Qingluo stuck out his tongue, and the little pink and moist tongue quickly withdrew into his red lips.

I almost said "a sentence I saw on the Internet in my previous life".

Gu Jingzhi couldn't help but look at it, his eyes were gloomy, he relieved his desire to come up again, and asked in a low voice.

"What words? Arlo told me......"

Qingluo tilted his head slightly, staring at Gu Jingzhi's handsome eyebrows that seemed to be covered with a layer of warm light, and his voice was soft and soft.

"Sleep, tonight the stars and moonlight are all yours, and I will be yours too......"

Gu Jingzhi was silent for a moment when he heard this, he turned sideways to Qingluo, who was lying flat, covered her, and then pulled the red quilt that fell on his back and covered the two of them.

"What are you doing... Hmm~~......"

The girl's voice was a little startled, but it was replaced by a gasp.

The moon penetrated into the bedroom, and the silver light on the undulating red quilt seemed to reveal an ambiguous temperature.

Tonight, the night is not short.

Spring goes to summer, time is fleeting, the jacket retreats, and changes into a light spring shirt, but the mountains are cool, and you have to add a cloak or gown sooner or later.

For the body, the husband and wife attach great importance to it, and the male host is far more serious than the hostess, and he does not dare to be careless.

And he himself has long changed into a thin summer shirt.

The wild orchid is fragrant, full of mugwort leaves, and in a blink of an eye, it is the Dragon Boat Festival on the fifth day of May of the lunar calendar.

Artemisia leaves and calamus, not to mention Dakui Mountain, even if there are many back mountains that stretch out, there are countless of them.

It's just that many villagers go up the mountain to patronize it, and the picking in groups gradually becomes scarce, and it has to grow again next year.

However, Dakui Mountain is full of mountains and fields at a glance, and the sword shape is generally yellow-brown calamus and mugwort leaves are tied up.

The stone door was placed on both sides, and then the same one was placed at the door of the main house in the cave, and the kitchen window was also placed.

Qingluo clapped his hands and stepped back, looking at the left and right sides of the cave, and the right side was still dark.

The left side is already blooming with color, no longer looking bare, adding a touch of warmth and freshness to the yard.

The glutinous rice brought back from Baiyun Town was washed clean, and the dumpling leaves were also washed piece by piece, and the water soaked in the wooden basin was more green and bright, and it was mixed with water when it was taken out.

A small pot of glutinous rice, then two large bowls of pickled vegetables and meat and a bright and full candied fruit.

Gu Jingzhi brought these to the Eight Immortals table in the main room one by one, and then wrapped the zongzi with Qingluo.

Da Hei squatted on the ground, his tail was under him, he stuck out his tongue, staring at the large plate of meat for a moment, trying to come forward to sell cuteness, rolling and asking for a few pieces of meat.

But under Gu Jingzhi's dark and gloomy gaze, he could only retreat.

Gu Jingyi handed Qingluo a dumpling leaf, and his eyes were straight at it.

Da Hei struggled for a moment, but he was still defeated in that gaze, slowly retreated, and then accidentally retreated to the threshold, and rolled out directly.

Qingluo looked at it and smiled, feeling that this dog looked mighty and majestic, but it was full of stupidity, Tie Hanhan.

The big black pretended that nothing had happened, and looked very serious, and the dog sat out coldly.

Just ignore its big fluffy black tail wagging slightly.

"This candied fruit was bought by Tang Ji, fortunately I went early, otherwise it would have been sold out, and you can put more in one zongzi."

Gu Jingzhi retracted his gaze, put three candied fruits into the zongzi, and then tied them up and put them in the wooden basin on the other side.

There were already half a plate of rice dumplings.

Qingluo glared at him, and took the dumpling leaves in his hand that were ready to pour glutinous rice.

"I'll do it, you'll wrap it, but it's too big, and with my small and delicate ones, it's just mixed in, you just give me a hand."

Gu Jing didn't feel disgusted at all, and he was extremely skilled in handing dumpling leaves and scooping glutinous rice.

