"Go," dismissed the maid, and Yizhuo leaned back against the square table and picked up the manuscript on the table.

The eyes are empty and tears are empty, but who is it for them?

The size of the shark silk is relieved of labor, so that people are not sad!

Throwing beads and rolling jade only steals, and the town has no intention of being idle every day.

The sleeves on the pillow are difficult to wipe, and he is allowed to dot and blemish.

The color line is difficult to collect the pearl on the surface, and the old traces of the Xiangjiang River have been blurred;

There are also thousands of bamboo poles in front of the window, and there are no incense stains?

……

So familiar, so beautiful handwriting! It's the same as Leng Daiyu's writing, doesn't it mean that the personal notes are different? How can this be explained?

Hello Baoyu! Full of love, deep and meaningful, it has been wrapped on the paper, which can be called a treasure book of love poems...... It's just this last sentence "Baoyu, hello! But it made Yizhuo sigh, his heart tightened, his hands trembled, and he slowly closed the Daiyu manuscript quietly...... Poor this girl has long been deeply rooted, and her heart has secretly agreed.

This body is not mine after all, should I continue to deceive her......

"What are you doing again?" At this moment, Zijuan came out of the room, and when he saw Yizhuo, he was stunned at first, and then looked at him coldly, "Didn't you forget to be yourself?" ”

Although the words are ugly, this little girl is really protecting the Lord, and she is not mine, and she should be condemned in order to subtract some of my sins, Yizhuo sighed, lowered her head and replied, "Miss Zijuan, it was originally Baoyu, please report to your girl, just say that I will compensate for it." ”

Isn't it a loss? I think you're just one of the thousands of lucky men, so why bother to be hypocritical, just pity my girl......

"Hmph, please go back, the girl is asleep." Zijuan ignored Yizhuo and raised her hand to lower the curtain.

"I, I'm sincere." Yizhuo struggled to swallow the phlegm in her throat, almost speechless.

"Since you don't understand the girl's heart, why bother to add to the girl's blockage again." Zijuan snorted coldly, moved the lotus step lightly, and stood in front of Yizhuo, "Master, please go back, girl......"

"Let him in, even if it's a brother and sister, how can there be a reason to never see him again." Daiyu heard a sound in the room, and hurriedly struggled to shout.

"Look, your girl called me." Yi Zhuo smiled, stretched out his hand to push away Zijuan, and was about to go inside, but he was so anxious that he forgot the wound on his buttocks.

"Oops!" Yizhuo grinned and screamed, her ass rubbing against the door frame in pain.

"Ride," Zijuan was stunned, after all, she couldn't bear it, she took a step forward, shrugged her thin shoulders, and helped Yizhuo to walk steadily inside.

"Put this thick cushion on him, so as not to hurt this precious body, and increase the sins of our deciduous duckweed." is a mean mouth, Yizhuo was speechless for a while, so he could only wait on the sidelines. Daiyu ignored him either, only leaned at the head of the bed, and instructed Zijuan to herself. When Zijuan was on the opposite side of Daiyu's bed, she should have laid a recliner, and then she helped Yizhuo to lie down face to face with Daiyu.

"Why is Yu'er angry?" It's not a teacher or a student, so that's what it's called.

Yu'er? This title is familiar, and it is kind, this was originally the affectionate name of his parents, and now it is spit out from Yizhuo's mouth, and he can't help but arouse Daiyu's heart, Daiyu can't help but feel a burst of compassion in her heart, mother, father, Yu'er is now living carefully in the wind and frost sword, and enduring the pain of cutting skin and devouring her heart every day!

Thinking of the sadness, Daiyu couldn't stop sobbing again......

"Sister, my good sister, don't cry, when you cry, my heart is tugging." It seems that I was wrong again, Yizhuo was in a hurry, tried to lean forward, stretched out his arms, and wiped away the tears on Daiyu's face, and under Yizhuo's careful comfort, Daiyu gradually calmed down.

Girl, do you know that Zijuan hurts your heart. Seeing this scene, Zijuan on the side gently lowered the curtain, went out of the house, picked up a needle and thread, moved a chair and sat outside the door......