The Last Slag

At the beginning of the world, Tang Yan was only eleven years old. Now that one year has passed, she is also twelve years old.

Twelve years old in ancient times should be regarded as a particularly delicate age, between the ages of the little girl and the girl, the eyebrows are still tender, so that her grievances are red-eyed, giving the white 灏 a kind of The feeling of bullying a child.

Seeing that the day is obviously a bit stiff, Tang Yan is getting stronger.

After a while, Bai Hao was unable to hold back. He hesitated for a while before he tentatively reached out and touched her head. "Mo cry, it doesn't mean this."

Because Tang Yan seems to be really sad, so Bai Yu does not believe her previous rhetoric, but it is a little girl, it should be that her father taught something other than the mind when teaching her. .

He is a bit curious about this. Although it is very easy to force out the internal forces of others in the body, as long as he has deep internal strength, she did not even take the initiative to resist. His internal strength was given in a very hegemonic way. Eliminate going out.

This is a little different.

Originally, he agreed to come to this Tang family but wanted to try to see if he could find clues about the treasure map, but did not expect to have other discoveries.

The white fingertips stroked her long hair and found that the hand seemed to be unexpectedly good.

It stands to reason that his adult man's move to make this should be considered very rude. In the view of Bai Yu, Tang Yan is even smaller than Tang Yueyao. He is completely a child.

Tang Yan reached out and grabbed his hand. After grabbing his hand in his hand, Tang Yan also realized the problem. She immediately reacted and let go of him. It looked like he was putting his hand. I took it away from my head. "Don't touch my head, I am not a child!"

When she said this, her eyes were still wet with the grievances she had just suffered, and she was completely a little girl who was only a little bigger than the child.

"Sorry." Bai Hao apologized very sincerely, at least from the tone of his seriousness, "Tang girl's body is not a big problem, the problem is out of the internal skills, I am afraid this can not help." ""

Even in this world where girls can dance swords and swords, women are very valued about their own bodies, let alone vomiting blood from time to time. This is not a problem that can be ignored.

The average girl is afraid that even when the doctors are at a loss, they will be eager to turn around. Don’t say that they are hiding their inner strengths. I am afraid that even the martial arts secrets that they have practiced will be fully escorted.

"Oh, then forget it, vomiting blood is not a big deal." Tang said, "White God doctor, you have been calling me Tang girl, but I remember that you are also calling your sister like this? Will not be confused?"

After she finished speaking, she felt that she was very reasonable. She simply stood up from the chair and got together.

The day is not moving, let her get close and there is no movement. "What is the meaning of Tang girl?"

"Do you want to call me Tang Yan?"

"..." Bai Hao was the first time she met such a girl. She didn't seem to care about the most important restraint of the ordinary girl's family. Every time she talked to him, she didn't have a little worry, but she was very open.

Because of this deputy, Bai Hao has encountered too many women who are interested in him, but he is not here, and he is not interested in the feelings of men and women, so no matter how much the other party is, it is no different from him.

And those women tend to get the most out of it, trying to stuff his own hand-stitched purse, but never have any one like her.

Bai Yan looked at the girl who was in front of him. Because she was still young, her face still had children's only, but just looking at the eyebrows, I can see that the future must be a beauty.

Somehow, Bai Yan remembered the question she asked him that day.

"There are people who have a favorite," he said calmly.

Have a fart.

Through the dialogue just now, she also understood that Bai Hao really did not come to the Tang family for the sake of human feelings. In combination with the development in the plot, the use of the female host is not a temporary intention, but rather premeditated. So now he doesn't want to be entangled by a little girl outside the plan? After all, she is quite bad.

Go and complain about the system!

"But you are not together~! Without it, I still have the opportunity to pursue the medical doctor." She did not hide it, and she boldly said what she wanted in her heart. "Even if you I will not give up if I feel troubled."

A full child.

Bai Hao was silent for a while and sighed.

He stood up and pushed open the door. The long-awaited Tang father immediately greeted him. "God doctor! How about her?"

The white-faced face does not change color, and he repeats it directly with Tang Yan’s rhetoric. After finishing it, he said: “If it is convenient, it’s better to change the internal skills.”

Tang’s father did not think that the real reason for letting his little daughter vomit blood was actually the inner workings, but the inner working method is only the most common foundation, and how can there be such side effects.

