The ink in the pear blossom koi-shaped ink inkstone is dripping and sticky, and her face is like a white porcelain snow blooming landscape ink flowers, clear and beautiful.

Some of the books that have been flipped through. The big and small were marked or circled by her, and she didn't understand the meaning, as if waiting to find someone to ask a good question.

The half-hidden pineapple solid wooden door was gently pushed open, and a long figure walked in, for fear of disturbing the person, even the footsteps were deliberately slowed down.

The sun outside the window lattice was scorching, and even the fat green plantain did not show the clove knots as if it were listless. But the scorching sunlight filtered through the thick leaves, and the murmuring light and shadow under the hood were like water waves.

"You're here." When the person came in, He Dangli woke up, but he didn't expect the person to come back so quickly. Her eyelids were still told, as if she couldn't lift the slightest energy, and even her voice had a muffled tone.

People can't help but think of the lazy fat cat nesting under the eaves in the warm winter sun, turning their bellies and coquettish.

"Wasn't I worried that you'd be hungry? Look how kind I am to you, this time I brought you your favorite Sanxian vegetarian dumplings, but I waited in line for a long time to buy them. Fan Fan, who was idle in the afternoon, had nothing to do, so he came to the military headquarters to find someone to talk to. The big lama sat directly next to her, not feeling that there was anything wrong with two big men squeezing into one position.

It's hot now, even if there is ice in the house, there is still a feeling of stuffiness, and people can't breathe, but fortunately, the owner of the house does not have the habit of incense.

"Okay, in order to thank you for your kindness, I will invite you to dinner in a few days, and you can choose the place." He was busy with business at noon, but he forgot to eat.

I didn't feel very hungry before, but now I smell the smell of food. However, I found that I was extremely hungry at the moment, and I swallowed a dumpling after chewing it a few times.

"Eat slowly, and no one will rob you, it's like a starving ghost reincarnated." Fan Fan was worried that she would eat too fast and would choke if she accidentally got up, so he kindly got up and poured her a glass of water.

"By the way, I almost forgot to tell you, when I came, I happened to see the last time you ransomed himself, standing outside with a food box. I'm waiting for you under the sun. He seemed to see it when I came in, and didn't say anything, thinking that everyone might be gone now, and the sun outside today was much more sunny than it had been for a while. Fan Fan was too hot, and after coming in, he ordered someone to get more ice cubes. Directly took off his outer shirt, and swayed in a navy blue underwear.

Anyway, no one will come in from outside this point now, and even if they do, there will be nothing.

"What is he here for?" Hearing this, He Dangli suddenly paused from the hand that was holding dumplings.

"What else can I do, of course, to give you some eye medicine, so as to consolidate and consolidate the position in your heart, after all, people are also a thing of the Israelite waiter." Fan Fan couldn't help but roll his eyes several times just thinking that he had actually sent such a disgusting thing next to Ah Li in front of him, and it wasn't one yet.

Then he was blindfolded with lard, and he was a iniquity. Yu Yan glanced at the person whose expression had not changed, and he was slightly relieved in his heart.

"Ah Li, feed me one of the dumplings with corn and mushrooms." The man with Erlang's legs crossed looks like an uncle.

"Don't you have long hands?" He Dangli glanced at him angrily, and didn't pay attention to half a point.

"Aren't my hands sore? Okay, it's okay for you to feed me one, and besides, you haven't fed me before. The man came in with his mouth wide open, and the two of them were very close to each other.

It's always a bit ambiguous.

"You said it was before, if you still have the same broken hand as before, I will definitely feed you without you saying it." He Dangli couldn't help but roll his eyes, dipped the white and chubby dumplings in Shanxi old vinegar and put them in his mouth and chewed them.

"Tsk, Ah Li isn't cute at all." Fan Fan slid up softly like a boneless snake, and took another pair of clean bamboo chopsticks and sandwiched a corn dumpling with dipping sauce for himself.

I always feel that when no one feeds me, it seems to have lost some taste.

And outside the military department.

As Fan Fan said, today is much hotter than the previous half a month, and even the bluestone slabs under his feet have been baked to the point that his feet are a little hot. The wicker wilted listlessness hung down on one side, and even the usually annoying sparrow summer cicada was so hot that it lost its voice and lost its voice.

Even the cold wind blowing in the air carried a lingering sultry heat.

Today, wearing an ivory white gongbi landscape tower round-necked robe, three thousand ink hairs with only a bamboo hairpin and agarwood raised from a high bundle have been waiting outside the sun for more than an hour, a face is red, and the lips are chapped.

In his arms, he tightly guarded the food box that he regarded as important to life.

