"In Ma Jiabao, Ma Wu, settled in Jia's house, and it really can't be put up to take people's money to do things for others. Please also ask for the evil young Haihan. The short man signed up for his own number, and his tone was neither humble nor arrogant.

Although the words were very calm and polite, the evil Xiaoqi understood the two meanings it contained, one was to report the background of the underworld to have a deterrent effect, and the other was to make a stand and give an expulsion order

"Evil Shao, I just remembered that there is a wine bureau over there in Zhou Gongzi, do you want to go over and hand over the sticker first. Seeing Evil Xiaoqi's embarrassed expression, the steamed bun wasted no time in handing over a step.

"It's better to choose a day than to hit the day, and the wine party will not start until night, so you might as well enjoy your face upstairs. Just when Evil Xiaoqi hesitated, Jia Zheng, who had been standing silently at the top of the stairs, opened his mouth.

Evil Xiaoqi was slightly stunned, then raised his head and clasped his fists and saluted: "Then it is better to be respectful than to obey your fate." ”

The man upstairs said loudly: "Fifth brother, this is my guest, let them come up." ”

The sound of shoes falling on the wooden staircase was soon drowned out by the sound of the piano.

The high-pitched sound of the piano is like a storm crashing on a stone, arousing the sound of broken jade flying flowers, sometimes clear, sometimes deep, sometimes melodious, sometimes agitated.

Evil Xiaoqi had just stepped on the floor on the second floor with one foot, and looked up and froze.

For a moment, the sunlight seemed to lose its color, like a bolt of lightning penetrating Evil Xiaoqi's chest, as if everything around it suddenly disappeared, leaving only the warm expansion of his chest, like a raging flame.

It was an infinitely delicate face, with bent eyebrows and slightly frowning eyes. The color of his eyes is clear, calm and deep, but he has no bottom. The gaze is as calm as water, without any waves, but it makes people feel extremely warm.

There was a long-lost maternal love in his eyes, and Evil Xiaoqi couldn't help but be a little in a trance, and his eyes were soft and misty.

In the corner of the window, the sky light sprinkled through the pane shrouded the body of the Fuqin girl like a fairy descending to earth, like holding a beam of moonlight in her hand, and the sound that slowly flowed out gently drilled into people's hearts.

At the end of the song, the girl's eyes were slightly raised, just as she happened to meet the hot gaze of Evil Xiaoqi. couldn't help but blush his cheeks, and rose up like a cloud, saluting everyone, with a faint smile on his face.

Many years later, the girl's smile is still imprinted in the depths of Evil Xiaoqi's memory, clean, fresh and bright. This imprint is engraved into the soul, and even the quicksands of war and years cannot wear it out.

It's really a sunny and good weather, and the beauty is like the sun. Evil Xiaoqi sighed slightly. There is no more suitable name than Xiaoyang.

Jia Zheng watched coldly, waiting until the footsteps of Xiaoyang and the other woman gradually faded away. Only then did he show Evil Xiaoqi that it was the first time he had seen Xiaoyang, although he was also very concerned about her background, but he didn't plan to give up easily.

Even if he is as stupid as an evil boy, he understands what this guy means, and thinks that it turned out that the weasel gave the chicken a New Year's greeting and did not have a good heart. At the moment, he spread his hands and said that this girl has also taken a fancy to her, so you can open the conditions, how much silver and real estate?

Unexpectedly, Jia Zheng smiled coldly and said, I don't want silver and real estate, I just want to have a fair competition.

Horse hanging, flower meeting, mahjong, treasure pressing, pai gow, choose one. The corners of Evil Xiaoqi's mouth were slightly raised, as if he was smiling and contemptuous, and his eyes were cold. There are few of these gameplays that he is not familiar with.

Jia Zheng shook his head and said, these young masters are tired of playing, let's play a fresh one today, and try calligraphy.

The evil Xiaoqi, who was reluctant on the surface, was secretly happy in his heart, don't look at him who usually doesn't read much, but in fact, his attainments in calligraphy are not low. Evil Bulu attaches great importance to this aspect, and specially invited famous calligraphers from Nanzhou to teach it.

There was almost no suspense, Evil Xiaoqi won the game and hugged the beauty.

......

