Ning Xuemo even guessed that if this man engages in **, it is estimated that he will also be a domineering attacker, and he will not be weak

"What are you arranging for me in your heart again" Han Shanyue didn't answer her question, half leaning on the brocade couch and looking at her lazily.

Ning Xuemo rubbed his wrist that was held red, and didn't allow him to fool him: "I'm guessing Your Excellency's age." ”

"Uh, how big do you think I am"

"You should be seventy or eighty years old," Ning Xuemo asked tentatively.

His face looked like that of a man of about twenty years old, but his bearing was certainly not. And it seems that he has been famous for sixty years

His kung fu is so high, he should have learned the rejuvenation technique like that Ye Qingluan.

Han Shanyue's eyes became deeper and deeper when she looked at her: "Seventy or eighty years old is young or old for you?"

"Of course it's very old" Ning Xuemo blurted out: "At this age, you can be my grandfather"

Hanshan Yue: ""

"Grandpa," he repeated, and then leaned back: "Then you can call me grandpa directly from now on."

Ning Xuemo: ""

Then wouldn't it be a grandson love for her to marry him

Although she said that she would not marry him, it would be too much of a loss for her to call him grandpa when they met in the future

"Master Han, your appearance is more youthful than that of a teenager, you can be called old by calling grandpa, I will still call you a master in the future." Calling you a master is more in line with your style. ”

"Whatever." Han Shanyue closed her eyes slightly.

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

Han Shanyue suddenly opened her eyes, and a pair of dark blue eyes were extremely deep, staring at Ning Xuemo like this.

Ning Xuemo was stared at by him and his scalp was numb: "What's wrong?"

"This seat is not called Hanshan Moon"

"Isn't Hanshan Yue your stage name?"

"Stage name" Han Shanyue seems to be a little puzzled.

"You are a painter, don't ordinary painters have a stage name or a pen name?"

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 not been called by anyone for a long time, and he himself has almost forgotten it.

There is no need to tell this little girl his real name, after all, he and her intersection will not be too long

Ning Xuemo didn't believe that this name was really his real name, and always felt that his real name should be higher.

It's okay for this name to be an ordinary painting saint, but it always feels out of tune with him.

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

This man is extremely dangerous, and she has always stayed away from this kind of person.

Thinking of the dangerous person, she couldn't help but think of the red-clothed demon Xue Yilan, who was kicked into the lake by her at the beginning, and sure enough, he didn't die.

But it's strange to say, since that guy is out of danger, with his personality that must be revenged, how could he let her go and never harass her

Even if he didn't dare to kill her because of his oath, he would still do it to get revenge on her, so why didn't he do it

Could it be that he was still injured at that time, so he was recuperating these days, and he didn't have time to harass her

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

Or

Ning Xuemo raised his head and glanced at Han Shanyue again, her gaze was a little complicated.

Or maybe it's because this person is by her side, and he can't do it

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