Fast time travel to spoil his wife too much (2)

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Chen Rong really believed her evil, who didn't know who gave him pastries without any timidity at the beginning, but now said he was afraid of strangers?

"Why exactly?" Chen Rong forced himself to show a friendly smile, "Did someone tell you something?"

Murong Li was forced to ask, feeling guilty, she stood up and was about to leave.

Chen Rong thought that the little girl was angry, and secretly thought that she was in trouble, and subconsciously grabbed Murong Li's hand, "Hey, what did I do to make you unhappy? Can you tell me the truth? Can't I change it?"

Murong Li twitched her hand, met Chen Rong's sparkling eyes, felt a little confused, and decided that Chen Rong seemed to be a good person, but he was actually a philandering radish.

"Can you let me go?" Murong Li's tone was a little anxious.

Chen Rong hurriedly let go, seeing her stagger a few steps, and resisted the desire to help her, "I'm just in a hurry, I'm sorry."

Although she is only seventeen or eighteen years old, she is still an adult, and it is really a shame to be entangled with a little girl here. She feels that she is really an eyesore here, so she stands up and walks out.

Murong Li looked at Chen Rong's lonely back, a trace of remorse flashed in her eyes, why was she talking nonsense, but...

But she really couldn't understand why Chen Rong would like such a powerful and contrived woman like Chen Xuanji.

But Chen Rong finally admitted that he was really hated after seeing this scene.

A osmanthus tree was planted in the small yard where she lived, and it was fragrant at this time, and the pavilion was like a cover, and the fallen petals were silent on the steps.

"Why?" Chen Rong stood still, and couldn't help asking the system: "This is the first time I've been hated by the mission target, what have I done? No!"

The system pondered for a moment: "Maybe Murong Li is still young and doesn't like to study, so she hates it even with the teacher."

Thinking about it, Chen Rong frowned, and suddenly said: "So that's the case, it seems that this matter is really complicated."

It is very necessary for aristocratic women in Dongsheng Kingdom to have some ink, but Chen Rong's brush calligraphy is still as ugly as ever, and now he is even better at playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, especially this weak body, who even practiced swordsmanship for a while Not getting started.

When Murong Li came to class early in the morning, she specially brought cakes to express her guilt: "Master, I was wrong about what happened yesterday."

Chen Rong didn't care, and waved his hand in a considerate manner: "It's okay, I can understand, you don't like this kind of thing, so it's normal that you can't accept it for a while."

Murong Li's mood became more complicated, "Grand Master, do you like it very much?"

Chen Rong loves to study, but not everyone loves it. "Depending on the situation, some will like it, and some won't."

For example, in terms of literature and art, Chen Rong really can't do it.

Murong Li opened her mouth, could it be that she wants to like more?

"Then you...do you like me?" Murong Li looked at Chen Rong anxiously, waiting for her answer.

Chen Rong felt baffled, how did he talk about whether he liked studying or not, and suddenly turned to this kind of topic, thinking that he couldn't hit the students, so he coughed twice, and said solemnly: "Of course I like it."

Murong Li: "..."

What to do, how should she tactfully express to her father that she wants to change to a grand master?

"Okay, you should sit down first. Have you read a book before?" Chen Rong opened a book and stopped looking at Murong Li.

"I have read it, and I can recognize most of the words."

Chen Rong breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good. You can read this book today. If you don't understand something, circle it and ask me together in the afternoon."

After Chen Rong finished speaking, he ordered the maid to serve him, and he took the Huangquan sword newly provided by the system to practice swords in the yard. After all, his body is not good at cultivation, and he may not live to be 60 years old.

Murong Li didn't expect that Chen Rong would let her read the book so easily. Sitting on the bedside with the scroll in hand, she was thinking that Chen Rong was so frank_àng, whether she was thinking too much, or that guy Chen Rong was already thick-skinned to a certain extent. .

There was a sound of wind in the yard, she raised her head and looked through the window, only to see Chen Rong practicing sword in the open space in the backyard, his clothes with white silk and gold patterns fluttering, his figure was light and his every move seemed natural.

"It's amazing..." Murong Li couldn't help but stare blankly, walked to the window, put her hand on the window sill and watched the scene outside.

The sky is full of golden yellow fallen leaves, and the yá-ng light falls on the ground, making people dizzy.

Chapter 57 The Golden Jade Terrace 5

Chen Rong was sweating all over, but when he turned around, he found that Murong Li was looking at him all the time, and couldn't help but ask, "Have you finished reading the book?"

The system coughed: "This girl really doesn't like studying."

Murong Li also felt guilty, blinked her eyes, "It's over."

Chen Rongle was delighted, such a thick book, she could finish it in half a day, went to the room, picked up the book on the table, flipped it to the back, and started to check.

"I, I didn't remember..." Murong Li twisted her fingers with her back behind her.

"Why don't you like reading?" Chen Rong sat down and poured a cup of tea.

"I want to learn the kind of swordsmanship that you were outside just now." Murong Li said tentatively: "I like that."

Chen Rong stared at Murong Li, seeing from top to bottom, he didn't think that such a delicate little girl could learn martial arts through hard work, so he spoke directly, "Practicing swords looks powerful, but it's very hard, you can't bear that kind of hardship .”

Murong Li was a little dissatisfied: "I can, how do you know I can't if you haven't tried it?"

Chen Rong met Murong Li's clear eyes: "Let's talk about it after I ask your father, now..." She raised the scroll in her hand: "Read the book obediently."

Chen Rong learned the lesson, and sat beside Murong Li to accompany the reading, while he watched the ghost's cultivation technique.

Murong Li wanted to peek at the book in Chen Rong's hand several times, but Chen Rong dodged it all the time. The last time, she was directly knocked on the forehead by Chen Rong's book.

"Why are you so restless?" Chen Rong had a headache.

"Hmph." Murong Li covered her forehead, lying on the table and did not try to die this time.

The Yihua Hall is very large. At night, Chen Rong sits on the steps under the eaves, the moonlight is swaying in the courtyard, and the scent of osmanthus is overflowing.