Elves and fairies, who do you look at?
Fairies are definitely more eye-catching, but fairies are there, and everyone in the world can look up to them, and elves can run away, and they will disappear without a trace if you don't pay attention.
Shui Miaomiao and Leng Ningchi came hand in hand. Shui Miaomiao was wearing a veil and stumbled as she was not used to being tripped. Leng Ningchi hurriedly supported her.
Shui Miaomiao blinked at Leng Ningchi and chuckled.
He had never seen Shui Miaomiao like this before. Even with a veil, Tuo Yanjun could feel her smiling. The smile reached her eyes, bringing out a hint of charm.
Naturally, she lowered her hand beside her. She felt itchy and wanted to go up and pinch her. Tuo Yanjun put his hand behind his back.
She should wear a thin cloak, Shui Miaomiao thought.
Walking out of the courtyard, Shui Miaomiao was shocked again. She looked around like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden. Is this still the Ying Mansion with dead trees?
The thick snow disappeared overnight, the dead trees were reborn, and the greenery was full of joy.
"They're all little tricks." Tuo Yanjun looked at Shui Miaomiao's surprise and said disdainfully, "If Leng Qiaoxian had to celebrate her birthday in Yaocheng, it wouldn't be such a troublesome thing. But if not, it wouldn't be like Wen Ren. The financial resources are strong.”
Wen Renxian was too lazy to talk to Tuo Yanjun. He looked at Shui Miaomiao. He wanted to hold Shui Miaomiao's hand, but Shui Miaomiao had both hands on Leng Ningchi's arm.
After staring for a while, Wen Renxian asked, "Aren't you cold?"
"Ah?" Shui Miaomiao lowered her head and looked at herself. You guys prepared these clothes. Isn't it a little late to ask me if I'm cold?
"It's sunny today, I'm afraid you'll be hot. The spring satin is mixed with dragon yarn, so it won't withstand the cold."
Shui Miaomiao listened blankly, feeling Leng Ningchi beside her pulling away the arm held by her.
"Haha." Tuo Yanjun chuckled and bumped into Wen Renxian, "You are afraid of heat and cold. After all, the sun today is not real. It will always maintain this temperature and continue to heat the ground. It will take a lot of time to find this body for you. How strong is it?"
Lord Tuo Yan clenched his hands behind his back.
Wen Renxian glanced at Tuo Yanjun and felt that he was exaggerating, so he didn't put any effort into it.
But Tuo Yanjun was different. He followed Wen Renxian to visit every silk shop in Yaocheng. There were not many silk and satin cloths, but there were so many women.
"I really don't understand you. It doesn't produce heat, and it has to be made of silk that can be used for formal wear. Can't it be made of satin? It has to be so troublesome."
It seemed that he had told Wen Renxian that he was allergic to Bairou Satin, but that was just a casual comment and not true.
But Shui Miaomiao still didn't understand. What Tuo Yanjun said was that it would be very hot today had anything to do with Wen Renxian asking whether he was cold or not.
"You have been practicing dance recently, must you be stupid? The spring satin mixed with dragon gauze will not generate heat, but at the same time it will become extremely cold-resistant. So your master is asking you, aren't you cold when you lean on Leng Ningchi?"
"What nonsense are you talking about!"
Before Shui Miaomiao finished speaking, Leng Ningchi had already taken out his arm.
"It seems you don't have to answer."
Leng Ningchi's actions showed everything.
Tuo Yanjun looked at Leng Ningchi with interest, "I like your technique very much, can you share it with me?"
If I learn how to do this, will I be able to drive away the women who lean on me by emitting this cold energy all the time without using my spiritual power?
Think about it, forget it, Shui Miaomiao is afraid of the cold.
Leng Ningchi ignored Tuo Yanjun. She took a small step to the side and stared at Shui Miaomiao's side face. Shui Miaomiao glared at Tuo Yanjun dissatisfied.
If you feel cold, why don't you say anything and why do you keep leaning on me?
"Why are you staring at me?" Tuo Yanjun spread his hands. This was mentioned by Wen Renxian. I saw that you didn't understand but he kindly explained it.
But even if you don't understand, Leng Ningchi's reaction is very quick, I want to glare at your master!
Wen Renxian stepped forward, interrupted what Tuo Yanjun was about to say, and took Shui Miaomiao's free hand, "It's getting late, let's go have breakfast first."
Ying Yunsu got up early, and to be precise, she didn't sleep all night. Even if she was in trouble, Wenren Hongye would appear in her sight today, unless she dug out her own eyes.
The sun hurt people's eyes. Standing on the pavilion, Ying Yunsu closed her eyes. For a moment, she felt that she was no longer shining in the city, so what was the point of running to the city.
Forget it, the protagonist of this banquet is not myself.
Opening his eyes, a group of people came into view.
Ying Yunsu's first sight fell on Leng Ningchi. Leng Ningchi was a dazzling presence there. The dress I chose was indeed right.
Ying Yunsu admired the fairy-like and jade-colored Leng Ningchi, nodded with satisfaction, glanced away, sighed, and pressed her eyes hard.
Tuo Yanjun and Wen Renxian were dressed similarly today, with the same jade trees and graceful demeanor. Every time Ying Yunsu saw them, she would have the illusion that she had two sons.
It's just that today there is no shoulder to shoulder.
What's in between? He poked his head around.
Shui Miaomiao stretched her head behind Tuo Yanjun across from Tuo Yanjun. She was trying her best to chat with Leng Ningchi, but Leng Ningchi didn't look very emotional.
I had to stand up and blinked sadly.
Is it Shui Miaomiao?
Ying Yunsu had never paid attention to Shui Miaomiao, she was just an ordinary crazy girl.
But when Shui Miaomiao rolled her eyes, she smiled brightly, like a cunning fox, she would find a way, and she was an expert at coaxing Leng Ning.
"I really made a mistake." Ying Yunsu murmured, suddenly looking again, Shui Miaomiao, who was wearing a veil with only one pair of eyes exposed, looked so like the little girl from Kuan Quan Sect.
'Zi Feiyu An knows the joy of fish. '
Ying Yunsu quite liked this sentence. Everyone thought that she was as depressed as a resentful woman in her boudoir, but you must know that some things are in her hands.
Wen Renxian was holding Shui Miaomiao, and Tuo Yanjun was walking beside Shui Miaomiao. The colors of the three of them were so similar. If one of them changed gender, Ying Yunsu felt that she would start to have a headache again.
Wen Renxian suddenly stopped and glanced at Tuo Yanjun.
Lord Tuo Yan was horrified by the sight.
I don’t know how Tuo Yanjun knew exactly what he wanted to wear every day, but he ignored this point. He took Shui Miaomiao with him, not only to introduce her to everyone, but also to introduce everyone to Miaomiao.
If you meet Shui Miaomiao in the future, you can also buy three-point thin noodles.
But now I can't tell the difference.
"Where is your Guxian Sect waist card?" Wen Renxian asked.
"Here it is." Shui Miaomiao took out the waist badge from Shui Yingyin and presented it with both hands.
"Miaomiao never remembers every time I tell her not to leave her waist tag and not put it into the space." Wen Renxian took the waist tag and handed out the Hidden Immortal Sword.
Shui Miaomiao held the Hidden Immortal Sword and watched blankly as Wen Renxian knelt down on one knee and tied the belt around his waist, "Okay."
Now everyone should be able to tell at a glance whose disciple Shui Miaomiao is.
The sect's waist badges are slightly different depending on the peaks.
Shui Miaomiao's sect waist badge is naturally exactly the same as Wen Renxian's.
