"Look, look, have you seen it? What else do you want to do? Qiu Yiming has never been in love, and he has not been seen since he was five years old, let alone teasing himself.

Yang Bingling almost reached out to hug it, when did Qingwen become so white, and he had made a little white face for so many years, "You bastard!" Did you go out and sell it? I also maintained myself so white, I cut you. ”

Qiu Yiming was stunned for a moment, Yang Bingling reached out and copied a plate and smashed it at a place where Qiu Yiming couldn't see people, and muttered "Let you sell, let you sell!" ”

Qiu Yiming fortunately didn't drink too much, and he was able to avoid the plate that threatened his little brother, this woman really can't be provoked, no matter how she says it, she will turn her face.

It's a dead hand, and you can still sit there without feeling at all, what a crazy person, I'd better find a quiet place to eat, and stay in this second half of my life, not to mention happiness, even cubs.

Seeing Bai Huahua's body leave her, Yang Bingling was unhappy, holding her mouth and looking like she was about to cry, "Where are you going?" Are you giving me back? Qingwen, you bastard, if you dare to take a step out of this door, I will, I don't want you. ”

Qingwen? It's Qingwen again, she sees herself as Ke Qingwen again, and when she was drunk and crazy, she pretended to be crazy and stupid and used herself as Qingwen to vent, and finally drank so much that she couldn't even see it clearly, and she was still thinking about Qingwen.

"Love or not." Qiu Yiming roared back directly, this was the first time Qiu Yiming yelled at Yang Bingling, as an apprentice, Qiu Yiming shouldn't have done this, but today he was so tough. "You don't want people, do you think people want you?"

The loud voice was heard in the next room, and they came out and shouted, "Be quiet, this is the inn, you think it's your house, quarrel and go home." ”

This woman is really tired of being scolded, before I saw Yang Bingling, I didn't know how many times I was scolded, and I didn't think it was anything bad to hear, but now I just feel so harsh.

I don't want to say a word, I can't let out my anger, it's really uncomfortable to hold it in my heart, "Xiao Er, come to the pot of wine and give me a portion of the dishes in your store." ”

Xiao Er responded, "This husband and wife are really strange, the amount of food is bigger than the other, but you can see that this is a husband and wife." ”

Although Qiu Yiming drank some wine, Xiao Er's muttering voice could still be heard, and Qiu Yiming, who was talking about a husband and wife, was much more ironing in his heart, and his face was pleasant when he served the food.

didn't speak loudly, Xiao Er put down the dishes in a hurry, ran away, and said when he went out, "Doesn't this man like men?" Seeing his wife drunk lying on the bed and still thinking about eating, I look so delicate, shouldn't I have taken a fancy to me. ”

Qiu Yiming was almost choked to death, I really can't give a good face, this kind of person is the life of being screamed, I'm angry, how can this wine be so unpalatable, I will order your table of dishes again if there is a ghost.

Half of the dishes on the table have already been eaten, and Qiu Yiming is not blushing, I dare to touch her? Won't she kill me when she's awake? I don't know anything, just chew on the root of my tongue here.

Yang Bingling slept comfortably this night, and after waking up, she only felt a splitting headache, and her temples hurt for a while, as if she still had a little sequelae, what was the white thing she saw yesterday?

Now it is certain that Qingwen definitely didn't come, that thing has a big pestle in front of him, there won't be anything in this room, although he is a cultivator, he is still very timid.

The room is bright, and I feel a little comforted, why are there so many plates on this table, and under the plates is Qiu Yiming? It must be a good thing to do here, and I want to do something well.

I kicked him awake and let him spend money without his consent, it's really boring! This stool doesn't look very sturdy, will it be kicked and broken by himself, and then the store will make a mistake.

This Qiu Yiming buried his head under the plate, he is also a talent, it doesn't matter if he turns it over, if this plate is broken, won't he have to pay him this plate again.

Or forget it, it's not cost-effective at all, the weather is good, the sun is warm on the body, there is a view downstairs, the design of this restaurant is also good, but I always feel that the shortcomings are.

You can also open a restaurant, what kind of immortals to cultivate, what is the use in the end, it is not as happy as these people who eat and drink all day long.

Why the hell is this coming at this time, there is nothing to use here, if you get your clothes dirty, how can you go out, there is a dead pig in the room.

This aunt didn't hurt before, why is it hurting again now, damn it hurts even more than before" Qiu Yiming! Hurry up and get me up, Qiu Yiming! ”

The dead pig finally moved, looking at it like this, he didn't drink less yesterday, what did he not do, he squandered his own money, if it weren't for the generosity of the alchemist union, forget it, the money will be recorded on his head first, and then he will return it.

