Chapter 339

Mu Heng was unprepared. He was strongly pushed by her and fell down on the snow.

Chen min'er got up and patted off the snow on his cloak. Seeing his helpless appearance, he couldn't help laughing.

Mu Heng suddenly regained his mind and gritted his teeth: "smelly girl, you lied to me."

Chen min'er said, "who lied to you? It really hurt just now."

Mu Heng muttered, "I don't believe it." he angrily grabbed a handful of snow and threw it over.

As soon as Chen min'er cleaned his cloak and was shot, he immediately launched a fierce attack, grabbed a handful of snow in both hands and sprinkled it on his face.

"Well, you dare to fight back. Let me fix you." Mu Heng stared with big eyes and snow on his eyebrows. He looked very funny.

Chen min'er bluffed and said, "you threw me first."

"Who first put snow in people's clothes?" Mu Heng pretended to be cruel.

Chen min'er is wrong. Forget it. Don't tangle with this topic. Chen min'er's mind moved and said with a smile, "Mu Heng, can you play the sword again? Let me see. You look very handsome when you dance the sword."

Thousand wear ten thousand wear, flattery don't wear, Mu Heng some embarrassed scratched his head: "do you really want to see?"

Chen min'er nodded sincerely, looking forward with eager eyes.

Mu Heng jumped up, glanced around on the ground, picked up the dead branch that tripped over Chen min'er just now: "without a sword, I'll make do with this branch."

Chen min'er retreated and stood far away. Mu Heng was holding a dead branch like a sword in his hand. He was full of heroism in his eyebrows. He was dressed in snow, with black hair like a spring. He stood upright in the riot of falling flowers, like a jade tree facing the wind. Chen min'er didn't feel crazy.

Mu Heng danced the branches in his hand easily and slowly, but it seemed to have a powerful force. The snowflakes revolved without wind, and gradually formed a huge white vortex with his dancing track.

Chen min'er was stunned, which was even more dazzling than the last time he picked begonia with a sword.

His movements are elegant and calm or as fast as the wind. Every arc is so perfect, and every jump and move is so light, like wind and snow, and swallow dancing in the clear sky. With his last stab, the white vortex dissipated like fog and disappeared into the invisible.

Take back the sword and turn around. The smile that turns your eyes is as handsome as a poppy in full bloom.

"What's the name of your sword technique? It's amazing." Chen min'er is obsessed. How can he dance so well!

Mu Heng played with the dead branch in his hand and said with a smile, "this is called Luoying sword. Do you want to learn it? I'll teach you."

Chen miner quickly shook her head. She didn't have this talent. When she was a child, her mother invited a dancer to teach her to dance, but her movements were very stiff. She couldn't play with swords and needles.

"This is too difficult for me to learn," Chen min'er said.

Mu Heng thought, "how about I teach you a set of easy Tai Chi Sword? It can also strengthen your body. It's most suitable for you to learn."

"Don't..." Chen min'er resolutely refused. If someone taught her, she still reluctantly learned a few moves. If he taught, it would be avoided, so as not to be laughed at by him.

"Come on, it's really simple." Mu Heng put the branch into her hand and taught her moves hand in hand.

His strong chest was close to her back, and the warm breath seemed to pour into her ears. Chen miner's head began to faint again. Where was he still thinking about learning sword.

Under the reflection of the snow light, he saw that her earlobes were gradually stained with a layer of pink, which was almost transparent. The delicate and soft skin clearly saw fine fluff. Mu Heng couldn't help swallowing his saliva and wanted to bite it down.

The apprentice was absent-minded and the master taught him. Chen min'er slowed down and almost tripped over Mu Heng's foot.

"Don't learn, don't learn, I'm hungry." Chen min'er hurriedly found an excuse to end the tormenting teaching.