Vol 6 Chapter 832: Worry

I don't know how long it took, Han Bing's phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed, and a soft snow carpet was thickly spread on the ground. The moonlight on the snow was particularly shining and cold.

She said leisurely: "The bright moon shines on the snow, the wind is strong and sad."

"Why suddenly read such a poem?" A light laugh came from outside the door.

Hearing a "creak" of the wooden door, a man with the coldness of the snow had walked in from outside. Before the wind and snow could blow in, he quickly closed the wooden door.

Outside the door is ice and snow, but his face has a warm smile like a spring breeze, reminiscent of the scene when the flowers are in full bloom.

Yes, this person is Lu Yang, who is one of the best in the world, and the one who makes girls' hearts move. Nevertheless, every girl is so addicted to him and relieved.

Han Bing was silent, but stood at the window and stared at Lu Yang's sleeve.

Lu Yang's heart jumped suddenly. He picked up his sleeves and took a look. Only then did he find that a long slit had been cut in the sleeves.

This is already the third of these days. Lu Yang was afraid that Han Bing would think more about it. He pretended to be relaxed and said: "Too careless, maybe it was accidentally scratched somewhere..."

Before he finished speaking, Han Bing suddenly plunged into his arms and slowly pressed his face to his chest.

Lu Yang had just returned from the ice and snow, with a chill all over his body.

He was afraid of freezing Han Bing, so he subconsciously tried to push Han Bing, but Han Bing held his waist tightly with both hands and refused to let go.

Lu Yang gently patted Han Bing's back, and said, "Hey, my body is cold, let's go to the fire first..."

Han Bing said unhappily, "...I know everything, I know everything."

Lu Yang was taken aback for a moment, and for a while, he forgot to move. After waiting for him to react for a while, he couldn't help but sighed and hugged Han Bing lovingly.

This smart and sensitive woman really couldn't hide anything from her.

Lu Yang sighed, and apologized: "I didn't mean to hide it from you, I was afraid you were worried..."

The opponent he encountered this time was indeed very difficult and difficult to deal with, and indeed it was extremely dangerous.

"Have you met a baby-faced boy holding a jade bone fan?" Han Bing stated blankly, "He should be extremely light, comparable to you, with the shadow of Tangmen in Shuzhong in every move. , And sometimes the way to shoot is exactly the same as mine."

Lu Yang was taken aback for a moment, and quickly said, "Do you know him?"

Han Bing slowly released her hand, she withdrew from Lu Yang's embrace, walked to the table with an uneasy expression, and was silent for a while.

She sighed and said coldly: "You may have met Su Lingfeng, the number one master under Han Lin."

Su Lingfeng, perhaps few people know the name.

But if he mentions his previous identity, it is enough to make people in the rivers and lakes frightened, and the conversation changes, he is Tang Linfeng, the big disciple of the Tang Sect's Illusory Room.

He betrayed the Tang Sect after he went to Han Lin, and changed the surname of "Tang" to "Su" and "Lin" to "Ling".

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In recent years, there are not a few Tang Sect disciples who have chased him down, including Kang Xiao who studied under the same school.

However, Su Lingfeng's martial arts was indeed very high. There should not be many people who could control him in the martial arts of the time. In addition, he did not kill the brothers of the same family.

Even half of Han Bing's martial arts was taught by Su Lingfeng. In her mind, Su Lingfeng's martial arts should be superior to Lu Yang, and it is absolutely impossible to just pierce Lu Yang's cuff.

Could it be... he poisoned Lu Yang?

Han Bing turned around in a panic. She pulled over Lu Yang's sleeve with a little excitement, and tossed over to check whether Su Lingfeng had poisoned it.

Lu Yang watched Han Bing's movements without understanding, "Han Bing, what's wrong with you?"

Han Bing did not answer, her eyes were filled with melancholy. What exactly is Su Lingfeng going to do!

Lu Yang looked at Han Bing's gloomy expression, he hesitated for a while, took out a pack of chestnut cake with a trace of body temperature from his arms, and whispered: "I came back late, this chestnut cake is also cold... "

Han Bing recovered, she shook her head, took a piece of chestnut cake and brought it to his mouth. The soft words were like her gentle eyes, and said: "Try it, is it sweet?"

Lu Yang lowered his head and took a bite with her hand, chewed for a while, nodded and smiled: "Sweet."

How can it not be sweet? All this sweetness will come into his heart.

Han Bing looked at him softly, and stretched out his hand to gently wipe off the residue at the corner of his mouth: "It's warm in the heart, it won't be cold when you eat it; if it's not bitter in your heart, it's sweet when you eat it. And..." She smiled slightly and swept the previous look Xueshi's melancholy, she turned around and looked out the window, and said softly: "Look, does the snowflake on the red plum look like the icing on the candied haws? Maybe it's sweet."

Lu Yang spread his arms around and hugged Han Bing. He rubbed his chin against Han Bing's soft black hair, only feeling that his heart would melt softly.

Lu Yang couldn't help but whispered to her: "Han Bing."

Han Bing raised his eyes slightly to look at him, and was immediately covered by Lu Yang's lips. Lu Yang's soft lips were still cold, but the two of them had warmed up.

The beating light of the charcoal basin imprinted the indoor scene.

I don't know how long it took before Han Bing slowly withdrew from Lu Yang's arms. The warm atmosphere made her reluctant to think about the unhappy things that have not happened.

She looked up at him and said softly: "Take off your coat and I'll make it up for you."

Lu Yang was startled, and subconsciously looked at Han Bing's white and tender hands like shoots of bamboo shoots, and muttered, "You can also repair clothes?"

"Why wouldn't I?" Han Bing smiled. She looked at Lu Yang and said lightly: "Take off your coat and go to the fire."

While talking, Han Bing threaded the needle quickly.

Lu Yang didn't say anything more, he took off his coat obediently, and sat down on the low stool next to Han Bing.

For a while, there was only a crackling and burning sound from the charcoal bowl in the room. Lu Yang did not make a sound. He put his hand on his cheek and stared at Han Bing with interest.

Han Bing's eyebrows are like a crescent moon, and her muscles are like ice and snow. In the red candle, she is beautiful and beautiful, with delicate hands stitching his coat. ..

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