Seeing that her father kept asking questions, Jinhua really didn't want to confess the origin of the news.

She glanced at Shurakshasa slyly and replied with a deliberately expressionless face

"Really, Abba, I just listened to my old aunts, and I used to drink tea with them when I was old.

Chatter knows. ”

Shurakshasa understood in his heart that Jin Hua's nonsense, but he could also see that Jin Hua was determined not to say anything about death, so he could only get up silently and go back to his study.

When people are old, sometimes they will know very well that they are weak and weak, give in, and do not fight or grab, which is a sign of aging.

Jinhua was left in the lobby, Aunt Qiao hugged Huihui and walked in, seeing that Shurakshasa was not there, Aunt Qiao pretended to be nothing, and wanted to turn around and walk out.

When Huihui saw her mother, she was not enthusiastic, she just played with a paper flower in her hand, and Jinhua looked at her daughter, and actively walked up, wanting to get close.

Aunt Qiao stopped knowingly, letting Jinhua get close to her daughter, Huihui didn't raise her head, and she didn't even look at her mother.

Jinhua wanted to hug her daughter, so she reached out to pick up Huihui, and then hugged her into her arms, and Huihui screamed loudly.

Aunt Qiao hurriedly hugged Huihui from Jinhua's arms, she had the illusion that Jinhua had pinched the child.

Jinhua shouted unhappily

"This kid, what's the matter? You've blinded you!

This has no conscience, I'll hug it, and I'll never stop it."

Aunt Qiao looked at Huihui, the child still had tears on her face, Huihui also looked at Aunt Qiao, and suddenly the child grinned.

Aunt Qiao loved her very much, and hugged the child even tighter, Jinhua stood aside, looking at her sour heart in her eyes, she also understood that it was actually her own problem.

Jinhua rarely gets close to her daughter, and it is even more difficult to have the heart to see her daughter and hug her.

Love is an emotion that cannot be hidden, and the child especially perceives it very clearly, and the smart Huihui has long known that the mother does not love herself at all.

Seeing that Jinhua was unhappy, Aunt Qiao hurriedly hugged Huihui and walked out.

Everyone was busy, only Jinhua was alone, walking leisurely in his big yard, the evening was very quiet, and a cold wind blew.

The branches of the big locust tree swayed twice with the wind, and she just walked to the golden flower under the tree, and silently looked at the old locust tree, she was suddenly a little surprised.

Jinhua shouted loudly

"Who, yes, who.

You come out, come out quickly. I shouted. ”

The big locust tree shook even more violently as if it were resurrected, as if trembling, and the golden flower standing under the tree was hit by many fallen dry branches.

Jinhua pulled away with all her might, smashed the dry branch on her head and body, and shouted angrily

"Someone, you get out of here.

This is the old lady's house, don't pretend to be a ghost or a demon.

Get out. ”

She shouted for a long time, but there was no movement, and the big locust tree was still standing there slimly.

In the cave, Xiaohua was roasting a fish, the green finch was adding firewood on one side, and in the other corner, Dapeng was half-lying, leaning against a pile of grass, his eyes full of hatred.

Farther away, Raikyu was hung up and hung on a cliff in the rocks, his eyes closed like a big dirty rag, hanging between the rocks of the cave wall.

The green finch stuck in with a sword, and a fish that had just been grilled was handed to Xiaohua.

Xiaohua said very gently

"Brother, eat. I'll wait a minute. ”

The green finch still did not take back the fish, and put it in the air for a long time, and handed the fish in front of Xiaohua, making a sizzling sound, white smoke came out of the fish, and a fragrance that stimulated the taste buds spread.

The green finch swallowed anxiously, her eyes were full of moist warmth, and she smiled sweetly

"Good, you ate it, just eat it, how good it tastes."

Xiaohua took down the fish very obediently, trying not to burn her hands, and threw it into a big leaf, and she squeezed her eyes very naughtily.