Qiu Yiming greeted the sun and saw Yang Bingling sitting on the table next to the bed, he really didn't care about the image of a girl at all, but he really looked a lot better than the ordinary twisting appearance, "Master, what's wrong with you calling me?" ”

Do you know today that I am a Master? Why don't you continue to be arrogant, if it weren't for the fact that you are good to me, I would have thrown it out for you" Go out, let people clean up here, and then go buy two clothes for me. ”

The appearance of this command is still so natural, not embarrassed at all, but why are her lips so white, it is estimated that it was from the wine yesterday, "Master, it doesn't matter to you, why don't I go find a doctor and come back?" ”

Yang Bingling couldn't hold back, it really hurt, she couldn't stop rolling her eyes when she looked out the window, "No, don't talk nonsense, hurry up, am I your master or are you my master?" Hurry up. ”

Qiu Yiming let out a low sigh, listening to the panting voice as if he had something to say, I really beg you, can you hurry up, don't be here in ink.

In the end, I didn't say anything, thank God, for the sake of your knowledge, I don't care about the money you spent yesterday, I should be my apprentice.

People coming and going down the windowsill, why is this old lady here? Last time, she calculated so accurately, and now that she has encountered it, she naturally wants to take a look again.

But this move hurt my heart, and as a result, the person disappeared in a blink of an eye, and finally ran into someone who didn't even say a word, forget it, even if it was calculated, what was the use.

Wen Xin was not dead yet, his hand became Danhai Sword as if he felt the change in Yang Bingling's mood, and the sword body trembled slightly as if he was comforting Yang Bingling.

You actually have spirituality, and I ask you to take good care of a wisp of Wenxin's remnant soul, and I will spend my life trying to find a way to resurrect Wenxin.

No matter what they think, they can't let it go, even if they resolutely bury Wen Xin in the space that the old man cleaved, they will think of Wen Xin when they see Danhai Sword.

Those eyes looked at themselves, they couldn't sleep all night, as long as they closed their eyes, the picture would appear in their minds, and they would see Wen Xin staring at him.

After losing Wen Xin, he lay in the Star Luo Sect for three years, he didn't want to wake up but he couldn't die, he was willing to pay Wen Xin and go like that, it was better than torturing himself every minute after waking up.

I have always wondered why Qingwen gave up the throne to Jiaobai, why he left him again and again, and he obviously felt his existence several times.

But in a blink of an eye, he lost his breath, he had been on the side that day, thinking that he would definitely come out to stop it, but in the end, it was Wenxin's tragic death, and he didn't see Qingwen's side.

Is that cold underground cold? Wait a little longer and I'll be here at once, I'll pick you up, and we'll leave Doza and go somewhere he can't find it.

But why is it so uncomfortable in my heart, is I reluctant to leave? No, it's definitely not that I'm just sad because of Wenxin's affairs, I haven't recovered yet, it must be.

Qiu Yiming's shouting people came, they were packing up their things on the side, the sound of jingling bells made Yang Bingling break his thoughts, and turned his head to stare at those people to clean up, they were busy before and after, but they were down-to-earth, Qiu Yiming was outside the door, Yang Bingling saw the corner of Qiu Yiming's clothes.

The purple edge is mixed with the swastika texture of gold thread embroidery, which inexplicably makes people feel very relieved. They cleaned up quickly, packed up and left without a sound, and Qiu Yiming slipped in through the crack in the door.

"Here's the clothes I bought for you." Throw it on the bed and turn away, there is a wonderful tacit understanding between the two, you don't say I don't ask, but you know what you want to say.

There were four or five sets on the bed, all of which were of any color, but the purple one was the most eye-catching, with cherry blossoms with silver line strokes on it, which must look good in the sun, and I couldn't help but try it.

But that set of pink and white is also good and dreamy, but it is not suitable for me now, and there is an ivory white that is very good, and I can wear it when I twist it up, and the effect is better than the purple one.

There are no complicated patterns, only a crescent moon picture of Bingling on the belt, combing his hair high and tying it into a ponytail, looking at himself in the mirror, Yang Bingling can't remember how long he hasn't taken a good look at himself.

This face is indeed a little pale, Yang Bingling also saw a box of paste in the pile of clothes, and Yang Bingling didn't need to open it to know that the box was filled with Dosa's famous rouge.

Qiu Yiming was waiting outside the door, and now Qiu Yiming looks like a dog, and he is also a little attractive, and he has faded away from that dull and silly temperament, and his appearance seems to have improved.

Qiu Yiming didn't expect Yang Bingling to look so good in the clothes he chose, his eyes couldn't move for a while, and when he reacted, he immediately twisted his head to the side.

Qiu Yiming's heart was all in Yang Bingling's eyes, and he laughed out loud when he wanted to laugh, but his lower abdomen still hurt and he couldn't stand it, "Clean up your things, let's go." ”

Qiu Yiming nodded, and slipped into the door to pack up his things, why didn't he come out after cleaning up for so long, when Yang Bingling went back to look, he found that Qiu Yiming had cleaned up a meticulous one, and if it was ugly, it was deliberately dragging.