Grandpa always felt that it was best to give her an excellent husband who could make her enjoy glory and wealth.

But when the environment is better, there will be more fights between people.

She doesn't like her friend Qingluo as much as she avoids it, but she doesn't like it after all.

The smile on Yang Wenxue's lips became a little bitter.

Mr. Yang looked at his granddaughter's originally high interest, and suddenly fell down, he looked at the blue clothes flashing in front of the door, and sighed in his heart.

Seeing Yang Wenxue retract the hand that wrapped her arm, her heart was a little sour, and she reached out and patted Yang Wenxue's slightly drooping head.

Seeing Yang Wenxue touching her head with one hand and still holding a small watermelon with the other, she was reluctant to put it down.

The old man said angrily: "You have to hold a watermelon wherever you go, what does it look like, it's not a system!" ”

Yang Wenxue is now a grandfather who is less and less afraid to pretend to be serious with a straight face, and she holds the watermelon with her smiling hands.

"Now this juicy and sweet fruit, but it is an extremely precious thing, you can buy a small house in the middle of Baiyun Town.

The granddaughter is holding a watermelon, but it is equivalent to holding a house, do you say I am rare? ”

The old man tapped his fingers on her forehead, "It's weird!" ”

Yang Wenxue smiled like a fishy kitten, still holding the little watermelon.

Mr. Yang shook his head helplessly, with love and tolerance in his eyes.

Gu Jingzhi stood in front of the cave, sweat sliding down the sides of his cheeks.

The heat enveloped his sculptural sharp features, as if behind the clouds, a pair of eyes had a clear aura.

He reached out and stroked the big lock that he had locked, took out the key and unlocked it, and held the big lock, thinking that it still hadn't been put into his arms.

Gu Jingzhi took a deep breath, put his five fingers on the stone door, and slowly pushed it away, making a little sound.

Qingluo got up from the couch, poked out, sat down again, put on his shoes and was about to go out, thinking about it and turning sideways to the kitchen.

Scooped a large bowl of herbal tea, dripped in a few drops of spiritual spring water, and a little tea leaves floated in the yellow cold water, glowing a little cool.

Put it in Baiyun Town and buy a tael of silver...... Of course it can't be sold.

For the people at the bottom, a bowl of herbal tea is naturally rare, but it can't be sold for a tael of silver.

Some want to buy it, but they don't have any money.

And for large households, this is not like watermelon fruits, which are not available, herbal tea is still available.

Of course, this is a spiritual spring water, and a tael of silver is also a big loss, but other people don't know it.

Gu Jingzhi slowly walked to the stone table, pressed his hand there, and slowly walked in with a worried heart.

Seeing that there was no one in this room again, he lifted his heart violently, and was about to rush when he saw the steps pulling his legs, when a little footsteps came.

Gu Jingzhi turned around violently, and saw Qingluo coming out of the kitchen, holding the sea bowl in both hands, and he hurriedly stepped forward to take the sea bowl carefully.

Qingluo withdrew his hand, "Drink, the pot of herbal tea I made when you went down the mountain is enough for us to drink for two days, and then make sour plum soup when this pot of herbal tea is finished." ”

Listening to Qingluo's ordinary words, and seeing that her face was also as usual, Gu Jingzhi breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking down at the big lock he was holding in one hand, he only felt a little hot and clenched, but his hand was big, and the big lock was also not small, and it was still a little exposed.

Qingluo swept over, pretending not to see it.

Gu Jing held the sea bowl in one hand, and slowly turned his back with one hand.

Qingluo walked around him and sat on the couch, his hands propped up at his side.

Gu Jingzhi drank the herbal tea in one breath and put down the bowl, feeling that his whole body was refreshed, and he approached Qingluo as soon as he stepped forward.

Qingluo looked at it and threw it with one palm.

Gu Jingzhi stopped.

"I went to take a shower, rushed all the way, although I still sweated a little at night after rinsing, but it was better, and I got rid of some dust. The clothes are all taken down for you. ”

Qingluo compared the gray and white summer shirt folded on the couch, and said without being salty.