Nunu said

"Let it cool, burn your mouth, and we'll eat together in a while."

The green finch smiled knowingly, stood up, walked to the side shelf, took off another piece of fat meat, and inserted it with an iron skewer.

Pick up the iron skewer with the meat in it, walk to the fire, and place it on the grill.

The fat meat was surrounded by a tongue of fire, the roasted oil and water dripped down, and a very choking white smoke crawled out of the fire, and the smell of meat was everywhere that ran away.

The very greasy smell of meat also stimulated Dapeng's taste buds, and he couldn't help twisting his hands, and his wrists were all buckled by iron chains, unable to move.

The Roc struggled to get up and shouted loudly

"There's another one who gasped, you two give some.

I'm hungry, give me something to eat

Give me something to eat.

If you don't give it, you will kill me with a knife, don't toss people here. ”

Xiaohua looked back at Dapeng, turned around again, didn't respond to him, just took the opportunity to move her body, stuck to the green finch, and rubbed the green finch's thigh more intimately.

The green finch moved his body very sensitively, he stared down, and deliberately rubbed the small flower on his thigh.

Looking at each other, both of them were speechless, a message intimately penetrated the heart, and each other felt the soul spark that only lovers would transmit.

After shouting for a while, no one responded to him, and Dapeng was very frustrated and kicked the haystack with his foot.

The green finch looked back at Dapeng very indifferently, but with a slight snort in his nose, Xiaohua stood up and walked over to Dapeng's side.

She casually picked up a small branch from the ground, approached the half-lying Dapeng, squatted down her waist, and gently pulled the branch with the bare feet of the Dapeng.

Dapeng couldn't resist the itching sensation that hit his heart, coughing, shouting, and laughing uncontrollably. After a while, tears flowed.

Trembling and pleading

"You're a good person, you're doing well, you've got me, you've got it"

After playing for a while, a very satisfied smile appeared on Xiaohua's face, she threw away the twig, twisted her waist happily, and winked sideways.

turned around and walked away, and went to snuggle tightly to the green finch next to the fire, silently and gently stroking the green finch's thighs.

The large pieces of fat on the fire, which were cooked, exploded with a very strong aroma. The green finch rubbed his back,

Taking a breath, he reminded Xiaohua

"Let's eat fish, this meat is fine."

Xiaohua was very happy, smiling and pouting

"I want to eat meat. Fish is not as tasty as meat. ”

The green finch smiled knowingly and said softly

"Eat whatever you want."

Xiaohua smiled very ghostly. Deliberately squeamish

"I don't know what's going on, I always feel uncomfortable sleeping."

The green finch took a closer look at Xiaohua's expression, and then he didn't say anything, and lowered his head and busily took the piece of meat.

The continuous heavy snowfall closed all the roads out of the mountain, and the cave lived for several months, and the lack of salt made people a little weak.

In order to maintain his body and complete his essence, the green finch basically meditates alone in the grass pile and closes his eyes to cultivate his mind, without touching the small flowers.

Xiaohua doesn't understand why the green finch, who has been cultivating immortals, suddenly doesn't like to be close to her body, but she loves herself very much on the surface, and always lets herself eat all the food first.

Such a deliberate estrangement, after a long time, Xiaohua began to suspect in her heart, and she was worried that it was the green finch who minded that her body had been abused by Dapeng.

In the closed cave, a long-term boring and simple life, a little flower with nothing to do, I want to be intimate, and I love each other more to get along with the green finch.

The green finch is just very alienated from the little flower, always alone every night, meditating and recuperating, and the little flower is even more depressed, muttering non-stop,

Secretly suspicious; Brother, why did he treat me like this, he must still mind, he was diaphragm my body, disgusted that I was not clean.

The more Xiaohua thought about it, the more she felt that this was the case, and she looked at the handsome green finch as if she was deliberately discharging.

