"Ruo Yu, take it away. I'm suffering from heat stroke. Didn't I see that it was sweetened by the extra sugar you put in? I'm not very good at eating sweets. You're not thanking me. You're clearly trying to harm me.

Take it away, take away that thing with the little green grass, I don’t want such a purely natural thing to be applied to my face.”

The natural growth in the lake floated in front of her, bringing with it a grassy smell that smelled of fresh fish in the water, stimulating Nan Ranxi's breathing to the greatest extent.

Nan Ranxi covered her lips and kept waving away at the handsome young man, as if she was really afraid that the grass leaves dripping with cement would stain her clean clothes and return home with mud marks.

Although two people's mansions are closely adjacent to each other, and they can see each other day and night only separated by a courtyard wall, if one person calls out the other person's name in the courtyard, it is possible that the name will actually be conveyed and heard by the other person.

, but Nan Ranxi still didn't want to have the chance to be seen by the servants in the house, so she anxiously avoided it.

"Eh? No heat stroke? The sound is rich and powerful, and it really doesn't sound like heat stroke. Okay, okay, as long as you can get me another green bamboo fan, then I can put this fan up

Saved, hey, Ranxi, a man keeps his word, don’t play tricks on me.”[

I was surprised to find that Nan Ranxi didn't have any signs of heatstroke on her whole body. The wet handkerchief in the hand of the handsome young man was thrown away without knowing where. Only a popping sound echoed in the ears of the two of them.

Beside, the echo gradually disappeared.

"I'm fooling around with you on a fan? It's so worthless. Ruo Yu, why do you like this fan so much? I heard from Yue Yue that when he saw you, you always had that fan in your hand.

, except for the time when lying on the bed to rest, holding it in the palm of my hand for ten years without interruption, through wind and rain, that

He coughed a few times to stop the sweetness in his throat.

Nan Ranxi took a new cup and poured tea into it again, mixed it with a grape and half a spoon of rock sugar and put them in the tea cup. After waiting for about a while for the rock sugar to melt, she picked up the tea cup and rinsed her mouth.

Bian asked doubtfully.

"certainly

Carefully taking out a piece of white silk from his arms, the handsome young man held the fan in his hand and gently stroked the fan bone with his fingertips to break out several branched fan surfaces. On his beautiful face, there was a touch of tenderness that was deeply rooted in leaving home.

The voice was clear and clear, describing the reasons why the green bamboo fan still exists today.

--PS: Recently, winter has arrived. It has started to snow heavily again at Xiaoshang's home. Without knowing it, Huangwen has been writing for almost a year. It is really a day that should be celebrated. But it is also because winter has arrived.

, Xiao Shang’s body seems to have entered another stage

Now that we are at a low ebb, the number of chapters that we have updated may not be ideal. I hope that those who are still reading Huangwen can understand Xiaoshang. Xiaoshang will try his best to update six times a day. If he does not have the physical strength, he may update less.
Chapter completed!