Chapter 107 Your Whole Family Is Weak

The light gauze curtains in the house, a vague fragrance permeates the air, which makes people feel refreshed.

"good smell"

Bai Yang closed his eyes and took a deep breath and said.

Qing He's body in front of her paused slightly, and continued to move forward, her moist eyes were deep and unwavering.

"I'm stumped, isn't that right"?

Seeing that the other party didn't respond, Bai Yang opened his eyes and continued to ask.

He wanted to use this method to resolve the embarrassment of being alone with strangers, but the other party didn't respond, so he was speechless.

Qing He turned around, looked at Bai Yang, her eyes were still calm, and said softly:

"Bai Shao, please sit down. Qing He has prepared some food and wine. How about letting Qing He play the piano for Bai Shao to cheer up the wine?"

If the other party does not accept the move, there is no way to continue.

Secretly said that this woman has a deep heart, and there was a moment of calculation in her heart.

Bai Yang played cards out of common sense again, opened his eyes like a thief entering a house, poked around, and asked:

"This is your boudoir"?

"The little girl's house is simple, but it made Bai Shao laugh."

Qing He's tone was still calm and breezy, and Bai Yang felt a punch on the cotton in his heart.

I still don't believe it, you woman doesn't have any mood swings!

“It’s really not that good, it’s far worse than where I live”

Bai Yang pouted and said, and sat down at the table carelessly.

Qing He was a little stunned, Bai Yang's words made her refute, whether she didn't refute or not.

"By the way, where did we just say?"

Seizing this chance, Bai Yang turned around and turned back.

Wiggling a strand of blue silk around her ears, the lips under the Qinghe veil curled up a strange arc, following Bai Yang's train of thought and whispering softly:

"Does Young Master Bai need a piece of Qinghe playing the piano to cheer up the wine?"

"No, I just had dinner not long ago"

Bai Yang waved his hand to signal that I would not eat if I was not hungry.

"Master Bai is a very interesting person."

Qing He gracefully sat opposite Bai Yang, Gu Jing Wubo looked at him calmly and said.

You woman, don't look so disrespectful, okay, you obviously don't look big...

He didn't answer, got up in vain, ran to the door and looked around, closed the door with a bang, turned around and walked back, organizing words in his mind to express his purpose.

Under Qing He's eyes without the slightest curiosity, Bai Yang sat down again, simply took out a cloth bag from his arms and put it on the table, opened it and took out the enlightenment books "Chen Guoyu" and "Tianyuanlu" before him, reached out and clicked I read two books and said:

"So, as for me, I have nothing to do, why don't you, Miss Qinghe, read and write every word in these two books in front of me, and then explain the meaning of each word in detail?"

Did you hear that, he used this method to relieve boredom 'because he was bored'!

"It's Qinghe's honor"

Qing He glanced at Bai Yang with some surprise, but she still answered in that calm and unworldly manner, although she was curious but didn't care, as if nothing in this world could arouse her mood swings.

This is why Bai Yang came here. The big beauty whispers softly with an orchid-like voice in the empty valley, and tutoring alone is much more comfortable than listening to Chen Qingyun's procrastinated explanations, isn't it?

Next, Qing He took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and after consulting Bai Yang, opened Chen Guoyu, read and written word by word, explaining the meaning of each word in detail...

Bai Yang found a plate of fruit in the room, ate it, and memorized the pronunciation of Qinghe, the order of gestures in writing, and the meaning of each word in his mind, which can be called a photocopier. text language.

He deliberately observed that the paper here is not the kind of paper on the other side of the earth, but a kind of snow-white wood whose texture and color are similar to paper.

Paper-like flakes are used for writing, and the effect is almost as good as paper or even better for writing.

Brushes and inkstones are similar, but the ink is not ground with ink sticks, but a kind of natural pitch black tree sap, with a faint fragrance of grass and trees...

After all, they are two different worlds. With the spread of culture, some things may be similar, but many things are still different...

