The rising sun rose, and the morning light shone between the scattered pavilions and towers. The smoke and mist of cooking cooking rose from the green tiles. The maid walked through the white walls with various utensils. The guard pushed vegetables, fruits and vegetables into the back door. The birds parked on the eaves jumped around, looking at the new owner in the mansion curiously.

In the master bedroom on the east side of the back house, the birds outside the window awakened Xu Buling who had worked hard all night.

The room was a little messy, and the simple white skirt was thrown out of the curtain and threw it on the ground. There were robes, belts, bellybands, underwear...

Xu Buling's eyes gradually became clear, his arms were soft, with a warm and faint fragrance. When he turned his head, Ning Yuhe's eyes were closed tightly on his shoulders, his hands were placed on his chest, and his legs were pressing against his body. He was still asleep, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his fair cheeks were still blushing.

The face is so close that Xu Buling looked at him for a long time. Even though he had already understood so deeply, he still couldn't find an adjective to describe Ning Yuhe's appearance. It was flawless. It could be said that there were no highlights, or it could be said that there were highlights everywhere, which made people think it was good-looking but couldn't tell where it looked good.

Compared with Ning Qingye's cold and independent independence, Ning Yuhe's previous cold sense of alienation should actually be said to be self-protection. After all, Ning Qingye had at least Ning Yu's cooperation as a supporter, and Ning Yuhe suffered a disaster in his teens and was forced to become a monk and become a Taoist priest, helpless and hardly trust anyone in the world. In terms of experience, Ning Yuhe may be better than surfing the whole branch in the market and teaching Ning Qingye to become a straight woman. It is estimated that this is also the reason.

Now I have a support, so I don’t look like a sense of distantness that is hot on the outside and cold on the inside. I just look like a gentle little woman.

Xu Buling looked for a moment, his eyes were down his cheeks, and he saw the amulet hidden deep in the Taoist sect. Maybe he had nothing to do when he woke up early in the morning, so he took it out and looked at it for a few times, and still had some warmth.

However, after this movement, Ning Yuhe naturally woke up and opened her eyes in a daze, just facing Xu Buling's eyes.

“…”

“…”

Ning Yuhe's eyes gradually became clear. He first lowered his head, then looked left and right before he realized what he was doing. He exclaimed in surprise, turned over and rose up suddenly, and was busy looking for his skirt, speaking incoherently:

"Why is it dawn... You evil disciple... I'm... I'm sorry, Manzhi must have discovered it..."

Xu Buling turned over and picked up his skirt from the ground and handed it to her: "Manzhi came to ask yesterday. I said that the master was out and the master was sleeping very well, so he might not hear it."

I'm asleep? I'm being...

Ning Yuhe's face was sometimes red and sometimes white, as if she had done a big mistake. She felt a sense of despicability and didn't say anything. After checking that the Shougongsha was fine, she put on her dress in a few seconds and ran out in a hurry.

Xu Buling was a little helpless: "Master, the yard is full of people. You go out of my room early in the morning..."

Ning Yu paused and hurried to the window behind him, and rushed out neatly, disappearing in the blink of an eye...

I had just arrived in Huainan and after a day of rest, the girls all recovered and got up early.

Song Yufu stood in the corridor for morning exercises, Ning Qingye and Nightingale were competing in the garden, fighting back and forth, and Fanzhi, who had poor martial arts skills, looked at him unconvincedly.

Since she learned that her father is a contemporary swordsman, Manzhi has actually worked very hard, and her martial arts have made great progress, and it is easy to deal with ordinary tourists. However, compared with Nightingale and Ning Qingye, a hero among women, there is still too much difference, and she can't find a partner to practice.

Standing in the garden for a while, when he saw Xu Buling coming out, Zhu Manzhi's big eyes suddenly lit up, and he smiled and wanted to run to say hello. Unexpectedly, before he took two steps, Song Yufu, who was quick-witted, was taken first.

In the corridor of the garden, Song Yufu put on her former skirt and wore a flower-tail hairpin on her head. She looked gentle and walked slowly to Xu Buling and gave a blessing:

"Crown Prince Xu, early."

Xu Buling nodded slightly and looked up and down: "Is it a habit to live in the mansion?"

Song Yufu had just gotten on the boat, and the only people she met were Mrs. Lu and Xu Buling. She was a little restrained in front of Mrs. Lu, and she didn't get along with Xiaoning and Manzhi, and she was actually the loneliest one.

However, Song Yufu has been in the deep mountain village for half a year and has long been used to the days of relying on her maids for life, and chuckled:

"I'm used to it, um... I heard that the talented men in Jiangnan are very good, and there are many poetry and literary gatherings in Huainan City. Can the young master accompany me to see it?"

Xu Buling's only purpose in coming to Huainan was to propose marriage. At present, the marriage letter has been handed over to Xiao Qi, waiting for Xiao Qi's reply. There is really nothing to do during the day, so he naturally nodded to his girlfriend's invitation:

"Okay, I just happened to want to stroll around Jiangnan."

Song Yufu smiled with a pursed lips and wanted to set off with Xu Buling, but the branches jumped out and said with a smile:

"Together, I also want to go shopping in the city. I heard that the 'tofu banquet' in Huainan is very famous..."

Song Yufu looked at her boyfriend with her eyes curled up.

Xu Buling could say something at this time, pretending to be very ordinary, and turned around with a smile:

"Let's go. Miss Ning, do you want to go shopping in the city?"

Ning Qingye, who was playing with the nightingale in the garden, stopped moving straightforwardly, but he didn't realize that he was "can't be a light bulb". Seeing that Manzhi was about to go out for a walk, he had nothing to do in the mansion anyway, so he walked over directly.

Nightingale has always been smart, so naturally she will not disturb her young master's sex with women. She ran away with a tactful and tactful one.

Originally, the two of them went out for a poetry party, but suddenly they turned into four. Song Yufu was a little disappointed in her eyes. After thinking about it, she walked beside Xu Buling and walked side by side, allowing Manzhi and Ning Qingye to follow behind.

My daughter's family is always very sensitive to this kind of small thought. Manzhi looks silly and reacts very slowly. Seeing Song Yufu's quiet movements, she understood the meaning. She secretly hummed in her heart, ran to her, hugged Xu Buling's arm, and laughed:

"Mr. Xu, where are we going to play?"

The two of them were close together, and their movements were very intimate.

Song Yufu was stunned. Unexpectedly, Miss Zhu was so brave, so close to the man in broad daylight, and there was someone next to her...

After all, Song Yufu was born in a scholarly family with extremely strict family education. She was not as free and easy as the children of the world, and she was also relatively thin. She didn't dare to pull Xu Buling's hand. She could only pursed her lips and got closer a little.

Ning Qingye was dressed in white like snow, with a little confusion on his cold face. He turned his head slightly. Looking at the two women of the same age who had a strange reaction, he obviously didn't understand what they were doing. Seeing Xu Buling hugging left and right, he felt that he could not let his good sister suffer a loss, so he quickly stepped forward, pulled Manzhi and walked in front.

"Hey? Xiao Ning...you run so fast..."

Zhu Manzhi was forcibly pulled away, his eyes full of confusion.

Song Yufu finally breathed a sigh of relief, smiled at the corner of her mouth, and looked at Ning Qingye's back with a little thanks in her eyes.

Xu Buling, who was walking on the tip of the knife, maintained a stiff smile from beginning to end...
Chapter completed!