The teachers and students of Wufang School have been having a very boring life recently.

After counting on my fingers, Miss Qingwan hasn't been here for more than half a month!

They desperately need Su Damei to add some seasoning to her boring life.

Even if they ran to Lezhai, they would not see Su Qingwan nine times out of ten times.

Even if I saw it occasionally, Su Qingwan was quickly taken away by the noble boss. She clearly wanted to see the beauty, but she ended up stuffing her mouth with dog food. She lived her days by day, so don't be too sad.

However, today, everything is different.

Miss Qingwan, who has not appeared for many days, specially sent someone to send a landscape painting for students from Wufang Academy to copy, realizing the students' wish to see things and think of others.

The students of Wufang Academy spontaneously framed Su Qingwan's paintings and hung them on the square of the school. They also specially raised an umbrella to shade the painting.

"Look, this is our handwritten painting by Miss Qingwan."

"To be honest, when I saw this painting, I knew it was the work of Miss Qingwan."

"This painting is as beautiful as Miss Qingwan's person!"

"Hello, let me introduce you to you. This is the number one beauty in our school."

"……ah?"

"Yes, we have now fallen to the point where we can only see paintings."

"Sister, when you see me laughing, my heart is actually crying. I want to see Miss Qingwan! God knows that I have never caught up with me after coming to Wufang School!"

"Brother, do you think I don't want to? But I can't beat Miss Qingwan's husband!"

“…”

"Although it's true, I still feel heartbroken when I hear it unexpectedly."

"Wake up, everyone, I only envy the mandarin ducks but not the immortals, you are not allowed to destroy them."

"We will protect Miss Qingwan's happiness!"

"Those who break up my marriage with Miss Qingwan will be punished even if they are far away!"

At this time, a picture was also circulated in the Jiuzhou Imperial City.

Su Qingwan's beauty picture.

On the scroll, Su Qingwan plays the piano with both hands, smiles slightly, showing her daughter's delicate appearance.

Many students who have stopped fighting are revived.

"I can!"

"I don't care, sister can do it, sister can do it too!"

"Miss Qingwan is asking for marriage!"

These rumors cannot escape the ears of Wu Demons, and Wu Demons are the little eyeliners that Yin Jiu and Yin are all over the world. Yin Jiu knows it for granted.

Ji Jingyun hid behind Bai Lu and said weakly: "Jiu Master, what, they just said that they really don't have the courage to come and steal people. Moreover, you control the music of the world. From this perspective, it is actually a portrait of you and Qingwan."

Yin Jiu smiled evilly, and his mood did not improve because of Ji Jingyun's words. He was holding the scroll in his hand. Even Wu Yao could perceive the love that this man exerted on the painting. When did his wife provoke such a bad peach blossom?

Bai Lu asked, "Master Jiu, why don't I go and find it?"

"Forget it, it's not a malice, let him go." Yin Jiu rubbed his forehead and liked Xiao Xiao so much. If he started killing because of this, he would probably be devastated. "My Xiao Xiao Xiao is very charming, and this is inevitable."

If he hadn't seen Yin Jiu turn his head and go to the second floor to express his feelings to Su Qingwan, Ji Jingyun really wanted to applaud his Ninth Master's broad mind as broad as the sea. He was obviously a rival in love, but inexplicably became the sticky agent for these two feelings.

Bai Lu said in one sentence: "It's probably because love is stronger than gold, so you're not afraid of any test."

Ji Jingyun held it in for a long time and replied: "Oh."

I'm single for too long and don't understand the idea of ​​a monster who is in love.

I'm wrong.

I confess.

However, this wave was quickly suppressed.

The methods of Chu Jinyao and Jiang Longyi.

One is for making friends, and the other is for a relationship that is completely unrelated.

People have to sigh: Miss Qingwan’s backstage is simply big and tall.

When Ji Jingyun heard this statement while drinking tea, she sneered and picked up the teacup in a daze, and drank the strong wine. She felt like everyone was drunk and I was sober.

Qingwan's backstage is big and high.

But it's definitely not the one you think!

As for those who are still unable to eat grapes and say that the grapes are sour and sour, Ji Jingyunli doesn't want to pay attention to them. Please cherish life, is it too difficult to live? If that man is serious with you, you don't know which level of hell you will reach now.

If it weren't for the sake of getting something sweet with Qingwan, you could have been so happy until now?

Ji Jingyun sighed quietly.

It's so quiet...

It's so awesome.

"A demon is drinking tea here. My friend, have you been dumped?"

Qingluan took Mingyi into the teahouse and sat gracefully opposite Ji Jingyun.

Ji Jingyun not only glared at him, but also wanted to splash him with water: "If you can't speak, just shut up."

Are you mocking me?

Where can I get my lover from?

Qingluan looked worried: "I was so angry that it was obvious that the tea was not cold enough. I had the best bitter tea. I would ask Feiniao to bring it to you in a few days."

Ji Jingyun heard the unexpected: "Is it going to leave?"

"Well, I want to take Mingyi around and finally come out." Qingluan said and touched Mingyi's head, "The great world outside is still waving to us."

Ji Jingyun: “…”

Where did this old father come from?

Where did his bad friend who does his own way?

Ji Jingyun handed him a cup of tea: "Okay, I understand, get out."

Qingluan was speechless for a while, shook her head and smiled, "You are exactly the same as Master Jiu."

Ming Yi was holding the small notebook seriously and remembered it.

It turns out that when the human world wants to separate, I have to say that!

Yes, I learned it.

Qingluan slapped Mingyi on the head and taught her a lesson: "What are you remembering nonsense!"

Mingyi was in tears.

The older single monster slowly swayed out of the imperial city with his cheap son.

Ji Jingyun has lived a sad life these two days.

Su Qingwan spread the drawing paper and couldn't see it anymore. She patted Ji Jingyun, who was squatting beside the river pond, holding her head, and advised: "The tired birds always return to their nests."

"Qingwan..." Ji Jingyun was moved and wanted to hug Su Qingwan and burst into tears. Considering the strength gap between him and Lao Bushen, he decisively gave up this idea again.

Feng Nishang sipped tea and added: "I will come back after I have enough waves."

Ji Jingyun: “…”

Although the meaning in the words is similar, the words are still more considerate.

"If you have this time, why not go to Wanli to walk around, and the dawn kept muttering to you." Feng Nishang knocked on the table, "Or are you planning to wait for the education of Jiuye's love?"

In the blink of an eye, only Feng Nishang and Su Qingwan were left in the courtyard.

Su Qingwan raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at Feng Nishang. This little girl deliberately sent Ji Jingyun away?

Feng Nishang chatted with Su Qingwan. She could notice that Su Qingwan had changed when she came back this time, but she was not very accurate. However, since Yin Jiu didn't say it, she said it was not a bad thing: "He hasn't returned home these two days, so you are not curious about what he is going to do?"

Su Qingwan said gently: "He is not my puppet, so you don't have to tell me everything."

"Hmph, you trust him." Feng Nishang's eyes accidentally flowed out of envy. She was silent for a while and said, "The peach blossom demon on the mountain next door is pregnant. Ye Wu went to send a gift today. You have been with him for a while, but why are you..."

Su Qingwan was stunned. She understood what Feng Nishang wanted to ask, but this was not easy to explain.

Feng Nishang said: "I said, is there any hidden disease that I have in my old age?"

For example, don't mention anything.

Wanli helped Su Qingwan to condition her body for so long, it would never be Su Qingwan's problem.

Su Qingwan was silent.

Su Qingwan rubbed her head: "You, have you heard Ayin and Ayang say something again?"
To be continued...