after god gambler

Chapter 308 Who dares to bully (4)
He quickly planted the Emerald Cloud Grass into the soil, and soon this large piece of land would be covered with beautiful Emerald Cloud Grass.

"so amazing!"

Feng Meixue looked at the Cuiyun grass stretching its branches and leaves in the wind, she couldn't help but parted her red lips in surprise.

"It's nothing surprising. I was born with this ability, but no one else knows it."

Jun Wunian washed his hands, and said casually, he didn't feel that his abilities were magical.As soon as he was born, all the herbs within ten miles of Jun's house withered. Everyone thought he was ominous, but no one knew that he could also make dead trees rejuvenate.

"Aren't you afraid that we are bad people?"

Feng Meixue's eyes fell on him lightly, and she sat resting at the stone table beside her, the light and shadow leaking from the shade of the flowers, wandering around her body, it seemed full of grotesque feeling.

"You are not a bad person!"

Jun Wunian said bluntly, he is very accurate at seeing people, and he almost never misses them.

He is naturally close to nature and is very sensitive to human breath. The woman in front of him has a very peaceful breath, which makes him feel very comfortable.

"I'm Feng Meixue, and he's my husband, Mo Yanhua. Nice to meet you!"

Feng Meixue's sweet voice, with a bit of gentleness, came in the wind, and slowly fell into Jun Wunian's ears.

Her pink and purple smoked silk gauze dress glowed faintly in the sun, and her hair brushed over her fragrant shoulders and fell down.The faint smile on his face was as clear and shallow as water waves, but it contained warmth that penetrated into the soul.

"Would you like to be my friend?"

Jun Wunian's eyes flashed with excitement, he looked at Feng Meixue and Mo Yanhua, and asked with some uncertainty.

"Ok!"

Feng Meixue looked at this straightforward and sunny boy, and nodded slightly, the smile on her lips spread into his heart like ripples.

"Xue'er's friend is my friend!"

Mo Yanhua's soothing and continuous voice, there is a bit of determination in the plain, and there is also a bit of endless doting on Feng Meixue.

He never restricts her freedom, she wants to make friends, he naturally supports her.

She is a living person, not anyone's property.She has her own living space, she can meet new friends, and she can have things she likes to do.

Because I love her, I tolerate her, even if I get jealous sometimes, but I always trust her unswervingly.

When Jun Wunian heard their words, a touching brilliance floated on his handsome face, and there was a little sparkle in his eyes.

He was regarded as an ominous disaster star since he was a child. Except for his close relatives, no one else dared to approach him, and no one wanted to make friends with him.

He really wants to attract the attention of others, he really wants to tell them that he is not a disaster star, but words are so powerless.

"Wu Nian, the elixir my teacher asked you to refine last time, have you refined it yet?"

A mellow and elegant voice like a breeze came down unhurriedly.

The familiar medicinal herb Qingfen floated into Wuxinju, and the sea-green clothes fluttered in the wind.

Nalan Fengyin walked in with leisurely steps, her fair face was shiny and smooth, and the pale pink lips under the bridge of her handsome nose were so beautiful that one couldn't help but sigh.Long black jade-like hair cascaded down, dancing in the wind along with the silk-colored belt.

"Master, I didn't practice well!"

Seeing Nalan Fengyin's handsome face with a warm smile forever, Jun Wunian couldn't help feeling a little terrified in his heart, moved his footsteps, and hid behind Feng Meixue.

"Nalan, why are you here?"

When Feng Meixue saw Nalan Fengyin's figure, a smile filled her face, and the corners of her lips twitched high.

"Haunting ghosts! I can see you everywhere!"

Mo Yanhua's handsome face suddenly darkened, and seeing the smile on Nalan Fengyin's face, he felt that his fist wanted to stick to his body!

"I think so!"

Jun Wunian couldn't help muttering in agreement when he heard Mo Yanhua's words.

"Meixue, you are here to attend the family gathering of the Feng Clan!"

Nalan Fengyin directly ignored Mo Yanhua and Jun Wunian, and looked at Feng Meixue with gentle eyes, with a trace of tenderness on his handsome face.

"Did you already know that she would come, so you followed?"

Mo Yanhua's voice fell sour, even sour plums couldn't match the sour taste.She has the right to make friends, so he also has the freedom to be jealous, so he is very jealous now!

"Well, I did guess that Meixue might come over, so I'm coming too!"

Nalan Fengyin seemed to be planning to add fuel to the flames, sitting gracefully opposite Feng Meixue, with surprise on her face.

"Huh? You're pregnant!"

His eyes fell on Feng Meixue's body, and then he noticed her stomach, and his heart tugged slightly, the pain came too suddenly, like an electric current passing through the soul, and there was a violent shock.

But the paradox is that there is a faint joy welling up along with the pain.

Sweet and sour are intertwined, this taste is hard to describe.

"Congratulations!"

He was silent for a while, and then his mellow voice overflowed his lips with sincere blessings.

"Thank you!"

Feng Meixue's sweet voice fell lightly.The watery eyes narrowed slightly, and the thick eyelashes trembled slightly.

Looking at his figure, she seemed to see a bit of melancholy.

Why did he, who has always been free and unrestrained, be infected with such emotions?

"Can you reach out and let me see?"

"Ok!"

Feng Meixue stretched out her white catkin and placed it on the stone table.

"Wait, the table is too cold!"

Mo Yanhua took out a small cushion, tied the gold thread prepared earlier to her wrist, and gave Nalan Fengyin a provocative look.

"Xiaoyao Shengyi's medical skills are so superb, it shouldn't be a problem to diagnose the pulse by hanging silk?"

"no problem!"

Nalan Fengyin glanced at Mo Yanhua, his lips as pink as cherry blossoms parted, and his voice carried a hint of confidence.

Jun Wunian directly turned into a wooden stake, staring at Nalan Fengyin in a daze, feeling as if he had seen a ghost.

Did the master take the wrong medicine?Or did you not wake up when you woke up today?So delirious?

He remembered that the master never took the initiative to diagnose the pulse of others, and he was too lazy to respond to people asking him for a consultation with a lot of money and gifts on weekdays.

If the attitude of the other party is even worse, he will just throw up his sleeves and leave, and there will be no future.

But today he actually saw the master so good-tempered, Mr. Yanhua obviously didn't want him to check the pulse, but he still took it with great interest, with a rare serious expression.

"This person must be a fake!"

He pondered for a long time, and finally came to this conclusion.

(End of this chapter)