-
Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading
Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in hlnovel.com -> Romance -> Super Fairy Garden Chapter 1842 Young Mistress, I Can't Do It
Previous page Return to Catalog Next page
- Keep crying, Feng Mingming keeps comforting.
It's not your fault, the young master doesn't sleep, you can still control it, can't you?
Pinger was a little wronged by Feng Mingming.
But soon she adjusted her mood.
Perhaps, Feng Mingming was very busy, and after coming here to understand the situation, he left again.
Ping'er didn't even explain to her that an old man came here last night.
Sitting below, with red eyes, watching the young master lying there motionless.
That night, Gu Yun, who had been lying on the roof, finally jumped down.
Looking at the food on that table, I ate two casual bites and set up a new table.
It's just that there are only two chairs on the table at this time.
Set up the chessboard, sit there, and wait for the arrival of the master.
Ping'er, who was sitting on the other side, felt even more wronged when she saw this situation.
Since that time, the young master doesn't seem to like women anymore, he likes old men.
She had never seen the young master wait for someone so seriously.
Even the young mistress doesn't seem to have this kind of treatment.
This situation exceeded her understanding of the young master, and she felt that she should have done something wrong.
"Master, that old man"
Gu Yun suddenly turned around: "That's my master!"
Ping'er was taken aback, and quickly changed her words: "Young master's master, it is impossible for him to come today.
Didn't you say it when you left during the day, and you only come every few days.
Well, young master, he also left a book for you, which means he wants you to study that book. "
As soon as Ping'er finished speaking, she realized that she had said something wrong.
Under such circumstances, how can you say such a thing?
Sure enough, after hearing what he said, Gu Yun's eyes suddenly lit up.
"That's right, Ping'er is still amazing, I didn't even think of that.
Well, tonight, you rest first, I will study here all night. "
Ping'er was praised, but felt very uncomfortable in her heart.
Do you want to stay alone again?
This made a little girl like her very uncomfortable and uncomfortable at all.
Instead of going to sleep, under the light of the moon, he came to the other chair.
Lying on the table, staring at the chessboard in front of him in a daze.
She can play chess, and she is pretty good at it.
But she couldn't understand the chess game in front of her at all.
I don't even understand why I made a move in this position.
Huh!
Time passed by every minute and every second, and Gu Yun gradually entered the state.
He flipped through the book with nearly a hundred pages over and over again, and read it again and again.
Occasionally play chess against the books, and occasionally smile.
The changes on the chessboard began to make Ping'er unable to see through.
Heizi played, and Baizi suddenly exploded and understood, and just disappeared on the chessboard and returned to the chess box.
When the white pieces fell, the black pieces suddenly started to move around on the chessboard.
You come and go, as if a group of people are fighting, falling into madness.
Then, the chess pieces shattered one by one and disappeared on the chessboard.
Gradually, Ping'er became interested.
What is this?
It seems that it is not playing chess, but a game, a game that ordinary people can't play well.
Just like that, one was operating on the chessboard, and the other was lying on the side, watching with relish.
Both of them forgot to rest.
Until the next day, just after dawn, a feeling of drowsiness struck.
Gu Yun didn't sleep for two days, and he was a little uncomfortable.
Ping'er was so sleepy that she fell asleep at the table.
Putting away the chessboard, Gu Yun just hugged the opponent and walked towards the room.
The two fell into a deep sleep.
When Feng Mingming came again, Gu Yun, who had only slept for less than two hours, had already reached the roof and continued to study.
Regarding Feng Mingming's arrival, he seemed to have not seen it.
Coming to the room, Feng Mingming frowned looking at Ping'er who was sleeping peacefully on the bed.
Ping'er woke up, saw the disturbed bedding next to her, then looked at her intact clothes, and sighed slightly.
"Didn't anything happen to you last night?"
Feng Mingming frowned, and asked while standing by the bed.
Feng Mingming was a little embarrassed, how could he casually bring up such a thing?
"Ping'er, actually, if you think about it, why"
Pinger cried again, hugging Feng Mingming: "Young Mistress, Pinger can't do it!"
"Why, last night, he didn't touch you?"
Feng Mingming felt that something was wrong.
According to her thinking, it should not be the case.
It's been a day of relaxation, how can Gu Yun bear it?
For a while, she sat by the bed, patted Ping'er's back, feeling very puzzled.
"No, the young master played chess all day last night."
Hearing this, Feng Mingming sighed slightly: "Okay, I understand, I'll come tonight."
Ping'er was slightly taken aback: "Young mistress, why do you miss the young master so much This is not good for the young master, right?"
Feng Mingming sighed slightly: "I don't want to do this either, only in this way will his cultivation base increase rapidly.
I think you have also discovered that your cultivation base has risen rapidly recently.
This is because of your body, so it will happen in this situation.
You can tell by looking at Wushuang, this time, she probably won't wake up in less than ten and a half months. "
"Ah?" Ping'er couldn't react for a while: "Young Mistress means Miss Wushuang"
"She is in seclusion." Feng Mingming said with a slight smile: "What happened last time had a great impact on her.
When she wakes up again, her strength will soar, and by then, she may be comparable to Yan'er. "
Having said that, Ping'er opened her mouth wide with an expression of disbelief.
how so?
Does the young master still have this ability?
"Young mistress, will this have a particularly big impact on the young master?"
She thought of a kind of magic skill, especially thinking of the young master's state these days, which is very abnormal.
"Don't worry, the young master will be fine.
For him, this is a kind of practice, but he doesn't know it. "
"ah?"
Ping'er's eyes were wide open, and she just sat on the edge of the bed, thinking about the possibility of this matter.
After a long time, she suddenly raised her head: "Young mistress, don't worry, Ping'er will work hard, and I will definitely let the young master succeed in training.
Hmph, it's all the old man's fault. If it wasn't for him, how could the young master be in this state?
I think that old man is the nemesis of the young master, and he knows the current situation of the young master.
Deliberately taught him to play chess to affect the young master's cultivation. "
"Old man?" Feng Mingming couldn't understand for a while.
What does this have to do with the old man?
Ping'er nodded fiercely: "Young Mistress, you don't know, since you left here last time, an old man has come here.
He was very kind to the young master, and even took the initiative to teach the young master how to play chess.
It is because of this that the young master doesn't want to practice and is addicted to playing chess every day. "
Having said that, Ping'er pursed her mouth.
People stopped crying, and complained angrily as if they had found a vent.
Feng Mingming narrowed his eyes, imagining the identity of this old man.
Would it be easy for Gu Yun to be recognized as a master? (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
- Previous pageCatalogNext page