy Chino Yuki, Uchiha Madara reported to her on time.

Probably because it was in the daimyo annex, this rumored powerful ninja did not bring his weapon, but came here wearing a simple turtleneck and trousers.

As soon as Madara entered the room, Bai Lan's eyes fell on the other's palms hanging on both sides of his body.

With slender fingers, well-defined joints, and fair skin, the hands were just as beautiful as she imagined.

She crooked her eyes in a smile, and the corners of her mouth stretched, looking more and more like a fox: "Mr. Madara."

At first hearing such an intimate address, Madara was taken aback for a moment, then coughed a few times dryly, and moved her fingers, as if she was about to curl up, but in the end she was restrained, and then relaxed again.

Madara told himself that the reason why he didn't wear gloves today was because it was hot today and wearing gloves was uncomfortable, so he didn't have to care about the reaction of the person in front of him at all.

The lie repeated too much, it became true, at least Madara calmed down completely, went to sit down in front of Mrs. Lan, opened Sharingan, raised her hand, and gathered chakras as before.

No matter how many times he looked at it, Bai Lan was always amazed by these special eyes.

The entire eyeball turned red, and there were three connected black hook jade floating in it, forming a gorgeous and weird pattern, which looked ominous but fascinated.

She admired it for a while, and then asked with satisfaction: "Why do Izuna-kun and Madara-san have different eye patterns?"

Bai Lan gestured with her fingers: "His looks like this, and yours looks like this."

Originally, this kind of thing should not be said to foreigners, but considering that the other party is not even a ninja, Madara only hesitated for a moment and said frankly: "Everyone's Sharingan is not exactly the same."

"Hmm...that is to say, Madara-san's Sharingan and Izuna-kun's Sharingan have different functions."

Madara took a deep look at her, reconfirming that she was not only good-looking but also quick-witted.

Seeing Madara's acquiescence, Bai Lan's smile deepened, and she took a few steps forward on her knees and leaned closer to him, forcing the man to lean back.

Bai Lan pretended not to see him deliberately avoiding her movements, and only stared at Madara's Sharingan carefully. After observing left and right for a long time, she made a decision: "I still prefer Mr. Madara..."

She paused deliberately, keenly caught Uchiha Madara's breathing changing rhythm in an instant, and then continued: "The eyes."

"..."

Uchiha Madara glared at her coldly, but he didn't receive the expected fear, and didn't even flinch at all.

The little girl with white hair and purple eyes continued to smile with crooked eyebrows, as proud as a little fox who stole honey.

So, on weekdays, what happened to the situation where he only had to face a face that people in the tribe would not dare to show?Is it because his bluffing skills have regressed, or is Bai Lan too courageous?

Madara thought about it for a while, and felt that it was because Bai Lan was too courageous.

Beautiful women are more courageous, because they are born well, and others tend to treat them more gracefully, and the two are often directly proportional before.

The treatment is carried out in this kind of daily teasing. Bailan teases Uchiha Madara one after another, but cleverly grasps the speed. Every time he stops before reaching the mark of his seriousness, Madara gets stuck. It is very uncomfortable and very tricky to get up and down.

He had never dealt with such a person before, he had a certain amount of advance and retreat, and he had a good grasp of it. No matter how much he wanted to distance himself from her, after a few jokes, the relationship between the two of them was still a lot closer invisibly.

This made Madara very distressed. When he thought of going back, he would have to face his younger brother Quanna's nagging again. His head was so big that he couldn't turn his face against Bailan directly. In the end, he had to stop in a hurry, announced that today's treatment was over, and then ran away. As if rushing out of this familiar and terrifying room.

Seriously, treating a Mrs. Lan is more tiring than doing an S-level task.

Seeing that Uchiha Zebra slipped away non-stop, Bai Lan didn't stop him, and added more fire.It should be said that this fire should not be added at this time.

So she let Uchiha Madara leave without any intention of staying, which made Uchiha Madara begin to suspect that she had no intention of that at all.

If Bai Lan really didn't mean it that way, but he was acting passionately on his own...

Madara frowned, looking down at the lines on his palm.

His hands were too pale because of wearing gloves all the year round, and several joints were covered with thick calluses. It was such hands that killed countless enemies, but they were helpless against an ordinary girl who was powerless. .

Madara clenched his palms into fists, his face sank like water—it turned out that he was acting affectionate.

Compared to Madara's depression, Quan Nai was much more elated. He was afraid that Brother Ban would have some ambiguous entanglements with that Mrs. Lan. Families are harmful rather than beneficial.

Unfortunately, when one of them was relaxing and the other was depressed, Mrs. Lan's maid brought over a box of snacks, naming them for Uchiha Madara, and saying that Mrs. Lan specially ordered them to make them.

Immediately, the moods of the two quickly turned upside down, the corners of Madara's mouth twitched upwards, but Quanna's face was pulled down.

Even Yuki Chino had heard about this, and he pretended to mention it casually when he came to Bai Lan at night.

Bai Lan was opening the folding fan he gave him, admiring the pattern of sakura blowing snow on it, and after hearing what he said, she replied nonchalantly: "After all, the patriarch of the dignified clan is here to treat me every day, so I don't want to thank you."

Yuki Chino put his arms around her shoulders, pulled her into his arms, and stroked the long and smooth white hair: "Well, yes, he was left here, and the Uchiha clan lost in one breath." Several task lists."

Bai Lan lay on his arm, turned her head to look at him: her face was full of confusion: "What do you mean?"