After the man finished practicing, he stopped his moves, and as soon as the long knife picked up a certain position underwater, a wine gourd rose into the air, as if it had already been frozen under the water of the pool, waiting to be drunk hot.

Bang. The wine gourd came out of the water, Chang Rongguang did not reach out to take it, the knife light line, extremely accurate to remove the mouth, and then the tip of the knife pierced into the gourd, picked in the air, the wine poured out, he turned his back to a mouth, before and after but instantaneous, the wine into the throat.

But I saw that the man's black hair was like a waterfall, reflecting the bright sunlight, his naked upper body was covered with beads of sweat and water, the jade luster was getting more and more moist, the knife picked the gourd, and he was drunk on his back, and the wine poured from the air, sprinkled in his mouth, and also splashed on his face, outlining the lines of his facial features, neat and clean, and the only pair of black eyes were bottomless, and the sunlight fell into them, and there was no splash in the slightest.

The pond is green, the white stone is thick, the Xuanyi knife cuts thousands of miles, a pot of drunk me green valley, don't ask about the heroes of his life, no one knows that he is lying in the white clouds.

I am used to seeing the rich Xin Yi of Chang'an, where have I seen this style, and I was stunned in place.

There are only two words left in my mind full of admiration: good-looking.

Suddenly, Chang Rongguang felt something, turned around, and looked at Xin Yi, he just looked at her like that, there was no expression on his face, and the night in his eyes seemed to be splashed with ink, and the darkness became thicker.

Xin Yi touched his nose in disdain. Only then did he remember the purpose of this trip, and hurriedly said: "...... I would like to say that the noodle soup is delicious, thank you...... Also, you have good knife skills...... Very...... It's pretty good...... I mean, it's ok......"

Chang Rongguang was still expressionless, still looking at her like that, quiet, silent, the sunlight and the white mist were in his dark eyes at the same time, as if he could suck people in.

Xin Yi was a little embarrassed. I can't figure out what he meant. I have already said thank you, but I turned around and left, it didn't seem right, I wanted to stay here, and it wasn't a matter to stare at each other.

Gotta say something

Xin Yi racked his brains, from trivial things to the general trend of the world, after a few times in his mind, he suddenly saw the messy green silk hanging down to his chest, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, and blurted out-

"Can you ...... Help me ...... I can't do it that high, it's been a few days, it's really uncomfortable......"

Chang Yuguang still didn't react, looking at Xin Yi like a stone sculpture, the sunlight was getting hotter and hotter, but his black eyes were not warm at all.

Xin Yi suddenly thought, is he not knowing how to mu, looking at the "isolated island" in the forest where he lives, it should be the first time to Mu hair for a woman.

"Actually, it's nothing...... You have good sideburns, you should bathe often...... The same would be fine...... Thanks a lot. Xin Yi added, and then she began to congratulate herself that she was finally able to figure out Chang Yingguang, and besides, it was right.

Because the man finally moved. He came ashore, put away the long knife and the wine gourd, and then pushed Xin Yi to a large rock near the pool, lifted Xin Yi up, and made her lean her back against the stone.

Naturally, there was nothing to say the whole time. But after correctly figuring out Chang Rongguang for the first time, Xin Yi gained countless confidences and could roughly understand what he meant after being silent.

So he adjusted his angle, leaned his back against the stone, bent back, his body arched back in a slight arc, his head lay on the edge of the stone, his hair hung back, and half of it was immersed in the water.

In the gap between her posture, Chang Rongguang went back to the grass house and took the honey locust, hibiscus, and a linen towel, and stood in the pool by herself, just in front of Xin Yi's head on his back.

However, the next moment, Xin Yi was bitter.

Chang Rongguang estimated that she really regarded her green silk as her own messy hair, so when she got up, her strength was so great that Xin Yi felt that her scalp was about to be ripped off.

She was in pain, but there was nothing she could do, she was a half-crippled person, and she would definitely have to bother him to bathe her hair for herself in the future, so she had to be familiar with it and it wouldn't hurt.

