Zhu San looked her up and down several times, full of disdain, and the two of them were annoying to look at as thin as a white chicken. Sure enough, it doesn't matter if she looks like a woman, even this temperament is like a woman, timid, grinding and chirping, it makes people evil when they look at it, I really don't know what those little girls like about her.

If you want him to say it, he must be blind, and let him be such an iron-clad pure man with masculinity written on his body. I like this kind of little white face that is good for nothing but a face, what else can it be if it's not blind.

If he hadn't touched her bird before, I'm afraid that he and others would have always thought that she was a Mulan who served in the army on behalf of her father.

However, Zhu San recalled the unintentional touch that day, it was so small, no wonder she looked so girly. Thinking about the day when I went crazy and touched a bird of the same sex, I couldn't stop being nauseous and nauseous.

Ahh

"What a coincidence." He Dangli just hurriedly said hello, then said no more, hugged the change of clothes, and turned into the military tent not far away.

"Phew, a thing that sells ass, what is it that pretends to be high."

The voice was not deliberately controlled, even if He Dangli, who had left a short distance, could still hear the words scolding her in the wind.

It's just a smile that doesn't matter, it's not a no, anyway, it's more ugly and bad than I haven't heard of it, what's there to be angry about, isn't it intentional to find yourself unhappy.

When she lifted the curtain and went in, she found that the military tent was quiet, and there was no sound. He Dangli had a good vision at night, and when he saw that there was no one inside, he thought that people had gone out, so he didn't think much about it, and even had a little joy.

When she got up on the second day, she still didn't see Fan Fan, which was a little strange. After all, this has never been the case before, not to mention the need for a roster for daily exercises.

So much so that I was a little distracted during the whole morning of drills, and it was not until noon that I returned to the military tent and saw Fan Fan with a big bag on his head, full of grief and annoyance, and he was relieved.

Even thinking that he might not have eaten anything all day today, he turned around and went to the Huotou camp to bring a few more large steamed buns and a small plate of pickles to accompany the meal.

"Where did you go last night? And how does it look like someone has been beaten in the head? He Dangli couldn't help but ask worriedly, took the medicinal oil thrown by the man, poured a little and wiped it on his hand to reduce his swelling.

"No, I just couldn't sleep last night and wanted to go out for a walk." The person was lying on the bed, with his arms on his pillow, quite sullen and unspeakable.

"Sss The sudden increase in strength made Fan Fan couldn't help but scream, and even the muscles under his body collapsed in an instant.

His hands clenched into fists, damn it, if he knew which turtle grandson attacked him from behind last night, see if he didn't kill that turtle thing. The master swore that if he couldn't find out the grandson who dared to shadow him behind his back, he would write the word Fan Fan upside down.

"Then how did the bag on your head come from, don't tell me that you went to poke the hornet's nest in the middle of the night or don't believe that you fell into the ant's nest and were bitten." He Dangli couldn't help but roll his eyes, knowing that this man was just trying to save face and suffer from it, and he was telling lies, but the movements in his hands were a lot slower.

"No, I accidentally walked at night and bumped into it, and besides, according to my martial arts, even if it is bad, I won't fall for this stupid move, isn't this a joke for this military division." For such a humiliating thing, Fan Fan subconsciously felt a little unspeakable, and even felt that this might be a humiliation for his life, and it was impossible for Ah Li to know half a point, otherwise how could he still have the face to say in front of her that the eldest brother took care of the younger brother.

I was afraid that she would continue to ask, so I quickly changed the subject; "By the way, didn't you say you were going to bathe in that river last night? But there are any sneaky people, but I heard that someone in the area last night seemed to see a lot of wild cats in heat. ”

"Nope." When the medicinal oil was kneaded and dissolved, seeing that there was nothing wrong, He Dangli left the bedside, washed his hands, and chewed the steamed bun with the soup with two cabbage leaves floating.

"Did you say you went to the river last night? Why didn't I see you? Then he chewed on the mask of the steamed bun, his eyes half-drooped, and he quietly thought about the subtle clues revealed in his words.

Thinking of the illusion that she seemed to feel someone peeping at her in the dark last night, and the fact that Fan Fan didn't return all night last night and was knocked unconscious by the river, they were strung together.

Faintly, she felt as if she had fallen into a spider's web, and even stared at a beast behind her back, which made her involuntarily shiver down her back.

So, did that person see her face clearly last night? And who is he? What is his purpose?

The steamed bun in her hand was inadvertently pinched and flattened by her, and a touch of coldness flashed in her dark eyes.

Come to think of it, it was necessary for her to find out who was behind the scenes.

The next few days were calm until the day of rest.

"Hey, I said that you two, don't you just go out for a trip and grind and chirp, just like a girl, I don't know what you two are doing stealing chickens and dogs." Liu San is a loud voice, just this big sentence that breaks the flood bell, I am afraid that most of the people in the military camp can hear it.

"It's coming, didn't it just make you wait a little longer? As for being so angry. "Because of today's rest, they planned to go to a town not far away to have a good life, and even the money in their pockets was enough, for fear that they would not have enough fun shopping.

