The Spring Scenery Spreads Slightly

Zhao Jingyan imagined the scene when he meets Su Wei again countless times. The poor boy who was trampled under her feet and abandoned like worn shoes has now become a financial giant with business territories at home and abroad. Surprise, shame, regret, and even shamelessly sticking to his side again, he has thought about all these scenarios. But he didn't expect that when they reunited many years later, he would see Su Wei negotiate the price with the vendor on the roadside for twenty-five minutes for a bunch of flowers that cost twenty-five yuan, and finally left with satisfaction holding the flowers for twenty-four yuan. Zhao Jingyan looked at her leaving back and raised the car window with an expressionless expression and looked away. Sure enough, he was still the Su Wei who could abandon everything for money and disliked poverty and loved being rich. Vulgar, philistine, shallow. Such a woman is not worth wasting any more of his time. —— Su Wei drew a big cloudy face on her memo today. She met a hawker who was difficult to bargain with and had to negotiate with her for a dollar for a long time. When she turned around, she was almost splashed with water by a black Maybach speeding by. Su Wei crawled darkly in her diary. The damn rich people will fight you sooner or later. But the flowers were really beautiful, the water didn't splash on her body, and the beef rice with smooth eggs that she cooked in the evening was also a great success. Su Wei daubed and drew a little sun. Well, today is also an ordinary and happy day. "Picked up a Battle Damaged Sword Cultivator" double release~ copywriting One day, Bai Xin picked up a man covered in wounds by the stream in front of his hut. The man, dressed in white clothes stained with blood, fell dying by the water, holding a green-edged sword tightly in his hand. Bai Xin looked at it from a distance for a while and then summoned up the courage to wipe the man's face. Sword eyebrows and starry eyes, rich and handsome. You can pick it up. After Bai Xin took good care of him for half a month, the man finally opened his eyes. He said his name was Chu Yang, and he was a swordsman from a small sect who was hunted down and ended up here. Although Chu Yang didn't talk much, he was extremely gentle and courteous. From the first day he woke up, he took care of all the housework and even fed the chickens in the yard to fatten up their bodies. Bai Xin held her chin and looked at the man chopping wood in the courtyard, thinking. He has a strong body, good temper, integrity and chivalry. Although he was chased to death and bruised all over his body, he was still a swordsman and his martial arts skills should be passable. It should be enough to protect her, an ordinary person without spiritual roots. The only drawback is that people are too boring and sometimes stay like a log. A month later, Chu Yang, who had completely recovered, said goodbye to Bai Xin. "Thank you Miss Bai for taking care of me these days. Chu will definitely repay you for your life-saving grace in the future." "Can I repay you in any way?" "Naturally, I will go through fire and water without hesitation." Bai Xin tilted her head and looked at him: "I've heard people say that anyone who saves a life should be repaid with one's own body." Chu Yang: "..." His face turned slightly red and he stuttered a little when he spoke: "Miss Bai..." Bai Xin took advantage of the victory and pursued it: "You can repay me in any way you just said!" To be so innocent, there is no way she would let him go! ＊ Bai Xin, who successfully tricked someone into getting married, felt that her life after marriage was happier. Chu Yang can go hunting in the mountains, wash dishes and do laundry, and he works extra hard at night. There is no need for Bai Xin to get involved in anything. Bai Xin, who was soaking in the honey jar, was often glad that she had acted decisively to capture this man, otherwise where would she have found such a gentle and considerate husband. Until one day, the wooden door of their house was suddenly split open by a strong wind. Chu Yang protected her in his arms. The sword that Bai Xin had hung on the wall to ward off evil spirits flew into Chu Yang's hands with a cry. Three or four men and women dressed in white flew in with swords in their hands. The leading man smiled frivolously and said, "Is the world-famous sword god actually huddled in such a small hut?" Bai Xin:? ? ? Sword what? ＊ After getting married, Bai Xin was also curious about Chu Yang's origin. "Husband, which sect are you from?" Bai Xin thought about what little he knew about the immortal sect. "Yunxiao Sect?" It is said that most of the disciples of Yunxiao Sect are sword cultivators. Chu Yang patiently combed her hair. "No." "Then... Luoyingmen?" The Luoying Sect has the largest number of disciples in the world, and they even have a branch in their town. Chu Yang deftly braided her beautiful hair with his fingers, and said with a slight smile: "I am just from a small sect, and there are only eight people in the sect including masters." A small sect of eight people... Bai Xin guessed that even if Chu Yang told him, he wouldn't know, so it would be better not to expose others' shortcomings to save some face for Chu Yang. Wen Xu, who was hiding dozens of miles away and eavesdropping with talismans, almost vomited blood. Uncle Master, does Master know how you promote our Tianyi sect, which is the best and the only one in the world of immortality, outside? The gentle and humble male protagonist of Shirakiri and the Black Sword God who can fight × the smart and cute mortal heroine of Shirakiri and Shiro The male protagonist is very reasonable when not fighting, but when fighting, he is more murderous than a ghost. Purpose: Love and Peace