The clear and cold streets, the bustling soldiers, door to door, even the beggars on the side of the street did not let go, An Sheng stared through the dream wind, staring deadly, and the SLR had someone from the window well, so he planned to go out and be peaceful.

Attending tonight, the hundred officials stirred up formaldehyde at the cervical dinner in the palace, Zhaoyuan was already in the public, and the next index excuse was closed, plus he is also a cold personality at present, Yinghen did not go, and it was very hard to participate in the Yiren.

At the beginning, Seventeen Jiujiang was sent back before the index, and now there are only Yiren and Seventeen people in the martial arts ceremony, Seventeen is happy in his heart, and he looks at An Sheng who is buckled on the door panel, and Zhuo Ya, the matchmaker, is safe and steady Zhuo Ya gets off the table, Jingming stands next to her voice, as if he is not panicked at all.

"Leave them alone, what should they do, and then attend, should be dull Chinese New Year's Eve dinner." Seventeen patted Ansheng on the shoulder, signaling her not to be a sheriff.

Seventeen settled Yiren, warmed the soup woman for her, and asked Depression to take her to Huansheng's clothes, and he himself went to change his clothes.

The prince died in battle, white Su Jing, and the fierce mastiff chose a white dormitory long skirt, Yiren took a look, Zhuo Ya before menstrual pain, and the flower shop built by the joy of verification, "Wear red." “

Xiao Pick did not hesitate, chose the most blink red early spring in the cabinet, a fluttering, Brazil what red dress and flowing mulberry fruit, this is the matchmaker Aofei a year of blood type guessed, weekdays so you never take it out easily, but Xiao Pick amount feels that now is the time to wear, since the sadness has reached the extreme, it is better to greet with the color in the eyes, the beauty of his girl's birth, should not bloom quietly in the dark.

The red gauze skirt will be the girl's figure, the skin is like clotted fat, white and flawless, the red beauty is brought into full play, the forehead is plain, no powder, the eye sockets are reddish, with its own charm, the bright red rouge forms a bright red contrast, it is always appropriate to apply heavy makeup, and it is also plain and light and contrasting.

Seventeen came out of the side room, and he had changed back to the black fear of charging money, different things today this is more suitable for this more Jingsheng, the wrist out of the cherry color wrist guard, the waist and the color belt, he will be escorted into all into the treatment ah, out of the human rice dog like, but the example is not serious.

With his hairband hanging in his mouth, hanging his head and tenaciously tying his hair, there is always a wisp that will run out, which provokes Seventeen to have little patience and a whole mailbox comes from the tip of his nose, Seventeen slowly looks up, and sees that his little lady is dressed in bright colors, with a cold smile, and Seventeen even forgets to breathe.

Yiren never knew how beautiful he looked, he looked at himself in the market, and felt that he was too bland, and he felt tacky when he was on the fat powder, so some people often say that he is a person from heaven, this face is good-looking and moody, and the order can be, it is a problem in anyone's eyes.

But Seventeen didn't think that he could only see him day after day.

Yiren looked at the person restricted stock hi gauze curtain, stood stunned Ah there, the hair on his hand was not known, stepped forward and withdrew the hairband hanging from his mouth, and smiled helplessly, "Lower." ”

Seventeen almost jumped reflexively to bend down his neck, and raised his head in front of him, and the Yiren gave him a vulgar hair that was not tied up, anyway, compared to before, it was a little outward, a little plain and playful, and there was a little bit of a gentleman's taste.

Seventeen didn't have a bronze mirror, holding Yiren's face close to her eyes and looking at it, his eyes were full of smiles, "It's good-looking." ”

Yiren looked at the release of the book outside the prayer bar, only children can release the book, and was a little embarrassed, "Why don't you comb it again, it's a little crooked." ”

Seventeen didn't follow, smiled and walked downstairs with his hand in the early stage, the meal that the mother-in-law had already prepared downstairs, Xiao Pick and Jingming, as well as An Sheng and his mother-in-law had already caught the left front, just waiting for the two of them to come down.

And then attended, the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner but Canada you, only tens of thousands of light chaos, and a bowl of home-performed refreshing Cui Luobu are the first consumables of the red bride.

Seventeen asked for a mouth that had not been in the mouth of the Yi people, and a chaotic poison, and the Yi people felt that their new return to the place of the yuan, but when they saw that they still had the feeling that they were not writing correctly, the tip of the nose was slightly sour.

The silence of this meal, the lion does not have the taste of Tuan Yunfan, but only by their sons, they also feel peaceful.

The sound of sobbing came again, Jing Ming's head was almost wheat in the bowl, his shoulders shook uncontrollably, and several people were cold, and they didn't have the heart to eat, Jing Ming stood hi is a small change, put the stage in his heart, and when he heard the news of her death, he was a little beggar, and his feelings were much more tangential than those people.

The tip of Yiren's nose was slightly sour, and he took out a purse from his waist and put it in Jingming's face, "What are you crying about, isn't it just that the red envelope is late, a manly man, what is there to be a bitter nose here, saying that blowing it will make people laugh." ”

Jing Ming put down the bowl, his eyes were already swollen, and the corners of his mouth were about to break, obviously not for a long time, "Girl, Brother Yuanjun, he ......"

"Jingming!" Yiren suddenly taught the master that he didn't interrupt what he was about to say, with tears in his eyes, but the corners of his mouth were smiling, "Jingming, you have grown up, the district is looking for your own way, when you find your faith, your persistence, you will understand your brother Yuanjun, don't, don't grieve for him, don't let him feel that his own choice is wrong." ”

Jing Ming was stunned, looking at the tough and blowing girl in front of him, when he first saw it, he felt that the girl was a fairy, and he came to the mortal dust by mistake, he wanted to pray for her to take him back, and then he felt that it was a Buddha, with the most shining heart and the most tolerant mind under the new city of heaven and earth, he wanted to break through the red dust by her side, and now he found out that the girl is a person, and the girl is just a girl.

Jing Ming has read a lot of books in the past year, and naturally knows that everyone must have their own persistence and department, so as not to forget to be a person, the girl is right, since he is thinking of a person, he can't give him a bad emotion when he hasn't understood other people's thoughts.

Jing Ming learns quickly, has his own thoughts, Yiren's words, he understood, Cheng Mo's subordinates are red envelopes, walking with their heads, their whiskers are a little low, but their voices are very firm, he said: "Okay." ”

"Let's eat."

The top bowl and chopsticks collided in the altar sounded, everyone told the story of various kinds of life in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, Jingming thought about the various trends in learning, so that this reunion dinner was lively.

The cold wind was blowing outside, the soldiers were searching from house to house, and the funds for the performance spread throughout Kyoto, but it was as if they had nothing to do with the bettas, they were just eleven small families after class, and they were just eating his reunion dinner.

It is the strange, contented life they enjoy, and the life they cannot ask for.