Back in the dormitory, Jia Mu lost his temper at the bookbox: "You come to judge, how do I treat the bean sprouts?"

Lin Ze couldn't let go of his hands, his back was always as tall as loose, and he said perfunctorily: "Caring is very good." ”

Chen Xiao held the kidney bean roll in his left hand, fiddled with the white jade abacus in his right hand, and said, "Be considerate." ”

Jia Mu slapped the table heavily, and his shocked abacus trembled three times: "Why do I treat her with all my heart and lungs, but she is ruthless and unjust, a cat and a dog can take a few broken pastries casually, and you can kidnap him!"

Chen Xiao was puzzled: "Who dares to rob your family's good son, don't you want to die?"

Jia Mu gritted his teeth and said, "Merry old white tiger!"

Lin Ze felt ridiculous, ignored the crazy demon, got up and walked to the bookshelf.

Jia Mu roared like a fierce lion: "My apprentice is about to be snatched away, you two are indifferent, still not brothers!"

Chen Xiao closed the account book and persuaded him: "Big brother, the taste of the Dusk Pavilion Lingxian has not changed for a hundred years, and he loves the girl with a small face and long legs, a convex front and a backward charm, and puts the portrait of his predecessor in a row, he can't tell who is who at all, he doesn't like the type of willow bud at all." ”

"My good disciple looks like a hibiscus out of the water, and his temperament is like an empty valley orchid, he will inevitably covet it!"

The first second was angry, and the next second was a big boast, the devil's emotional rhythm changed too fast, and the words were too exaggerated, leaving the people around him speechless.

Jia Mu was quite dissatisfied with the reaction of the two of them, and asked one by one: "Isn't my apprentice beautiful?"

Lin Ze opened his dangling eye-catching index finger: "In my heart, Ange is the most beautiful." ”

Chen Xiaoxiao said smartly: "A friend's wife can't be bullied, and I can't even watch more, it's inconvenient for me to evaluate." ”

Jia Mu knocked the fat man's round skull: "Wife, you are big, Liu Ya is the apprentice of the master!"

Lin Ze debunked the devil's thoughts: "Hard-mouthed, how can the apprentice be so angry." ”

Chen Xiao took the best policy of calming things down: "Whether it's an apprentice or a wife, a woman must not be easily offended, abuse his wife for a while, chase his wife to the crematorium, and return the bookbox to others first." ”

Jiamu didn't steam steamed buns and argued: "I'm going to hold the bookcase and wait for her to take the initiative to bow her head and admit her mistake!"

There was a knock on the door, Ling Qingyun walked in, and when he saw the demon with an angry look on his face, he said, "That... Liu Ya asked me to ask... Is her bookcase in..."

Jiamu refused to intervene in the middleman: "Let her take it herself!"

Ling Qingyun hesitated: "But... Women are not allowed to enter the men's dormitories..."

Jia Mu exuded netherworld anger all over his body, as if he was possessed by Lord Yama, and said word by word: "Do you know the price of being nosy?"

The devil is spoiled by his father's lawlessness, and he rarely considers the feelings of others when he speaks and acts, and when his anger bursts out, he is like a prairie fire, indiscriminately, and he can't burn everything in sight to ashes.

The good-natured Chen Xiao whispered to Ling Qingyun: "He is angry, crazy and crazy, don't take it to heart, let's talk about the bookbox later." ”

At dinner, Liu Ya stretched her neck and looked forward to it, she hadn't seen Jia Mu for a long time, she was both annoyed and anxious: "The devil shouldn't come to dinner, right? My homework hasn't been done yet, and I must retrieve the bookcase as soon as possible." ”

The kind and sweet sister Ange helped her find a way: "Their bedroom must be going to open a small stove, or let Lin Ze think of a way to bring out the bookcase and return it to you." ”

"The devil deliberately embarrassed me, I was afraid that Lin Ze would not be able to do anything about him. ”

Liu Ya was distressed, her hands folded on her chin, supporting her heavy head, she didn't want to give in to the devil, but she really couldn't think of a better way.

Bei Zhi is the smartest: "Wouldn't it be easier to quietly take out books and notes?"

An Ge readily agreed: "Good idea, I'll send a message to Lin Ze!"

