Chapter Seventy-Five: Fear of Nostalgia (Part II)

Canghai laughed in a low voice: "I think it's cold outside, and there are a lot of people, so I know that you haven't gone out, so I'm here to chat with you." We haven't seen each other in months. ”

Murong Jiao shyly freed up his right hand that held the red rope on the other side, and pulled together the sideburns that were not messy at all. The white and greasy left hand, and the hand of the sea, are far away above the red rope.

Murong's long, slender eyelashes blinked lightly twice, and he slowly raised his eyes. The dark eyes rolled little by little, falling on Canghai's face. Canghai was squinting at her with a pair of amber eyes, smiling lightly.

The wound under the eye is so red and so intriguing.

The blood on his lips was so painful, so painful.

Murong couldn't help but raise his eyebrows lightly and sigh sadly. Canghai lowered his head, raised his eyes and said with a wry smile: "I know what you are thinking, if you can't help it, I'll listen to it, see if you have learned recently." ”

Murong frowned and smiled sadly, shook his head, and said, "I want to say it, but I can't describe you." Another toothy grin.

Canghai was still smiling lightly, but he seemed to be out of his mind. Xuanzong did not reign early...... Possible...... It's understandable...... bar.

Canghai smiled: "I've been here for so long, and I don't even have a bowl of tea, your master is too unkind." ”

Murong said, "Are you thirsty?"

"Not thirsty. Canghai narrowed his eyes and held the fat rabbit sitting on his lap, "But it's thirsty." ”

Murong Cang smiled, covered his mouth again, and then said, "You let it drink so much water, do you want to change its clothes a few times a day like Brother Shi?" After a pause, he suddenly smiled slowly, biting his lower lip.

But seeing Canghai, he smiled heartily and said, "Then I don't want it." My clothes are not going to change right now. As he spoke, he put the fat rabbit on the fallen leaves at his feet, and gently pulled the hem of his plain white clothes. Raising his head, he asked with a smile, "Why don't you see Dabai?"

Murong said: "Since it entered the villa, it has been like a powerful yacha, I don't know how good the road is all day long, running around the hillside, I can't control it, but when it's time to eat, I'll come back." He smiled and said, "It seems to like Sister Aster very much." ”

Oh, what a cat with only eyes. "yes, hehe. But Aster seems to like Brother Yingluo very much. ”

"Alas," Murong suddenly frowned deeply, and said angrily: "Sometimes I really don't know if you are really stupid or fake. ”

Canghai seemed to be stunned, his upper body sitting straight leaned slightly towards the swing rope he was holding, and he looked at Murong's eyes and said seriously: "I'm really stupid." ”

Murong was so angry that he couldn't speak for a while, so he laughed. Because I was so happy and used a little more force, I smiled halfway through my laughter, and I smiled like a bitter gourd face.

Murong hurriedly said, "What's wrong with you?"

Canghai's eyebrows bent, "...... Mouth aches. ”

"Ouch," Murong frowned for a while as he wanted to laugh or not, and sighed, "Poor man." As soon as he finished speaking, he lowered his neck, his face was delicate, and Su Mei was in his bones.

Canghai narrowed his eyes, a three-point smile on his lips, his heart was really comfortable, but he sighed secretly. If you want it to be yours, you can be yours, anything, whatever you want.

Anyone.

As long as you want.

Do I really want it?

Seeing that Murong took out an embroidered handkerchief from his sleeve, the green onion index finger pointed on the handkerchief, and gently rubbed the wound on his lip for himself, which was more meticulous and careful than the cat with flowers on the bandage when he was skillfully embroidered in the boudoir. Canghai was slightly pained, his eyes narrowed, Murong had withdrawn his hand, his eyes looked at the handkerchief, and he was stunned.

Canghai blinked, and suddenly exclaimed: "That's not rouge, it's the ointment made by Rong Chengche, he forced me to wipe it, no, it's not me......" His eyes flashed in panic, his fingers stretched out, and he didn't know which direction he was pointing into, and he didn't know how to circle it so far. ...,

Murong also looked at him in astonishment for a while, and suddenly burst into a smile, fascinated Canghai inexplicably, and then held the veil in front of his eyes, and said, "Is it bright red?"

The sea was stunned.

Murong Mei raised her eyes, "You're bleeding again." ”

“...... Yes, ......" reached out and touched it, and when he put it down, his face flushed violently. Lowered his eyes and looked at his shoes and socks, and the tips of his eyebrows kept jumping. Constantly thinking of ways to make yourself look less idiotic. Unfortunately, he has not been able to do it. Until Murong spoke again.

Murong chuckled: "The male rabbit's feet are fluttering, and the female rabbit's eyes are blurred. This rabbit sits with his head down, can Ann tell that he is male and female?"

After a while, Canghai was suddenly stunned, looked down at the fat rabbit lying on his back in the pile of fallen leaves with his feet facing the sky, and raised his head strangely, but saw Murong looking at him and smiling.

Canghai raised his eyebrows.

Sigh.

Two elbows on his legs, hands on his cheeks, and a lost pout. "How is the landlord and his old man?"

"Landlord?" Murong reacted before saying, "It's good, I'm just worried about you." ”

"Hmm. There wasn't a moment when he didn't worry about me. He raised his eyes and looked at Murong, and continued: "Even if I am in the building every day, he is worried that I will accidentally fall into Yingchuan and drown, because someone forgot to bring me a meal and starved to death, and he was angry when someone said an inconsequential word, worried that more people would suffer if he was bored for too long, and he was worried that I would even be bored, and if I was bored, I would die of boredom......"

Murong smiled.

Canghai continued: "I'm worried that if I'm too happy, I'll accidentally die laughing." ”

"Alright, that's all it takes, you can laugh now. ”

Murong really laughed for a while, and asked softly, "What you said is true?"

Canghai sighed again, "...... Don't look at the landlord who always looks kind and kind, in fact," he looked up and smiled, "What I said is false." ”

Murong covered his mouth and smiled so much that his eyes were crooked. After a while, he said, "I know the way." ”

"What do you know?"

"Zhilu said that you are afraid of death. ”

Canghai's eyes widened. After Murong finished speaking, he ignored him, leaned on the swing rope on his right hand, pointed his toes on the ground, and the swing swayed slowly. The eyes were charming, and the corners of his mouth were smiling, but he was not displeased. Suddenly, she opened her mouth slightly and whistled, and as soon as her lotus arm was raised, one of the two white parrots flew up and stopped on her sleeve, and shouted, "Beauty, beauty."

Canghai thought it was funny, and couldn't help laughing: "I guess this must be Rong Chengche." ”

Murong smiled and shook his head, "No, it must be Bai who will be called that." ”

Canghai was stunned for a moment, Murong raised his forearm and teased Brother Parrot lightly, thought about it, suddenly felt that his cheeks were red, and he lowered his hand. The white parrot landed on her skirt.

Canghai looked at her and smiled gently. I don't know how to fluctuate in my heart, but my face seems to be unintentional, I stretched out my index finger and pointed it at the fragile little head of Brother Bai Parrot, and scratched it gently...... ,