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Jing Ling played with the newly made headband and looked at it for a moment, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, how could it feel like a strip of cloth torn from her clothes? Hate it being ugly.

"Ling'er, it's time to get up." Zhang Liang's voice came from far to near, Jing Ling responded with a trembling hand, the hair tie slipped off, and quickly bent down to pick it up and hid it in his arms. Zhang Liang went in and approached, his eyes lit up when he saw half of the hair tie, "You really did it."

What does it mean to really do it?Jing Ling pushed him dissatisfied, "Hey, I don't want to hear your words anymore, when will I go back on what I promised?" She had no choice but to bite the bullet and stuff the hair tie into his hand, "Hey, I think it's ugly Just say, I’ll keep it and send it to someone else.”

Zhang Liang looked at the headband carefully, "Although it's not pretty, I don't dislike it, Linger help me tie my hair."

"Aren't you well tied up?" Jing Ling pointed at his hair.

Without further ado, Zhang Liang tore off the original headband, and waved it in his hand, "It's gone now."

……

Jing Ling really wanted to spit the water he just drank all over his face, but the way his hair was disheveled was so damn good-looking, when did she become so judged by appearances.

"Don't blame me for hurting you later," Jing Ling picked up a comb and ran it through his hair, "Your hair is smooth, you take care of it properly."

"The body, hair, skin and skin are the parents, and the ovary dare not violate filial piety." Zhang Liang closed his eyes and felt Jing Ling's combing on his head.

Jing Ling finally got a hairstyle similar to Zhang Liang's before after a lot of tinkering, and when the wind blew, his hair also flew up, and she instantly understood that the original beauty does not necessarily mean a woman, "cough cough, good gone."

Zhang Liang touched the new headband, with a smile on his face, "Ling'er, let me comb it for you." Seeing Jing Ling's reluctance, his smile deepened, "As a servant, This little matter can still be left to Zifang with peace of mind."

"Little servant? Then you asked me to comb for you just now, did you treat me as a servant?"

"How come, I just wanted to try Ling'er's technique, now the ovary has been determined." Zhang Liang asked her to sit down, and began to sort out for her from the heart to the bottom.

Jing Ling felt that it was a good feeling to be served by others, and she usually straightened her black hair casually, "What are you sure about?"

"Of course I need Zifang to comb your hair for you, otherwise it's really worrying."

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"Zhang——liang——you..." The beating became more and more difficult.

"We are very close now, so Ling'er wants to call me Ovary," Zhang Liang tied her a simple bun and put on a plum hairpin, "Okay, Qiao Xiaoqianxi, beautiful eyes hope Xi, like a lotus emerging from water."

Don't think that she won't care about him with just a few nice words, but the fact is that Jing Ling really can't match him with his words and hands, so he can't use yin and yang skills to deal with him, forget it It's clear, it's nothing to worry about, she suddenly swept the dagger at his waist, "Huh? Since when did you get used to using a dagger."

Hearing this, Zhang Liang suddenly remembered something, took the dagger from his waist and handed it to her, "This is for your self-defense."

Jing Ling took it and observed it carefully. The outer sheath was engraved with delicate bamboo, and the blade inside was light and flooded, looking quite sharp, "You found this again after cleaning up the room?"

"Ling'er is really smart. I have the sword Lingxu, so I don't need it. It just so happens that you don't have anything to defend yourself. Wouldn't it be a pity to leave it unused?"

Jing Ling was really embarrassed to take so many things from him, and every time he said nothing leaked, he didn't know how to refuse, and suddenly thought of the sentence "Throw me a papaya and repay it with Qiongju". Although Zhang Liangcai said it, how could she just I feel like I've heard someone say this a long time ago.

"Then I'll be disrespectful," Jing Ling put away the dagger, "Speaking of which, I've never seen you use Ling Xu before, why don't you show me."

Seeing her curious face, Zhang Liang rubbed her head, "Since Linger said so, let's go outside and make gestures."

"You can play alone, I don't know how to use a sword."

"Let's go, you have a dagger, I'll teach you a set of close defense methods." Without any explanation, he led Jing Ling to the courtyard.

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"Wow, this is your Lingxu, the so-called empty valley facing the wind, Yishi Lingxu, hey, there are so many red beads, how many corn cakes can be bought with just one." Just a moment ago, he was still lamenting Lingxu's detachment , the next moment she stared at Hong Zhu with bright eyes.

"Those are Beihai Jade Blood Pill Heart Beads. There are [-] in total. Calculate how many corn cakes you can exchange for them."

If someone else heard her comparing beads with meatloaf, they would definitely be furious, and this rascal was so calm.

Zhang Liang handed her Ling Xu, and took the dagger from her hand, "Come on, you hold Ling Xu, I will use this, let's fight."

Jing Ling grasped the sword and made a gesture to pull the sword flower. It looked like that, but in fact it was just an empty air after watching too many Confucian scholars practicing swords.

"Well, the momentum is good, be careful." Zhang Liang nodded, and quickly swiped the dagger towards her.

She resisted with a sword, and only heard him say, "The advantage of a dagger is close combat, so you have to get closer, and then swipe, stab, block, pick, chop..."

While listening to him, Jing Ling passively steered Ling Xu back to take the move, and lost the wind after a few back and forth.

Zhang Liang's dagger quickly arrived at her neck, "Shoot quickly, move flexibly, win by surprise."

Jing Ling pursed her lips, caught the peach blossoms that just fell with the blade of her sword, and handed them to him, "The peach blossoms are so bright that they are scorching brightly. It is better to appreciate the flowers than a sword."

"Throw me a peach, and give me a plum." Zhang Liang took Ling Xu with a smile, and put the peach blossom on Jing Ling's head very naturally.

Now Jing Ling felt unnatural, and was teased again, "You, you are obviously retaliation."

Zhang Liang thought about it, and used Ling Xu to pull several sword flowers in a row, "Then I will show you a set of sword skills."

His sword flower is really much prettier than his own.

The elegant man dancing with a sword under the peach blossom rain, and the smart woman whose eyes follow him all the time, are as beautiful as a painting.

Jing Ling looked at him wielding Ling Xu, she had no idea what kind of sword he was dancing, she only remembered the brocade pink clouds, and the graceful Zhang Liang, and she never forgot the feeling at that moment for a long time.

And when she was still watching obsessively, Zhang Liang had put Ling Xu away, and smiled back at her, "How?"

Only then did Jing Ling suddenly wake up, "Uh, yes," she rubbed her nose and mustered up her courage, "I'll give you a peach blossom every day, and you can show me your sword dance every day."

Zhang Liang smiled heartily when he heard the words, "Ling'er is still the same as before, but it's too unfair for me to move my muscles and bones alone. Let's get used to the dagger first, and then we will make gestures every day. Wouldn't it be fun."

please!Now who is the servant of whom? Jing Ling felt that this person was too self-conscious. The master refused to see the sword. Well, that's not a rejection, but why didn't she have the kind of power over the servant? What about pleasure?