But the **** doctor was still in front of him, and the Tang father nodded.

Sure enough, the next day, Don Juan got another in-house method from the father's side. The mind was completely different from her before. The bottom right corner of the cheat sheet printed a Tang in a rather cumbersome font. Word, that is to say, this is the inner work of the Tang family.

This time, the Tang father accompanied the whole process to ensure that there was no abnormality in the process of cultivation, and that she was free to let her free.

Perhaps it is exactly the same as the doctor of the gods, it is the pot of the heart.

After returning, Tang Yan also asked about the system-related problems. After all, every time you practice vomiting blood or something, it seems to be too horrible, and there must be a vomiting blood.

The response of the system is quite simple and easy to understand. The general meaning is that if the internal skills of the system are cultivated to the extreme, there will be no vomiting.

After hearing the guarantee of the system, Tang Hao was relieved.

Because he had put down a big talk to Bai Yu and said that he wanted to pursue him, so every day after that, she was bright and fair and ran to find him, and he was an adult man after all, naturally it was impossible to care for a child.

Ever since, the days when I thought it might be a bit boring became more and more noisy.

There will always be one more child in the empty room.

Every day, almost every day, I read books in the room, and Tang Yan simply looked at his books in the room and looked at his long-lost books. Sometimes he would write the lessons that Tang’s father had arranged for her. .

After all, the Tang family is also famous. Although the two daughters do not require the mastery of the chess and calligraphy, they must at least be illiterate.

The calligraphy of the two daughters is taught by the father of Tang, and from time to time, some related homework will be arranged.

After getting along for a long time, Bai Hao basically got used to one more person in the room. He found that she and the ordinary child seemed to be somewhat different. He thought she would be noisy, but she was very quiet, quiet and well-behaved. There is no reason to drive her away.

Although quiet and well-behaved is the most, she also has a very self-willed time.

"I listened to the squatting of the yard and said that there is a very famous Missy in the East Lane of Jingcheng." Tang Yan sat on the chair with her back in the chair. She looked at the book without any response. "It is said that the lady. The fish and the geese are so close-up, and the chess and paintings are well-versed."

Bai Hao finally had a reaction. He looked up at her. "Indeed, it seems to be the Miss Shen."

"Do you like that too?"

"Maybe." He replied ambiguously.

Don’t understand him too much. After all, if he only came to the Tang family for the treasure map, then the daughter of the Tang family liked him, isn’t it more conducive to his plan? But he refused her for the second time.

"White, can you play chess?" Although he did not promise to call her name, she was very familiar and shouted after a month of getting along.

And he seems to be symmetrical and there is no particularly big reaction, and there is no intention to correct her meaning.

"Slightly understand," he replied.

"Then teach me to play chess."

The sound insulation effect of this ancient building was not good. The little green that kept at the door heard the words of her own second lady saying that it was such a rogue, and suddenly broke her heart. Although she did not know how to pursue a man, she could not read the whole day. Writing is to play chess, how to look like it is not like progress!

Recently, in addition to the wound on the face of Miss Tang Jiada, it is necessary to have a pharmaceutical ointment every day. There is no other thing except this. Bai Yu thought about it and agreed.

Soon after, the next person added a chess board to the room.

Although it is necessary to teach her to play chess, but the most basic rule is Tang Yan knows, and after knowing this, Bai Hao simply let go and start the game directly.

Originally, he only thought that she might know a little about fur. After all, the age is on the other side, but when she really plays chess, he discovers that she is not going to play chess or not, but the level is much better than that of many adults. The coming is much higher.

Playing chess is also one of his great skills, which can be said to be an interest only after medical practice.

Don Juan doesn't care if she loses or wins. No matter which kind of development she has a way to cope, so after she lost her suspense, she was crying and frustrated. "God doctor, you can only like the piano painting." Woman?"

A little white.

This reflects what she is referring to.

It is rumored that Miss Shen Jiada is well-versed in the paintings of the chess, but he just said a word, she really thought that he was interested in Miss Shen.

Suddenly I want to find him to play chess. I don’t really want him to teach her. I want to show him his chess strength and not lose to Miss Shen. I must be very confident, but I didn’t expect it. Lost to himself.

Looking at her small appearance that she was frustrated, she couldn’t help but smack her lips.

"Okay, then don't play chess."