"Evil boy, promise me not to gamble. In fact, it doesn't matter where you are, as long as it's with you. Play the piano, look at the starlight, and you're satisfied. Xiao Yang leaned against the crook of Evil Xiaoqi's arm, his long eyelashes sticking to the shining starlight. Evil Xiaoqi held her arm, and could feel her emaciated body trembling slightly.

The starlight was blurred, as if the misty eyes couldn't see it clearly, and an indescribable emotion suddenly spread from the bottom of Evil Xiaoqi's heart and rushed straight to his throat.

Suddenly I felt like crying.

...

The night lights of the evil mansion are brightly lit, and several rows of large red lanterns hang in the courtyard of the mansion. Reflecting the full moon hanging on the eaves, the soft brilliance of mercury sprinkled on the window lattice corridor, adding a ray of warmth to the cool night.

The candle flame reflected Jiang Yuhuai's delicate face, although slender and thin, it was elegant and elegant. Evil Xiaoqi couldn't help but sigh that children who read a lot still have a high IQ, not only speak warmly, but also elegantly, and have their own unique opinions on people and things. There is also a maturity and stability that his peers do not have, and he is more thoughtful about things. This time when I came back from the south, I not only brought my favorite single-cage golden soufflé to Evil Xiaoqi, but also specially presented a pair of "Spring Machine Pictures" made by the ink master.

Jiang Yuhuai sincerely hopes that Evil Xiaoqi can become and has the ability to become the head of the evil family. and resolutely stated his position, and will always stand on the side of Evil Xiaoqi. The enthusiastic expression, the extremely infectious voice, and even the occasional slightly wet eyes all made Evil Xiaoqi have to believe that this person is absolutely a heartfelt mantra, and not a word is adulterated.

The evil family has infiltrated the business world for several years, relying on years of persistence and the accumulation of sand into a tower. I remember my father once admonished,

The shopping mall is a sea, and all kinds of people, all who make a living from it, honest and dishonest, educated and uneducated, conscientious and unconscionable, are dumped in this commercial sea together with other unqualified people, like garbage. But in this sea, there are many wind and waves, some people sink, some people float, only full of energy and intelligence, plus a little black-hearted people, can ride the wind and waves, soaring.

Jiang Yuhuai has no blood relationship with the evil family, although he is the best candidate for the heir of the evil family, but he is not the most suitable. The ancestral teachings of the evil family make it clear that only an adult man with the blood of the evil family can inherit the ancestral business of the family. It's not in order. Evil Xiaoqi couldn't wait to chew out the juice of every word Jiang Yuhuai said, and he couldn't figure out the meaning of this young man.

"Now the outsiders are staring at the border gates, and the situation and people's hearts are changing rapidly. A lot of the elite of the South pulled out the North. The people were panicked and hoarded grass. Brother thinks in the next few years, what kind of industry can our evil family do?" Although it is an inquiring tone, it seems to be in the chest. Jiang Yuhuai twisted the slender copper letter and dialed the twist of the green glaze paste lamp.

The red flames beat in the eyes of Evil Xiaoqi, and for a moment he felt that his soul was also illuminated, and his heart was clear and pure, and his heart was pure and distracting, which was originally the ethereal realm of martial arts. The deepest obsession in my heart will always come to my mind inadvertently.

Fiddling with the wolf in his hand, Evil Xiaoqi was silent. The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Jiang Yuhuai shook his head and smiled, and said, "I don't think it's either crude medicine or food. After a pause, he continued: "Weapons, only weapons are the root of war. ”

Evil Xiao Qileng paused for a moment and raised his head. Looking at that face, he was also looking at him with a faint expression, and his eyes were still calm, not like a joke.

Before I knew it, most of the time had passed. When the bangzi rang, Jiang Yu Huaicai reluctantly left.

The season of revival of all things gives life to all silence. Evil Xiaoqi couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the "Spring Machine Map". Spring machine, scheming, between belief and unbelief. It's really groaning.

...

In the darkness where he couldn't see his facial features, Jiang Yuhuai's magnetic voice sounded: "A natural stupid cat, even a dead mouse can't catch it." It's not the material to be a patriarch at all. ”

"A lot of things in the world are dazzling and worthless. Stupid people tend to be more dangerous. Another voice sounded, but it sounded strange, unreal and ethereal.