Gu Jingzhi nodded hurriedly, scooped up his clothes, and looked at Luo again.

Qingluo raised his head and smiled.

Gu Jingzhi was made a little cold by Qingluo's "gentle" smile, and his voice was dry:

"Arlo, you sit down first, I'll wash back soon."

Qingluo raised his eyebrows and said lightly: "Why hurry?" Am I not sitting here and going upstairs to lie down?

I don't wait for you to do anything, you soak in cold water for an hour, except for calling you when it's time to eat, what else can I do with you? ”

Gu Jingzhi's face froze, his eyes were fluttering and he didn't dare to talk, there seemed to be a tail hanging down behind him, and he walked out step by step.

Qingluo's face was pale, and when Gu Jingzhi walked out of the main room, he listened carefully to the sound of water coming from after a while, and his smile collapsed, and he picked up the cool pillow and beat it hard.

"Overestimate yourself, overestimate yourself!

There was not much anger in my heart, but there was still a little bit of unhappiness.

…… Uh-huh... But it's nothing, isn't it normal for you to be unhappy to be locked up? Just toss him a little more, and it's good to get this sulk. ”

Qingluo regretted it a little, but then comforted himself very leniently.

After waiting for a while, Gu Jingyi walked over with a wet body and kicked clean cloth shoes, and saw that his hair was wet and tied up by a hairband at will.

Qingluo beckoned to him, Gu Jingzhi was overjoyed, and stepped over in one step.

Qingluo patted the position beside him, and Gu Jingzhi couldn't wait to sit down.

He took out a clean and spare sweat towel from the couch, untied his hair band, and wiped it lightly.

Gu Jingzhi was originally a little nervous, but slowly under Qingluo's soft strength, his frowning brows were loosened, and he relaxed and enjoyed.

After the black hair was wiped dry, Qingluo took out a wooden comb from the side of the desk.

Nowadays, I often lie in bed in the summer, and my hair falls out from time to time, so I simply take a wooden comb and put it underneath, so I don't have to go upstairs to comb my makeup.

Completely tied up Gu Jingzhi's hair, Qingluo swept his eyes, and there was no need to go upstairs, the style of the wooden hairpin was very simple, and it was unisexual.

The quaint, moire-patterned wooden hairpin was inserted into Gu Jingzhi's bun, and Qingluo moved to the side and looked at him.

Ignoring the big feet exposed, I saw that he was wearing a simple and light robe, with his hair in a bun on his head, simple and neat, and his temperament was more cold.

This pass was taken care of by Qingluo, and Gu Jingzhi felt even more light and relaxed.

Looking at Qingluo as if he was quite satisfied, knowing that the more he dragged on, the less courageous he became, he asked Qingluo in a low voice:

"Has Arlo ever wanted to go out?"

Hearing this, Qingluo glanced at him in great surprise, "How dare I go out."

Whether it's when there's danger outside, I can't go out, or if you stare at me as soon as you go out, it's like you're going to eat me, how dare I! ”

Gu Jingzhi's voice was hoarse.

"The big lock I was holding in my hand just now, did Arlo have anything you want to ask?"

After a long moment, he asked slowly.

Qingluo squinted at him, "What's there to ask?" We used to go out and never lock the door, but now when we want to go out, isn't it reasonable to lock it? ”

That's right, it's just that when the two go out in the future, they don't even have a guard dog at home to lock.

At the same time, there is one less man in the house, there is a woman and a dog at home, and it still has to be locked.

Gu Jingzhi looked at Qingluo, and he didn't know if she deliberately mocked him, or if she really hadn't pushed the door.

He raised his hand and wanted to pat his head to make the chaotic mind clearer, and then thought that this was the hair bun that Qingluo had tossed for him, so he withdrew his hand in a sneer.

Qingluo looked at this sitting and said no, looking at Gu Jingzhi, who had to aim carefully, she felt a little funny in her heart.

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