Love from the Male Protagonist’s Harem

There was a commotion under Jianfeng's disciples. Jianfeng Conference Hall was a very important place and a symbol of Jianfeng. If something went wrong here, it was like slapped Jianfeng's face.

However, when the disciples who were patrolling Jianfeng rushed to take a look, only a large piece of the roof tile was bald on the conference hall, but there was no half of the shadow of the person.

"What about people?"

"Someone must have been on it just now—"

"No... You can't run so fast, do you?"

"He touched the vigilance formation and can't get out! Look for it!"

"Go and inform the lord first..."

There was anxious looking for the "murderer" who kicked Jianfeng's discussion attic tile bald, but here Xia Ge was being pulled by the collar, blowing a cold wind, looking at the bald meeting room farther and farther away, silently. Passed through the opened alert formation and came to a cluster of quiet mountains and forests.

Xia Ge was grabbed, her feet were not on the ground, and she was very insecure. She tried to explain seriously, "I didn't kick your tiles..."

"Oh?" The voice of the man over his head mocked, "Then it dropped by itself?"

Xia Ge: "..."

Of course it won't be dropped by itself.

Xia Ge: "I didn't mean it..." Who knows it's so unsturdy, it drops a piece with a kick.

Chu Yao snorted and fell to the ground, throwing her aside like trash, her eyes full of disgust, "Really short."

Xia Ge: "..." It's her fault to kick the tile, but you're wrong with the ginseng rooster. Hey...

"Let's go, how did the tiles of the Conference Hall recruit you in the middle of the night?" Chu Yao hugged her shoulders, leaned on the tree casually, looked at her up and down, and then sneered, "I still think that you can grow taller by standing on top of it. point?"

After being thrown on the ground by her, the teenager slowly got up and patted the ashes on his body. He was dressed in the outer disciple’s linen, and his soft black hair was tied together by a hair rope. He stood dry and watched her, short and short. A group of people, a face full of unrequited love.

Short-how old is she! Short ass! She still has room for growth! Maybe someday you will be crushed by dozens of centimeters!

Xia Ge thought her mother was selling the criticism, but her face was still full of apologetics, "I just saw your Jianfeng seem to be tens of thousands of yuan higher than Danfeng, so I couldn't help but want to come up and blow the wind."

"It's okay, don't ridicule it." Chu Yao snorted, "I saw you a long time ago. Why did you sneak into the Jianfeng Conference Hall most of the night without sleeping?"

This tone... doesn't seem to be serious?

Have you seen her long ago? What's the meaning? Did she see it when she came?

Xia Ge: "...I'm really here to blow the hair."

Chu Yao looked at her: "I also thought you were here to blow the air."

"Before you kick the tiles of our conference hall bald."

Xia Ge: "..."

Xia Ge smiled awkwardly, "I just kicked it casually, who knows that it's not strong, and it's bald in a row..."

Actually, it's pretty cool.

"Then you are really capable." Chu Yao said, "I didn't let you kick Wa bald when I let you go."

Xia Ge was speechless, and said for a long time, "You let me go."

No wonder there are so few guards at the top of Yifeng... She remembered that when she was reading, the book said that Jianfeng’s disciples patrolled every day and did not slack off. She was wondering how she only saw a few when she came here, ghosts. After a few flashes, the fans slid up.

She thought that she had become more diligent in the ghost trail, but for a long time someone was releasing the water.

"Of course it's me." Chu Yao said, "Do you think how capable you are."

Xia Ge: "..." It hurts self-esteem to say this straightforwardly.

The night was deep, and Xia Ge was brewing in her belly how to solve this embarrassing situation, but she heard a cry, "Is it better?"

The girl in the tight-sleeved blue shirt hugged her shoulders, her beige apricot eyes glanced to one side, and asked nonchalantly.

Xia Ge was taken aback, "Huh?"

Chu Yao was a little impatient, "I ask if your injury is healed? Just a few days before you came out to blow the air? Do you want to die?"

Under the bright moonlight, the boy's black eyes were bright and blank, "How did you know I was injured..."

And the purple eyes that I saw last time... It should be, I was wrong.

Chu Yao's expression was a bit unnatural, but fortunately, the moonlight was faint, and Shanlin Chaoyue couldn't see the expression on her face clearly, "...Didn't you fainted during the Danfeng match."

