Wild chrysanthemums and "Two Springs Reflecting the Moon"
Of course, this fever is not an ordinary fever, after the north wind, inside and out... Well, this is not the case, in short, Beifeng carefully checked his body, and then looked at Gin's face, and suddenly found that he... This is!
The heart rate is too fast, causing insufficient blood supply to the brain, so that the body temperature reaches the ignition point.
Can... This fever is him, why, in the end, he ......
The burning put his mouth on mine.
Gin uses the north wind to cool down.
Teeth hit teeth, lips hit lips, noses were very close, even through a thin mask cloth, the heat breathed out began to entangle with each other, from the point of view of quantitative molecules, there were just 100 million gin molecules integrated into the wind cells through movement, intuitively speaking, gin just bit the mask of the north wind.
Gin: "......"
I thought it was a mouth, but I didn't expect the mask to be so spicy and thick.
Just thinking about it, there was a sudden sound of erhu under the lighthouse, and the old man with sunglasses holding the lantern appeared in Gin's sight, and Gin was unwilling to let go of the north wind that was only sucked in a puff.
The piano is old and broken, and the sound of pulling it up is as ugly as sawing wood, which is really like his sadness at this time, and it flows backwards into a river.
However, the piano wind suddenly turned, like a strong wind blowing into the lake, the lake rippled, and the old man's erhu sound became excited, like a drowning person grasping a life-saving straw, even if it was difficult, he had to live, never Ollie gave, even the painting style was instantaneous.
"Good job!"
"One more!"
"No Road Race!"
"Ya Butterfly~"
Obviously there was no one, but he kept hearing the different voices of men and women intermittently, Gin frowned, thinking that it was impossible for me to see so many light bulbs, so he opened his eyes and looked carefully, and suddenly found that under the dim light, the old man with sunglasses had no shadow.
"Da yes."
Suddenly there was a crisp sound in the silent night sky, and the sound of a small steel hammer hitting the ground caught the old man's attention, and he opened the basket bound on his waist, took out two eyes, took off his sunglasses, and stuffed them into the black sockets of his eyes like this. The old man of the erhu was eager to see who only gave him a penny, and who was prostituting his sorrow for nothing.
"Young men and women......"
"To be correct, it's two men, read as men." A very cold and serious male voice sounded.
"Young man, the stars are so beautiful today...... "The old man Erhu is a person who knows his mistakes and can change them, he corrected the description and gave an impassioned speech for the second time.
"Correct, the current night, the sun and stars are hidden in the moon, and the mountains are hidden, it is a good time to kill ghosts and goods."
Erhu old man: "......"
Gin quietly picked up the north with his left hand. Interrupt the details of the emperor. The hand of the wind, ready to retreat, and the right hand felt for a green bomb.
On this starless night, it's not too much for me to set off fireworks with gin, right?
And I also opened eye protection, and I took good care of the children's eyes.
The bomb was green, the old man's face was light green and dark green, he roared and opened a chrysanthemum-like smile, and began to fly in the sky! The erhu pole slashed at the eyes of the two with the strength of four or two.
The north wind slapped him away, and at the same time, the Grim Reaper's aura jumped out and began to radiate a friendly glow.
Gin clapped inwardly.
is worthy of the wind, bullying the old man is so pleasing to the eye.
Erhu old man: "Huh, why am I so miserable!" β
"Come, you're bitter, we'll smile together." Beifeng handed the microphone to the crooked-faced old man.
Gin cooperated with a mouthful of white teeth, and the neat and bright teeth shone with a dangerous cold light.
The old man hugged himself tightly.
"My name is Ah Bing, I am a blind man who can play the erhu, and I am in love with the second child of the Uchiha family, Uchiha Zhuhao. Yes, there is such a big gap between our identities, but we at least love each other, then I believe that any difficulty can be overcome! β
The old man pondered his emotions and continued: "On the day I made up my mind to propose, I picked a bouquet of fresh white wild chrysanthemums, in my heart, he was as fragrant and beautiful as wild chrysanthemums, and then, I pulled my best song "Erquan Reflecting the Moon", wearing sunglasses and falling from the sky, I confided in him and wished him a safe family. β
"But he cried and slapped me hard, why?" After the old man finished speaking, he cried again.
