Chapter 322

Looking at Mo Huan who was so excited, Shen Qing found that she was also beginning to be moved. She was moved by the story she made up, and even more by Mo Huan's sincerity and enthusiasm.

"Mo Huan..." She tried to comfort him, but there was no way out.

"Fine..." Mo Huan hands back to the area, will Shen Qing tightly in his arms, head down, speechless.

Shen Qing wanted to push him away, but found that he was trembling. His face was buried deep in his neck, warm, and I feel wet.

He cried!

Shen Qing's heart is a little flustered. She is most afraid of other people's crying, and it's her own crying!

Hands slowly lifted up, trying to stretch forward, gently around Mo Huan's waist.

His waist, though narrow, was strong. Shen Qing's hands went through his waist and patted him on the back, giving silent comfort.

Estimating that Mo Huan's mood should be almost stable, Shen Qing gently pushed Mo Huan and said in a soft voice like coaxing a child: "Hey, I say, are you ashamed or not? If I tell a story casually, you will be moved like this. Then I can't tell you any more stories."

Mo Huan listened, his body slightly stiff, but he relaxed. His face was still buried in his neck, and his voice said: "no, you make me unhappy. As compensation, you should often tell me stories in the future."

“……”

Shen Qing has a black thread. Well, no matter whether he is playing rogue or coquetry, Shen Qing said that she is powerless to fight!

"You, you get up first! Your head is so heavy that I won't grow in the future! " Shen Qing pushed him hard again.

The heat he exhaled and the tears he had just shed made Shen Qing's neck very uncomfortable. Besides, his head is really heavy! It makes her shoulders ache!

As soon as Mo Huan heard this, he raised his head slightly. Shen Qing was relieved of the burden, and his shoulders relaxed a lot. The gap is big, there is cold air blowing in, also feel comfortable a lot.

But Mo Huan didn't feel guilty at all. He stood up again, straightened his waist, and began to see what part of Shen Qing's height was.

Shen Qing looks up slightly and sees Mo Huan's measurement of his height.

Crows flying overhead This devil!

"Fine Although you are not tall now, you can be compared with other women. You don't need to be higher. " After the evaluation, Mo Huan said seriously.

Shen Qing was so weak that she didn't even have the strength to give him white eyes. In her heart, there were only camels shuttling slowly.

Seeing that she finally broke away from Mo Huan's control, Shen Qing gently moved back, raised her head and asked him, "do you want to hear what happened to this stick?"

She has been dead once, and now she can still live well in this strange world. She can't deny whether there is black and white impermanence between yin and Yang, whether there is a yellow spring, and whether there is Mengpo and her soup.

But whether it's positive or negative, this stick has nothing to do with that one!

"Is Qing going to tell a story again? OK, I'll listen Mo Huan made preparations. Just now, he was too suddenly out of control. After a while, he could no longer cry in front of her. What a shame!

Shen Qing takes a look at him. Seeing his nervousness, she asks herself if she looks like a sentimental queen? She knew that she didn't have many touching stories, so I'm afraid that his heart building was in vain!

"Well," Shen Qing said, pointing to the abrupt and bald stick, "it's called a sundial. It's used to help watch the time."

Seeing Mo Huan's frowning and thinking, she didn't seem to understand. Shen Qing picked up a stone from the ground, drew a circle around the stick, and carved an average of 12 scales on the circle.

After Shen Qing finished painting, Mo Huan suddenly realized, "Oh I see! "

This sound gives Shen Qing a fright!

Got it? That's how fast I get it?! I haven't said anything yet. At the beginning, it took her a long time to tell Yunmei that she was not too confused. But after a few days, she didn't know what to think.

Ah! I am also confused! How can Yunmei compare with Mo Huan! Don't say Yunmei is now silly her three years, is not pregnant, not stupid, she is not the size of Mo Huan!

There's no comparison!

Mo Huan went to the circle, pointed to the twelve scales with his toes, and said, "these are the twelve hours of the day. They are ZiChou Yinmao. The day when the light shines on the stick, the shadow will be cast to the corresponding time position..."

I'll go! Do you want to be so smart?! You can see it so clearly in a moment!

But looking at Mo Huan again, it seems that he still has something to say.

He suddenly turned back, his eyes glowing with excitement, staring at Shen Qing and saying, "Qing! You are so smart! That's a good way. It's too accurate to look at the time like this! "

Shen Qing is black again! My beloved Chinese ancestor, I'm sorry for stealing your wisdom and achievements, and making this evil man think that your great invention is my intelligence!I'll burn two more sticks of incense for you in the evening. I hope you don't dislike them. Please accept them

Shen Qing repents in her heart, but in Mo Huan's eyes, she is shy because of being praised.

This girl, always so different, always can give him infinite surprise!

When Shen Qing is embarrassed to steal the wisdom of the ancients, Yunfeng comes

If you don't see him, first listen to his voice: "Qing'er, can you tidy up? Can we go now? "

Er Here we go! Shen Qing suddenly remembers, forgets to send someone to tell Yunfeng that she and Yunmei are not going.

But Mo Huan frowned fiercely. The ambiguous address and tone made him angry and want to beat the speaker!

Yunfeng was wearing a white robe and a warm smile. It was as elegant as the warm jade of the cold mountain. It made people feel warm all over.

But Mo Huan thought that he was a wolf in sheep's clothing, a complete hypocrite. But he couldn't tell where the fake was.

Maybe it's because he robbed Shen Qing with himself, or maybe it's a simple sixth sense, or they have a different aura. In a word, they hate him very much!

Mo Huan doesn't like Yun Feng, and Yun Feng doesn't like to see Mo Huan.

He didn't expect that, at this critical moment, he would like to let him slash people and appear in Qing'er's yard. Moreover, they also said that they were smiling and so intimate!

Warm smile, only in the cloud Maple see Mo Huan that moment, in the face stiff for a moment, then restore as usual.