Even if he thought so, Xin Yi still couldn't hold it back, and gasped with a "hiss": "...... Can...... Hurt...... Tap ......

The strength can cut off the head of both hands. Immediately, Chang Leaned forward, lowered his head slightly, looked at Xin Yi, and didn't know whether he was confused or sorry, so he didn't move.

Xin Yi was lying on her back on the white stone, Chang Rongguang stood behind her head, although the faces of the two were facing in opposite directions, Xin Yi had never been so close, staring at the man's eyebrows.

By the time she realized this, she had already been enchanted and couldn't move—

What kind of eyes are they?

It's as black as the night sky before dawn, all the light in the world can fall into it, Chang'an is full of purple and red rich flowers, but at this moment, this black can make people feel that it is beautiful, so beautiful that it is almost a pure, and the white around it is lined with shades.

It's just that these two black pupils are still clean to the extreme, looking at a woman at such a close distance, the two eyes are clean and clean, just like looking at the mountains and rivers, without any impurities. The pupils of the childish are often clean, but at the same time they are ignorant, but these eyes can teach people to distinguish the depths, looking into them layer by layer, until the bottom, only to step on a cliff abyss in a trance.

I don't know what is in the abyss, and I don't know what is tens of thousands of feet deep, but in the end, there is only one word left in my mind: emptiness.

Those who have nothing are flawless, and they are called empty.

The colorless, bottomless, is called secluded.

Xin Yi's nose was a little sour, and she didn't know why, being stared at so closely by such a pair of eyes, she herself was like an ant, an ant covered in dust in the red dust.

Small, small and humble.

However, suddenly, the two black pupils rippled, and they swept by, like the wind blowing through the layers of thin circles on the surface of the lake, and then, the man's strange voice came from the top of his head.

“…… Soup cake ......"

Soup cakes?

Xin Yi came to his senses and was stunned, what did the man mean by this, was he saying that he was like a soup cake?

However, she glanced at her whole body, the white linen cloth wrapped her whole body, almost nothing was exposed, in the eyes of outsiders, isn't it just a soup cake?

The soup cake (Note 1) eaten in the morning is white and swings in the soup.

understood the meaning of these two words, and was angry and rushed to Xin Yi's head, although she is not a country and a city, but she is also a beauty in Chang'an, but she is a tiger falling in Pingyang, how can she be so downtrodden that she has become a soup cake.

Xin Yi frowned after the layers of wounded cloth, and wanted to refute a few words, but he was dumbfounded in his throat, because Chang Rongguang smiled.

Although it was not obvious, and it was not the same thing as the "laughter" shown by ordinary people, Xin Yi was extremely sure that he smiled.

The two rays of light that passed by in the night, like a meteor across the night, burst out with a sudden brightness, although it was short, but because it was too beautiful, his whole person was alive at that moment.

The upturned curvature of the corners of his lips is not large, but it is that little bit that makes his already good-looking lips like flowers, coming to the wind.

The whole process was just a blink of an eye, and when he saw it clearly, the man returned to his usual appearance, silently bathing his hair for Xin Yi, which made people suspect that Fang had just looked dazzled.

Xin Yi didn't believe that he had spent it.

Because of her slightly strange heartbeat, she hasn't stopped yet.

The strength of Qingsi's hands was reduced, and he cleaned up the dirt of a few days for her very seriously, and the man didn't look at Xin Yi again, but Xin Yi covered his eyes.

She was inexplicably embarrassed.

Only sneaking out through his fingers, a gust of wind arose, blowing a pool of water.

exegesis

1. Soup cake: that is, today's noodle soup, especially in ancient times. "Qi Min Yaoshu" records the "water introduction" method: first use cold broth to mix the noodles sieved with fine silk, and then "knead them like a chopstick, one foot and one break, and soak them in water in the plate." It is advisable to put your hands on the bell, knead it so that it is as thin as a leek leaf, and boil it one by one.