Qingluo suddenly felt that his behavior was a little rusty.

How long has it been since she opened her closet early in the morning to pick out clothes?

Qingluo shook his head, "You're really depraved~"

Open the wardrobe and see that there are dresses of different styles and colors embroidered with different patterns and embroidered by one person or half a person tall inside neatly and regularly.

On the other side are stacked blouses, neatly arranged, and a few other plaid midi shirts.

Looking at his so many dresses, Qingluo was in a happy mood, and with a click of his fingertips, he picked out a moon-white blouse embroidered with a few pale pink peach petals, and the lower skirt was the same color.

After putting it on, Qingluo opened the bedroom door with his cloak and walked out.

Seeing Qingluo like this, Gu Jingzhi walked towards the house, strode to the dressing table and picked up the wooden comb, looked at it and quickly picked out the hair rope and hairpin that tied his hair, and quickly chased after him.

Qingluo looked like he was ignoring, Gu Jingzhi followed in front of the saddle, pushed him away with his hand, and still climbed up the pole to hold Qingluo's hand, and held a kiss.

But it made Qingluo even more angry.

In the morning, Qingluo lay on the beauty couch in the courtyard, his black hair scattered.

Gu Jingzhi took a small stool and sat on the side, his tall body shrunk aggrievedly on the small piece, looking very aggrieved, but the party didn't feel it at all.

Big hands shuttle between the silky hair, and the small braids are carefully and skillfully braided.

Finally, a red rope about the length of a finger is tied to the ends of the hair, and the hair is combed.

At this time, Qingluo was still lazily leaning on the couch, as if he was sleeping, and his whole body was weak, but slowly the small complaints in his heart dissipated.

Well, at the end of the day, it was she who started yesterday.

I really didn't expect a man's physical strength to be so good, and one night-seven-is not a problem.

I realized that every time the goblins fought until midnight, it was still controlled by the man.

It was the first time that he cried and begged for mercy yesterday, and the man who plundered and attacked couldn't listen to it at all.

Later, the exhaustion and powerlessness made her angry until now.

Now I see that the man who got out of bed has returned to his previous "honest and docile", and he is in a state of no complaint when he beats and scolds, and his emotions slowly subside.

To be honest, there is still a little regret in my heart at this time, it seems that he is a loyal man, and he naturally likes it if he is particularly docile.

But yesterday was so wild, cheesy to describe it as evil, so what, it's good to come once in a while.

In the past, the other party was gentle, refreshed herself, and pleased her.

And yesterday's every move was domineering, attacking the city as he wanted.

At first, she was uncomfortable, very flustered, and could only be forced to bear it.

But after adapting, every time it collides, the soul seems to tremble.

It seemed that in the rough sea, there were only the two of them on the small light boat.

The ferocious waves are constantly lapping, which will not bring them a threat to their lives, but will fall into the deep sea at any time and fly high in the sky, bringing unparalleled pleasure.

It's just that her body is wasted, and she is overdrawn without physical strength, and she is tired in the middle, so she starts to be unhappy.

Qingluo was finally carefully flattered and served after a morning, moved to the past, and fell into Gu Jingzhi's arms, Gu Jingzhi smiled.

This kind of Gu Jingzhi is like a big loyal dog.

Da Hei on the side looked at such a master, and always felt that it was his own kind, but he was taller than it, and he had a lot less hair on his body, and he was walking straight.

Qingluo was also amused by Gu Jingzhi like this.

A few days later, the Qingming Festival came, and a few days ago, I took candles and cigarettes to worship Gu Jingzhi's adoptive parents.

Gu Jingzhi went down the mountain alone again and bought a mold for making Qingming fruit, good glutinous rice and red beans.

In April, there were not many fat spring bamboo shoots in the bamboo forest, and Gu Jingzhi walked back and forth a few times to bring back a few fat spring bamboo shoots in a basket.

