Full Time Sponger

Su Wan looked at Lang Xuan in horror and roared at Lang Huan: "nonsense!"

Lang Huan held her chest in her hands, raised her chin, and hummed, "is that nonsense? You can tell by asking elder martial brother!"

Su Wan grabs the quilt and feels so sad. It's like his grandfather knows that he secretly loves his cousin during a psychological test

"Take the medicine." Lang Xuan hand a send, command way.

Su Wan slanted his eyes and glanced at his eyes. He thought frantically: did she really cry with her elder martial brother's hand? It won't be such a shame! She had never cried in front of a man in front of her, except for the boy in the kindergarten who fell a tooth and shed tears in a group fight!

Lang Xuan is very persistent, fixed will bowl in her mouth do not receive, eyes such as deep pool general can not look to the end.

Su Wan's face suddenly turned red. Subconsciously, she opened her mouth and drank the medicine with her elder martial brother's hand. Bitter and astringent bloomed on the tip of her tongue, and her face turned green instantly.

"Poof - cough! Cough, cough, cough! Who can boil the medicine? Huanglian doesn't need to put it in that way! Cough

Su Wan lies at the head of the bed, spits out the medicine in his mouth, wipes his mouth, and coughs constantly.

Lang Xuan's face sank and began to blow cold air.

Lang Huan was humming: "who can understand pills as well as you, the demon? Elder martial brother Xuan and I are ordinary people. We can only follow the prescription and can't put more licorice and a few spoons of honey. I'm really sorry." Turning his head, the little fellow who ran in for breath said: "star of heaven, go, give those who dare not take medicine a few jujube cajole."

Su Wan's face began to turn black. Although she wanted to gargle and then eat a few sweet mouthfuls, Lang Huan's strange and masculine words were a little too irritating. But more importantly, the power of the air-conditioner around her is getting bigger and bigger, which makes life shiver. She quickly flatters her smile.

"Elder martial brother, I really don't need to take medicine. Every time I have a nightmare, I will have a fever. I'm used to it. The doctor says that it's neurasthenia. I'm stimulated by external forces. I'll have several times a year. But this time I sleep longer, I'm not hungry, so I wake up late... "

Lang Xuan was skeptical, and then looked at Su Wan's full-fledged manner of speaking. How could he look like a patient? He didn't insist. It happened that tianchongzi and wuyazi came to ask for their regards. Seeing that Su Wan was in a good spirit, he quickly congratulated him and said that elder Yao of wuxingzong had been waiting for a few days. He was a bit anxious, but could not see him.

The elders of the five elements sect and their Master ancestors were of the same generation. If they met each other on weekdays, they would salute. But this time, the five element sect was unreasonable. So Lang Xuan hung him for a few days. Even if the other party was not angry, he had nothing to do. Lang Xuan put down the medicine bowl and told Su Wan to have a good rest. He turned around and left. When he left, he took tianchongzi wuyazi with him.

As soon as Su Wan and his elder martial brother came out of the door, they slipped down from the bed, ran to the table, poured out a cup of tea to gargle, then vomited the water into the pot, pinched a piece of cake and put it in his mouth.

Lang Huan shivered and asked, "why?"

Su Wan, with one hand on his chin, laughed very foolishly, "why don't you just ask you, what's the rune? Three thousand runes, one thousand times each, won't you forget it? "

Lang Huan was stiff. It was obvious that the drawing of symbols was not an easy job. Even if she could write wild grass, it would not be possible to use the paper runes drawn by imitating the cat and tiger. After writing one piece at a time, the rune could be activated with Zhenyuan, and the rune could flash the flowing light. If it could not flash, it would be a piece of waste paper. So far, she has not even written 100, let alone 3000.

"No, of course not. Little rune, it's hard to beat Miss Ben!"

With a bluff roar of Lang Huan, he shrinks his neck, and he is going to flash out in gray.

"Wait a minute." Su Wan stopped her, pointed out the window, and said: "go to the pavilion to write, there is no external interference in the quiet room, you can not show the ability of the eldest lady."

Lang Huan kills people with her eyes, and she knows that the evil spirit must be bad when she laughs!

Su Wan picked up his eyebrows and said, "don't look at me like that. I'm also for you. You can't choose the environment for this kind of thing. I'm afraid of it. Don't you have to cry when you paint with Zhenyuan instead of paper?"

Lang Huan grinds his teeth, then raises his head and straightens his chest and strides out. "Who is afraid? Who is afraid of the bamboo bear When he came to the little guy, he stopped at his feet, patted him on the shoulder and said, "little Tianxing, take good care of you, miss. When she is afraid in her dream, you should provide her arms for her to hold, and remember to call her baby But you've got experience with it, and I'm a long winded one

Lang Huan went out of the door with her head held high. She went to get a pen and paper and began to draw symbols in the pavilion. There were only two people in the room, one big and one small.

Su Wan was wearing a white silk dress. She supported her chin with one hand, her eyes narrowed slightly, and her expression was lazy and charming. She was half lying on the table and hooked her index finger at the little guy.

"Tianxing, my nickname is Chengze. Come here."

The little guy dressed like a fortune boy. He was dressed in a red brocade. The clothes were embroidered with a hundred butterflies and flowers with gold thread. On his chest, he hung a safety lock collar and a brocade bag. His neck was heavy. He wore a boy's bun with a red rope on his head and two pearls. Half of his hair hung behind his head, and a gold ring was tied to his temples Jingling with the movement of his head down.According to the meaning of langhuan's words, the person she holds when she talks nonsense seems to be not a senior brother, but this little guy. She wants to be happy? Or killing people?

