The old man chuckled. "The way:" Jue son, you have no white ache that wench. It's just a thousand words. With your talent, it's not easy. She's looking for you under the steps. "

The old master took Zhan hanjue to the backyard.

Zhan hanjue was sitting on the sofa, thinking.

Every time he went to xiangdingyuan, he was determined to go and return quickly. But why do you stay there for a long time without any reason?

It turns out that Zheng Ling hasn't had a good time these days. Should he feel lonely, and then he will hold the stray rabbit?

Old master Zhan ordered his servants, "go and prepare the ink for young master Jue."

The servant quickly brought pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Zhan hanjue looked at the old man speechless, "can't a pen?"

He also expected to write faster, so as to get Zheng Ling's forgiveness earlier.

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"Han Jue, you have to pay attention to the sense of form to coax women. Let her see your sincerity. The anger in my heart disappeared. You'll have a better life. "

Zhan hanjue took up his pen and began to write.

After that, Zhan hanjue stood up and said, "I'm going back."

Master Zhan pulled him, "jue'er, Zheng Ling is still angry. You calm her down. You stay with your grandfather tonight. "

"Zhan hanjue said with a smile:" the girl is soft hearted, I coax her, she will open the door

Master Zhan saw that he was stubborn and gave him advice. "If you want to go in, you have to sell miserably outside."

Zhan hanjue left in a hurry.

Return to the front yard of aiyuebao and knock on the door.

Zheng Ling went to the door and asked, "have you written correctly?"

Zhan hanjue put the confession book through the crack of the door. "It's done."

Zheng Ling is stunned. This guy has gone back and forth. Can he write a thousand character error recognition book with deep understanding in such a short time?

Zheng Ling read his confession book, the whole is gorgeous rhetoric, although there are also touching oath. But he didn't face up to his mistake.

"I don't open it." Zheng Ling breathed.

"Zheng Ling, brother Jue is very cold." Zhan hanjue began to sell miserably.

Zheng Ling was a little worried. He remembered that Zhan hanjue had a bad cold a few days ago, and now he was worried that he was not cold tolerant.

Zheng Ling opened the door slowly. Zhan hanjue suddenly picked her up and said happily, "I knew my Zheng Ling was good to me. I can't bear the cold. "

The plume of Zheng is suddenly depressed.

Zhan hanjue carries Zheng Ling into his bedroom. When he washes out, he finds that Zheng Ling has turned off the light and gone to bed.

It's rare when it's so quiet.

Zhan hanjue touched the bed and lay down in front of Zhengling.

Zheng Ling sleeps far away from him.

She couldn't let it go. Zhan hanjue was so polite to Juma.

Zhan hanjue had to lean against her and put out his hand to take her in his arms. Soft voice asks a way: "you are angry, must tell me why?"

Zheng Ling gets up with one bone, and the eyes in the night emit amazing light. "You don't know what's wrong with you?" Zheng Ling almost cried.

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