Chapter 668

Han Mo is leaning on a cool couch, with a thick cushion in the boring looking at a book. Since the last time I sneaked out and blew in the mountains for a while, I was infected with wind chill and was found in Korean. The little girl banned her own feet. She couldn't go outside.

A book coming from the Korean room is nothing but idle literature. After all, I'm still a little girl under 20 years old. I'm not surprised at all by the books I read.

Turn a few pages to see the hero affectionate to the heroine said some emotional words, the heroine moved to forgive his father's revenge, two people tightly embrace in everything. Han Mo see of brain melon Ren all ache up, the lethality of this book is inferior to simply give him a knife again.

Strong beat spirit to see a few eyes, Han Mo is really can't stand. When I was ready to throw the book aside, there was a sound on my head. Looking up, I saw a carrier pigeon hovering overhead. The gray and white carrier pigeons flapped their wings and made a sharp sound.

Han Mo's fingers moved, and the carrier pigeon slowly descended and landed on his fingers. Han Mo sits upright from the crooked posture, grabs a carrier pigeon and takes a note from his feet. After turning over, I read those words carefully and pursed my lips slightly.

"Qian Sangsang, I said long ago, you don't want to hide anything from me. If there is one, just hide it a little deeper, or I will never let you go if I find it! "

Release the carrier pigeon in the sky, the carrier pigeon circled several times, then flapped its wings and flew away. Han Mo looked at the note, suddenly thought of something. Hold the note tightly in your hand and use the spirit power slightly. After a burning smell, it spread out again, leaving only a mass of ash.

"Brother." Han Mo is thinking, from behind came the voice. He turned to look at the people, one hand secretly disposed of the ashes, still on the ground, let it be blown away by the wind. "Are you all right?"

Just now, Korean is busy with her family affairs in a little far away place. Occasionally, she looks up at Han mo. As long as you see that person stay there obediently, don't run around, you can rest assured. Did not expect to look at the past, the man sat up very unnatural.

Worry about Korean to come to ask the situation, if uncomfortable words can't stand. "I'm fine. What can I do. Moreover, even if it's something, it must be a great event. " Han Mo's smiling face is like a flower, and Korean is confused.

"Brother Mo, there's one thing I don't know whether to say or not." There is one thing that Korean has been in my heart for several days. Today, while Han Mo is still in a good mood, I simply ask her to do some mental arithmetic.

After listening to this, Han Mo took a look at the Korean language, without the slightest intention of blocking and evading the problem. Korean heart clear, know that this is the default, you can ask. "I always feel that sister Sangsang has something to hide. Do you want to..."

Korean carefully and Han Mo said, for fear of a word and a word of intonation to stimulate the eyes of the people. Did not expect that Han Mo in this matter is particularly calm, no rage, also did not turn away.

This may be a good sign, Korean excited thought, and then want to say something. What I didn't expect is that if I overstock half my stomach, I will be stifled back to my stomach. All this is because Han Mo turns his head to look at him and opens his lips.

That person said, only said three words, let Korean speechless. "I know." Han Mo knows, he knows all this. No more words, just three words to express their attitude.

There are a lot of words to say first in Korean, quietly closed his mouth. How could she forget this important point? This man and sister Sang Sang are friends in common distress, and they are also people who regard each other as life. They know more about things than him.

The aroma of tea is dense. At the moment when the hot water is poured into the teapot, the whole cabin is filled with the aroma of tea. Jiangmen language happily sucked nose, devout and almost greedy to enjoy the taste of tea.

Lin Nianchu saw him like that, but he and Xiaoming were laughing. "It's a good tea. Brother Jiang doesn't have to be so impatient. Tell me about you. What's so precious that you haven't seen? "

Raise your hand to wipe off a drop of hot water with a white handkerchief. Lin Nianchu teases. I don't know where the Jiangmen language comes from. I'm afraid that my poor tea skills will pollute my tea. So he begged and asked himself to make tea for him.

Jiangmen language ignored him, just staring at the tea in the cup. The tea leaves are swaying up and down under the buoyancy of water. Unfortunately, they can't be drunk now. Because you can't drink the first brew, you have to wait for the second one.

"It seems that you are going to have something big to do." Lin Nianchu suddenly said this kind of words with some directivity. Xiaoming sat by and chewed a pear, chewing Zhenghuan. When she heard this, she stopped.

Jiangmen language still didn't give Lin Nianchu a look, but he answered with an absent-minded voice and said, "you can still see these things, even what I want to do next?" It sounds like a normal conversation, but it has deep meaning.

"It's just a casual question. You don't have to put it in your heart even if you get it right." Lin Nianchu poured out the first tea and filled the teapot with hot water. Lower lip gently pursed, raised his hand will empty cup filled. "Brother Jiang, please."Jiangmen language waiting for a long time, impatient to take a sip. This tea has a cool fragrance. After brewing with hot water, it will not overheat miraculously, just like normal temperature tea. Jiangmen language did not put down the cup, it turned a few circles in front of the nose.

"What's the matter? Is there something wrong?" See Jiangmen language just a face to enjoy, turn cold in the past, even frowned. Lin Nianchu's heart flustered up, his brewing technique is not wrong. He poured himself a cup and tasted it.

Tea is mild and has a long fragrance. The clear water used to make tea is collected Mountain Dew. Does the dew dilute the taste? Countless questions in Lin Nianchu's head turned back and forth, really can't think of, he can only turn to Jiangmen language.

Look up at the man, who is looking at himself for a moment. Such as Obsidian eyes in general with smart light, he could not bear with a flustered face, clearly printed on it.

The man's lips were red, and his words were like ridicule and pity. "There's no problem with the tea, but there's something wrong with the people who make it." When Lin Nianchu heard this, he was shocked and his eyes wandered. He didn't know how to fall on the object in Jiangmen language's hand.

On this day, Qian Sangsang still repeated the life of the previous days, using a book that Han Lin brought to her from time to time with the characters of Xiuxian world as a reference. Pick up the brush in your hand and draw something on the paper. If there are onlookers, you should praise it.

Of course, the surprise is not how beautiful Qian Sangsang's words are, but the magnificent momentum of writing, but the crooked words. This contrast is really amazing. Qian Sangsang himself can't stand it any more, so he lay down his pen, ink, paper and inkstone.