The lights in the Hee Garden were not extinguished.

Xu is Wen Yan is not in good spirits, the light is very dim, in such a gloomy and humid weather, the house and the night are almost melted together.

Huo Yixiao walked to the porch outside the house, collected the umbrella, and gently knocked on the door twice with the umbrella.

Soon, footsteps were heard inside, and the door was opened in a thin crack.

The old lady stood in the door, her eyes almost fell to the crack of the door, and when she saw the face of the person who came, she turned sideways to invite someone in, and quickly closed the door.

Seeing Huo Yixiao looking her up and down, as if she was dissatisfied, the old lady hurriedly explained: "Master Xiao, the girl is afraid of the cold, the door is open wide, and the heat is all gone......"

Huo Yixiao handed the food box to the old lady and interrupted her words: "Take it in." ”

The old lady took it and asked, "Why don't you go in by yourself?" ”

Huo Yixiao untied the cloak on his body and said, "Aren't you afraid of the cold?" Go to the cold. ”

The old lady replied clearly, and went into the second room with the food box.

Huo Yixiao arranged his cloak expressionlessly.

The snow in the south of the Yangtze River is with the wind, how strong the wind is, how they float, just such an umbrella, can't cover it at all.

It's just a stretch of the road, and his shoulders and hem are wet.

Huo Yixiao didn't feel anything, but Wen Yan, who was afraid of the cold and was afraid of illness, would definitely not be able to bear it.

At a young age, it is more expensive than the body of the concubine.

Of course, this is not the point where Huo Yixiao is angry.

He already knows the physique of Wen Yan, not to mention that the old lady has opened a slit, and it is normal not to open the door and only ask about the people who come.

Or rather, it should have been asked!

Wen Yan lived alone in the northwestern corner of the Ding'an Hou Mansion, and Huo Yixiao came over twice, but he never met a mother-in-law who was patrolling the night nearby.

This time, he walked to the bottom of the porch, slowly put away the umbrella, and none of the masters, grandmothers, and maids in this room found that there was an outsider in Xiyuan.

As soon as he knocked on the door, the old lady opened it directly.

It was he who came to lose, and it was not uncommon for him to be a villain, and it was not uncommon to be taken away by a nest.

Wen feasted on the drugs he had made and blew them into the house, and no one from people to cats could escape.

He's angry about this!

Huo Yixiao didn't bother to explain to the old lady just now, in the final analysis, this matter is still the master's heart.

It is said that such a little fox has also suffered from the beating of life, why is he not concerned about these details?

In the second room, there was a soft voice.

Wen Yan and the old lady were talking about something, Huo Yixiao couldn't hear clearly, he stood by the charcoal basin for a while, and he didn't see Wen Yan coming out of it.

Huo Yixiao drooped his eyelids, thinking angrily, no heart and lungs!

This morning, I talked about my liking over and over again, and I almost swore to the sky to win his trust, and now it's Joe.

also said that it was not a person who crossed the river and demolished the bridge, and when Wen Yan knew that Wen Zifu was going to be transferred to the capital, the bridge would be reduced to zero in an instant.

Planks, rivets, ropes, neatly arranged and clearly arranged!

The damp cloak was left in the middle room, and Huo Yixiao waited for the cold to dissipate, and walked towards the second room.

Bypassing the floor cover, Huo Yixiao looked at Wen Yan.

Wen Yan sat on the Luohan bed, with a thick brocade quilt on her legs, a low table on the side, and the bowl of shredded chicken porridge was placed on it, and she was holding a small spoon and sending the porridge to the mouth.

"......" Huo Yixiao glared at her, and said angrily, "The food is quite fragrant." ”

Wen Yan put down the spoon and smiled at him: "The one sent by Xiao Ye Te must be fragrant." ”

Huo Yixiao snorted, didn't sit on the other end of the Luohan bed, only dragged a chair over and sat down: "There is a guest coming to the door, just this rule?" ”

Wen Yan blinked.

Which one has a regular guest, who comes to the door at this point?

Huo Yixiao's words were stunned, and he was stunned to say that the two of them were serious and serious.

Wen Yan thought so in his heart, but he couldn't say so, pondering Huo Yixiao's temper, and said, "I originally wanted to go to the middle house, but I asked the old lady to stop me." ”

The old lady's eyes widened slightly, and when Huo Yixiao's gaze swept over, she quickly put back the surprise on her face and squeezed out a respectful smile.

"The old lady said, I am afraid of the cold, and I will not be allowed to send it when Xiao Ye leaves, I am afraid that the middle house is not as warm as this one," Wen Yan said, "I know that I am going to send rice balls to the post house in the morning, Xiao Ye lit a charcoal basin overnight, and I am very worried about my body, if I am not obedient, in case it is cold, it will hurt Xiao Ye's kindness to send me porridge." ”

The old lady's face was almost stiff with laughter.

Her girl, how can you say that a stubble is a stubble, it has nothing to do with her!

But looking at Huo Yixiao, the old lady could only nod her head, and bent the corners of her mouth into the most elegant and decent arc of the palace maid under the guidance of Mama Huang: "Yes......"

Huo Yixiao clasped his arms with both hands and laughed sneeringly.

The little fox made up nonsense, knowing that this was all false, and dared to jump out.

And he knew that Wen Yan was telling a story, but he was still crying and laughing at such careless nonsense.

He lifted his chin at the old lady.

If the old lady was amnesty, she quickly hid in the middle room.

Huo Yixiao saw that the old lady was deserted and fled, and laughed again.

There are others like him who are in a dilemma by Wen Yan's nonsense, and can only close their eyes and go to the dark, he is a little more comfortable.

"Even your own maid is making a fool," Huo Yixiao said, "You're not afraid that she won't be able to react and dismantle the stage?" ”

Wen Yan supported his cheeks with one hand, picked up the spoon with the other, and flicked the chicken shreds in the bowl: "If she doesn't dismantle the stage, Xiao Ye will believe it?" ”

Huo Yixiao: "......"

Crooked!

Huo Yixiao pressed this matter and said to Wen Yan on guard: "Don't ask a single question, aren't you afraid of bad people?" ”

Wen Yan swallowed slowly and said, "Villains won't knock on the door......"

Huo Yixiao said: "Wen Yan ......"

Wen Yan responded aggrievedly: "The gangsters have the courage to commit murder in the Ding'an Hou Mansion, and they have already arrived outside my house, and the old lady can't stop it if she doesn't open the door......"

Huo Yixiao's brain swelled when he heard this, what is this?

Regardless of whether anyone dismantles the stage or not, she just talks nonsense first, anyway, he doesn't believe it, the little fox himself just says that he is happy;

Since you can't stop the bad guys, you don't need to ask the identity of the person who came, it's a serious person who has to open the door, and if a bad person comes, someone else will kick the door.

The fallacy in the fallacy is still the same fallacy in the same line!

Huo Yixiao was so angry that he didn't want to speak.

Wen Yan couldn't help but smile and used shredded chicken porridge, and it was too late to coax after eating.

Neither of them spoke, and the room was silent.

Huo Yi was angry for a while, and raised his eyes to look at Wen Yan.

Wen Yan hugged the bowl, mouthful after mouthful, looking happy.

He secretly thought that the little fox is the little fox, and he loves chicken, and he can enjoy the shredded chicken mixed with porridge.

That's it, what kind of anger is it with her.

He was so angry that he fell down, Wen Yan was still like a nobody, he lost more than he lost.

"Courtesy is still exchanged." Huo Yixiao said.

"Huh?" Wen Yan blinked, glanced at Huo Yixiao, and then at the porridge, "What are you dealing with?" With my dumplings? ”