Ten days passed in a blink of an eye, and he began to get used to the life of "miscellaneous labor", but he just couldn't wait for Mei Ziyan's figure. Mo Su secretly revealed to him that Mei Ziyan had broken the Linglong chess game three days ago, and she didn't show up because she was sick and she was busy taking care of him in the past two days.

Mu Cheng threw down the firewood knife with a calm face, "I'm going to find her!" How could she do this? In the past ten days, when he was so tired that half of his life was about to be gone, when he lay on the bed, he would think of the way she smiled at him, remembered her quirky and wise appearance, and thought that he was just a few walls away from her...... Then I slept until dawn. But she ...... Sima Suisheng, can't the huge academy even find a maid to take care of people?

Mo Su grabbed him, "No need to look for it." My aunt and uncle went to Xuanbi Lake to take a boat. ”

The string at the bottom of Mu Chengdun's heart was already tight, and when he heard Mo Su's words, it was as if he had been plucked hard, and the aftermath shook his heart a little numb and sour. He took two steps forward, the cold wind blew, he suddenly remembered that he didn't even know where Xuanbi Lake was, after his footsteps stopped, he sobered up a little, and then turned around and picked up the firewood again, lowered his head and continued to chop wood. Mo Su was surprised:

"Why don't you go and take a look? We all know that my aunt has secretly liked Uncle Suisheng for many years. ”

"I believe her. She doesn't like to be born. With a single sword, he split the wood in half.

Mo Su stroked his forehead with one hand, sighed, and said: "I thought there was a lively thing to see, sometimes it's not a good thing that people are too calm." Then do you know that they all said that Uncle Sui was not so good to his aunt before?"

Mu Cheng put down the firewood knife and rewarded Mo Su with a chestnut chisel, "Little ghost, gossip can be eaten as a meal?!"

Mo Su muttered in annoyance: "If you don't care anymore, my aunt will be snatched away!"

Mu Cheng didn't dare to take Mo Su's curse lightly, it was late at night, when it was cold, he bravely poured half a tank of water on himself in the backyard, sneezed a few times, and went back to the room with a wet suit to sleep, sure enough, he had a fever at dawn.

Sure enough, Mei Ziyan rushed over early in the morning to check his pulse and open the room, Mo Su took the medicine to decoction, he held her hand as he wished, she wiped the sweat on his forehead carefully, and said:

"I've been busy looking for medicine for the wound on your back to make ointment these days, and I heard that you were sick just now. It's cold, I'll go back and get you some thicker clothes......

"Are you still happy boating on the lake?" he asked sourly.

"When did I go to the lake?" Mei Ziyan was surprised, "Who has this leisure?"

Mu Cheng suddenly understood that he had been tricked by the little ghost, and coughed a lot in annoyance and resentment. Mei Ziyan hurriedly smoothed his back, and asked in a low voice:

"Why didn't you go down the mountain and wait for me?"

"I can't go. He looked at her clear eyes and smiled calmly: "Mei Ziyan, let me tell you, I will not miss anything that Mu Cheng should undertake." I left you and left, don't talk about your father, even I will look down on myself. ”

"I really hate your father, I have hated it for so many years, I don't know what other way to relieve my hatred is other than to fight you to the death...... However, I am convinced that he beat me with the two bamboo poles that night, it is indeed my fault, sandwiched between me and your father, you are the most innocent and uncomfortable. Why should I ask you to choose between your father and me? Forcing you will only make you farther away from me...... So Ziyan, I told your father that I will find him on August 15 every year, and if I can't kill him, then I will wait another year...... Only on this day, he is my enemy......" His eyes were slightly red, "Ziyan, I can do it, and this is the only ......"

Mei Ziyan looked at him, sad, stunned, sad, and moved for a while densely intertwined in her heart, her brown wine eyes were full of smiles, and after the light mist, she smiled and burst into tears, and couldn't help but stretch out her arms to hug him who was sitting on the bed and the thin quilt faded to her chest, took a deep breath and said in a slightly nasal voice:

"Persimmon, thank you......"

Thank you for the concessions you have made for me, and thank you for your understanding and tolerance.

And thank you for loving me so much......

The ointment she carefully developed was really effective, and the scars on Mu Cheng's back were so good in a month. On this day, the weather was suddenly cold, and it was snowing lightly, Mu Cheng and Sima Suisheng had a fight in the Yanwutang, according to the off-site oral broadcast of the Mo suspicious ghost, the two were fighting in the dark, the sun and the moon were dark, Mu Cheng suffered a loss, and Sima Suisheng was slapped three times; When it was, the two big men came to a red-faced and heart-pounding intimate contact, and Sima Suisheng gritted his teeth and said to Mu Cheng, who was pressing his hands and feet and torso:

"Mu Cheng, go away! Use the scoundrel's next three indiscriminate tricks, you can't win!"

"Does that mean you admit that I won?" Mu Cheng was beaten by his three palms, and his blood and breath were unstable, but he still insisted that Qingshan would not relax, "It doesn't matter if it's a black cat or a white cat, it's a good cat that catches a mouse anyway." Sima Suisheng, Ziyan is mine, don't look at her with such eyes in the future, this Shizi can see that his heart is blocked. In the future, I may call you brother-in-law, but until then, you had better abide by the duties of a brother!"

He let go of Suisheng, who jumped up and slapped him on the chest, but fortunately he had already taken precautions and avoided it steadily.

