Zi Jing suddenly interjected: "Is this just 'having a thief's heart but not a thief'?"

The second daughter was stunned, and Bi Lian said: "What does the child know, where did you hear this bastard talk?"

Zi You suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and before she could speak, Zi Jing had already said: "My brother often says, he said that to his sister-in-law, he is 'a thief but not a thief'." ”

Li Ge chuckled, and Bi Lian stiffened his face and said, "This is not good, forget about it in the future." Zi Jing flattened her mouth aggrievedly, Bi Lian took her hand, and said, "Now he is not small. ”

The little shell purple smiled bitterly at each other, unable to say a word. At home, the two people who are obedient to the sea and can't wait to sit and lie down are now talking about him like a flower in the back.

After saying that, the two were silent for a while, and they both seemed to be a little melancholy. Ziyou said: "I don't think that girl is an ordinary person, maybe her martial arts will be above a few of us, if you want me to say, high martial arts does not mean that she is a serious person, you look at the street all day long, maybe she is giving our lord a hug." ”

Bi Lian Li Ge said in unison: "Why can't you be a serious person when you hang on the street?"

Zi You was stunned, completely unaware of why the two of them had changed.

Bi Lian said: "That girl's dress is very identity, but for a while, I can't remember what master or what name is on the rivers and lakes, and it is not simple to see the woman from the Western Regions who pretends to be a scholar, maybe she is a master outside of Middle-earth." ”

Li Ge said: "Yes, but when did the two of them meet......?"

The two said in unison: "That day in the Bohai Sea?"

Li Ge said: "That day, when he came back, the hook was gone, and the coat was dirty, it must be her" and was shocked again, and said: "They are people from the Persian Ming Sect"

The four of them were also surprised, bowing their heads and saying nothing.

After a while, Li Ge suddenly smiled and said, "What do you think of that girl?"

Bi Lian also smiled and replied: "People who have seen so many beauties, if their eyes are low, they will be sorry for those beauties they have seen." It's just that I don't know how they met, and what is the identity of that girl?"

Li Ge grinned and said, "It shouldn't be the holy lady of the Persian Ming Sect, right? Bi Lian also smiled.

Xiao Shell said: "When I go home for a while, I will pretend that I don't know anything, and don't talk to him for the time being, ah." ”

The three of them glared at each other and said, "Why?"

Only Zi Jing looked at Bi Lian, then at Li Ge, and said glutinously: "Don't you settle accounts with your son's grandfather and brother?"

Xiao Shell's eyes were as black as paint, revealing dimples and slying smiles, and said: "The so-called 'catch thieves and take stolen goods', let's say this without evidence, he has an excuse to deny, if our guess is true, the two of them always have to find a way to meet, at that time, ......" eyebrows raised, "hum"

Zi Jing continued: "It's 'caught in bed'." ”

The little shell face collapsed. Zi You hugged her head and turned her face.

Bi Lian took a deep breath and said to Zi Jing with a smile, "Who taught you this?"

Zi Jing said happily: "My brother"

Ziyou's crime is implemented, and it will be asked after the autumn.

"Really?" Bi Lian glanced at Ziyou with a smile and pulled up Zi You, "Let's go, let's play over there." ”

As mentioned above, Zi Jing learned art from Yunyin Dao Chang in Yuntai Mountain since she was a child, and rarely went down the mountain, every time Ziyou had to go up the mountain to see her, and she had already buried her pen at that time: If Ziyou did not regularly go up the mountain to see her, she must have a better future.

This is where you can see a spotted ear.

The silence of the court, the red maple of the beauty. High and far, the play of swings.

Shyness is also astringent, and the thoughts of people are cherished. Alas, go straight into the cloud clothes of the other.

The hustle and bustle of the court, the parrot crying. The rhinoceros grub, the ritual of beauty.

Joy and sorrow, when you are pregnant. Alas, go straight into the clouds. ...,

Yellow leaves, cypress bark, swaying, lotus on the ground.

Look up to it, cherish the ambition of people. If the son does not come, he will go straight to the other cloud.

Low and high, nostalgic for people. If the son does not come, it will be boring to go straight to his heart.

If the court is blocked, I will not go. Zining doesn't come, and the swing doesn't swing.

The court blocks the way, and I don't go. Zining doesn't come, and the cherry orange will die.

Canghai hugged the fat rabbit and silently stopped in front of the door of the small backyard. Under the yellow-leaved maple tree, Murong was holding the maple tree, looking up at the blue sky in the fire.

The undergarment of the net yarn, the plain white skirt, the snow-white light yarn on the arm, the hair is in a bun, the black and shiny, and there is no hairpin. A white and greasy slender neck in the collar, and the hairline is neat and clear, like a whole piece of black satin.

Murong turned around slowly, revealing a plain white main waist in his shirt, and a small rain-swept azure blue peony was embroidered on the bandeau edge of the left front heart, reflecting a ** snow white. The small belt around the waist tied the undergarment, and dragged out a hundred knots palace silk, which was also pure white.

Murong Fandai didn't do it, his eyebrows frowned slightly, he turned his face to look at the sea, and was bluffed. A plain hand is pressed on the heart, and the lips are slightly open, like a white peony.

Canghai sighed. I was very melancholy.

Murong seemed to be waiting for someone, and he seemed to be chatting about his nostalgia.

The two looked at each other and smiled. Canghai approached Hongsuo's swing with the fat rabbit in his arms, and Murong stood beside the swing. The two white parrots on the vermilion torii suddenly flapped their wings and shouted, "Baibai"

Canghai was stunned, and then smiled at Murong who pursed his lips: "You actually recognize me, it's so smart." ”

Parrot said: "Idiot"

Canghai's smile froze on his face, and Murong was happy.

Canghai looked at the rattan chairs, gall wooden tables, cypress bark-roofed cabins, orange and cherry trees, and said casually, "What are you doing here? Why don't you go to the temple fair with them?"

Murong smiled and shook his head, and said in a soft and sandy voice: "I've been in a hurry for the past two days, and I'm tired, it's good to swing here, quiet and quiet." His clothes were fluttering, his eyes were like silk, he paused, and said, "Then what are you doing here? Why don't you go to the temple fair with them?"

Canghai pouted slightly, immediately smiled, and asked Murong to sit on the swing, he took out a rattan chair under the gallwood table, sat diagonally opposite the swing, and said with a smile: "If others ask, you don't even know me." ”

Murong said with a smile: "People say that there are still courtesies, if you ask me, I will naturally pay tribute to you." Looking at the sea with his eyes like water, he said in a low voice: "If I don't know you, how can I wait for you here?" As if he wanted him to hear, and as if he didn't want to be known by him, he said softly, the white satin red plum embroidered shoes kicked the mottled leaves on the wet ground from time to time, and the soft pancreas of Dancôme's fingertips slowly held the red rope, and the swing swayed faintly.

Canghai didn't seem to hear it, smiled lightly and stretched out his right hand, holding the rope of the swing, just half a foot away from Murong's hand below...... ，