Chapter 817

The paper crane was so frightened by Su Chan that it quickly spread its wings and flew up. With a hula, it disappeared outside the window.

Looking at the direction of the paper crane, Su Chan couldn't help but yearn and miss: Yundong doesn't know how to react when he sees the note I gave him. Will he miss me? What will he give me back?

The little girl was thinking of the sweet place and couldn't help showing a knowing smile on her face. But when her crazy eyes gradually came back, she swept her eyes and suddenly saw a note written on the table lying alone on the table.

Su Chan immediately straightened her eyes. She wanted to shout. She was afraid that the master would hear it, so she had to gnash her teeth at the window and whispered, "Hey, idiot, you didn't bring your note. Come back quickly!"

But the paper crane has long flown out. Where can su Chan shout back?

The little girl was so depressed and crazy that she subconsciously wanted to fly out to catch up with the paper crane, but as soon as her idea came out, she heard Ao Wushuang say in the next room: "cicada, what did you say just now?"

Su Chan immediately replied, "no, nothing, master!" after that, she sat down on her bed depressed, holding her knees in her hands and her chin on her knees. She couldn't help complaining about herself: "Su Chan, Su Chan, you are so stupid that you finally want a thousand paper cranes. Now it's OK! When Yundong gets it, how can you know that I passed it on to him?"

But after she thought so, she couldn't help comforting herself and said, "maybe Yundong will understand when he sees it. He should have this tacit understanding with me!"

She is thinking with resentment at this head. In Tiannan City, Li Yundong has just returned from class with the seven treasure psychic fan on his back.

With the deepening of practice, Li Yundong gradually realized the meaning and true meaning of practice. He gradually began to no longer rely on cars as a means of transportation, but more on his own legs.

Whether at school or after school, he ran back with his legs carrying a seven treasure psychic fan of more than 100 kg. While running along the way, he paid attention to adjusting the breath in his body. It can be said that he was practicing all the time.

When he got home, he opened the door with his key. As soon as he entered the door, he smelled a smell. Li Yundong looked curiously, but saw two dishes on the table.

When Li Yundong looked, he saw that the first dish was a vegetable platter fried with celery, lily, corn kernels and asparagus. There was no oil or water in it. It was poured with a thin layer of starch juice, which looked crystal clear. In addition, these dishes were placed in a beautiful fan shape. Each dish had distinct colors, looked beautiful and delicious, which could not be done by the chef.

Li Yundong laughed. He didn't even have to look at it to know that it must be the food cooked by Ziyuan. He shouted in the restaurant, "Hello, is it a holiday today? The eldest martial sister of Zhengyi linggong sect actually cooks herself?"

After a while, Ziyuan came out of the kitchen with an apron and a soup bowl in his hand. Li Yundong looked at a bowl of white fish in thick soup. A few meters away, Li Yundong could smell the strong smell of fish, which made his forefinger move.