looked up at the moon, and a sentence from Zhang Jiuling's song "Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan" came to mind: The lover complains about the night, but he is lovesick at night! Lovers, lovesickness... These two words that suddenly popped out made Yichen startled, she was very interested in the four Baylors...

Got up from the stone bench and kept pacing in the courtyard, impossible, impossible. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info After the Mid-Autumn Festival, she wants to participate in the draft, and she will never be selected, she is still the identity of the little prince, and he... It's just two straight lines that can't intersect.

There have been three shifts outside, but there is no sleepiness at all, Yi Chenyun took a light skill and jumped up, broke a branch from the tree, and began to practice Fengming swordsmanship. One move and one style is no longer as jerky as when he was six or seven years old, he is as skillful as flowing water, and the branches are falling everywhere. Collected the branches and quietly looked at the fallen leaves, but she had the urge to cry, it turned out that she wanted to be with him.

The sky is gradually dawning, although I have not slept all night but there is no trace of fatigue, the people in the house have begun to be busy, Yichen threw the branch in his hand and shouted, "Green Lotus, Xue Yi woke up in a while, you serve her to wash and prepare breakfast, tell her that I have something to do, and I can't accompany her in the morning." After the explanation, he walked towards his parents' cross-courtyard.

Yesterday I saw my mother's eyes, if you treat it well, although you can't see it very clearly, but you can also see the light, and when you get to the door of the hospital, Yichen heard her mother's voice saying, "Xianggong, this is the bean paste bag I made for Yichen, if she doesn't come today, you can find a chance to send it to her." ”

"You, if you can't see with your eyes, don't get these things, what is Arichen's identity now, and I can eat the bean paste buns you made." Father's voice rang out.

Yichen looked back and saw that no one was following, pushed open the door and walked in, "Daddy, I'm coming to see you!" After closing the door of the yard and walking into the kitchen outside, I just saw the bean paste buns made by my mother on the edge of the pot table, reached out and picked one up and put it in my mouth, and said while eating, "Mother, the bean paste buns you made are so delicious, can I take these back and eat them?" ”

Qian's face showed a happy smile, and his hands were a little nervous and wiped his apron, "Good, good, child, you like to eat your mother to make it for you, and make it for you every day." ”

Yichen took her mother's hand, "Mother, I'll show you your eyes first, and then let's talk about whether it's okay!" ”

Yichen showed her mother's eyes, used needles around her eyes, and talked to her parents for a while, and the morning passed. As soon as she came out of the courtyard and returned to her courtyard, someone came in to report that the Thirteen Princes had arrived;

Yi Chen frowned slightly, put down the bean paste bag in his hand, "You go back to him, just say that I went out early this morning and haven't come back yet." ”

"Yo! Why is it still on the shelf? With the voice, Yinxiang walked in, "What, don't you want to see me?" ”

Yi Chen looked at him with a perfunctory smile, "Don't dare, what do you think of the Thirteenth Master today?" ”

"Boy, you're still an official with me, you and my fourth brother are angry, I didn't offend you, I kindly invited you to dinner, you should give me a closed door!" After Yinxiang finished speaking, he sat on the stone bench in the courtyard with a big grin.