Chapter 139 Picking

"My son, I suddenly found out that you did it on purpose." In Xue Mu's bedroom, Xue Mu leaned on the recliner, Menglan nestled in his arms and murmured.

"What did I deliberately..."

"You said before that it is because of insufficient cultivation and you feel embarrassed. It must be fake. You are waiting on purpose, waiting for the day when Menglan truly becomes the fairy chased in people's hearts, then it will satisfy the interest of the son, and it will taste delicious. right?"

Xue Mu stroked her hair and smiled: "I didn't really think about it before, but this time I felt a little bit when I was told by you. Maybe the subconscious is waiting."

Menglan comfortably hid in his arms and gave a light "hum": "I know that the son likes the lord, there must be some reasons for this. Others are afraid and respect, and few dare to treat her as a woman. Look, you are even more coveted because of this."

Xue Mu smiled and said, "I said Menglan..."

"Ok?"

"I always think that you should be a very powerful person. He has a good sense of people's mind and acted well. And..." Xue Mu paused, and said: "Your appearance is better than most disciples. It means to stand out from the crowd, why was it that you could not pass the selection of the inner sect and stayed outside the sect? Just because of insufficient martial arts qualifications?"

Meng Lan pursed her lips, and said in a low voice, "The lack of martial arts qualifications is indeed the reason, but there were other reasons at the beginning."

Xue Mu had already expected it, nodded and said, "What's the reason?"

"There is nothing. Most of the disciples above our age are young children selected from the families and gangs with close contacts in the early years. The chaos thirteen years ago led to the decline of this school, and many people tended to Both benefit and avoid harm have been separated from the sect, and even the children who worshipped in the sect are no longer." Menglan smiled: "In fact, it is not only Menglan, but also many teachers and sisters. The lord stabilized the situation. Afterwards, the sect was re-developed, and several inner sect selections were made. Naturally, those of us were not liked by the elders, and most of us lost the election."

Xue Mu shook his head and said: "Then you children are very poor, abandoned by the family, and the sect is also separated from each other. It is hard to live at a young age."

"In fact, it's okay... the sect is waiting to be thriving. When hiring people, the sect master has a measure, and the overall situation is not bad for us." Menglan smiled: "Some sisters will be flexible and won the elders. Many of them were selected for the inner sect afterwards. It’s just that Menglan didn’t look away at first, and felt that she was right. Why did she deliberately please others? Now she is really ignorant. It’s normal to have no debts and behave better to please the elders, so why bother to think too complicated."

Xue Mu remembered what Yue Xiaochan said at that time, "Senior Sister was not a fondness before." This time he matched the number, and he smiled: "So your current level of work is the result of introspection and awakening?"

"It's true that what happened was more thorough because of this." Meng Lan sighed lightly: "But since I was young, it is difficult to make any changes, and it is still noble."

"Huh?" Xue Mu looked at her in surprise: "It doesn't look like it."

"At that time, Baihuayuan was on the verge of bankruptcy. Uncle Qingqing was really planning to try and let the outside disciples go there. The letters asking for opinions from the Sect Master were all sent out..." Menglan tightened a little bit in Xue Mu's arms. Fen: "It's not that Menglan is boasting. Among the teachers and sisters of the capital's sub-rudder, Menglan thinks that she is superior in appearance. That really feels that she will be sold by Qingqing at any time, and she is afraid that she can't sleep at night. , Menglan thought that instead of showing off her laughter, she might as well serve someone..."

"Uh..." Xue Mu also thought about it. At the time, she said she could afford it. If you think about it this way, it's really better to say that she is too noble in her bones. Can't help but smile: "So it makes me cheap?"

"Later, Menglan really felt that there is no such thing as a son in the world. It would be great if the son could really be my husband..." Menglan blushed slightly and said in a low voice, "But Menglan also knows that there are fewer people than the lord. Menglan is far behind the character like the Sect Master. Then please take the second place, just stay with the son..."

Xue Mu felt soft in his heart, and the beauty was all about it, but there was no point in saying that he was really not a man. He provoked Menglan's chin without saying a word, lowered his head and kissed it.