Fan Fan was dressed like a flower branch, wanting to ask for a peacock, why should he leave him and grab it, she was worried that the sun was so big today, would she be blinded.

Because it was hot today, I didn't want to waste time on the road today, so I planned to ride a horse.

Among the four people in the group, He Dangli belonged to the youngest one, and the others took better care of her. With such a face, even if you can't do anything, it's good just to look at it.

After entering the town, it is customary to go to the restaurant for a few days to eat and drink, and then go to Yihong Courtyard to have fun, if there is anything that needs to be bought. It's good to have an errand run later, after all, they are all not bad money.

"Ah Li, you really don't want to go with me, you said that you are not young, why haven't you thought about breaking your child's body." Today, she was wearing an ivory white gongbi landscape tower round-necked robe, wearing a white jade crown, and the suave Fan Fan brothers were written all over her body, and they hugged the boy who was half a head shorter than her.

"Don't think about using no money to send the master away this time, the master is in a good mood today, please." As he spoke, he smiled ill-intentioned at her. Even disregarded her intentions, she planned to force people in.

"No, I don't like it." He Dangli slapped away the man's hand on her shoulder, trying to keep a little distance. The pink/tender rhombic flower/lips are half-pursed, the water is shining, and it is lovely to look at. A small white porcelain face was glowing crimson like a summer lotus pond because of the heat, and a few naughty drops of sweat were slowly sliding down the bridge of her upturned nose.

Fan Fan, who was inexplicably stupid, crossed out several of his previous good faces in his mind, and only felt that if he was staying with Ah Li, a man who was still beautiful and fragrant, he had been staying for a long time. What if he accidentally bends his gender, and this face don't smile at him, he is worried that he won't be able to withstand the beauty crit of the beauty.

But looking at this face that is like a spring flower, as bright as the sun rising in the morning glow, and burning like a wave, I am angry no matter what. I can only be angry with myself, secretly angry.

"Hey, Lao Fan, you're not kind, how can you forget about our brothers just thinking about inviting Ah Li." When Liu Sanliu, who is tall and tall, stands next to Fan Fan on the left and on the right; "Our brothers are also very poor, you can't be kind to one or the other."

I can't help but make He Dang a little laughing, because the painting style is too mismatched, and there is even a weird sense of disobedience.

The above three people should be called her friends, right?

"Tell me if it's still a boy chicken first, if you want to say yes, don't talk about a treat, I'll even give you an Oiran for you." Fan Fan squeezed away the two big men, continued to pull He Dangli to talk about what he didn't have, and even began to brag about the goodness of those oirans, each with its own treasures.

Even in the back, He Dangli still didn't promise Fan Fan a piece of going to Yihong Courtyard, but tiptoed the only few pieces of broken silver in his hand, planning to buy himself a new dress. Take a good shower and eat something delicious.

It's just that the good times didn't last long, just waiting for her to eat pork dumplings with thin skin and thick flesh with cabbage and shiitake mushrooms at the small wonton stall. The bench beside her was pulled, and then a big ass sat down, trembling so much that the wontons in her white porcelain spoon almost fell off, accompanied by the smell of inferior fat powder that wafted into her nose with the air from time to time, and it was a little choking and unpleasant.

Anyway, she didn't like this smell, but because she smelled too much before, she was a little numb now.

"Boss, I'm adding a bowl of wontons here, more than that." He Dangli didn't have to guess to know which uncle was coming, and the voice fell.

Immediately there was a bead falling on the jade plate, like the sound of the murmuring of the water in the stream, cool and pleasant, and like the breeze in the forest, bringing wisps of bamboo fragrance.

"Shopkeeper, the poor monk wants a bowl of vegetarian wontons." Immediately afterwards, the bench on the other side was also pulled away.

There was a faint smell of fun Canaanite wood around him, and the smell would only be dyed when it had been soaked in the Buddhist temple for a long time.

He Dangli always felt that this good smell was a little familiar, as if he had smelled it somewhere, and it didn't seem to have been.

Shaking his head, he drove away the unrealistic thoughts in his mind, ignored them, and concentrated on eating the wontons with his head down. Even when there is nothing to chew in the mouth, the eyes are curved into crescents, revealing a happy and contented smile.

Some people even feel that watching her eat is like a beautiful ink painting, a kind of enjoyment. Because no matter what has been difficult to swallow for many years, it seems that when it comes to her mouth, it has become elixir, shark fin, abalone, etc.

Since it wasn't a meal yet, not many people came to eat wontons, so it didn't take long for two bowls of wontons to be ready.

The owner of the store is a couple with gray sideburns, and he has been here many times because of why he has left. After a long time, it naturally belongs to people who are familiar with each other, especially the face that will never be forgotten as long as you have seen it.

It's just that if it's hot today, no matter what you eat, you need to let it cool down for a while. lest not only burn your mouth, but even eat a hot sweat.

"Thank you." The beautiful voice sounded in his ears again, and He Dangli, who was sending a wonton to his mouth, had time to look up at the young man beside him.

said that he was a teenager, but he looked about as tall as a young man, but he had a sense of weakness. The skin of the exposed half of the wrist was snow-white, as if carved from fine white jade.