Qingluo and Gu Jing sat on a small bench in the courtyard peeling spring bamboo shoots.

One by one, they were as white as jade and piled up in the basket, exuding a fragrance.

Then chop these spring shoots into minced pieces, and the red beans are also ground.

The Eight Immortals table in the main room occupies almost the entire table, and the salty and sugar-filled Qingming fruits occupy half of each.

After that, the two pots steam the wrapped Qingming fruit at the same time.

On the second day of the Qingming Festival, some Qingming fruits are accompanied by some side dishes, which has a unique taste.

Not long after the Qingming Festival, the Dragon Boat Festival came, Qingluo made the cut brocade cloth into sachets in the bright courtyard, and then embroidered some wormwood and small orchids on it.

The spices that I made, that is, the blooming flowers, pluck a few petals, many of them are mixed together, and they will not mix with each other, and they will exude a faint fragrance together.

brought the finished sachet to Gu Jingzhi, who had been waiting for a long time, and wore a slightly smaller one for himself.

The two walked hand in hand towards the bottom of the mountain, and this time when the big black was splashing and rolling before going out, Qingluo loosened his mouth and said that he would come back before the evening.

did not break their promise, the couple wandered outside for a day, during which they saw Yang Wenxue opposite when they watched the dragon boat race, and when Qingluo called, they saw a handsome young man next to her.

"There are too many people and the sound is too noisy, you may not hear it on the other side, I'll take Arlo over, don't worry."

Gu Jingzhi saw that Qingluo, who was still waving excitedly, suddenly put down his hand.

He thought that she had not received a response, so he was disappointed, and he also considered that he was not allowed to be alone with Qingluo and was unwilling to let others in.

Qingluo took Gu Jingzhi's hand and stood in place, raising his face, without the gloomy loss that Gu Jingzhi imagined, with a shallow smile.

"No need, Wen Xue has someone to accompany her, and I will accompany Ah Jing."

Gu Jingzhi nodded stupidly at this sentence, and Qingluo also laughed lightly.

Since I was going back today, I looked around the river in the afternoon to feel the atmosphere, and then left the pier and went out into the street.

The shouts of the vendors in the downtown were very loud, and a group of children came running over with their own kite hula, and rushed to the other side with a smile.

Occasionally, children circled around a few friendly-looking pedestrians, and the streets were filled with laughter.

Coming out of Baiyun Town, Qingluo sat on a black donkey, and there were often pedestrians walking in groups on the official road, but most of them were rushing towards Baiyun Town.

walked off the official road and went to the uneven rural road, and the number of people on the road continued to decrease.

After passing through several villages to the foot of the mountain, only occasionally meeting a few people, and then walking up the mountain, it will soon be deserted.

It seems to have instantly shifted from the hustle and bustle of the crowd to the bleak and deserted mountain.

Gu Jingzhi raised his hand to hold Qingluo's hand hanging by his side, and the two looked at each other affectionately, and the coldness around them was instantly washed away.

The donkey flicked its tail, not knowing that it had been fed a bowl of dog food that was not suitable for it.

Passing through the bamboo forest again, I saw the black shadow in front of the cave as soon as I saw them coming back, and I guess I was waiting at the door.

Immediately, Qingluo waved his hand on the donkey and said, "Da Hei, we are back, your masters are back!" ”

Daikoku responded with a rough dog bark.

After the Dragon Boat Festival, the days are hot day by day, and the fragrance of orchids continues to fade.

Qingluo went from a few tedious clothes every day to only wearing two thin clothes, and added a gown in the morning, noon and evening.

When it gets hot again, I wear a bandeau inside, a long skirt outside, homemade panties inside, and a short jacket.

Gu Jingzhi was a little afraid that Qingluo Chunguang would leak out at first, even if there was no one else on Dakui Mountain.

But sometimes when the wind blows, I subconsciously stretch out my hand and press it on Qingluo's skirt.

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