Listener Gin: "......"
Wild chrysanthemum proposal is quite romantic, but ...... It doesn't seem right.
Beifeng silently picked up the old man Erhu, put the head he stole from the morgue on the ground, lifted a whole old man, and answered his doubts seriously like a qualified Chinese teacher.
"First of all, the white chrysanthemum is given to the deceased, and secondly, "Erquan Reflecting the Moon" is a very bleak song, and... These two plus the blessing of the well-being of the whole family are equal to Zu'an. β
The old man's stool had no eyeballs, and he said dumbly: "I see! β
"Then, if there is something to do, play early, and there is nothing to retreat." The north wind seemed to throw the old man down, but in fact, his hand shook, and the old man trembled and entered the reincarnation, and fortunately, he did not cast into a parrot again.
He threw himself into a turtle.
β¦β¦
Gin learned new knowledge today, he knew that he couldn't send white chrysanthemums when proposing, he could send yellow chrysanthemums, he couldn't use erhu to pull "Erquan Reflecting the Moon", he should use a gun to play the tune of "Erquan Reflecting the Moon", he shouldn't wish the whole family well, he should wish you and me well.
Yes! Tonight, good moonshine.
I haven't seen ice cream for months; I haven't seen it today, but my spirit is not decadent, because the north wind is around.
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I realized that the previous thirty years were all faint; However, great caution is required. Otherwise, why did the boss's absinthe roll in front of me? The day before yesterday, the object of the joint arrived, drank two cocktails, and said that this was also very glorious for him, because he and Beifeng turned out to be their own family.
I jumped over and gave him a mouthful.
"How can you have the surname Morihara! - You have the surname Morihara! β
Of course, yesterday I asked my subordinates about the latest news, and they all said, "What's the matter?" β¦β¦ Who knows? Xu is dead. β
I haven't seen it until now - about Shirley Ice Cream is indeed dead.
Back at base, Vodka bragged about my performance as usual: "Have you ever seen a headshot?" He said, "Pretty good." Kill undercover agents. This is a beautiful woman, and He Nai is an undercover agent. β
At this time, Bourbon also happened to send a message, and a strange picture suddenly flashed in my mind: a golden full moon hung in the deep blue sky, and the alleys below were all placed with endless green trash cans, and among the green leaves, there was a young man making cakes, with black skin and blond hair, holding a Wang Hachi box, and shooting towards Akai Shuichi as hard as he could, but Shuichi twisted his body and fled from his step.
However, I haven't seen you for a long time, Xiuyi old thief Xu is dead, in his first seven days, I kissed my sweetheart's mask, Xu is love him deeply, only to feel that the mask is fragrant, the wind is fluttering with the wind, the air is back to the intestines, the intestines are stagnant, married to the husband, the husband and the husband are harmonious, the harmony is coming, and the coming day is long!
I hope that he and I will be able to return with a full load from now on, and I think of hope, and suddenly I am afraid.
Who's in charge?
And Bourbon, when I wanted to investigate Shuichi Akai, I secretly laughed at him, thinking that he always clung to people and never forgot it. Isn't my so-called hope also an idol in my own heart? It's just that his wish is near, and my wish is far away.
In the haze, I unfolded a bottle of Wanli's fifteenth year of MoΓ«t Yue Lai, with a full green moon hanging in the deep blue sky above.
I thought: hope is something that doesn't matter what it is, what it doesn't care about. It's like our winery; In fact, there is no winery in the world, and there are many people who come undercover, so it has become a winery.
The melancholy in Gin's eyes gradually dissipated, and his fingers inadvertently climbed up his lower abdomen, over the thick and delicate lower abdomen, and climbed up his abdominal muscles, with a touch of longing in his eyes.
"Wind, I, hungry. οΌβΌγ¨βΌγ‘οΌβ
"Let's go, let's go brush the pot together." Beifeng quietly pulled up the hand of the piano and marched towards Maruko Street.
Note that the number of actions that are inconvenient to describe has increased.
Kudo Shinichi's phone rang and rang, and no one answered...