Meng Lan embraced his neck and responded enthusiastically, murmured: "What Ice Fairy Qin Fairy is just the little maid that my son will do at will..."

These words are really more powerful than any Mei Gong, Xue Mu shot the sky in an instant, and his movements became a bit rough. Menglan didn't care about his slightly rough movements, but continued to add materials: "The dual cultivation method Menglan has already memorized..."

Xue Mu picked her up, and rolled over on the bed again.

Soon there was the sound of the veil tearing, and pieces of veil flew on the edge of the bed.

There is one thing that once made Xue Mu think that the world is not very good. All the women practiced too strong, which caused the men to be difficult to revitalize on the couch. They had to give in. What sense of accomplishment could that be achieved? But at this moment, I suddenly felt that as long as my practice keeps up, that bad thing will turn into a good thing...

Because the flexibility of each of them is surprisingly good, and the endurance is also terribly good. They can accompany you in any posture and withstand any of your play styles. Even the virgin Huanghua can serve you without knowing the world.

At this time, the difference in physical strength between him and Menglan is very small, and even he needs to be stronger. It is infinitely consistent with the situation of normal men and women. Both parties can let go without any need to accommodate each other. It is a true blend of water and milk. Good show.

Xue Mu has also seen the dual cultivation method, knowing that the dual cultivation effect is the best in this state, but at least at this moment, it is difficult for him to think about the cultivation method. At this moment, the outside world is chasing the Qin Fairy who is spreading by mouth, the chai and the jade are in chaos, and the jade body is in chaos, and the gentleman is in charge of playing. How horrible is it to perform at this time?

The mind can be left alone temporarily, but the postures need to be referred to, such as the double dance of the luan, the jumping of the wild horse, the silkworm...

He temporarily left everything behind, and devoted himself to the long-awaited gentleness of Menglan.

Outside the house, Zhuo Qingqing leaned against the doorpost, did not know where to get a wine gourd, leaned there and drank wine leisurely. She looked like a drunk Begonia flower, but Luo Qianxue, who was guarding her with her, always felt that Zhuo Qingqing's face was stinky.

After a while, there was an unconcealed gasp from the room, and then the voice grew louder and louder, accompanied by Menglan's somewhat changed tone, and even the bed began to creak.

Zhuo Qingqing took a sip.

"Yes, Fairy Qin fell as soon as she rose." Luo Qianxue said with a smile: "It's really going to be spread out. I don't know how many people's hearts will be broken."

Zhuo Qingqing glanced at her squintly: "The ignorant people will be fascinated by a portrait. A broken heart deserves it."

Luo Qianxue smiled and said, "I'm not just talking about the hearts of men..."

Zhuo Qingqing's drinking movement froze, and she said to herself, "Could it be that your daughter is also heartbroken?"

Luo Qianxue was originally the guardian of Xue Qingqiu, but not Zhuo Qingqing's subordinate. Now he can only be regarded as a new colleague. There is no old boss accumulating power, and he has no pressure to joke with Zhuo Qingqing: "I am still at peace, I am afraid I am afraid We lead the lord's bitter wine into my throat and heartache..."

"Huh." Zhuo Qingqing curled his lips and said: "When a bunch of little fairies hook up to the son, I don't see the old lady to send it."

This is true. Luo Qianxue is just a joke. Although there is a bit of suspicion that Zhuo Qingqing has broken his heart, it is more obvious that Zhuo Qingqing has opinions on Menglan. So he changed the topic and said: "Menglan Pretty is indeed very beautiful, but she said that her appearance is higher than others in your capital division. I think she is too tall. At least I know one person, and she will never be under her."

Zhuo Qingqing felt like a friend and happily picked up the wine gourd and took a sip: "Exactly, Sao Tizi really feels that others are inferior to her. Who do you know?"

Luo Qianxue blinked his eyes: "I have little contact with the sub-rudder of the capital. I only know one, that is, the sub-rudder of the capital."

"Puff..." Zhuo Qingqing just took a sip of wine, and he heard the words spray all over the floor.