Xia Ge was even more surprised, "You went to watch the Danfeng competition? Aren't you a big disciple of Jianfeng?"

If she remembers correctly, she failed in the Danfeng Entrance Tournament several times before, but on the huge Dan arena, there is no shadow of the blue of Jianfeng.

Is the sun coming out from the west this time?

Chu Yao: "..."

After a long while, she said viciously, "I want to go, what's wrong?"

Xia Ge: "...no, nothing wrong."

She wanted to go if she wanted to, but she didn't stop it, so fierce.

"Has the injury been cured?" Chu Yao asked again, as if it was an official business, with an impatient tone. Xia Ge said, "...it's almost... right."

Chu Yao thought of the blood stains that he saw at the corner of the table in the training ground, and thought of being deceived by this kid. She didn't know if she was angry or funny, so she snorted, "It's almost the same in just a few days?"

"If it doesn't hurt, it's almost the same." Xia Ge scratched his head and said sly, "You caught me here...that's why?"

"Of course not." Chu Yao paused, looking at the short man in front of her, she didn't know why she was agitated. She glanced at Xia Ge, "Your name is Xia Wuyin? Didn't you say that your name is Xia Ge before?"

Chu Yao's eyes narrowed dangerously, "You were lying to me again?"

...... The lie was dismantled on the spot, very embarrassing.

Xia Ge chuckled and said, "No...this is a nickname."

... nickname? Chu Yao paused, nicknamed.

Hey, this kid is probably coaxing her again.

"Then what are you doing in Jianfeng? Don't tell me that you come to blow the air, I don't believe it." Chu Yao said, "Give me a reason that is almost plausible, and I won't pursue that piece of tile."

Xia Ge thought for a while, and felt that this was not about digging the ancestor’s grave, and there was nothing to conceal, so she told the truth, “I came to Jianfeng to see a senior, but I was scolded by the senior and I was in a bad mood, so I wanted to find it. Blowing air everywhere."

Xia Ge felt that the apology should be a little more sincere, so he added, "I really didn't kick your peak tiles on purpose, who knows it's so crisp."

"Do you know how much silver you have kicked?" Chu Yao's eyes were horizontal. "Nawa has been beaten by wind and rain for at least 500 years. It is a symbol of Jianfeng!"

Xia Ge endured heartache, "...Then how much money do you want me to lose?"

Kicking Wa was a great time to pay off the crematorium.

Chu Yao looked up and down Xia Ge's thin body and the poverty revealed from the inside out, "tsk", straightforwardly, "You can't afford it."

Xia Ge: "..." How much silver did you kick off?

"Forget it." Chu Yao looked at Xia Ge's expression, her lips curled up slightly, and she changed the subject, "Come with me, I won't let you pay back the large amount of my lord."

You just said that as long as you give a reason, you won't be held accountable, liar.

Xia Ge: "You should tell me the number..."

Chu Yao let out an "Oh", then moved three fingers with her hand, "Three million taels of silver."

Xia Ge choked with a mouthful of old blood: "...Are your tiles made of gold?"

Chu Yao: "It doesn't matter what it is made of, the important thing is that it is the tile on the chamber of discussion."

After a pause, Chu Yao seemed to smile, "That's Jianfeng's face, slap it up, Xia Wuyin, you can be patient."

Xia Ge: "..." No...

It's totally impossible to refute it.

Seeing Xia Ge's silent and honest appearance, Chu Yao raised her eyebrows slightly, "Speak, who do you come to see?"

Xia Ge muffled, "Brother."

"The one that Dan Feng transferred from?" Chu Yao asked.

"Um."

Chu Yao sneered, her light brown apricot eyes were shining in the cold moonlight, "Then his life will probably be difficult."

Xia Ge was startled slightly, listening to this tone...

"...You know? Why don't you care?" Xia Ge slightly clenched the box in her hand. Although she knew that it was unreasonable to say so, she still tolerated the thought of Ye Ze's blue nose and swollen face and coldly rejecting her. Can't help but want to ask.

"Why should I care?" Chu Yao thought it was funny, but also interesting. "There are so many things bullying the weak in this world, do I have to take care of it?"

Xia Ge was bored for a while, "Naturally, you don't need to take care of the world's bullying, but you are Jianfeng's candidate major disciple, and you always have to take care of Jianfeng's affairs."

"You can't let those people... run wild."