While waiting for a large pot of zongzi to go to the pot, Qingluo stretched his waist.

Gu Jingzhi reached out behind her and wrapped his hand around her waist, untied his apron, and then grabbed her slender waist again.

Qingluo's toes crossed the ground, and he was taken out of the kitchen, and then placed on the Luohan bed.

Gu Jingzhi bent down to withdraw her cloth shoes, Qingluo turned around slightly, bent his legs, and lay on his side on the Luohan bed.

Gu Jingzhi casually took the pillow on the other side and put it on Qingluo's lower abdomen, and bent down.

He could cover Qingluo, who was lying on his side with his legs bent, and gently kissed her on the lips.

Then I went back to the kitchen and tidied up some things.

Qingluo covered his lips with one hand, squinted his eyes, glanced at the notebook on the desk, and took it and looked at it a few times.

Seeing that she had almost seen everything, she threw it away again.

One foot was lifted on the knee of the other, shaking like a boneless body.

Looking sideways, he could vaguely see the people working inside through the kitchen door, and Qingluo bent his eyebrows.

"The dragon boat race in Baiyun Town will last for three days, and these three days are very lively, do we want to go down the mountain to have a look?"

Gu Jingzhi and Qingluo sat on the edge of the stone table in the courtyard, on which there was a small basket of zongzi and a pot of Songhua wine.

Some distance on the side, there is a wooden basin on the ground near the kennel, which is a rice bowl belonging to Dahei, and several peeled rice dumplings are placed in it.

Da Hei was humming and gnawing hard, and Qingluo was still a little hesitant to give it food.

I also know that this big black has always grown savagely, and eats everything, but he loves meat the most.

The glutinous rice and zongzi stuffed meat are dripped a few drops of spiritual spring water, which may not be of much use, but the taste is definitely more upward.

What's more, Qingluo is already good at craftsmanship.

Qingluo took a seed filled with pickled vegetables and meat, and Gu Jingzhi stuffed the remaining small piece of zongzi in his hand into his mouth.

took Qingluo's zongzi and untied it, wrapped a small corner and handed it to her.

Qingluo took a little non-sticky zongzi, and propped his other elbow on the table, supporting his chin.

The light spring shirt slid down in both directions, and a small wrist was as white as jade.

Gu Jingzhi looked at it and then took out a free hand, wiped it vigorously on his clothes, and pulled up Qingluo's sleeves that kept slipping.

But the sleeves were still loose and about to slip off.

Gu Jingzhi wrapped the slightly wide sleeves around Qingluo's slender arm a few times.

Seeing that he was about to get up and find a rope to tie up, Qingluo slapped his hand away with a black thread and put his arm down on the stone table.

In this way, Gu Jingzhi also had to lift the sleeve that was slightly rubbed on his arm and cover the back of his hand.

Under Qingluo's speechless eyes, Gu Jingzhi reached out and took out a zongzi, and said:

"It's better to pay attention, the wind is still blowing in the cold this evening, and it's uncomfortable if you get the wind cold." Gu Jingzhi said bitterly.

Too lazy to say more than Gu Jingzhi, who exaggerated, it is not so exaggerated to show half a small arm.

Now it's the sixth month of the lunar calendar, it can also be said that it's almost summer, and if you show your sleeves, you're going to catch a cold, and her body is weak, but she hasn't become a porcelain doll.

"Except for today, that is, tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, there will be dragon boat racing, is it around that pier?"

Qingluo took a bite of the zongzi and ate the salty pickles inside, a small piece of dried meat with a little crispy flavor.

I praised it in my heart, my craftsmanship is still so good, and I didn't make zongzi last year and the year before that.

The first time I came to this world to make zongzi, I showed nine points of strength, which is great.

"That's right, does Qingluo want to go?"

Gu Jingzhi held the zongzi in the palm of his hand, looked directly at Qingluo's eyes and asked.

Qingluo groaned for a moment, if she was the only one going up and down the mountain......