One hundred and seventy, I'm a scumbag

"So fast." Lin Chaoge was a little stunned, and the strength of the hairband he was playing with in his hand increased in vain, pulling his neat hair crown.

Didn't it be written in the book that Bai Qingxing had a deep love for Bai Ling, and in the end he couldn't be blackened because of love? It didn't take long for her to recover her identity, and she turned around and married her again, could it be that her butterfly fanned too much, and a double blue downstairs outside the window was like a face, just like the first time I saw it.

"Fast? He will be seventeen years later, and Xiao Yanyan has forgotten that even if a man in the Dazhou Dynasty is over sixteen, he can go out of the palace. "Since Xiao Yuzi confirmed that she had a place for him in her heart, the whole person exuded a spring-like atmosphere, her chin rested on her somewhat thin shoulders, and she pinched the tip of the other party's nose dotingly, there is a kind of leisurely and quiet beauty." You'll be 17 years later, but you're going to end up this year."

"Hmm." Lin Chaoge slapped away the big messy hand, I don't know what to think, her lips pursed into a straight line, she has been in this world for two years inexplicably, people here are generally precocious, and before fifteen, they have a lot of maids, even if they don't want it, others are also shoehorned into it when they see the opportunity.

I don't know who hung a string of glass wind chimes under the eaves, and the snow fell on the blood-red beads, refracting the white light, and the cold wind blew through the jingling bells.

"Xiao Yanyan is jealous, don't worry, the queen's backyard is so clean that there is not a single female mosquito, so a hostess will be sent to enter the house." Xiao Yuzi lowered her head and pecked the corner of her mouth funny, and the faint scent of ambergris swept all over her body, "This king is still thinking, if you don't end this year, this king will carry a sedan chair to marry you."

Lin Chaoge's ears were full of the sweet words of the man, and a scene of the night rain appeared in his mind, and he suddenly felt inexplicably panicked, as if all this was too unreal, just like a stolen mirror, waking up from a dream is nothing, waiting for her is still the cruel ending in the book, or the quiet beauty of the current years is just a conjecture of hers, she has already died in that downpour, and she lives up to her existence.

That sudden heavy rain took away not only her only relative, but also her conscience...... His face was pale, his eyes were blank, and his fingers were cold when he looked into the distance.

"What do you think? I kiss you, and you don't pay attention. Xu was to punish her for her inattentiveness, Xiao Yuzi's sharp teeth bit Lin Chaoge's round and small earlobe: "It should be punished."

"Hiss".

"What do you think, can you still wander in my arms, or do you want to do some other exercises that will help activate your body and mind." It was a slightly deliberate punishment, but after a long time, the taste gradually changed, and there was only a sound of licking/biting in the huge Accord, and people blushed and heartbeat when they heard it.

"Don't make a fuss, how did you find out?" Lin Chaoge stopped the fluffy head that was making a mess, for fear that it would go off the rails, and he had the illusion that he had a large dog.

Xiao Yuzi rolled her delicate eyes, looked at her several times with the expression of a fool, and couldn't help poking her hand at her sometimes not very bright head, gritting her teeth and hating that iron is not a steel road; "Could it be that you have forgotten the identity of this king."

“……”。

"Have you figured out how to confess to my dead-eyed eldest nephew, this matter is nothing more than a catastrophe for him." There was a hint of schadenfreude in his words.

Lin Chaoge shook her head, her face was full of emptiness, she really didn't have the courage to open this mouth, not to mention that she didn't know where to open her mouth, she couldn't just say, hey, I'm sorry, I'm on good terms with your little uncle, you are a good person, isn't this the rhythm of directly looking for pumping.

"But I'm worried that he'll be angry and I can't think about it." Xiao Yuzi rested her chin on the top of Lin Chaoge's soft hair, and her other hand was not idle and played with her little hand.

Lin Chaoge nodded, in the final analysis, she was sorry for Wang Xifeng, but she was reluctant to take one of the two of them, this time she went back to confess, no matter what the result was, she admitted it whether she was beaten or scolded, but she still got a batch.

"Actually, he came to me the night he left." It's so plain that it's like talking to someone else.

"Huh?" Why didn't she know at all?

"He said that if it was me, he would admit it, but he wouldn't give up, and let me be careful, I can ignore the rest, except for you." Xiao Yuzi thought of the scene at the beginning of the two, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but hook up a smile, and she was quickly covered by a haze, "Lin Yan, promise me, no matter what happens in the future, don't leave me, okay."

"Okay." Too long or heavy to admit that you can't do it, but you can only do it in front of you.

"Actually, it's me, I think I'll be more greedy than you, why not take both, you should answer one is bound to hurt the other person's sincerity, sometimes greed is not wrong at all, this king doesn't want you to look forward and backward in this word love."

When they went back, the two of them galloped on horseback, and only caught up with the mighty carriage in front of them before dark, Xi'er was sleeping soundly in the carriage, and heard the noise outside, so she rubbed her eyes and opened her sleepy eyes.

"Stop! Stop it. Xi'er shouted several times before the carriage stopped.

