It is different from Qingjun’s Ice Muscle and Jade Bone, which is cool and sweat-free.

Xiaoqianer sweats easily.

Zhao Rong held her in his arms on the ancient road of Xinghe. The latter stood on tiptoes to drink honey water. After a while, the tip of her delicate nose was inlaid with crystal beads of fragrant sweat. Then Zhao Rong smiled and rubbed it with his big nose for a long time.

Wipe Xiao Qian'er's fragrant sweat evenly...

Now, the two of them were holding hands and on the way back to the third floor, their big and small hands were covering up some of the little girl's fragrant sweat.

Xiao Qian'er silently took out a new handkerchief. It turned out that the handkerchief that had been with her for a long time was left on the ship.

Xiao Qian'er lowered her head, grabbed Zhao Rong's big hand, wiped his palm with a handkerchief, squinted her peach blossom eyes, and was careful and gentle.

Zhao Rong suddenly turned around and said seriously: "Ahem, stupid girl, why do you have so much water? It's all covered with just a squeeze."

Just after the discussion, Zhao Qian'er became somewhat silent. Zhao Rong couldn't notice his second wife, but he couldn't speak. At this time, he was thinking of ways to make her talk.

"Water... there's a lot of water, don't you like it?" Xiao Qian'er looked at his big hands.

Zhao Rong was stunned.

Xiao Qian'er muttered again: "You said that girls are all made of water. Qian'er has more water, which means she is more girlish. Water is gentle and uncompetitive, meticulous and considerate, tolerant and generous... How wonderful.

ah."

Zhao Rong coughed slightly, it turned out that he was tilted and he had to reflect.

Qian'er has never been taught step-by-step before, so he doesn't know much about this kind of thing, except for the occasional tiger-wolf remarks.

At this time, Zhao Rong shook his head, "Too much water is not good, because you are not ordinary water, you are made of vinegar."

As soon as he finished speaking, he grabbed Qian'er's little hand and put it in front of her nose. The tip of his nose lightly touched her delicate palm. The latter shrank slightly and cried out: "Itchy~"

The little girl looked up at him who was sniffing the palm of her hand, with a soft voice and an unconscious smile on her lips, "Damn you, you're acting up again."

After saying that, she looked left and right at the stairs.

It was also the place where Zhao Rong bullied her before and studied a hundred ways to knead small dough.

The same position, the same stinky Rong'er brother.

Zhao Rong sniffed, nodded, and sighed, "It's definitely caused by jealousy."

"Disgusting!" Xiao Qian'er retracted her hand, hit him on the shoulder, then turned around and left.

Zhao Rong leaned forward, hugged her from behind, buried his head in the beautiful woman's neck in his arms, and said softly amidst the fragrance and blue hair:

"Why are you unhappy again?"

"There is no unhappiness."

"Well, you are Brother Rong'er's pistachio. I don't know if you are happy or not?"

"Well."

Zhao Rong thought for a while, bit the little ear that was close at hand, and followed her example, "Hmm."

"It's annoying, it's itchy, stop biting it." Xiao Qian'er said softly with a blushing face.

"Speak quickly." Zhao Rong tortured him hard to extract a confession.

Xiao Qian'er was quiet for a while and whispered, "I don't like to see you degrading yourself and getting in trouble with others. My sweetheart is treated like this by others... I want to prick their eyes with a swing, and use my magical power to cut off all the negative feelings towards you."

bias……"

Zhao Rong was quiet for a while. He suddenly let go and turned around, walked to the window at the stairway, and raised his hand to shut out the night and night breeze.

The little girl has a body that is prone to sweating. He just rubbed some fragrant sweat on her neck, and when the autumn evening breeze blew it...

Although Zhao Rong knew that Xiao Qian'er's Haoran realm sword cultivator was not afraid at all, but he just didn't want her to be uncomfortable and feel a little sad.

Zhao Qian'er turned around slightly and looked at Brother Rong'er under the moonlight with the window closed. Her heart warmed and she couldn't help but step forward, just wanting to hug him and hold him forever.

As soon as Zhao Rong turned around, he was hugged tightly by the little girl. He raised his hand and touched her head, feeling some extremely hot love and dependence.

He pursed his lips and suddenly said:

"Don't you like Su Qingdai?"

Xiao Qian'er nodded.

"Why."

"There's no reason, I just don't like her."

Hearing the little girl's angry words and being hugged tightly by her, Zhao Rong didn't have a free hand.

He found that Xiao Qian'er was indeed petite, but she was very comfortable to hold, like a delicate and compact doll, with slender arms and slender legs. It seemed that she could be manipulated and controlled at will, which made the man have a strong desire to protect her.

Make people love her.

