The original owner of the picker was hiding in the corner, and he couldn't figure it out, one was the master and the other was a slave, but now they are all twisted for a bowl of chicken juice for the existence of the so-called "big and small female devils" in the family.

"What's that, two masters...... There is also a seller of dried silk nearby, otherwise you two will go to ......," the shopkeeper persuaded anxiously, and then the second half was snuffed out in the angry shouts of the two.

"No! It's just your authentic family! My family's big (small) female devil is tricky, and if she doesn't want to go to heaven!" Cui Yan and Changsheng opened their mouths almost at the same time, pulling the fingertips on the edge of the bowl harder.

The two are holding each other, God can't stand it anymore, I don't know which rich man joined the ranks of the artillery battle, the amazing fireworks flew into the sky, and the sky opened peony peony.

"The five old men have put flowers out! Come and see!" The people gathered over with hula voices, hugged their necks, looked at the sky and the sky, and marveled that it was really throwing money, and the style reflected the radius of ten miles.

The flow of people rushed Cui Yan and Changsheng away, and at the last moment, Cui Yan gritted his teeth and successfully grabbed the dried chicken juice.

"It's over, I'll have to see the seventh girl pouting when I go back......" Changsheng looked at the empty hand, and was in a daze, when he suddenly felt the crowd behind him pushing and shoving, and his footsteps were unsteady, and he plopped forward.

Seeing that he was about to land head-on, Changsheng's head was cold, and he subconsciously grabbed the clothes of a person next to him, wanting to buffer a few steps, but heard another "presumptuous", like a woman.

Changsheng was startled, hurriedly let go of his hand at the end, and then snapped, and he fell into the red shell of the cannon battle all over the ground without accident.

This fall is real. I fell and shook out all the things I was carrying in my arms.

Wow, a firework went up to the sky and lit up a goose hairpin.

The hairpins are in pairs, the geese are loyal, and they are a pair of things, but they are somehow split in half, and one branch lies alone on the ground.

This scene fell into the eyes of the woman next to her who exclaimed "presumptuous", and it suddenly stirred up an undercurrent.

Changsheng didn't notice anything unusual, got up from the ground, didn't care about dusting, stretched out his hand and took the goose hairpin back into his arms, immediately looked at the woman, and apologized vigorously.

"I'm sorry to disturb the nobles! I'm in a hurry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I'm not a disciple! I'm just afraid that my face will be broken, so I have to call the seven girls to worry about it! If you are offended, you will be offended!"

Changsheng saw clearly the woman who was almost used as a "buffer" by himself, the latter had a graceful body and an elegant bearing, and the purple carrot satin skirt was a beautiful material he had never seen before, but she wore a white Luo hat on her face, and the silk hanging down to her chest covered her eyebrows and eyes.

Half a moment of silence. The woman chuckled: "You hear the ...... of this palace Mrs. Ben is a woman, so she finally let go of her hand, and she still knows the rules. ”

Changsheng raised his eyes and looked at the woman, the night was as silky as snow, and he couldn't see the specifics clearly, but listening to the sound of the chime, he could imagine how the eyebrows and eyes after the snow should be dignified.

So Changsheng took a step back and wiped his face with some restraint: "What, the noble man is not joking...... If you don't hold me accountable...... Just, just say goodbye first......"

"Wait!" the woman stopped and was about to turn around and live forever, the two stars behind the hat were bright, and they stayed for a moment on the half of the man's face exposed behind the dust, and her whole body seemed to tremble.

"You...... What's your name?"

"Immortality. "Changsheng came back, I had a headache, I heard that the rich women have a strange temper, and if they were touched by the common people, they would have to pay for their heads.

The woman pondered for a moment and raised her chin slightly: "I just saw a hairpin fall out of your arms, this palace ...... Mrs. Ben is very pleased, can you lend me a look?"

Hairpin.

The simple two words put the Buddha into the reverse scales of immortality, which made him slam the alarm, and his face became full of restraint and suddenly became bright: "Look at the clothes and ornaments of the nobles, they are from a rich family, and my hairpin is very ordinary, I am afraid that it will not enter the eyes of the nobles." ”

The woman was stunned for a moment, and was about to say something, when she suddenly heard exclamations all around: "The people over there are out of the way! The artillery is crooked! Rush towards this side! Get out of the way!"

As soon as Changsheng and the woman turned around, before they could understand, they saw a sky-skimming monkey cannonball, carrying sparks, not flying into the sky, but rushing towards them.

The artillery battle was crooked. Changsheng came back to his senses, but it was too late, and when he saw the artillery battle, he rushed in front of him, and the spark was about to burn.

"Be careful, noble! offend!" Changsheng's first reaction was to tighten his clothes, afraid that the hairpin would fall out again, and he immediately took an arrow step to block in front of the woman.

But this time it was not his turn, a taller black shadow flashed over, pulled him with one hand, pulled the woman with the other, turned around suddenly, protected the two in front of him, and forcibly blocked the artillery battle with his back.

Cracking sound. The cannon hit the man's back, and there was a smell of burning.

"That man is on fire! Go and call Lang Zhong! Burn!" exclaimed as the embers of the cannon battle fell to the ground, and the regrouping crowd exclaimed.

But I saw a few wisps of yin wind blowing, and a few black shadows appeared beside the man like ghosts, a few people took ointment, a few people fluttered, and instantly dealt with the fire and injuries.

However, in an instant, there were several more men in black in the game of one man and one woman in the field, all of whom were masked with black cloth and their eyes were shining.

The leader was the one who blocked the artillery battle for the two of them, his shoulders were broad, like a mountain, and the fire did not change half of the color when it burned on his back, but he protected the two of them tightly.

The embers had already landed, but the man did not let go of the two, they were still held in his arms, as if they were greedy for something, and their fingertips were cold and hot.

So in the small space, the three of them curled up in a ball, Changsheng felt the generosity of that heart, as if blocking everything in the world for him, as soon as he raised his eyes, the eyes exposed behind the man's black cloth, like a lightning, exploded his mind in an instant.

Cordial. A sense of intimacy that didn't come to it.

is obviously a man who reveals anger all over his body, but it makes his heart hot, and it is obviously a meeting of Pingshui who can't see his face clearly, but he doesn't want to let go of the warmth at all.

He was stunned.

The woman in the white hat was also stunned.

Just a pair of eyes. Or rather, the gaze of two pairs of eyes, or the warmth of the cheeks, or just the breath between the clothes, the curvature of the arms.

The memory of more than 20 years of death, in an instant, exploded.

Backwards, crowded, noisy, and confused, she was stunned, but it was like an instinct that woke up from every inch of her muscles and bones.

Yes, it's almost instinctive, don't forget it.

Seeing that the two people in his arms were staying, the man struggled for a moment, then let go of his arm, got up, and confirmed that the black cloth on his face was intact, and left without saying a word, and the other men in black also disappeared into the field in the blink of an eye.

Or a fleeting change. The secrets that belong to the night owls are never exposed to the sun.

The flow of people has resumed like weaving, the night sky is shining with fireworks again, Changsheng looked up in a trance, and saw Cui Yan standing quietly not far away through the silent mist.

He was five steps away, witnessing everything, and the bowl of dried chicken juice was still in his hand.