Chapter 22:

Before nightfall, the caravan docked next to an inn, which was full of red dust and fireworks. www.sto123.cc
Jiang Yinghe searched the jade jade in the storage implement, and carefully analyzed Jun'er's current situation, but he still felt clueless.
The rooms are still cold, and he has no eye-blocking methods on his body, and he shows (exposed) those blood-red eyes in front of others without fear. Therefore, the inn Xiaotang of the inn is quite curious about these guests, but because Li Huanhan looks too cold, he can only look away.
Jiang Yinghe condensed his thoughts and looked at the world's words by the window. It was originally just turned over casually, but after discovering that there were (insert cha) pictures on it, he became more and more interested.
The night (color) first fell, the moonlight overflowed through the window frame, and the candlelight quaked slightly.
The door rang loudly.
Jiang Yinghe didn't lift his head, turned a page and said, "Are you still cold?"
There was a heavy response across from him. He habitually picked out the lights as usual, and then closed half of the window.
The night breeze was slightly cold, but it was obviously not a problem for the monks. Jiang Yinghe reluctantly looked up from the story and saw that Li Huanhan poured a cup of tea across from him.
The sound of water pours and wafts into the wall. Li Huanhan's eyebrow peak locked, and the action of pouring tea paused, saying: "Fanshui is used to brew Enshiyu (dew), (bad zao) rubbing tea leaves."
Jiang Yinghe didn't care much. He took the tea cup habitually (sexually) and took a sip. He said, "There is no shortage of tea, how can you be so precious."
Li Huanhan just looked at him silently and did not refute this sentence. He hesitated for a moment and asked, "What did Master Zun and Brother Qin say on the road?"
He didn't mention it. Fortunately, as soon as he mentioned it, Jiang Yinghe remembered what he said was "beginning". In Jiang Yinghe's eyes, the apprentice is so gentle and considerate, and the girl of any family is worthy of it. How can it be impossible to ask for, if there is anything "unable to ask for", it must be the other party's problem.
The teacup was placed on the table and made a jingling sound. Jiang Yinghe stared at him and replied: "I asked him if there was any admiring woman."
Li Huanhan froze for a moment and heard Jiang Yinghe continue to ask.
"How about your brother, I'm inconvenient to tell you. What about you?" Jiang Yinghe sighed. "A few days ago, when the abbot Zen Qing calculated the causality and fate for you, I said this. I am afraid a few of you Will be mistaken for the same emotional things. "
He said this for a long time, and then raised his face and asked, "It's still cold, are you secretly tempted too? The rabbit doesn't eat the grass beside the nest, both of you go to the same door."
Jiang Yinghe's words came to a halt, and he felt like he was speaking a little harder. When he wanted to relax his voice, he heard a cold and soft voice.
"There are admirers."
Acknowledged ... also admitted, am I so good-tempered? Even struggling not to struggle ... Jiang Yinghe took a deep breath and sipped her tea to moisturize her throat. She didn't say the next sentence, continued to convenience.
"Not a woman."
!
Jiang Yinghe choked on himself with a sip of tea, coughed a few times, and was madly swiped with the words "not a woman" in his mind.
The training progress bar in the upper right corner actually clicked, and the whole progress bar became pink (color)! Why do you still want me to manage the apprentice's marital status and emotional life?
Jiang Yinghe couldn't get up in one breath and coughed several times with his lips covered. And the apprentice who said such words gave him back casually.
He came over slowly, watching Li Huanhan anxiously for a while, but showing no expression to the other side, wiping his hands calmly--Jian Yinghe choked a moment ago, and tea was spilled on his hands.
No wonder it ’s hard to ask, but the most bitter is not to love, how can this be achieved? Jiang Yinghe sighed deeply at him and persuaded: "Then, it's okay if you can't catch it."
His gentle and gentle old father, even encountered the second student apprenticeship at the same time, and the apprentice loved this huge storm, and his life was really ups and downs.