Su Wan thought, holding the face of the little guy.

"It feels good. It's better than xiaoyuexi's. It's worthy of being raised by rich clothes and rich food. He's a little older. He's really cute when he's seven or eight years old It's almost puberty in my teens. "

Tianxing did not dare to hide. She stood obediently and allowed Su Wan to ravage her. However, tears flashed in her eyes, "little "I don't know..."

Su Wan picks eyebrow way: "the sound is good, calls elder sister to listen."

Star tears hazy eyes, "sister."

Su Wan mercifully let him go, stretched out, stood up and leaned against the windowsill, fiddled with the petals of potted chrysanthemum. In early winter, the weather was a little cold, but the sun was just right outside. She saw Lang Huan carrying a pile of yellow paper into the pavilion. Her eyes turned, her mouth closed and she yawned.

"Little sky star..."

Sky star legs and straight, such as the enemy's reply: "in! Miss

Su Wan yawn action a lag, can't help rubbing the buzzing ears, the corners of the mouth twitch a few times, "the voice does not need to be so big, I can hear." Pointing to the big tree outside the window, "go, move the couch to the tree. I'll go out and bask in the sun, and prepare some fruit tea and so on." Then he washed his face with water and spread his hair. He took a plate of flower cake from the table and went out through the window to the pavilion.

The star breathed, and the man relaxed, twisting his waist, kicking his legs, swinging his shoulders, moving his muscles and bones, and then rubbing his sour cheek.

"Little sky star..."

The lazy voice sounded, the little guy turned stiffly and saw Su Wan lying on the window sill. His eyes were wide and his mouth was open, and his hands forgot to put them down.

Su Wan holds a piece of flower cake and looks at the sun. The ginger cake is translucent. Inside, a green plum blossom is ordered with jam. It is as delicate as a work of art. Su Wan narrowed his eyes and took a bite. After eating, he licked the powder on his index finger, and then he looked at the little guy who was about to become a stone sculpture.

"Well Although I said I would let you clean up, I didn't make you look like a bride to be married. Girl, I don't want to see red recently. You go back and change your clothes. "

Then he turned and left.

Tianxing stood on tiptoe, stretched his neck and looked at it. He confirmed that Su Wan had gone far away and would not turn around. He patted his chest and breathed heavily. Seeing the long couch on one side, he was worried again.

Agarwood is too heavy for him to move!

Take a look at the big red flower clothes on his body, curled his mouth, and God knows that he has not worn this kind of fancy clothes since he was four years old! But mother and grandmother must wear it themselves! Now he got the intention of Su Wan to change his clothes. He turned around and ran to the backyard to save the soldiers.

When Lang Huan was refining her characters, her forehead was dripping with sweat, her fingers were swollen, her shoulders were stiff, and her feet were numb, but the result came out. The sound of TUT in her ears was very disturbing. Her face was black and her pen was stained with cinnabar.

"Bang!" The strength is too heavy. The bowl containing cinnabar is turned over and rolled to the ground.

Lang Huan threw his pen, turned and said angrily, "can you die and eat far away! Must I be satisfied if I'm crazy about it? "

Su Wan shook his head and put the last piece of cake in his mouth. It was a hibiscus flower. The petals were stacked and lifelike, but it tasted like peach.

She smashed it, smashed her mouth, licked her lips, and said lazily, "tut Tut, the making of runes should be calm and calm. Look at you. How long has it been before she wrote a few words? Oh, no talent, too bad talent!"

"Do you know that the making of runes should be quiet? I know, and I deliberately make a sound! Are you as simple as writing? One stroke can't be broken. Cinnabar is easy to dry and hard to dip. Even if it's written out, who knows what's wrong and can't be opened... "

"You know it's hard now?" Su Wan picked his eyebrows.

Lang Huan vented her anger, flattened her mouth, and showed her the cocoon from her pen. She was so aggrieved that she wept, but she said obstinately: "Dad said that we should face difficulties."

Su Wan looked around. Xiaotianxing was taking a few people to lift the couch out of the house and put it in place. The maid put on the table to hold the melon and fruit snacks that had been washed. There was also a large plate of newly baked flower cakes. It was steaming hot and delicious than the cool one. He immediately bent over the railing of the pavilion and waved.

The little guy looked at his words and expressions, waved the crowd to step down, and then carried the flower cake dish in both hands and sent it over.

Su Wan nodded with satisfaction, took the dish, picked up a piece and sent it to his mouth. His eyes were shining with beauty.

Well Hot food is the best! Marmalade or something. It's amazing!

"All right, you stand aside." Su Wan waved his hand, then sat down on the railing and said to Lang Huan, "the first thing to do is to be calm. You are a little impatient, which leads to the discontinuity of Zhenyuan and the appearance of the rune. In this way, you first put down your pen, try to write with Zhenyuan out of thin air, and practice Zhenyuan's control power first. "

Su Wan stretched out his index finger in the air, drilled out a wisp of white fog formed by Zhenyuan, and drew a "wind" character text, coagulating but not dispersing. With a flick of her fingers, she broke the rune, and the wind rose from nowhere, Hula blew, leaving the yellow paper flying all over the sky.Lang Huan grabs the paper on her face. She is so excited that she says in a startled voice, "this is like magic power!"

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