Sui Sheng snorted coldly, patted his dusty shirt, and brushed his sleeves away.

Mei Ziyan came to him worried and annoyed and asked him why he wanted to compete with Suisheng, he pursed the corners of his lips and said casually:

"I'm just solving problems between men in a man's way. If you had fought with Helian Yue straightforwardly and snatched you up, you wouldn't have to suffer so much later. ”

She smiled sweetly, "When did you say that?"

He stretched out his arm and naturally hugged her waist, looked up at the hazy light moon in the sky, and said with a light smile: "Well, when was it? Think about it carefully, it seems that I forgot ...... again" He looked down at her annoyed look, the pretty eyebrows and eyes slightly pursed lips with resentment, cute and moving, he couldn't help but kiss her lips gently, the delicate and soft touch made his heart shake. After a kiss from the dragonfly, she busied herself to avoid his attack, and muttered:

"Bad persimmon, love words are so lame......" Unexpectedly, he was given an opportunity, and his tongue slipped into her mouth, searching the city until her last breath was exhausted in her chest. After letting go of her, he gently pressed her head against his chest, and in her shyness she could clearly hear his heart beating vigorously at a beat, which was her familiar rhythm, unusually fast.

"When I saw you and him smiling at the pavilion when I left Huzhou, or earlier...... It's not that I forgot, but I don't know when you, little goblin, snuck into my heart with some spell. Ziyan, I'll wait here until you are willing and can stay with me......"

The next day, Mo Su came to inform Mu Cheng to report to the kitchen of the academy, saying that there was a shortage of people in the kitchen, and asked him to stay in the kitchen in the future to learn cooking skills from Uncle Ming.

"I want to eat West Lake beef soup today. She leaned in front of the window and looked at him busy in the kitchen, and said with a smile, her smile was as bright as the spring light in February, if it weren't for the deep snow outside, it would really make people think that they were in the spring sun.

"Recipe?" he asked, angrily, as he scooped water into the pot.

She memorized the recipe word for word, and then watched him busy in an orderly manner, and after a while, a bowl of steaming soup was placed on the kitchen table, she was too anxious to take it and burned her mouth without paying attention, frowning and crying out in pain, he moistened her lips with cold water in distress, and she flattened her mouth and said that it still hurt like being burned by fire. He pinched her chin and blew on her lips, which turned into a kiss while the fire was burning. She scolded him for being lustful, he didn't think he was angry, and smiled to add one, she was angry and stuffed him with a steamed bun and asked him to practice and improve his skills. He laughed and took the steamed bun and threw it aside, and nibbled on her indiscriminately before he would give up.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, he accompanied her to keep a New Year's vigil, set off fireworks in the back mountain together, and braved the cold to build a snowman in the courtyard after the heavy snow like a child. When the first grass sprouts under the snow, he took her to the market below the mountain to hang out, drink tea, and watch juggling. She wrapped her arms around him, watching and buying and eating in the bustling streets. There is an old man who is a sugar man on the spot, and a spoonful of syrup slowly falls on the paper and then presents a lifelike image, which is amazing.

Mei Ziyan bought a dragon, the dragon's body was curled and her hair was slightly open, she couldn't help but marvel at the old man's exquisite handiwork, but Mu Cheng frowned and looked at her holding him in one hand, holding the sugar dragon in the other hand and stretching out the lilac tongue and licking it again and again, the cherry lips were already plump, and the sticky syrup added the brilliance of the glaze, and the intoxicated look was a little more charming to her already beautiful and elegant face.

He was suddenly a little upset by her.

"The corners of your mouth are dirty. He said.

"Oh," she asked, smiling, as she paused to wipe her mouth with her sleeve, "is it gone?"

The crowd was crowded, she was bumped into his arms by a slight bump, he smiled and hugged her tightly, looked at the corners of her mouth, lowered his head and said:

"It's a little dirty here," licked the corners of her mouth, "Also, it's dirty in here......"

Only then did she realize that the man in front of her had a bad heart, and whispered ashamedly and angrily: "Hey, this is on the street in broad daylight!"

"I don't care, whoever tells you to kiss it or not me!" he said with a low grin as he bit her earlobe.

She stared at him with wide eyes, and it took her time to realize that he was eating a sugar man's vinegar!

Early spring in March is her birthday.

Early in the morning, she pestered him to ask him to make a green plum wine for himself, outside the kitchen, she lay on the window with both hands and watched Mu Cheng put green plums and sake lees in the small urn in the kitchen, she still nagged uneasily:

"Persimmon, remember to seal the lid well, you can't go out of gas, and also, bury it under the plum tree in the back mountain, and the taste will be just right on my birthday next year......"

He turned back to her with a stiff face and said hatefully: "Mei Ziyan, if you are long-winded, I will let Qing'er sleep with you tonight!"

Her face changed instantly, and she immediately raised the white flag and surrendered with a lamentation. The next day, I bought several catties of sulfur and came back, scattering it everywhere, Mu Cheng pinched his nose and wanted to strangle this woman who was a soldier. When Qing'er climbed onto Mei Ziyan's arm, the cold and terrifying touch almost made her scream.

"Get it out of the way!" her voice trembled.

"It likes you. He continued to knead the dough in his hand for a long time, and today she said she wanted to eat dumplings. "Would you like to give it to you as a pet?"

"Not good. She looked at him plaintively, "I already have a raccoon." ”