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Two Hundred and Seventy-Three: Jishan Tangquan (8)

Mr. Yuan Jing smiled, and asked Liu She, "You mean Zixiao? I accepted him a while ago, and it can be regarded as a fulfillment of a shortcoming."

When he said that, the young man had already turned around and left, leaving only a slightly thin and tall figure from his back.

After hearing this, Liu She opened her eyes slightly, thinking of something.

After a long time, he whispered, "It turns out that he is the fourth apprentice of the master, and he really looks extraordinary..."

He said so on the lips, but secretly had doubts in his heart, when did Wei Zixiao become Yuan Jing's disciple?

He was startled and uncertain, and his eyes darkened.

Wei Ci is a native of Langya, and also studied in Langya, but because of family changes, he left Dongqing with his family.

Mr. Yuan Jing narrowed his eyes slightly, and his cold eyes seemed to see everything. Seeing Liu She's reaction, he said meaningfully, "Originally, I couldn't accept this apprentice. Although there is a relationship between master and apprentice, But there is really no teacher and apprentice..."

Liu She's hand holding the chess paused for a moment, her expression was appropriately curious and suspicious.

"Since that's the case, why did you accept him under the door again?"

"You don't know, this child Zixiao has a deep heart, which also makes him a clever man, but he also likes to dig into the horns. If he is not careful, he will go astray. I tried to take him as a disciple twice before, but he refused. Now he Ken had an epiphany, and I was naturally overjoyed."

For Yuan Jing, there is nothing more gratifying than promising seedlings to untie their knots and grow vigorously.

Liu She was completely stunned as if she had heard a scripture from heaven.

Only others have always chased Yuan Jing and wanted to learn from him.

There is still someone who can make Yuan Jing chase after the apprentice?

Wei Ci... It seems that Amin only said that he is a good adviser.

In short, that is—the most beautiful of wise men, and the wisest of beauties.

This is a man who brushes against official history with his face, and his scheming and scheming only appear in unofficial history books.

So... Mr. Yuan Jing, are you sure you are not joking?

"To be loved so much by my husband, I think she is not weak in all aspects."

Liu She tried her best to keep herself normal so as not to reveal her flaws.

"This is nature, Zixiao, IKEA IKEA."

Liu She and Feng Ren, who was watching the chess game, said, "..."

Wait, IKEA... IKEA?

Are you sure there is nothing wrong with this description?

thump thump——

Jiang Pengji was lazily soaking in the hot spring, with a neatly folded cloth towel on her forehead, and her long black hair was fixed on top of her head with a hairpin, revealing her slender and fair neck. Added a general filter.

Although she was still wearing clothes, the audience in the live broadcast said that they couldn't bear it.

[Sugar fried chestnuts]: #色, I really want to climb in and have a mandarin duck bath with the anchor.

[The anchor confronts me head-on]: There are always troublemakers and me robbing the anchor.

Hearing the knock on the door outside, Jiang Pengji opened her slightly drunken eyes.

There was a thin blush on her face after the mist, as if she had applied a layer of fine powder.

Is it the maid who brought the wine over?

She raised her eyebrows lightly and said lazily.

"Come in! Just put the wine by the pool..."

Outside the house, Wei Ci who got permission opened the door slightly, and the hot and humid heat rushed in, and the sight was full of white mist.

The viewers in the live broadcast room were the first to notice the abnormality. At this time, Jiang Pengji still half-closed her eyes lazily.

[Give me a chestnut]: Don't sleep, the anchor! ! ! There is a strange man coming in, be careful!

[Old Driver Lianmeng]: It's a man, not a wine delivery maid. Don't fall asleep, anchor, be careful of being taken advantage of.

[Majestic and majestic]: Anchor, you are paralyzed while sleeping, wake up quickly and hey!

Someone reminded Jiang Pengji, and naturally someone noticed the strange man's appearance.

But in a short while, the barrage of nympho licking the screen covered all those reminders, and the occasion was unprecedented.

Looking at the changes in the barrage, Jiang Pengji frowned slightly.

She didn't have to turn her head to guess the prosperous face of the person coming.

The viewers in the live broadcast room have no other advantages, and their aesthetics are quite normal. Not all beauty can make them lick the screen.

"You seem to have gone through the wrong door."

Jiang Pengji didn't turn her head back, she leaned on the edge of the pool with both arms, her whole body relaxed.

The strange man outside did not come in, but lowered his head and whispered, his voice was between a boy and an adult.

"My Xia Weici, your father has called you to Room No. 1, Tianzi, Rose Garden."

Jiang Pengji heard this, and suddenly turned her head to look at the man, and asked, "You mean my father?"

Wei Ci's body froze undetectably for a moment, then he lowered his head abruptly, and immediately returned to normal, as if the strangeness had never occurred.

He said affirmatively, "Yes, your father is playing chess with his family teacher, and I am specially ordered to come over and pass it on."

Jiang Pengji rubbed between her brows secretly, although soaking in hot springs is very comfortable, it should not be soaked for a long time.

"Why is this gentleman so cautious? Wait a moment, I'll clean up and follow you."

"It's okay, sir, do as you please."

In the next second, the door closed again, and there was a figure at the door, which showed that the person hadn't left.

Seeing this, Jiang Pengji frowned, but didn't say anything.

Climbing out of the hot spring, she temporarily closed the live broadcast room, and changed into dry robes after a simple wipe.

After doing all this well, open the live broadcast room and push open the paper door at the same time.

She said to Wei Ci who was kneeling at the door, "Please trouble me to lead the way."

At this time, without the cover of the fog, Wei Ci's appearance clearly fell into her sight.

Seeing a real person, she could understand why Yan Konggou in the live broadcast room was so excited.

The long black and thick hair was damp and hot, and it was draped over the shoulders, with wet marks printed on it, and the tips of the hair were dripping with drops of water.

The face is like a crown jade, and the skin is like fine porcelain. Because of the heat, there is a little dizziness on the cheeks, giving people a feeling of being slightly intoxicated.

Her temples were cut like knives, her eyebrows were painted like ink, and her pure black eyes were cool and calm. When she met Jiang Pengji's eyes, she didn't reveal any emotion, as if she had emptied her entire mind... Not to mention anything else Just because of this, Jiang Pengji found it interesting.

It seems that she and this young man have just met for the first time. Why is the other party so wary of her?

Turning his eyes, he thought about it.

Jiang Pengji squatted down on one knee, and slightly moved closer to the young man, her seemingly calm eyes rippled uncontrollably.

"If it wasn't for Mr. Lang's Adam's apple and ear piercing, I would have thought it was a young lady who came to Tangquan alone."

With a cold face, Wei Ci leaned back slightly, distanced herself from Jiang Pengji, and frowned slightly displeased.

"Xiao Langjun's joke is too much. Ci doesn't like others to make fun of talking about his appearance."

Jiang Pengji stood up, folded her arms around her chest and said, "I'm obviously complimenting you on your good looks."

Wei Ci pursed his lips, got up to lead the way, and said coldly, "Ci is a man, and it's really rude to use a woman as a metaphor."

Jiang Pengji: "..."

Yo, you have a big temper!

"Lanting?"

A familiar voice interjected with some doubts.

Jiang Pengji looked for her reputation, and saw a tall and handsome young man leaning on Xiaoting, smiling at her, his eyes flashing with surprise.

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