"This big brother, have you sent someone in to tell my general? Say I'm waiting for her? Even though he was impatient with the previous question, Agarwood couldn't help but ask again.

He heard earlier that the general was so busy today that he didn't have time to eat, and he was even more worried that because he had been out for so long now, what would happen if Ah Li was hungry.

"Lao Tzu has said it many times before, and General Huwei said that he doesn't know you. Didn't you see the one who went in front of you? That is General Huwei's friend, Fan Junshi. The soldier on duty looked at this little white face standing in the sun with some impatience, and the more he looked at it, the more angry he became.

It's a joke to say what kind of people are in General Huwei's mansion, who doesn't know that General Huwei and that Lord Fan are good friends. How can you not know, I'm afraid you don't know where to fight, and look at the generals like kraft candy.

"But I really know General Huwei, and Brother Lao can be accommodating." Agarwood went out in a hurry, at this time there was no money on his body, his face was a little shy, his face was red and white, and he was so anxious that he almost blistered at the side of his mouth.

But Ah Li doesn't want to come out now, how can he go in. What's more, Ah Li's friend's image of him may not be much better, at most, he remembers that he used to be a little puppet who served people in the Wind Pavilion.

Just damn it.

"Come on, if you say something like this, I don't know how much I listen to here every day, and even my ears are calloused. , I don't know what else General Huwei knows, I have seen a lot of people like you. The soldiers were a little annoyed by the noise, and even the passers-by outside began to point. The already hot and dry weather is even more prone to fire.

"But I really know General Huwei. Trouble big brother, you go in and tell General Huwei, she will definitely come out to see me. Agarwood was also sick and rushed to the doctor, especially after cooking the sobering soup last night, standing outside the courtyard and waiting for him all night.

From the time it was dark to the second morning, a heart sank with the dawn.

The man still didn't come back, and he was so panicked that he didn't know what to do. The corners and tips of the snow-white robe were wet with the morning dew of the night.

"Get out, it's all said that General Huwei doesn't know you, how many times do you have to say it, don't get out of here, if you want to touch porcelain, you don't want to see what kind of place this is, you can be wild." The soldier was also a little angry, and directly stretched out his hand to overturn the person to the ground, and even the cakes and pastries in the mahogany carved white lotus twigs around the food box were spilled all over the ground.

The location of the military headquarters is being built on the street where people come and go, and the embarrassing scene of agarwood has caused many people to laugh absurdly.

In the evening, He Dangli, who had finished a day's work, stretched his waist, only to feel that his sore waist was much better at the moment, and even the red mark on his neck was a little lighter.

Originally, she planned to go directly to the Imperial General's Mansion, but she even thought about the little stammering thing promised this morning.

I can't be a man who breaks his word and gets fat again, and rubs his slightly sour eyes.

When Su Yan left this morning, she was depressed for a long time, until she remembered that she had said that she would come to eat with him tonight. The whole talent is better.

And he glanced at the room with some disgust several times before turning around and leaving the building. But looking at the messy robe that was accidentally torn on the ground, his face was red, and he put Ah Li's clothes on the tip of his nose and sniffed it like a thief.

I just felt like a complete pervert, and my face was so red that it was like a drop of blood.

When he returned to Su Mansion, Da Zhuang was sweeping the crape myrtle petals under the tree with a broom in his hand. The more the petals were swept under the tree, the more they were swept, and after standing for a long time, they also dyed a fragrant Yaxing thing.

"Young Master, you're back!" Da Zhuang's big voice was so big that almost the whole mansion could hear it.

"Be quiet, for fear that others won't know that I'm not deaf." Su Yan, who had a ruddy face, even walked with the wind, and the corners of his lips rose slightly with a smile that couldn't be dissolved.

At a glance, you can see what unspeakable good things have happened.

"Young Master, where did you go last night? Didn't come back all night? Are you worried about the little ones? Da Zhuang faintly had an answer in his heart, but his heart was as uncomfortable as being tickled by a cat, and he couldn't control his cheap mouth from wanting to know.

"Is the young master going to see his sweetheart?" Those gossipy eyes even tried to find clues from the young master, but unfortunately, Su Yan wrapped the whole person tightly, like an impermeable silkworm chrysalis, where else could I see anything.

"Da Zhuang, you have been getting more and more bold recently, and you even want to ask about Young Master Ben's private affairs." Although he did not admit it explicitly, he did not deny it. And looking at his eyebrows and eyes smiling, like a spring breeze, I think it's eight or nine and ten.

"Young master, how dare you be a little one." Da Zhuang smiled with a flat smile on his face, and looked like a mouse after stealing fish.

"Yo Yo Yo, the little one knows it's wrong, young master, don't keep holding on to the little ears."