Chapter 1043: I'm very cold, so I won't take the initiative to kiss you (9)
It was the first time that Feng Qian tied someone else's hair, but it was unsuccessful several times.
The girl's face was tense, her fingertips ran through the boy's ink hair with a touch of warmth, and accidentally touched Di Zhao's scalp, the boy would nervously squeeze the corner of his clothes and would not dare to move.
Feng Qian ended up wearing the simplest bundle, half tied on top of her head, wrapped around a brocade embroidered with moiré patterns, and half scattered behind her back.
After the black hair was simply tied up, the little boy looked more energetic.
That face, which seemed to be carefully carved, was even more stunning and beautiful.
"All right."
Feng Qian looked at his results and was quite satisfied.
Just in order not to collapse, the tone was flat and indifferent, without any ups and downs.
Di Zhao raised his hand and touched the top of his head, a little curious, he turned around and looked at Feng Qian obediently.
"thanks."
The young man is very polite and has a well-behaved tone.
Feng Qian couldn't control her aunt's gradually flooding heart.
I really want to pinch my face and give me a kiss.
But the character setting doesn't allow it, which makes her a little more generous.
Feng Qian coughed lightly, and his tone was still cold and indifferent: "No thanks."
The cold Lord God raised his hand to weave a teleportation array, and then opened his eyes, and he was already inside the Imperial Capital Academy.
Feng Qian took Di Zhao to find Cang Huai.
Cang Huai spoke respectfully and slightly cupped her hands: "Sir."
The girl nodded and took her seat impolitely.
There was no expression on Qingli's face.
Di Zhao was afraid of life. After seeing Cang Huai, his face turned pale and his palms were sweating. He took a few steps and stood behind Feng Qian, holding the chair against which the girl was leaning with his fingers. , looked down.
Cang Huai also noticed Di Zhao.
He wondered: "Sir, who is this child?"
After a pause, Lord God said coldly, "I adopted it."
Cang Huai nodded clearly.
It is well known that adults have adopted many children in Xianming Mountain.
More adoptions, and later self-cultivation, this has become a topic worth mentioning in the cultivation world.
This time, the adults did not take anyone else with them, but only this child. It seems that the adults should take this young boy very seriously.
After thinking about it, Cang Huai began to talk about the business: "Sir, it has been announced in the Imperial Capital Academy, and your lord will be the deputy dean of the Imperial Capital Academy. The children of Class A are very talented, so I will ask you to invite them in the near future. The adults personally instruct the children of Class A to cultivate."
Feng Qian had no opinion and nodded slightly.
Cang Huai suggested: "Sir, why don't I take you to Class A to see?"
"Um."
The girl nodded and slowly got up from the seat.
When Di Zhao saw it, he moved slightly and followed behind the girl step by step.
He stood behind Feng Qian, very close, but always kept from touching.
There are many people coming and going on the road, and they are wearing uniform clothes.
Different colors represent different grades.
Di Zhao was dazzled and nervous at the same time.
There will always be people looking this way, Di Zhao doesn't like the feeling of being watched, and will be nervous and flustered.
Feng Qian felt the unease of the young man behind him.
The girl stopped.
Di Zhao didn't check for a while, and bumped into the girl in front of him.
He retreated in a panic, as if he had done something wrong, and was extremely uneasy.
"Dizhao."
The girl called out softly.
The teenager lowered his head and obediently admitted his mistake: "I'm sorry."
Feng Qian paused and stretched out his hand to the little boy.
"come over."
The girl's white jade-like hand came into view, he paused, pursed his lips lightly, took a few steps to the side, and got closer.
Feng Qian: "Hand."
Di Zhao blinked and held out his hand obediently.
Afterwards, the girl held the little boy's sweaty hand with a warm hand.