Chapter 1043 I Am Very Cold, so I Will Not Take the Initiative to Kiss You (9)

Feng Qian tied someone else's hair for the first time, but failed several times.

The girl had a tense face, and her fingertips passed through the boy's black hair with a touch of warmth, accidentally touching Di Zhao's scalp, and the boy would nervously squeeze the corner of his clothes tightly, not daring to move.

In the end, Feng Qian tied the simplest one, half of which was tied on the top of the head, wrapped around a brocade belt embroidered with cloud patterns, and half of it was scattered behind the back.

After the ink hair was simply tied up, the young boy looked more energetic.

The face that 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 character design, the tone is flat and flat, 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 boy was very polite and his tone was obedient.

Feng Qian couldn't control his aunt's heart that was gradually flooding.

I really want to pinch my face, kiss and hug.

But the character design does not allow it, which makes her a little bit awkward.

Feng Qian coughed lightly, but his tone was still cold and indifferent: "You're welcome."

The cold Lord Shangshen raised his hand to weave a teleportation array, and opened his eyes again, he was already inside the Imperial Capital Academy.

Feng Qian took Di Zhao to find Cang Huai.

Cang Huai spoke respectfully, and cupped his hands slightly: "My lord."

The girl nodded and sat down politely.

There was no expression on Qingli's face.

Di Zhao was afraid of life, when he saw Cang Huai, his face turned pale slightly, and his palms were so nervous that sweat broke out, he moved a few small steps, stood behind Feng Qian, and grabbed the chair the girl was leaning on with his fingers , downcast.

Cang Huai also noticed Di Zhao.

He wondered: "My lord, who is this child?"

After a pause, Lord Shangshen said coldly: "I adopted it."

Cang Huai nodded knowingly.

It is well known that adults have adopted many children in Xianming Mountain.

There were many adoptions, and later they formed their own school, which has become a topic worth mentioning in the cultivation world.

The adults did not bring other people with them when they came out of the mountain this time, only this child. It seems that the adults should attach great importance to this young boy.

After thinking for a while, Cang Huai began to talk about the serious matter: "My lord, I have announced in the Imperial Capital Academy that my lord will be the vice president of the Imperial Capital Academy today. The children in Class A are very talented, so I'd like to ask you The adults personally guide the children in Class A to practice."

Feng Qian had no objection and nodded slightly.

Cang Huai suggested: "My lord, why don't I take you to Class A first?"

"Um."

The girl nodded and slowly got up from the seat.

When Di Zhao saw it, he moved slightly, and followed the girl step by step.

He stood behind Feng Qian, very close to each other, but kept out of touch all the time.

There are many people coming and going on the road, and they wear 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 uneasiness of the young boy 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, extremely uneasy.

"Di Zhao."

The girl called softly.

The boy lowered his head and obediently admitted his mistake: "I'm sorry."

Feng Qian paused, and stretched out his hand towards the young boy.

"come over."

The girl's white hand like jade came into view, he paused slightly, pursed his lips, moved a few steps to the side, and approached slightly.

Feng Qian: "Hand."

Di Zhao blinked, and stretched out his hand obediently.

Afterwards, the girl took the little boy's cold sweating hand with her warm hand.