MTL - For a Prosperous World-Chapter 29 : Starting soldiers at the end of the year, hey, even if you are a soldier, you must have annual leave.

"Ha ~~"

Gu Nan stood on the ground, stretched a lazy waist, and her thin shirt slid off her shoulders, exposing a little white and tender skin.

The sky outside is not yet bright, and it's only a little early in the morning when I want to come.

Her injury is almost better, she has been limping in the past few days.

Xing Xing said to Xiao Lu, who was packing the toiletries.

"Little green, hurry up, bring your lord's eighth snake spear to 俺 to play with, and these days they are almost rusty without moving."

Xiao Xiaolu stood behind Gu Nan, watching the girl who was like a flower in her home saying that kind of swearing, covering her mouth and chuckling.

I looked at Gu Nan's half-blushing face and turned red: "Girl, put on your clothes first, it's cold outside."

啊 "Oh, I know, I know, it's really troublesome."

Gu Nan looked down at himself and scratched his hair. She didn't care much about it.

I stayed at home in my last life, even if I was wearing only one pair of shorts, I did n’t care so much.

She didn't even want to think about it. She was a man in the last life. Can this life be the same ...

Xiao Xiaolu put down her hand-washed silk cloth and took off the black robe from the hanger on one side.

I don't know why, my girl always likes to dress up as a man.

I do n’t want a girl like this, if you dress up ...

Xiao Xiaolu thought about Gu Nan's appearance wearing Miluo satin, flushed her lips with red face, and nodded secretly.

Luding is beautiful.

"The girl is wearing clothes." Xiao Lu said as she put her robe on Gu Nan's shoulder, and reached out to put on Gu Nan's wide clothes.

I felt that Xiaolu's hand was rubbing around her waist, Gu Nan quickly shied away, she still didn't quite adapt to these, and waved with a smile: "I'll do it myself."

I knew that the girl was ashamed, and Xiao Lu didn't say much, and stood on the side with a smile, helping Gu Nan tie her hair.

Regarding Gu Nan's long hair, she herself couldn't take care of it, so she had to let Xiao Lu come.

I waited until the dress was finished, and the person standing there suddenly changed from a sloppy girl to a childlike appearance.

Gu Nan lifted the high spear leaning against the corner of the wall, carried it on his shoulder, and walked out of the door.

She pushed open the door, but found another woman standing in her courtyard, dressed in green clothes, and froze beside the old tree in the courtyard.

Gu Nan smiled and said hello.

"Good morning, fairy girl."

Wu Huaxian heard someone calling her back, but saw the son Ruyu smiling and greeting her.

I rolled my eyes unconsciously. This Miss Gu was so dressed. If she walked down the street, she didn't know how many girls would miss her life.

I thought of myself, and Huaxian pricked his mouth helplessly, really an enemy.

"Girl Gu, painting fairy is now engaged in Wu'an Junfu. Girls do not need to call girls anymore, just call painting fairy."

"Hee hee." Xiao Lu laughed behind Gu Nan: "This is all right, finally I'm not the trouble of taking care of the girl alone."

"Hey!" I was so irritable, Gu Nan turned his head darkly, and drew his hand to Xiaolu's face: "Who are you in trouble?"

"唔 ···" Xiao Lu's cheeks were reddened by Gu Nan: "The girl is Mrs. Qi."

Until Xiao Lu's face was rubbed into a ball, Gu Nan hummed and released her hand.

"Not like you."

Tong Xiaolu spit out his tongue at Gu Nan, and Huaxian stood there, watching the two of them smiling.

With unconscious peace in Yun's eyes, she never thought that she could live such an ordinary life one day.

It's a bit cold, and the sun just dawned in the morning, and it was dimly lit.

Gu Nan was standing in the courtyard with her spear across her head, her long hair dangled from her horns, and she moved along the cold wind.

Ms. Wenwen Wu, like learning to sail against the water, if she does not advance, she retreats. She has not practiced the spear for four days, but she already has some hands.

Wu Huaxian and Xiaolu sat beside him, and Xiao Nan of Xianyang City, Gu Nan's black clothes stood out.

"Sen!"

The spear drew a spear instantly, and the force of nearly a thousand pounds was almost half a ton, which is almost the limit of human beings.

"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!"

The tall spear of one person was rolling, and the wind was blowing, disturbing the snow and shocking the breeze.

Xiaoxue in the midst of the air was rolled up and rolled up in a mess. The spear pierced cleanly, as if it had penetrated a few snowflakes, causing a white layer of condensation on the front of the gun.

Huaxian sat there, staring at Gu Nan dumbfounded, with slightly wider clothes hunting and flipping, her long hair flying lightly, her spear was a killer, but in her hands she danced a little. And beauty.

"Do you think the girl is very powerful?" Xiao Lu sat next to the painting fairy and saw her infatuated look, said with a smile.

"Army, swordsmanship, riding, poetry."

"It's a man, and it's definitely not as good as a girl." He said that Little Green turned her chin proudly, as if she was so powerful.

She hasn't seen anything at all. Although painting fairy has only been here for a few days, she has already regarded painting fairy as her own.

"Sometimes I think it would be great if the girl was a man." Xiao Lu looked at Gu Nan and said softly, but found that she had said something wrong ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ and shook her head quickly: " Haha, look at me and say something. "

Xu Huaxian listened to Xiao Lu's words, pursed his lips and smiled, looking at the people in the courtyard.

Yeah, how good it is for a man ...

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The bland days pass quickly, and the days like nothing to do make you feel like you haven't.

簪 Since that day, Gu Nan did not make any troubles to Bai Qi, which also relieved Bai Qi, and he finally came out with a bit of formality.

The poem of Dong Nalou is the butterfly love flower that he has already read. He doesn't know the poems well, but he can also see that the literary talent can be said to be proud of the Xianyang talent.

When the king read the word at the chapel that day, the old Fan Fan of the same dynasty was fascinated by the poem and said a good word, but it seemed as if he was a few years old and a man was still in his mouth Name, it sounds like a woman.

Huh, good words still need him to say, don't look at who the students are. Although Gu Nan's poems did not teach by himself.

Of course, Gu Nan ’s poems in her eyes are not doing her job properly, which has also caused her a lot of military art work in the future.

This time of the year is already the end of the year, the end of December. It won't be long before it's years, and in some of the boring Xianyang City on weekdays, there is a little bit more joy.

Wu Anjun Mansion is as usual, the gate is deserted, and it is not as quiet as the residence of a senior official.

Xi Baiqi sat in his own hall with black embroidery and gold embroidery. He had to wear a long sword, and he had to be white.

He held a soldier amulet in his hand, and on the table stood a simple command.

At the end of his tenth year of life, he was 100,000 handsome and his hair was flat.