Baoer knew that if she hadn't insisted on it, her brother Mu Fan would definitely not have let her practice swordsmanship.

It is inevitable that Brother Mu Fan is angry. After all, she came back from practicing swords in the morning and agreed to him not to practice in the afternoon.

But she was just stubborn and asked Brother Mu Fan to promise her that she would teach her another trick in the afternoon, otherwise she would not even have a lunch break.

Baoer knew her own situation. If she couldn't take a good rest during lunch break, it would be bad for her health.

Brother Mu Fan agreed to her helplessly, but once she started practicing swords, she couldn't stop.

Today's exercise must have exceeded Brother Mu Fan's limits. No, it should be said that it exceeds the limits that my body can bear, so Brother Mu Fan is really angry at this moment.

Mu Fan didn't make a sound, gently rubbed Baoer's wrist.wavv

His movements are extremely soft, and his fairy-like face can give people the warmth of spring breeze.

However, Mu Fan, who always had always been very cold, could only see him in front of Baoer.

Looking at this scene, Murong Xueer's jealousy can be imagined, but she was also happy, at least she could imagine it.

I don’t know when I will get the pity of Brother Mu Fan? She found that she really liked him more and more.

But Tuobashuo just looked at Mu Fan with an admiring look. His breath, his techniques and strength were not comparable to ordinary people.

Judging from Baoer's appearance, you will know how much she enjoys now.

"Brother Mu Fan, I think you are getting better and better." Baoer looked at Mu Fan and blinked his eyes, feeling so comfortable that he seemed to forget that there were other people here.

Mu Fan withdrew his gaze on her wrist, raised his eyes and glanced at the disobedient girl, but she was still helpless.

Baoer stretched out his other hand that had not yet been served, and his jade fingers slid upwards on the corner of Mu Fan's mouth.

"If Brother Mu Fan smiles, Baoer will not feel any pain."

Mu Fan sighed lightly, but there was no unnecessary expression.

"Brother Mu Fan." Baoer mumbled his lips and called softly, "I still feel very painful."

"I'll be gentle." Mu Fan's voice sounded a little low.

"No." Baoer shook his head, "If you laugh, I won't hurt."

Mu Fan raised his eyes to look at Baoer again, curled his lips slightly, and looked down at her wrists in a blink of an eye.

Although his technique has reached the point of being pure, he still does not allow himself to make any mistakes.

After all, this soft little hand belongs to Baoer. If possible, Mu Fan is willing to bear all the pain for her.

"Brother Mu Fan is so nice!" Baoer smiled happily.

Seeing Baoer's appearance, Murong Xueer became even more disdainful.

If she hadn't given Brother Mu Fan's face, she really wanted to scold Chu Qianyi. Not only did she have to say that, she would have forced her brother Mu Fan to smile!

However, why didn’t Brother Mu Fan look at her and smile? If he could look at himself and smile, Murong Xueer felt that she would be so happy.

Mu Fan kept rubbing Baoer's wrist until her right hand stopped trembling, and he gently put down her right hand and picked up her left hand.

Even though he kept repeating the same action, Mu Fan still rubbed it lightly without getting tired of it.

After both hands were comfortable, Baoer remembered that there was still someone else beside her.

She turned her head and looked at Murong Xueer and Tuobashuo not far away, and smiled a little embarrassedly.
Chapter completed!