Zhao Rong is no exception, or in other words, he has loved her since childhood, well, except for those years when he was a nerd.

At this time, he rested his chin on Xiao Qianerxiang's shoulder, caressed her slim back and waist with his palms, and said with narrowed eyes:

"Is it because she looks like Qingjun?"

Zhao Qianer stopped talking.

She doesn't like Su Qingdai.

It was like this from the first sight, and it wasn't because they encountered Su Qingdai's domineering group on the ancient Xinghe Road and were pulled out of the way by Brother Rong'er.

Rather, her temperament is too much like that of a young lady.

In other words, in the eyes of many men, Su Qingdai and their own lady are both the same type of goddess.

The proud daughter of heaven, the stunning fairy, but she doesn't pretend to be nice to the men.

Like an ice lotus, it can be viewed from a distance but cannot be played with.

They are all unattainable iceberg fairies.

Of course, this is from the perspective of some men looking up, and the two seem to be the same.

After all, if you stand at the foot of the mountain and look at the highest mountain in the world, there is almost no difference between the highest mountain in the world and the tenth highest mountain in the world.

But in Xiao Qian'er's eyes, the young lady and Su Qingdai are certainly different.

My young lady is the number one among the younger generation in Taiqing Mansion and even Wangque Continent, and she is also a female swordsman.

And Su Qingdai is just an iceberg fairy on the mountain in Lidi. Although Lidi is very big, she is at least famous in several countries around her.

You can see it from your cultivation level and age.

For human Taoist cultivators and sword cultivators to climb mountains, the first five realms are ascending to the sky, Fuyao, Haoran, Tianzhi, and Jindan.

Su Qingdai has been a Taoist cultivator for twenty years, and with the help of Rong'er brother raising his hand and writing a few lines tonight, it is a great opportunity to directly cross a realm and enter Tianzhi for the first time.

As for my young lady, she is seventeen this year and a sword cultivator at the peak of the Haoran Realm. If it weren't for some reasons, she would have achieved Tianzhi.

But even at the peak of the Haoran Realm, with a pure sword heart and a first-class flying sword, she is not comparable to those who are not from the Great Immortal Family.

What is a genius? Not only is he invincible in the same territory, but he can also kill people across borders...

In short, Su Qingdai is more like Concubine Zhao Ling of Ziqi Pavilion who has not yet arrived at Taiqing Mansion.

In addition to this, in Xiao Qian'er's heart, the lady is very good in other aspects, and she is the bright moon in her heart.

The lady is not pretending, she is just calm and cold-tempered, she really has nothing to say to other people, and her mind is clear.

simple.

Her pride is the pride in her bones, not the deliberate pride that belittles others, but the pride that makes her believe that she can become better, constantly improve herself, always make progress, and not fall in line with the secular world and the common people.

Therefore, in Taiqing Mansion, ladies are not compared with others, but everyone is compared with ladies.

For example, that Ji Ganyi, that Liu Kongyi, and many other geniuses from the Four Prefectures.

The lady doesn't compare with other women about her sweetheart. She just likes Brother Rong'er. She has been like this since she was a child. Brother Rong'er is her favorite.

It doesn’t matter what others say, think, or compare.

Those people in the world who like to compare will get results that are not what the lady wants.

In the words of the young lady, if the people you love are competing with each other to find the best one, then the best man in the world should be matched with the first woman, and the second best man should be matched with the second woman.

, and so on. Then what else do people in this world need to do emotionally?

Therefore, Xiao Qian'er and the young lady never care about what the fellow disciples in Taiqing Mansion think of Brother Rong'er, or how they compare him with other talented men in the mansion. Well, okay, that's the case with the young lady, and Xiao Qian'er

She still couldn't help but listen. As long as she heard someone say bad things about Brother Rong'er, she would beat them up...

If Zhao Rong knew what Zhao Qian'er was thinking at this time, he would definitely smile.

Because it was the same at the Nuanxi Gathering in Taiqing Mansion last time. He wanted to be a master of one word, 'shock' everyone, and give his wife some face, but He Qingjun complained a little to him and told him not to

It can be compared with others. They live their own lives as a young couple. Why do they care about other people's opinions? They are not living for others.

Zhao Rong was very helpless at that time. Madam, you are so pure-minded and full of fairy spirit. How can I, the husband-in-law, turn my mouth wrong?

Well, if you hadn't quietly told me and asked me to kiss you, my husband would have thought that you were really the Nine Heavens Mysterious Girl who descended from the Moon Palace and never ate the fireworks of the human world...

Therefore, Zhao Rong felt that being the husband of such a fairy-like Qingjun and not being able to twist his lips would be boring and boring...
To be continued...