Ning Xuemo even speculated that if this man engages in beauty, it is probably a domineering attack, not a weak one ...

"What am I planning in my heart again?" Han Shanyue didn't answer her question, and leaned on the couch to watch her lazily.

Ning Xuemo rubbed his red-wrapped wrist, not allowing him to fool over: "I'm guessing your age."

"Uh, how old do you look like to me?"

"You should be 70 or 80 years old, right?" Ning Xuemo asked tentatively.

He looks like he's about twenty years old, but it certainly isn't the look of him. And he seems to have been famous for sixty years ...

His kung fu is so high that he should have learned to stay in the face like Ye Qingying.

Han Shanyue looked at her eyes deeper and deeper: "Are you 70 or 80 years young or old for you?"

"Of course very old ..." Ning Xuemo blurted out: "I can be my grandpa at this age!"

Han Shanyue: "..."

"Grandpa?" He repeated, and then lay back, "then you will call me Grandpa directly!"

Ning Xuemo: "..."

Wouldn't she marry him when he married him? !!

Although she wouldn't marry him, she called his grandfather when she met later.

"Master Han, you look younger than a teenager. Grandpa can call you old. I will call you a master in the future. Calling you a master is more in line with your style."

"Just whatever." Han Shanyue closed his eyes slightly.

"Master, you see, I'm about to marry you. I don't know your name yet." Ning Xuemo wanted to find out more.

Han Shanyue suddenly opened her eyes. A pair of dark blue eyes were so deep that she stared at Ning Xuemo.

Ning Xuemo was numb with scalp staring at him: "What's wrong?"

"Isn't this called Han Shanyue?"

"Isn't Han Shanyue your stage name?"

"Art name?" Han Shanyue seemed a little puzzled.

"You are a painting artist. Do n’t ordinary artists usually have stage names or pen names?"

Han Shanyue looked at her for a moment, lay down again, closed her eyes again, and only said, "You think too much."

Han Shanyue is indeed not his real name, but his real name has been no longer called for a long time, and he almost forgot himself.

His real name is not necessary to tell the little girl, after all ... he and her will not meet for too long ...

Ning Xuemo didn't believe that the name was really his real name. He always felt that his real name should be higher.

This name is fine with a common painting artist, and he always feels out of touch with him.

Forget it, since he didn't want to say, she didn't have to ask. She also wanted to have as little as possible with him.

This person is extremely dangerous! She has always respected such figures.

Thinking of dangerous people, she could not help thinking of Xueyi Lan, the red demon evil again. The **** had been carried into the lake by her, and she did not die.

But it is strange to say that since the guy was out of danger, with his unrequited personality, how could he let her pass without harassing her?

Even if he didn't dare to kill her because of his vow, he should still do it in revenge? Why didn't you do it?

Was he still injured? So these days are nourishing, and haven't had time to harass her?

Or maybe he had something else important, so he let her go for a while?

Again or-

Ning Xuemo looked up and looked at Han Shanyue again, his eyes were a little complicated.

Or is it because this person is by her side that he cannot start?

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