In this way, Hua Ping embarked on the road of dragon tricks, and he has been doing it for more than 20 years and has stayed in more than 100 small drama troupes! Even when the Four Kings Rebellion was there, it didn't affect him to mix in various troupes. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

No matter what Shang Xuesleeve asks him about what play, who plays it, he can say a meridian!

A person like Hua Ping, Shang Xue thought to himself, even if he couldn't get around him, he had to recommend him to the sixth master.

She watched the crowd be very lively, and she slowly walked to the side, and when she saw that the northern wasteland was open and cold, and the sky above her head was extremely close to the ground, as if the clouds were within reach.

There seemed to be wind and sand blowing again in the distance, and she squinted her eyes, only to realize that she could only see nothing clearly in a cloud of yellowish smoke.

Somehow remembered "Out of the Stopper" in his heart, Shang Xuesleeve sang in a low voice:

"Don't say it's a person, it's the horse before the pass,

The horse is lazy before the pass.

The shadow is sparse, the shadow is sparse,

I saw the northern geese flying southward.

Cold and bleak like an arrow,

And he saw the clouds in the wilderness low. ”

She looked out into the wilderness again.

The wind and sand seemed to be deliberately resting for this moment, and she could finally see clearly that the cloud seemed to be carrying the wind and sand smoke and dust, and dozens of riders were standing on horseback.

The first one, for Shang Xuesleeve, seems to have not met for so long in a lifetime, but he has never forgotten it in his life.

Shang Xue's lips trembled, and he muttered.

"Ah Yu, Ah Yu."

It was as if she had fallen into a sweet dream, and her heart was confused, and even her eyes were confused; She seemed to be awake, even if she couldn't see anything, but the figure was in her eyes and heart.

Shang Xuesleeve unconsciously ran towards the figure, the wind rose again, blowing on her face, the tears were dried like this, and there was some dry pain, but she still wanted to run faster, faster, although she knew that this was true, it was not a dream, he was there, and it would not disappear.

The face was getting closer and closer, more and more real, as if it could be touched for just another moment, Shang Xuesleeve stretched out her hands, she thought, if she touched it, it would definitely be warm, warm, and a little rough, which would make her palms itch and fill her heart.

It's just that before she could touch it, she was swept away by the people on the horse with the momentum of her running!

"Ah ......" Shang Xuesleeve panicked, she sat in front of Lian Zeyu's body, and was firmly held in his arms, but in this way, she couldn't see him!

She wanted to turn around, she wanted to turn back, but she was imprisoned there, Lian Zeyu's breath came closer, and finally his head fell next to her neck, and streams of warmth sprayed quickly and slowly on her neck socket, and then she felt wet.

Those were Ah Yu's tears.

It's cold, it's hot.

Shang Xuesleeve let herself lean into that warm embrace and cried silently.

What invaded her and made her heart feel like a needle prick, was Ah Yu - Ah Yu who smiled at him in Xiao Yuan, Ah Yu who waited for her in the night breeze after the show, Ah Yu who hugged her in her arms in the Western Capital, and Ah Yu who ran north and south for her.

She remembered that after seeing him for the first time, she returned to the Yingyuan Garden, and talked about His Royal Highness the Prince, which was a character in the army who had to call "Shura" and "Evil God", and she didn't remember whether it was Qinghuan or Qingxian who corrected and said, it was "Jade-faced Shura", and she could remember every description of His Highness that night.

It turned out that unconsciously, it had been engraved into her heart, and she couldn't help laughing, but in an instant, she cried even more.

Ah Yu, who is so powerful, actually cried in front of her.

Once she thought about it, Shang Xuesleeve's distress couldn't stop, but she still couldn't turn around, so she turned her face, Lian Zeyu's hair brushed her cheeks like that, and the tears seemed to be taken away by his hair.

And she felt that she was so stupid that she couldn't say a word, and in the end, she just kissed his hair.

Lian Zeyu's hands were released from her waist, and two wide, rough palms touched her face.

Her face was naturally still wet, so he gently wiped it to both sides with his thumb, but the thick calluses on her thumb formed by years of martial arts practice still made her eyes tingle slightly, making her heart like sand and stone, dull; His palms were so warm and so big that they seemed to envelop her face......

Shang Xuesleeve blinked, she couldn't cry anymore, otherwise her eyes would have been soaked in tears, and she wouldn't be able to see his appearance clearly.

Her hands couldn't help but cover his, so small that they could only cover a small piece of the back of his hand, and he leaned his face over as well, the stubble of his beard tied on the back of her hand, and his soft lips kissed her slender fingers thinly......

In this layer of intimacy that I can't wait to surround him and can't wait to be surrounded by him, in this layer of lingering that I can't wait to hide her and can't wait to be hidden by her, Lian Zeyu said softly: "Ah Sleeve, don't leave me." ”

Shang Xue's sleeves leaned softly on him, the corners of his mouth opened slightly, and his eyes were unprecedentedly clear.

"Okay."

She said it, she finally spoke.

Shang Xuesleeve felt that she had no strength in her body, but she felt more relaxed than ever, and she could rely on it behind her - what was wrong with admitting it calmly, this was what she wanted after all.

She does.

At this moment, she thought of Xiao Yuan, thought of Sai Guanyin and the Sixth Master, thought of the gorgeous stage, remembered that Yu Mengyu, Xu Zhi and others were still wandering around under the vastness of heaven and earth, but she nodded again.

"Okay, Ah Yu."

A gust of wind blew, Shang Xue's sleeves faced the wind, squinting his eyes slightly, and his hair brushed on Lian Zeyu's face.

Lian Zeyu suddenly laughed.

That time I saw Shang Xuesleeve in Xiao Yuan, she drank osmanthus sweet brew, her face was pink, and she went to open the window.

At that time, the night wind also blew her hair, and he secretly hid that little envy, envying the breeze to be close to her green silk, envious of her green silk being close to her face, and today, what he had envied was already in his arms.

The questions I wanted to ask, the thoughts I wanted to confide, the panic and confusion of losing her trace, and the ecstasy of getting her news were not so important, and the exhaustion and grievances that came from running all the way turned into a puff of dust.

Since he had her, he had been at a loss for words several times, and there was nothing to describe the joy she had given him at the moment she spoke.

The moment she opened her mouth to say the word "good", there was only a blank in Lian Zeyu's mind, and slowly, the two words "worthy" and "complete" that were turned over and over kept flying over.

And she was so sure that she said it again. (To be continued.) )