Chapter 435 You Think Too Much

Ning Xuemo even guessed that if this man was danmei, he would probably be a domineering attack, and would not be weak...

"What did you arrange in my mind again?" Han Shanyue didn't answer her question, half leaning on the brocade couch and looking at her lazily.

Ning Xuemo rubbed his wrist, which was held in red, and did not allow him to fool him: "I'm guessing your age."

"Uh, how big do you think I am?"

"You must be seventy or eighty years old, right?" Ning Xuemo asked tentatively.

His face looked like he was in his twenties, but judging from his demeanor, it certainly wasn't. And he seems to have been famous for sixty years...

His kung fu is so high, he should have learned to keep his face like that Ye Qingluan.

Han Shanyue looked at her with increasingly deep eyes: "Is seventy or eighty years old young or old to you?"

"Of course I'm very old..." Ning Xuemo blurted out, "I can be my grandfather at this age!"

Han Shanyue: "..."

"Grandpa?" He repeated, and then he lay back: "Then you can just call me Grandpa in the future!"

Ning Xuemo: "..."

Then she married him, wouldn't it be grandfather and grandson love? !

Although she said she would not marry him, she would be at a loss if she called him grandpa in the future!

"Master Han, you look younger than a teenager. Calling you grandpa would call you old. I'll 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 that I'm about to marry you, and I don't know your name yet." Ning Xuemo wanted to find out more.

Han Shanyue suddenly opened her eyes, her dark blue eyes were unusually deep, and she just stared at Ning Xuemo.

Ning Xuemo's scalp tingled as he stared at him: "What's wrong?"

"Isn't this seat called Han Shanyue?"

"Isn't Han Shanyue your stage name?"

"Stage name?" Han Shanyue seemed a little puzzled.

"You are a painting saint, don't all painters have a stage name or a pseudonym?"

Han Shanyue looked at her for a moment, then lay down again, closed her eyes again, and only said, "You think too much."

Han Shanyue is indeed not his real name, but no one dared to call it his real name for a long time, and he almost forgot it himself.

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

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

This name is fine with an ordinary painting saint, but it always feels out of tune with him.

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

This man is extremely dangerous! She has always shied away from such characters.

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

But it's strange, since that guy escaped danger, how could he let her go without harassing her with his stubborn personality?

Even if he didn't dare to kill her because of his oath, he should still do it in revenge, right? Why not do it?

Was he still injured? So these days are recuperating, and there is no time to harass her?

Or maybe he has other important things, so he just let her go for a while?

or--

Ning Xuemo raised her head to look at Han Shanyue again, her eyes were a little complicated.

Or is it because this person is by her side, he can't start?