[Comprehensive martial arts] Beauty under the skirt

Ding Wei Day, Wuwu Month, Guisi Year

It is advisable to travel, happy to meet again.

Lu Xiaofeng first ate meat buns at Lao Ma Ji in the east of the city, and then drank a bowl of bean curd in Tianxianglou.

"Sweet or salty?"

The boss asked again.

Lu Xiaofeng frowned: "I always only drink salty."

He is a frequent visitor in Tianxianglou, so there is no need to say these things.

The boss shook his head: "But today's new chef can only make sweet ones."

"Is the sweet one better than the salty one?"

Lu Xiaofeng stroked the two beards around his lips, his beard was strangely long and also very strangely trimmed.From a distance, it looks like eyebrows.

The boss smiled: "Everyone in Xianglou drinks sweets today."

This is really strange.

Could it be that the new master's craftsmanship is really that good?

Lu Xiaofeng looked suspicious in his eyes.

At this time, the hot tofu curd was brought out from the back room.

Everyone in the lobby stopped for an instant.

Are they looking at the bowl of bean curd?

No, what they are looking at is the person serving bean curd.

Girls with veils came slowly from downstairs.

Lu Xiaofeng sighed, and slowly looked away.

He lightly ground his teeth and chopsticks, took a mouthful of side dishes and ate slowly.

"You don't want to drink my bean curd?"

The girl put the plate on the table and asked softly.

Lu Xiaofeng saw her hand first.

Unlike ordinary women who applied Danko, her fingertips were clean with a touch of polish.It looks like jade, plain and snow.

Those are beautiful hands.

You can't even notice the tiny calluses.

Those hands were now at his side.

Lu Xiaofeng smiled: "Is today's bean curd made by a girl?"

He is a very attractive man.

Tsing Yi is unruly, with a kind of uninhibited and chic courage when he smiles.

So most women in this world like him.

The veiled girl shook her head: "Only this bowl is made by me."

She was talking about the bowl in her hand.

Everyone downstairs couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

Naturally, they ordered this sweet bean curd for the veiled girl.

"Is this bean curd for me?"

Lu Xiaofeng said.

The girl nodded: "Could it be that there are others here?"

There seemed to be some smiles in her eyes, and she looked at him gently.

No man can refuse such a pair of eyes.

Many people below are ready to move.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't pick up the spoon.

He is a prodigal son.

And is a very romantic prodigal son.

So it is natural to know that beauty often represents trouble.

The more beautiful the more deadly.

What's more, the beauty even made bowls of bean curd for him.

This is tantamount to a reminder.

Wu Qun sighed: "Are you afraid?"

Her voice was soft and seemed a little sad.

Lu Xiaofeng shook his head and said, "I'm afraid I can't let the girl get what she wants."

He's always sober when he's not drinking.

And he is not a fool who is dazzled by beauty.

Wu Qun smiled.

"Then you can drink tofu curd now."

"Oh?"

Lu Xiaofeng asked.

Then the beauty shook her head: "My request is very simple."

She looked at Lu Xiaofeng and raised the corners of her lips slightly:

"I just want to find a master."

This request is really not difficult.

Lu Xiaofeng stretched out his hand to support the prostrating beauty, and the water-red flying sleeves slipped from between his fingers, carrying the coolness of a gentle narcissus.

Wu Qun lowered her eyebrows slightly.

But the man said: "The girl's skirt is very beautiful."

He has withdrawn his hand.

Wu Qun smiled: "If you see my face, you won't just say the dress is beautiful."

Lu Xiaofeng sighed: "But I know that the veil of this beauty is not so easy to reveal."

As soon as Lu Xiaofeng finished speaking, he froze.

Because the girl in the water-red dress has taken off her veil with a smile.

That is really a beautiful face, Qiushui is the god jade as the bone.

She smiled slowly, and all the rouge in the world would fade away.

Such a woman is born to be a man's dream.

At this moment, the dream-like beauty was watching him quietly.

Lu Xiaofeng shook his head: "I finally understand why you want to find a master."

If there is no one to protect such a beauty in the Jianghu, I am afraid that she will wither quickly.

He thought of this and stopped talking.

Because although he knew many people, he didn't know exactly who to entrust this beauty to.

None of the original candidates seemed to be suitable anymore.

Lu Xiaofeng is a prodigal son, so his friends will naturally be more lustful.

He was really hesitant, but he heard the beauty say: "If Mr. Lu is troubled, there is a candidate here, Ah Qun."

"Oh?"

Lu Xiaofeng slowly raised his brows.

Wu Qun's long eyelashes trembled slightly, which was really moving under the twilight.

She said softly: "A'qun has admired Master Ximen for a long time."

It was quiet in the private room.

After a long time, Lu Xiaofeng had a strange expression on his face: "Which owner of Ximen Villa are you talking about?"

Wu Qun sighed softly:

"There is no second Ximen Chuuxue in this world."

The answer is clear.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Miss, do you know where Wanmei Villa is, and who is Ximen Chuuxue?"

He never imagined that one day a peerless beauty would come and tell him that she wanted to worship Ximen Chuuxue as her teacher.

Wu Qun shook her head: "A Qun naturally knows."

"But I still want to learn swords." She said lightly.

Those clear and soft eyes looked at Lu Xiaofeng seriously.

It seems that everyone in the world thinks that women should not hold swords, especially a stunning beauty.

Lu Xiaofeng stopped talking.

Because he knew that Ximen Chuuxue thought so.

Asking him to accept a female apprentice is tantamount to nonsense.

Lu Xiaofeng smiled wryly: "If you want to learn swordsmanship, you might as well go to Emei."

"The four masters of swordsmanship under Dugu Yihe are also extraordinary."

He always felt that the beauty learning the sword was more like playing tricks, if he wanted to protect himself, he might as well go to Emei, at least Dugu Yihe always protected his weaknesses.

But he couldn't say that when he saw the beautiful eyes.

Wu Qun lowered her eyebrows slightly, her face was a little pale: "I know Mr. Lu is doing it for my own good, but A Qun only wants to worship Master Ximen as her teacher in her life."

It was the first time for Lu Xiaofeng to meet such a girl.

A beauty, especially a peerless beauty, should have chosen an easier path.

But there was a strange feeling in his heart.

In the end Lu Xiaofeng just sighed: "Ximen Chuuxue will go to Shanxi for a banquet in three days, if you want to see him, you might as well come with me."

The beauty by the window finally smiled.

She was originally sad, but now she smiled like the first bloom of spring, so beautiful.

"Thank you, Mr. Lu."

She leaned down slowly.

Lu Xiaofeng sighed slightly, what he didn't say was: Ximen Chuuxue didn't go to Shanxi for a banquet, but to kill someone.

He always hoped that a girl like her could figure it out by herself after seeing Ximen Chuuxue's sword skills.

It was a dead end after all.