One reads, writes and translates, the other reads and memorizes seriously, time passes quietly, and night falls gradually.

When Bai Yang recorded the pronunciation, writing and meaning of the 28,431 characters of the Chen Dynasty in his mind, his face began to turn pale, and two strands of blood flowed from his nostrils.

"Young Master Bai, are you okay?"

Seeing this scene, Qing He asked in a little panic.

No matter how unconcerned she was, if Bai Yang had the slightest accident with her, the ending would probably be ten thousand times more terrifying than death, so she couldn't be careless.

"It's okay, Miss Qinghe, let's stop here today, I'll come back tomorrow"

Bai Yang raised his head and waved his hands and said.

This is the sequelae of the brain load after a lot of memory, Bai Yang is clear about this.

Then he got up to say goodbye and left.

"What kind of person is this Young Master Bai? Although he seems to be out of tune, there is no trace of concealment. There is only curiosity in his eyes without the slightest desire, but he can't pretend. I am bored with his study of enlightenment books..."

After Bai Yang left, Qing He's heart was extremely strange. She had seen countless people, but she couldn't see through Bai Yang...

"Master, are you okay?"

At the gate of the yard, when Bai Yang appeared, Lan Shuang and Niu Jian were already waiting here.

Seeing Bai Yang's pale face and the faint blood stains on it, Lan Shuang asked extremely sharply in an instant.

"I'm fine, don't be so serious"

Bai Yang waved his hand and said.

"It's all right"?

Lan Frost frowned.

Bai Yang didn't bother to answer.

"Master, your body is too weak. Although Miss Qinghe is beautiful, you must know how to control yourself."

Niu Jian said in a low voice with a face that I see through the truth.

"Your uncle, you are weak, and your whole family is weak!"

Bai Yang said unhappily.

"Hey... My old cow is in a bad shape. I called eight girls and tossed around all afternoon, but now there's nothing wrong with me."

Niu Jian scratched his head and laughed.

Nima, you are not a human being, but an old cow who only knows how to plow the land!

"What are you doing, Lanshuang?"

Bai Yang ignored Niu Jian, but when he saw Lan Shuang, a blind man, coming in front of him with an aura of not allowing strangers to enter, he immediately asked in puzzlement.

"Master, it should be fine, but Niu Jian, take good care of the young master"

Lan Shuang said in a deep voice.

"Who dares to come to Qingfeng Tower to make trouble"?

Niu Jian's face changed, and his voice was cold.

"Cough cough...&*...￥%...￥"

There was a slight cough, followed by a sentence that Bai Yang could not understand. The other party spoke the official dialect of the Chen Dynasty, and Bai Yang had just started learning it, so he couldn't understand it at all.

"Where there are women, there will be trouble? I can't escape such a curse"?

Bai Yang looked at the strange self-talk in his heart.

A thin young man in white came down here surrounded by four guards in black, standing three meters away from Bai Yang and the others, talking with a smile on his face.

The expressions of Lan Shuang and Niu Jian became very strange. They seemed to be chatting with each other, but there was suppressed vigilance between their brows.

This process was very short, within a few minutes, the young man led people away with a dangerous face, and nodded at Bai Yang when it was over.

"what happened"?

Bai Yang immediately asked Lan Shuang and them.

"Master, that's Feng Li, the third young master guarding the adults' house. He originally wanted to listen to Qing He's qin music, but found us here, chatted for a while and left."

Lan Shuang frowned.

"Then why are you so serious?"

Bai Yang asked puzzledly.

"That's because the young master doesn't know Feng Li well!"

Niu Jian also said in a low voice on the side.

"Then tell me what kind of person this Feng Li is."

Bai Yang raised his eyebrows slightly and asked.

Will there always be some waves in a peaceful life after a long time...?

(I wrote two versions of this chapter, and I struggled all night, so I uploaded this version, and finally asked for recommended ticket collection and Sanjiang ticket)

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