The night rain is dripping, adding a touch of sadness before parting.

"You, why don't you speak, what are you doing all the time staring at me?"

The heart is beating with joy, pulsating for the resentment of the beauty. That night, the god came to kiss and opened the heart of the beauty; On that day, the domineering drift occupied the heart of the beauty. From then on, the subtlety between Li Huaitang and Su Zizi suddenly faced the wilderness of a flat river, vast and free.

"Beautiful, so beautiful, more beautiful than I've ever seen!"

At present, Li Huaitang is not stingy with praise words. His expression was stunned, and he was holding a cleanly washed cloak in his hand, and the cloak still exuded a refreshing fragrance.

Surprise, sweetness, flashed Su Zizi's pretty face full of worry. Every time, unheard words could always be heard from his mouth, comparing her to the most beautiful scenery, or the first time I heard of it, fresh and warm.

"You promised, when I leave, you will give me a ride."

Su Zizi didn't dare to look at the fiery gaze at close range, and her pretty and peerless face was crimson, extending to the root of her ears and to her neck, showing her delicate and feminine beauty.

Resentment, resentment, and resentment, the mouth is not right.

"What's the trouble with the demon moth?"

The movements were quite domineering, Su Zizi was caught off guard, and her whole delicate body fell into Li Huaitang's strong arms, and her thick chest brought her a solid support. Su Zizi was very surprised about her reaction, she didn't have any resistance, she was as docile as a lamb, her eyes closed, enjoying the warmth and security she had never felt.

"You are a delicate woman, lonely, the world is so big, how can you still live? Fate brought you to me, and in this life, let me shelter you from the wind and rain. ”

"Hmm,"

The response was as thin as a mosquito, almost inaudible, but it clearly entered Li Huaitang's ears, and the hug was even more enthusiastic......

"You, Li Lang, can you not go? I, I'm afraid,"

After a long time, a poignant voice sounded, as if it came out of the water. The heart belongs, and the sweet salutation blurts out.

The rumored news in the city shocked Su Zizi and worried, she never dreamed that Li Huaitang would be so bold that he was ready to personally lead five hundred horsemen to the Tuqi Shiren camp to seek skin with the tiger. Although, once upon a time, she admired his courage and felt that he was heroic, but now, in her heart, worry has taken over.

"This trip has to be made by me. You still have to worry about the Turgish, I've always been the only one who takes advantage of others. Besides, Dashi, I'd love to go and see if there's any princess to grab... Ouch!"

Li Huaitang bared his teeth, jumped straight on his toes, and had an exaggerated look of pain on his face.

On the contrary, as the winner of stepping on the soles of her feet, Su Xiaoniang, who was released from Li Huaitang's arms, gloated with a look of schadenfreude.

"This is for you, every time you pick it up, I will know that Li Lang is thinking about me."

Su Zizi took a step shake from a plate of green silk above her head, lowered her eyebrows, and handed it to Li Huaitang. The endless shyness and delicateness, the indescribable love is just beginning.

"Purple Purple,"

Li Huaitang took the step shake in Su Xiaoniang's hand, took advantage of the situation to hold a pair of soft wattles, and stared at her with affection, with a tendency to transform into a wolf.

"Well, tonight, the moonlight is good, do we have to talk about life......"

"Huh? ......”

"It's raining at an inopportune time...... Uh,"

Umeng is embarrassed to find that he has inadvertently done something bad and ruined the good thing for a pair of lovers. He was so drenched in the night rain that he forgot that he had to knock on the door before entering the temple, even though it was open.

"Ouch, I'm old, I'm old, I'm dizzy, I can't see anything, I can't see clearly. General, where are you? ”

In the blink of an eye, Umeng turned into a blind man, stretching out his hands and groping exaggeratedly.

"Okay, you scared her away, what garlic are you pretending?"

Li Huaitang was angry, originally, the beauty's entire soft delicate body was already lying on his arms, seeing that tonight's dream was about to become a reality, and he didn't know if it caused God's jealousy, and sent such an uninvited guest to the battle.

You can't blame God, it was Li Huaitang himself who forgot, and it was he who called Wumeng for the silk equipment of the soldiers tomorrow.

How can you miss the experience of the bloody lesson? Li Huaitang decided to explore the special use of silk and elevate silk to equipment, rather than just pure luxury clothing.

Wumeng was very surprised when he was ordered, according to Li Huaitang's request, thousands of soldiers, each of whom needed to be equipped with a set of silk clothes! You must know that this is not Datang, even if it is Datang, there is no luxury that is rich enough to be so almost wasteful. However, the general's order could not be violated, and he faithfully carried out the order.

It took several days to almost complete the three searches of the entire city's turf, causing those nobles to be in danger of their own destruction. Despite this, the silk that was obtained could only be made into about 500 sets, and many non-important parts were connected with white cloth, so there was no way, the silk was really tight.

"That's it?"

Facing Wumeng's wry smile, Li Huaitang frowned, the preciousness of silk was far beyond his imagination.

"Buy, buy at a high price, no matter how much money you have, you have to equip the soldiers."

Like an upstart, Li Huaitang's momentum of spending money is very deterrent. However, in Wumeng's eyes, it was not just like this, he could see Li Huaitang's resolute attitude, which was an attitude of respect for the lives of the soldiers under his command and a responsible attitude. Wumeng suddenly had an unshakable sense of pride, it used to be an expedient measure to take refuge in Li Huaitang, but now it seems that the original choice was very correct.

"Umeng is proud of the general's decision. Please rest assured, no matter what, Umeng will live up to the general's expectations, and when the general returns, Umeng can ensure that all the soldiers of the Ministry of Light will be dressed in silk clothes to greet him! ”

Umeng's expression was solemn, as if he had made an oath.

Silk, as a strategic material, deeply attracted Li Huaitang, aroused his attention, and laid a firm foundation for the independent production and self-sufficiency of the Ministry of Light in the future.

Night, continue, rain, continue, affection, continue......

The door of Su Xiaoniang's boudoir was not blocked by debris for the first time, and for the first time, a thin crack leaked out at night......

In the boudoir, in the hibiscus tent, life and ideals are sublimated in the sound of wind and rain.......

The wind, the rain, the red, the illusion into a tactful whisper: the flower path has not been swept by the guests, and the pengmen is now open for you......