The green finch understood Xiaohua's heart, so she avoided it even more, twisted her face, and turned around to tidy up those iron skewers.

Xiaohua, who was cold, was very painful in her heart, she couldn't get angry with the green finch, and she was reluctant to do anything that affected her love to the man she loved.

In the end, Xiaohua's eyes fell on Dapeng, she walked closer to Dapeng, picked up one casually, and took the iron skewer from the fire, and went directly to poke Dapeng's face.

The green finch grabbed Xiaohua's wrist in time. Take the iron skewer. glanced at Dapeng sympathetically, and then pushed Xiaohua and walked back.

He said indifferently in his mouth

"Eat some, the meat and the fish are going to be cold,

He is also a deity.

You don't want to come nonsense, leave the way back. ”

Xiaohua gritted her teeth angrily and said

"That's how you are, compassion kills.

You are kind, he will not be kind, let alone treated.

You don't remember what you said to me,

You said; You must kill this fox. But now you have been soft-handed.

I don't care, just tonight, I killed him myself."

The green finch hugged Xiaohua, blocked Xiaohua's way, and said in a hurry

"Even if you take his life, it's not at this time!

Heavy snow covers the mountain, and we can't get out for the time being, and the snow melts in the spring, and we can't go out if there is no fox to lead the way.

It's all primeval forest outside.

Are you going to be trapped in a cave for the rest of your life?"

Xiaohua threw the iron skewer out in frustration, turned around and ran out, standing at the mouth of the cave and shouting loudly

"Fuck you.

What shit, fuck you.

I don't care about you

Bastard.

you big badass. ”

The forest was only dark, and there was a string of echoes in the valley, and Xiaohua's cry was even more non-stop, and the echoes echoed her over and over again.

The green finch didn't bother anymore, and the little flower that was there endlessly, venting her screams. I just walked alone to my haystack, calmed down, meditated, practiced, and cultivated my body and mind.

In the carriage box, there were only two men and women, the disheveled saffron and the bleeding Wan Yanjia.

The horses climbed mountains and rivers, ran very fast, and the box on the carriage was very bumpy.

Gu Yan Kingdom is also a few days away from Peacock City, and the lonely men and widows are all trapped in the carriage box.

At the beginning, Honghua was very repulsive to Wan Yanjia, after all, it was he who threw himself to the stone floor, and the pain in her back continued to torment her.

But within a few hours in the box, Honghua smiled at Wan Yanjia, and Wan Yanjia was very good at pleasing Honghua.

He took the initiative to arrange the cushion and sat in his arms with the red flower.

Intimate compliments to safflower

"Imperial Princess, you are such a beautiful person, and you have a good heart.

In our ancient Yan country, you are the first. ”

Honghua pouted in response

"You don't come to this set.

Your ancient Yan country lacks an imperial concubine to accompany the funeral,

What I'm counting first.

Even fools understand that I am the first to send a funeral! ”

Wan Yanjia was very emotional, stroking Honghua's forehead, a strand of hair, and said gently

"I look at you and realize that you are really good-looking.

The more I look at it, the more distressed I feel.

I don't need you for the funeral, I'll do it.

Promise me that when you go to the palace, you will not wait to see my father, but you will serve me well. ”

Honghua said with a charming smile

"I'm the appointed imperial concubine, how can I not wait to see your father.

Aren't you embarrassed for me? ”

Wan Yanjia smiled and didn't explain too much, looked directly at the red flower, and said in an order-like tone

"If you don't allow it, I'll have the final say.

You can only serve me,

Do you understand,

If you don't say good things twice, don't find it and get beaten."

Honghua quickly realized that there was a bit of mystery here, she was very sultry, and gently stroked Wan Yanjia's shoulder with her fingers. At the same time, he also took advantage of the trend and pulled open the buttons on his chest.

The young and vigorous Wan Yanjia resisted there, the temptation of this beautiful feast, she fell on Honghua's body as soon as she turned over.