The dance robe slowly stood up with the strength of his hands, staring at the lower half of his face. Because she didn't dare to look him in the eye. I heard that the eyes can reveal a person's heart. Mai Yi didn't want to know what he was thinking.

They had been so close to each other, but it was the first time that Mai Yi had looked at him so closely. Tight skin. Not very fair, but very firm. There is no trace of excess fat.

The body temperature that emanates and the smell of a man who is not annoying make him more like a living person. Instead of a paper figure with a small pointed hat next to the coffin. Maiyi suddenly wanted to cry.

So he hurriedly looked away. I saw the unconscious melon, the pair of frozen chicken wings that were opened.

"Don't you blame me?" Dancer asked Zhong Lipo very lightly, and quickly glanced at his smiling face, his eyes were slightly red, "It's ...... It's so pathetic. ”

"Hmph. Zhong Lipo chuckled lightly and asked softly, "Are you hungry, what do you want to eat?"

Wuyi immediately said: "Frozen chicken wings." ”

Zhong Lipo looked up to the sky again and smiled: "I feel the same." He turned and went out of the house again. "Get dressed. ”

Xiaogua opened his eyes after hearing the sound of the door closing, raised his neck as thin as a toothpick and looked out, looked back and saw the woman who raised his eyebrows and smiled at him, and immediately collapsed and closed his eyes.

It is not surprising that the little melon has lost its arrogance. Even Huang Huihu, who has big nostrils facing the sky, has no confidence without clothes, let alone a bird.

The dancer silently guarded a large table of delicacies, nibbling on honey chicken wings in a small bite, peeking at Zhong Lipo cutting a piece of raw meat into small thin strips and hanging it on the top of the melon's head, the melon raised his head and opened his mouth, Zhong Lipo let go, and the melon lowered his head and swallowed. Like a freshly castrated earth dog.

Wuyi remembers this paper figure, and seems to be very kind to this frozen chicken. But why is it now indifferent and smiling? Could it be that he only loves its colored feathers, as young and beautiful as a woman, and if all is in water, he will instantly empathize with it.

So the dance clothes didn't understand. She asked Zhong Lipo: "Fangfang...... What kind of person is it?"

Zhongli broke the hand that hung the raw shredded meat, and the little melon was forced to stretch his neck for a while. The smile on Zhongli's face faded and he let go.

"At least she doesn't like to dig other people's wounds like you do. ”

Maiyi's heart suddenly felt uncomfortable. "I just want to know if she's beautiful. ”

After a while, Zhong Lipo nodded. "It was beautiful until he died. ”

"And what about after death?"

"Live in your heart. ”

So the dance clothes were silent for a long time.

Zhong Lipo suddenly smiled, and sprinkled the colorful fiber feathers and down feathers collected on the side into the fire, and the flames were high, and the smell of burnt paste was scattered. The melon burst into tears.

Zhongli said, "Do you have a handkerchief?"

Wuyi was stunned, raised his eyes and saw him looking at him on the other side, and after a little hesitation, he took out a piece of carefully embroidered colored ropa from his sleeve, and seemed to be very reluctant, and stretched out his pancreas a few times before handing it over to Zhongli's broken hand.

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Zhong Lipo slowly unfolded the embroidered silk, and the corner of the pa was densely sewn with a clump of cattail grass and two mandarin ducks.

So much so that Zhong Lipo's heart jumped suddenly. The grass is as tough as silk.

Rock......

There is no transfer of the rock.

"What do you want a handkerchief for?" the warbler sounded.

Zhong Li squinted his gaze and skimmed the corners of his mouth very lightly. The handkerchief was spread in the palm of his hand, and he picked up the remaining large pieces of colored feathers and put them inside, and said with a smile: "Don't try to play tricks, there are a total of 1,399 feathers here, if one is missing, it will kill you immediately." ”

The dancer couldn't help but pout.

Half finger long feathers.