Qing Huan returned to Liuyun Tianshu and locked himself in the room sullenly. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info When the sky was almost dark, there was a light knock on the door outside the house, accompanied by a woman's gentle and pleasant voice.

"Sister Qinghuan."

Qing Huan pouted, but got out of bed and opened the door. Qiu Luo had an elegant smile on his face, held a plate in his hand and said, "You haven't eaten much in a day, I made a few small snacks, you can taste them." ”

Although Qing Huan was still a little embarrassed in her heart, after all, during the day, she expressed her inconvenience in front of others. But he doesn't stretch out his hand to hit the smiling person, let alone the person who is still Arlo. So she also forced a smile and let the person into the house.

There are three plates of dim sum on the plate, rain flower cake, Lingbo pastry, and ...... Ice plum crisp. Different fragrances are mixed together, the light fragrance is also very good, and the richest is naturally the plum blossom fragrance that has withstood a cold bone.

Qing Huan first picked up a piece of ice plum cake and put it in his mouth, and the tip of his tongue touched a little cool taste, and then the faint bitterness of the plum blossom itself. But this bitterness is also extremely fragrant, and it is fleeting, but it makes people feel aftertaste and nostalgia. The next taste is not sweet, in short, it melts in the mouth, and the fragrance between the lips and teeth seems to be born from the bottom of my heart.

Qing Huan tasted Lingbo cheese and rain cake in turn, each with its own flavor, but there is no doubt that they are all wonderful "only in the sky".

"It's delicious." Qing Huan hesitated for a moment, but could only praise it like this, and added, "Thank you." ”

Qiu Luo smiled lightly: "It's good if you like it." ”

Qing Huan looked at her such a gentle and amiable smile, and it was really difficult to regenerate any negative emotions, so he pointed to the Bing Mei Su and said, "This, he likes it very much." Take it to him. ”

"Are you talking about Xue Zun?" Qiu Luo smiled, "He likes ice plum cakes?" ”

Qing Huan let out a "hmm" and nodded, noticing that Qiu Luo had quietly changed his name, probably because he was afraid that he would not like it.

Qiu Luo smiled: "Then bother Sister Qinghuan and send it for Xue Zun." He loves you so much, and he would be even happier if you sent it yourself. ”

Qing Huan thought about it, didn't shirk, took the plate of ice plum cake, and went to find snow. When passing by the door of Yun Xiao's room, she couldn't help but slow down slightly, but Liuyun Tianshu was so big, Yun Xiao was naturally not in the room.

The lights were on in the snowy room, and Qing Huan didn't knock on the door, but pushed the door in. Xue was leaning over the desk to paint, and when she saw her come in, she put down her pen and smiled: "Xiao Huan'er, you are here." Qing Huan put Bing Mei Crisp in front of him, and leaned back on the couch very listlessly.

Xue Zigu smiled, and her slender jade-like fingers picked up a piece of ice plum cake and put it in her mouth. is obviously the simplest action, but he has the most peerless style to do it, making people feel that it is the happiest thing to be able to make the ice plum cake in his hand.

But Qing Huan is not in the mood to appreciate it now, not to mention that she has seen too much of this picture since she was a child, and she has long been numb, so she just asked, "Is it delicious?" ”

Xue leaned beside her, supported her head with one hand, and smiled, "General." ”

Qing Huan turned to look at him sideways, with a tangled look on his face, and he despised his duplicity.

Xue smiled: "You know, eating is not just about eating a taste, only pursuing the satisfaction of the mouth." More importantly, it is necessary to eat an artistic conception and pursue inner perfection. ”

Qing Huan pouted and said, "Then how can your heart be perfected?" ”

"If one day, Xiao Huan'er can make ice plum cakes for me to eat......" Xue Ping lay down, looked up at the beams, and smiled lazily, "It would be perfect." ”

Qing Huan smiled at this time, "You wait another 10,000 years." ”

"Okay." Xue smiled, "I'll be able to wait." ”

Qing Huan stayed until the bright moon hung high, and then returned to his room. There was still no movement in Yun Xiao's room, as if he had never returned. Qiu Luo had already covered the door for her and left, but the lights in the room were still there, illuminating the tables and couches in the room, which were the most familiar furnishings. The white jade porcelain vase painted with hibiscus flowers on the table is filled with flowers of various seasons throughout the year, and this time is no exception, with a few elegant white plums inserted in the bottle. Qing Huan's fingers gently rubbed the delicate brushstrokes of the hibiscus flower, but her heart was still not quiet.

In the next few days, she didn't see Yun Xiao, and at the same time, the Thousand Hall Immortal Venerable was also gone. At the dinner table, there are often only two people, her and Qiuluo. Snow occasionally sits in, but there isn't much to eat. She and Qiu Luo gradually talked a little more, but they couldn't get close. Most of the time, she leaned on the edge of the snow, quietly listening to him stroke the piano, watching the clouds gather and disperse in the sky.

Xue knows everything about her heart, but she never asks. Qing Huan himself didn't think about what kind of mentality he should have when he saw Chengyao or Yunxiao again. And that person just bumped into her eyes without the slightest defense.

Chengyao is following Luoshen, returning to the clouds and Tianshu, and the lonely flow is naturally there. It was the day when the spring breeze sighed, and the green trees on the road were scattered and thousands of points fell, and the young man in white approached her quietly. At that time, Qing Huan was sitting at the stone table outside the bamboo house, holding an idle book, and when he looked up, he saw him.

Both opened their mouths to say hello to each other, but neither could make a sound. Instead, Lonely Stream jumped over, hooked up with Qing Huan's shoulders very affectionately, and called happily, "Little leaf!" ”

Qing Huan called him, "Liuliu ......" was still chaotic in his mind, and he didn't dare to look at Chengyao, facing Luoshen, he was a little weak, and called timidly, "Ah Luo......"

The woman with the tulle nodded very lightly. Qing Huan got a response, and his heart was relieved, but fortunately, Ah Luo was not angry with her.

Snow leaned on the table and glanced at Roselle with a smile, "Why are you here?" ”

Luo Shen's voice was cold, and his tone did not fluctuate at all, "You must have forgotten how long they have been apprentices." ”

The smile on Xue's face remained unchanged, "So what?" ”

"So!" Silent Liudao, "You promised to give the Liushao Sword to Yaoyao, you should give it to him!" And me, me and Xiaoyezi, Yunxiao, we want it too! Now he still has a broken copper and broken iron, and he will be looked down upon! ”

"Oh, I see." Xue smiled softly, the sleeves of her robe fluttered lightly, and her figure fluttered in the wind. In the next moment, there was an extra dead branch in his hand, and a thunderbolt stabbed into the silent stream. (To be continued.) )