Li Huanhan didn't answer his words for the first time, but slowly wiped (dry) his fingers.
The hand was white and frost-like, with slender and well-proportioned joints, thin wrists, and rounded fingertips. Under the blend of moonlight and candlelight, there was a sense of transparency like jade.
On Li Huanhan's hand was a snow-white silk par, slowly wiping (dry gan) the remaining tea on the back of Jiang Yinghe's hand, moving carefully and carefully.
After a while, Jiang Yinghe heard the apprentice whisper.
"You can't do that." He said, "I want him alone."
As soon as Jiang Yinghe heard it, he thought it was over, and Qin Jun couldn't ask, and the phrase "Han Han" revealed a strong sense of infatuation. He held his cheek halfway and asked, "Does he like you?"
Li Huanhan raised his eyes, blood eyes gave him a deep glance, holding his fingers in the palm of his hand.
"……I do not know."
His eyes are hard to describe. Even if Jiang Yinghe had no experience of falling in love with people, he felt that his apprentice was estimated to have been planted. He never found out that the other party still had this appearance.
Although he is still cold and considerate, it is rarely like now-as if a gust of wind is blowing, he can shatter his words.
Jiang Yinghe couldn't tell how many times he sighed. He pulled his finger back and looked out of the half-closed window. When he saw the bustling and bustling traffic beneath the inn, he felt a red smoke.
The place where he sat was full of moonlight, silent from all directions, only distant noises, and breathing close to his side.
"This road should be difficult to go." Jiang Yinghe said, "If you think about it, I have told you that the current situation is very dangerous. Don't step in."
Li Huanhan looked at his side face, watched the breeze brushing his hair, and slowly swayed across his ear.
"The disciple thought very clearly." He whispered, "Love robbery is nothing at present, I'm afraid he can't accept it, and will cut off contact with me in the future, it will be difficult to meet again."
Jiang Yinghe listened to this, and his heart was even more cold and cold. He glanced at a green building not far from the inn, wondering whether he should bring his children to the world, and grow up in Qingjingya one by one, it seems too easy to like others, or else ... …
As Jiang Yinghe ’s ideas continued to deviate, the bright moon in the sky was covered by dark clouds, and the peaceful and noisy
Zhanyulou
direction had just returned, and suddenly a faint dark red gas suddenly emerged, and the blood that was imperceptible was spread. In the air.
It's devilish.
Jiang Yinghe suddenly got up and walked and said: "I'll go and see, you stay here ..."
"Master," Li Huanhan said, "Since we met, we should head straight up instead of relying on the teacher. And ..."
He uttered a word, glanced at Jiang Yinghe, and locked his eyebrows to remind him: "... Are the people in the Daomen going to the blue building?"
Jiang Yinghe froze for a moment, looked down at the pale (color) Taoist suit on his body, and felt that it was a bit wrong, and it was reasonable to say that it was cold.
He hesitated for a while, while taking out a set of robe that was not a robe, he said: "The devil is strong, like a deep evil repair, and he will really fight, and I am afraid I can't protect you. "
Afterwards, his wrist was pressed and he heard the natural words of his apprentice.
"The secular clothing is complicated, let me come."
Jiang Yinghe felt for a moment that he felt like Mary Su rising from a tens of thousands of square meters (chuang) in his eyes. He couldn't even wear clothes. He just wanted to refuse and was repaid by Li Hanhan Go around the waist and tighten the girdle of the piece of clothing tightly together, (hook gou) out of the body line.
He could hear the other person's (chest xiong) mouth (强 qiang) healthy and violent heartbeat.
There is another sentence that seems to suppress some emotions.
"Master, don't move."
His hands hung together the complicated phoenix buckle (gougou) on his outer robe to smooth out the folds on his sleeve.
The distance between the two was too close at the moment, and Jiang Yinghe suddenly realized that the other party was already so high.
The apprentices he had nurtured from an early age already knew how to love and understand the overall situation.
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