"The country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change." Chu Yao laughed, seemingly mocking, "I can manage it once, but I can't manage it a hundred times."

"After all, you will be bullied because you are too weak."

Xia Ge touched the box in his hand and said nothing.

"I am a weak person who can save my hands without the power to bind chickens." Chu Yao said nonchalantly, "But since he can be recommended by your elder disciple of Danfeng to be my Jianfeng disciple, then it means that he has the possibility of becoming stronger. ."

"Since I'm here at Jianfeng, I have to understand that if I'm not strong, I will be bullied." Chu Yao said, "I won't stretch out my hand, he understands. Since I'm at Jianfeng, he is the only one who can save him. Own."

"Your Jianfeng is really harsh." Xia Ge said dullly.

For what Chu Yao said, Xia Ge just wanted to say--

Well, she knows all the truth, but she can't help it, so she wants to do it for a while.

Xia Ge squeezed the box in his hand.

She can do it.

Chu Yao raised her eyebrows slightly, "Why, dissatisfied?"

"No, no, you're right." Xia Ge regained his senses, and found a topic to prevaricate, "I just want to... well, your eyes are so beautiful."

Who knows how to poke Chu Yao, the atmosphere all over her suddenly became cold, and for a moment Xia Ge thought that ice ball was falling in the sky.

She looked at her blankly, what's the matter?

Chu Yao pursed her lips, her light brown apricot eyes were as cold as frost. For a while, she snorted and flicked her sleeves away, "You go."

Xia Ge: "...?"

Just let her go? Why are you angry? Didn't she just praise her good eyes?

"Eh..." Nawa really won't let her lose?

Shanlin Chaoyue, with a full moon above his head, and the faint noise of Jianfeng disciples hooting for someone, Xia Ge looked at Chu Yao's back, and finally scratched his head, "Then what...thank you."

The "thank you" of the young man behind him drifted away with the sound of the wind.

Chu Yao was out of the woods, but her heart was agitated. On the spacious mountain road repaired by bluestone, a distressed disciple of Cha Ren passed by, and he was overjoyed when he saw her, "Master Chu! Conference Hall..."

Chu Yao looked impatient, "I saw it, the tiles fell off, right? The wind was too strong and it was blowing."

Disciple: "...this, wind..." Your distance from the Chamber of Deputies is also... how did you see...

Chu Yao glanced at him, her light brown eyes were fierce, "Why? Any comments?! I said it was the wind that blows, but the wind blows! Give me back to my patrol position! The yelling in the middle of the night , Yelling what? It's so noisy!"

The dog-blooded disciple nodded again and again, "Yes, yes, the wind blows, the wind blows..."

As soon as the attack broke out, the Jianfeng disciples who came to search around also returned to their respective positions. Chu Yao snorted, but there was still some confusion in her heart.

——Your eyes are so beautiful.

She sneered.

Although she knew that the little dwarf just said casually, she still couldn't contain the evil fire in her heart.

"Yeah, sister."

The girl's soft voice rang, "Why bother to be angry with these little things in the middle of the night?"

Chu Yao glanced at her coldly, turned her head and left.

The girl in the thin spring shirt wore a small cloak embroidered with silver butterfly lace, which was unique for her, walked down the mountain path, her pure black apricot eyes smiled, "Sister, I saw it, you and that child."

Chu Yao stopped, her body stiffened slightly.

"Haha, kidding." Chu Yi pursed her lips and smiled softly. She said to the disciples who were searching, "Master Chu said it was blowing by the wind, why don't you let them stop?"

"Yes..." The disciple groaned in his heart, and he has stopped...

Seeing that disciple walked away again and again in response, Chu Yao's voice was cold as if he was carrying an ice ball, "I said, don't let me see you again."

"Sister, this is wronging me." Chu Yi walked slowly past Chu Yao, and the cloak embroidered with silver butterflies drew a shady arc in the night breeze. "Sister, I just passed by accidentally, but...it's a reward. Quite a lot."

Chu Yao didn't bother to pay attention to her, her toes slightly disappeared like a ghost.

Not long after she walked in the direction of the Chamber of Inquiry, the young man's grievances echoed in her ears again.

——You can't let those people...rageously overbearing.

With her toes falling on a branch of a cedar tree, Chu Yao stopped for some reason, her lips glowing with gleaming teeth.