Jiamu waited from dusk to late at night, without waiting for the sound of bean sprouts, the resentment accumulated in his chest was as heavy as a boulder, and he threw his sleeves and said cruelly: "This girl doesn't seem to plan to cultivate immortals well, and from now on whether she lives or dies has nothing to do with me!"

Chen Xiao leaned on the Arhat, shaking Erlang's leg to read the book: "You listen to your brother's advice..."

"Mind your own business, fat man!"

Jiamu is purely hard-mouthed, and when he goes to bed, he still holds the bookcase, and he is not panicked at all.

As everyone knows, the box he was holding had been manipulated by Lin Ze, and Liu Ya's textbooks and notes had been completely replaced.

The male Taoist dormitory was cloudy and rainy, but the female Taoist dormitory was full of laughter.

The three sisters who completed their homework were excited to taste the pastries, blessed by the appearance of the romantic saint, even the ordinary chrysanthemum osmanthus cake also contained the charm of the cinnamon falling in the middle of the moon and the fragrance of the clouds.

An Ge is full of peach blossom idiots: "My idol is not only perfect, but also humble and low-key, such a fairy pastry with full color and flavor, why ask for suggestions for improvement." ”

Liu Ya's depressed mood was relieved by sweets: "The pastries of the Dusk Pavilion Fairy have magical powers, sweetly soothing the sorrowful intestines, and mellow fragrance to resolve resentment. ”

An Ge nodded knowingly: "That's right, this is not an ordinary pastry, but a medicine to heal the soul!"

Idols make people blind, and chasing stars makes people crazy.

Beifang has both the shyness of a girl and a deep inferiority complex, and has always carefully concealed her love for the twilight pavilion, and quietly wrapped a piece of peach blossom crisp to treasure.

Chu Lingxi found this small action, and was extremely incomprehensible, the bright road of Ming Love was in front of him, why bother to take the single-plank bridge of secret love.

As a flirtatious and irresponsible demon goddess of war, she has not known what shyness and cowardice are since she was a girl, and the declaration of love is, instead of hiding love in her heart, the fierce lion will say love.

If Chu Lingxi is Beizhi's classmate, she will definitely be encouraged 800 times a day, urging her to confess to Duting as soon as possible and become Hua Xu's first pair of teacher-student love CP.

Bei Zhi proposed: "Or... Let's think about a tea that goes well with the pastry?"

"You're a genius with a golden idea!!, in this way, we will be able to become the food confidant of the Dusk Pavilion Fairy, and have more reasons and opportunities to live with him!"

An Ge clapped his hands in agreement, his little heart jumped, and he was jumping up and down to find the tea he had brought from home, while Bei Ji took out a set of blue and white porcelain with colorful plum patterns and boiled water to cook tea.

An Ge closed his eyes and took a deep breath of various tea fragrances, looking like a master who was about to make a big move-

"Ginger jujube longan cake is sweet and greasy, and it should be paired with a quiet but not smooth, sipping indifferent Longjing before the Ming Dynasty... But... It seems unremarkable and lacks character..."

Bei Tong added the finishing touch: "It's better to try lotus leaf lotus seed Longjing tea, just like the ancient poems, the wind outside the courtyard Hexizi smiles, the daughter of Longjing before the Ming Dynasty is red, or the bergamot tea is also good, a room is fragrant, accompanied by orange flavor, clear the mouth and relieve greasy." ”

An Ge immediately clapped his face: "It's wonderful, it's wonderful, Liu Ya write it down!"

She picked up half of the unfinished shortbread and began to ponder: "The pretzel is salty, fragrant and crispy, suitable for drinking fragrant tea... How about the phoenix single fir?"

Bei Citrus is more thoughtful: "There are many different aromas of Phoenix single fir, among which Eight Immortals, Melan, Cinnamon and Magnolia are all suitable for salty points. ”

Liu Ya didn't understand tea, couldn't taste the subtlety, just drank the same tea soup in a daze, and then wrote down the results of the discussion with his friends.

She studied hard every day, and she hadn't enjoyed such a relaxing night for a long time, but in her heart there was a strange thing, as if something was missing, but she didn't know what it was.