"No need to send it, we'll see you at the beginning of school." Lin Chaoge turned the horse's head to look at the reluctant Xiao Yuzi, and raised a big smile without hesitation, and his mouth was open and closed; "I'll miss you".

"Okay, stay safe on the road. Remember to go to Luoyang safely and write back to me."

"Yes, stay safe".

There is a copper stove burning on the inner wall of the carriage, there is no habit of lighting incense, and two or three buds are inserted in the vase at will to be put in purple and white, which is still as warm as spring when leaving, as soon as he comes in, Lin Chaoge's whole body bones are soft, and the intoxicating ambergris fragrance permeates the tip of his nose for a long time.

"Young master, are you out of the wall? Pity my little prince Wang sitting at home, and the green hat falls from the sky, young master, you are too much of a thing! As soon as Xi'er saw who the person who sent her back, she immediately pulled down a stinky face, and she was disgusted by swallowing a hundred or ten dead flies alive, so angry that her face was not a face, and her nose was not a nose.

"Young master, although I usually admire you very much, but your virtue is lacking, it is really too bad."

"Do you know that there are clouds in the book, messing with the relationship between men and women, and the fate of those who abandon others is often not loyal." Xi'er has a bulging bun face, old-fashioned.

“???” Lin Chaoge looked confused, what did she do??? Say hello to blacks???

"Young master, are you so right about Wang Xiaogongzi, people are still guarding you like jade, but you are so good, you actually hooked up with Jing Wangye, or his little uncle, what do you let him think, because Wang Xiaogongzi is so good to us, young master, you are a scumbag." Xi'er doesn't want to say a word to this Lin scumbag anymore, huh, why is the poor little prince Wang so pitiful, and he meets the young master, a dead scumbag.

"I'm not, I'm not." Hearing him say this, Lin Chaoge found that he was really like a scumbag, or the kind of scumbag of the century who abandoned his wife and children.

"Hmph, scumbag." Xi'er snorted coldly again, turned around and didn't pay attention to it, and was thinking in her heart about how to write a letter to Wang Xifeng to complain.

In the book, there is a dialogue;

Under the Bodhi tree, once again three thousand years of reincarnation, falling into the English colorful, under the tree under the remnants of chess, next to an old and a young, a monk and a layman, a robe and a white robe,

I asked the Buddha: Why are there so many regrets in the world?

The Buddha said: This is a whirling world, and whirling is regret. There are no regrets, and no matter how much happiness you give, you will not experience happiness.

I asked the Buddha: How can we stop making people's hearts feel lonely?

The Buddha said: Every heart is born lonely and crippled.

Most spend their lives with this incompleteness; It's just that when you meet the other half who can make it complete, you either miss it by negligence or you have lost the right to own it.

Lin Chaoge was pillowing his book, under him was a turbulent walking carriage, his eyes were in a trance, the closer he was to Luoyang, the more uneasy the beating heart in his chest became, and his temples were beating suddenly.

Luoyang is still the Luoyang that left, bluestone streets, red eaves and green willows, prosperous and lively, shops on both sides of the street, the twilight sunset afterglow faintly sprinkled on the red bricks and green tiles or the brightly colored pavilion cornices, adding a bit of hazy and poetic to the prosperous evening scene of Luoyang City in front of you.

The wheels of the carriage walked, the dry branches of the dry trees made a clicking sound from time to time, and behind them were the happy faces of the elderly, or elegant, or fresh, or sophisticated, the New Year was approaching, the red lanterns were hung high, and every household put on their own to play with the most beautiful winter flowers.

The carriages and horses are sparkling, the flow of people is like weaving, not far away there is a faint penetrating shout of the vendors, and occasionally there is a long neighing of horses, Lin Chaoge feels as if he is in a colorful and rich picture, he can't help but let the carriage stop, looking at the blood-red remnant sun, his eyes are complicated, this return, I don't know how many thousands of years have passed.

"Young master, why don't we tell Wang Xiaogongzi in advance that we are back." After four or five days of tiring travel and overnight travel, he finally entered the city on the evening of the fifth day, and Xi'er, who had been chattering since entering the city, did not stop for half a minute.

"No matter if I tell him sooner or later, he will wait for me in the Lin Mansion, you can trust him." Lin Chaoge has lost a lot of weight in the past few days, and he has been thinking too much, and now he is blue and black, on the other hand, Xi'er is full of energy, and she eats and sleeps well at a glance, how can she have the slightest pain of traveling and traveling.

"You just blow it, but young master, have you figured out how to explain to Wang Xiaogongzi the reason why you went out of the wall because of emptiness and loneliness." Xi'er still only thinks of the threesome picture that is not conducive to the construction of the core values of socialism in the script, and her face burns like a monkey's butt.

"Actually, I found out that young master, if you work hard, maybe you can turn over as a serf and sing, you have to be tough." Xu Shixi'er recently secretly looked at the strange script that she had scavenged from somewhere, and every time she looked at her fiery gaze, she couldn't help but feel scared in Lin Chaoge's heart.