Ziyan's feet were slightly staggered, ensuring that he could move forward or backward at any time, and his fingers were stretched straight behind him and formed a knife, highly alert. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"It's back. Zi Su pushed open the door and came out, and walked quickly towards Chu Duxue.

"Childe. "Be careful...... Ziyan swallowed the last two words, unfounded unwarranted speculation can't be said nonsense, this is necessary to survive in the family.

"Ziyan, go back and ask Murong what he had for dinner today, while it's still early. Shisu stretched out his hand to take the pear blossom brew in Chu Duxue's hand, opened the mouth of the wine gourd and sniffed it gently, with a look of satisfaction on his face, "It smells good." "The wine is pure and fragrant, and the pear blossom is fragrant, which is a rare wine.

"What else. Shiso followed the aroma and aimed at the oil paper bag in Chu Duxue's other hand.

Ziyan looked at Chu Duxue and didn't look out of the ordinary, obeyed Zisu's instructions, turned around and went back to the house to find his young master.

Taking advantage of Zi Yan's turn to leave, Zi Su's body leaned forward slightly towards Chu Duxue, and whispered in his ear, "Don't worry. ”

If Ziyan suddenly turned his head and looked at it from a distance, the appearance of the two whispering in their ears was ambiguous and infinite, Zi Su had a slender figure with long hair hanging down her waist, just like a woman wearing a wide-sleeved black dress, and she looked even thinner, Chu Duxue had a handsome face, slightly elegant, and she was dressed in white with a graceful demeanor. The appearance of the clothes intersecting and the necks intertwined is really reverie.

Shisu probably knew that this was not very good, so he immediately turned back and left after a short sentence.

Chu Duxue's expression changed slightly, and she still didn't say anything after all, "It's roast duck." ”

"Send it to the kitchen, it's rare to have time. Chu Duxue felt that Zisu's words meant something, and seemed to know something, or because today's transaction involved Gongzi, and he had been too nervous recently, and he hallucinated, and it was not known.

"That's a blessing, since I left, I didn't know how to eat when I thought of Childe's craftsmanship. Chu Duxue raised a smile on his face again, forget it, he at least had a clear conscience.

Shisu walked back slowly with the wine, what would she do if the same problem was in front of her? Will it be better than him? But this is just wishful thinking under the influence of her worldview in her previous life! Since she chose revenge, these two points are just extravagant hopes, and she will die after all. No matter how she avoided death......

Chu Duxue, your mask is a smile. But I couldn't laugh, and my tears had already dried up since my last life. So my mask can only be indifferent, but this mask is really not suitable~! I can not say a word for a long, long time, but it seems to be a loss to say a word! But the mask will eventually become a habit, and after a long time, it will become a pseudo-instinct, hiding my heart and showing indifference.

Fifty-year-old pear blossoms are mellow and long, with the fragrance of pear blossoms and the sweetness of pears.

It's been almost four years, and she still can't get used to the spicy taste of spirits and the bitterness of 'crossing'.

I don't remember where I've seen or heard such a sentence, it can be sober or decadent, bitter wine makes people remember their vows, spirits make people vent and forge ahead, and sweet wine makes people lose their way.

Whether the wine she brews is intoxicating or slightly drunk, it is almost always sweet and sweet. She only saved a small sip of the liquor and never touched it again, and the bitterness of the bitter wine made her reluctant to taste it again, and the bitterness was enough to evoke the bitterness in her heart, and the interweaving of the past life and the present life made her almost want to become a demon.

Weaving your own illusion with the sweet aroma of wine, indulging in self-deception and forgetting the bitterness and sourness of the past, when will you wake up? Who knows......

Daddy, mother, please don't blame your daughter for being greedy, is it okay.....

There are too many true and false in this world, and it is impossible to distinguish between the true and the false, if you give yourself an illusion of knowing the true and false, at least... At least... I know it from the bottom of my heart......

Raising his hand to touch the cold wooden door, Shiso woke up from his thoughts. There was a wry smile on the face that no one could see, and his frequent distraction and cranky thinking were not only not good in this life, but always felt that there was a tendency to worsen. If this continues, the possibility that she will go crazy......

In the evening, when Shiso cooked, the simple shallots mixed with tofu, white rice porridge, and stir-fried roast duck were unsurprisingly well received because of the addition of shallots, a little spiritual rice and some spiritual springs grown in the subspace with abundant spiritual energy.

The clean, shiny plate and the bottom of the bowl herald three round bellies. Chu Duxue asked what the ingredients Zisu bought were going to do, Zisu smiled lightly and didn't answer, but Murong Fuxue replied to Chu Duxue: "It doesn't matter what you do, it's delicious anyway." Choked Chu Duxue fiercely. Facing Chu Duxue's revelation, the short son stammered and protected his young master who looked like he had nothing to do with himself.

Thinking of the excitement of dinner, Shiso couldn't help but smile. The smile was fleeting, and Shiso looked at the moonlight that penetrated through the window and the dim bean-sized oil lamp on the table, drinking the pear blossom brewed in the gourd, and the bitterness in his heart was contaminated with the wine, this wine is not with the sweetness of pears, its bitterness is comparable to 'crossing'......

Chu Duxue pinched a letter, and there were only a few words on the snow-white letterhead: 'I will return before the year'. I'll be happy to see his son, it's a surprise.

Murong Fu Xue reflected the candlelight and snow light, and hurriedly copied Zisu's manuscript. Father will love this gift......

Nothing to say all night......

The next day, when the door was opened, snowflakes drifted down from the lead-gray sky and caressed the earth, mending the gray-stained, somewhat tattered snow-white cotton coat.

And then. Zi Su leaned against the door with a sleepy look, and threw a small black cloth bag at Chu Duxue, who was out of the snow, with the smell of wine.

Catching it steadily, Chu Duxue looked at the black-clothed young man who hadn't woken up with some confusion.

"It's almost the Chinese New Year, and there are more part-time people on the street. The cyan bottle is enough for the petty thief to have a troubled family, and the black bottle of the wicked who is ready to make a fortune while the New Year is ready to use it casually. Muttered an explanation, covered his face with his hand, yawned big, and Zisu closed the door with a bang, and went back to the house to catch up on sleep.

Turning around, Chu Duxue walked towards the door, with a slight smile on her face facing away from the door, thank you......

Childe's poison is not a fake, and with these two bottles in this operation, he can definitely return safely.

......

Changing into a handyman's gray clothes, Chu Duxue opened the small baggage, a thin mask was folded in the baggage, and a note was unfolded and fell, don't look for trouble......

The gray figure has an ordinary face without any characteristics and blends into the crowd, like water and the sea.......

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