Chapter 377： Jiang Shangyue's birthday

Every day today, every year now?

Xiao Xu was a little hesitant. It seems that it has only begun at this moment in the past 20 years.

But when he thought about the trip, his tremor disappeared.

If the snake kiss poison can't be solved, then the beginning is the end.

It's just fine, it's better than ending before it starts.

After Chu Qingyan's sword dance was over, it also pushed the atmosphere to a high tide.

"Little princess, when did you secretly practice swordplay on our backs? Why didn't your subordinates know!" Mu Ling, holding a wine glass, looked relaxed and joked about her.

"I'm carrying you, of course, so as not to let you know." Chu Qingyan answered with a straightforward answer. She handed the sword to Jin Xin, and clapped her hands to the table.

Fire spirit and earth spirit laughed and said nothing.

Ethereal sees them so, they are a little clear, "I said you two already knew?"

Huo Ling was leaning against the railing, holding a whip in his hand, beating the palm of his hand, and smelling a smile. "We are in charge of patrolling. A living man is practicing martial arts under his eyelids. How can we not know? The martial arts of the little princess still instructed by the spirit. "

Everyone showed a look like this.

"The little princess is talented and smart, and her subordinates don't give any instructions. Everything depends on her own efforts." Tu Lingchao said that in fact, he didn't spend much time to teach. In the busy business, he demonstrated a set. The little princess learned a set. He had never thought about what climate the little princess would adhere to or practice, but today, it was unexpected to him.

Because the little princess's sword dance incorporates the two sets of swordsmanship he taught her before, the moves are basically no tricks and neat killings, but when she is connected in series, she has become a soft and rigid move. The intention of killing is unabated, most of which are women's tenderness.

I have to admit that the little princess has the talent for martial arts.

Tu Ling is used to seeking truth from facts. His words are always straightforward, but Chu Qingyan is still a little surprised to hear him so confident, but more happy.

For Xiao Xu, it should be more comforting.

"Big ice, I didn't embarrass you!" She closed her coat, walked to him, sat down, and looked at him expectantly.

In fact, no one is more sure than the words she most wanted to hear.

For so many days, in the cold wind, biting his teeth and practicing martial arts, in addition to wanting to prove that he really can, but also want to tell him that she is not a sparrow, she is also a young hawk, an eagle that can fly high.

"In the last few days, you are concealing your king, just to practice martial arts?" Xiao Xu looked at her cheeks reddish from dancing swords, and said something unclearly.

Chu Qingyan nodded, but shook his head again. "I used to practice martial arts in the early hours. When you wake up and I hide from you, I was preparing a cake and sword dance show."

"You and the girl Cheng were actually lying about the piano art?" Xiao Xu remembered the seriousness when she lied, and had to say that she was almost deceived by her.

She touched her nose and laughed. "It is no surprise not to lie to you. You actually taught me when you touched the piano. Wasn't the clothes burnt at that time? I didn't master the heat and kept turning The cake is burnt. "

Watching her embarrassed tongue out, Xiao Xu can imagine that she was busy researching in the kitchen. For his birthday, she worked hard in a place he couldn't see, just to make him have an unforgettable birthday. It's deceiving not to touch.

"Benefits have been achieved, and the King will not hold you to lie." Xiao Xu looked at her little face, calmly, but with a little soft light in his eyes.

Uh……

Chu Qingyan froze, not right. According to the script, Big Ice Cube should be very happy. She felt that she did a good job and was very moved.

But why did the change succeed?

The style is obviously wrong!

But she thought about it, and was happy according to the character of the big ice cube? Moving? That is impossible.

"Big ice, and hard work!" Chu Qingyan could not help pouting.

The little guy's face suddenly collapsed, and Xiao Xu bent his lips, "It's all gone."

Howling--

Be stingy!

But she never thought about doing so many pictures herself, at most she wanted to make the big ice cube happy.

He never succeeded in his life, he became famous, but now he is hiding in Tibet, he feels sad.

Thinking of this, Chu Qingyan raised her smile again. She reached out and poured a cup of tea for him. "Big ice cubes, although you can't drink alcohol at this time, it is also good to drink tea. This is an authentic Longjing, I bought it in the town of Junlan. It was too fast that day, otherwise I would buy more. "

Tea cups filled the tea, and the fragrance overflowed.

There was a faint scent in the air.

Xiao Xu sees the fragrance mist, looks down at the person who lowers his eyes, and earnestly helps him to pour tea. It seems that the little guy has grown up a lot. This way, she keeps growing, and she does n’t notice when she gets along. When you look closely, you can detect it.

"Everyone, the little princess dancing sword must have seen it all. Come and come, I also give you a whip dance."

At this time, the fire spirit took the whip and walked into the open space with great interest. He drank some wine, his face was a little red, but he was even more beautiful.

As soon as the voice fell, the whip came out, like a snake, flexible and changeable.

Chu Qingyan marveled, "I always thought that Fire Spirit was best at using swords, but I never thought that his whip was so good!"

Xiao Xu followed her gaze and looked at the man who swayed in the air, and then looked at the good boys who leaned or leaned or sat clapping, his eyes were a little complicated.

For so many years, they followed their own campaigns, and never stopped. They tightened their strings every day.

Now at this time, they are living like themselves.

"The whip is not conducive to close combat. Fire Spirit just treats it as a leisure time." At this time, the ethereal inserted a sentence, holding a hip flask in his hand, shaking it and drinking it, as she was when she first saw her. Not the same, a little more cheerful and chic.

"Actually, the ethereal spirit not only knows medicine, but the flute is also very powerful! It's just that he hasn't heard him play for many years." At this time Mu Ling broke the news irresponsibly.

As soon as Chu Qingyan's eyes lighted, she immediately turned her head and asked Xiangling, "Really? Would you like a song?" But she didn't forget the song played by bamboo leaves that night, although sad, it was very moving.

The empty spirit heard Yan Yanluo subconsciously glanced at the soup not far away, a little embarrassed.

Chu Qingyan didn't miss his look, rolled his eyes, and immediately waved to Yan Luo, "Sister Yan Luo, can you appreciate the face and the empty ensemble ensemble?"