There was a dead silence in the courtyard.

Zhao Mose shrank for a moment, she felt that this situation was very wrong, obviously this was her own home, she could do whatever she wanted, but since this guy moved in, she had to look forward and backward for a meal, and she was very unhappy.

This person's identity is too suspicious, and the person who is looking for the Xuanyi guards who wander around the village all day is likely to be him, in case they find out, he, the person who is hiding the bandits, will follow the game, right?

She glanced at him secretly, and saw that he was still sitting on Zhao Rong's tattered bed with a calm face, and couldn't help but blame herself.

He is also pitiful, he used to see him dressed in purple and surrounded by people, but now he is so depressed that he hides alone in his poor household, so that every day should not be called the ground is not spiritual, and there are guards waiting to pick his skin outside.

Thinking about it, she took a few more steps forward and said tremblingly, "That...... Don't be angry, okay? That man has saved me several times, and he should have invited him to dinner a long time ago, didn't he just happen to be free? ”

"The people who rescued you and Ah Rong in the mountains last time?"

Zhao Mo was stunned for a moment and blurted out, "How do you know?" Then he said, "It's him, if I hadn't met him this time, I would have stayed up in vain for most of the night......

"I want beauty sorbet." He raised his head and looked at her expressionlessly, "I want Gong Yan's beauty sorbet." ”

She choked, this guy hasn't forgotten that beauty sorbet? Is it that pretty? Or to satisfy the mouth. Desire?

The qi in her chest swayed, her lips squirmed for a long time, and finally she didn't dare to refuse, and turned her head and shook her sleeves out.

In the kitchen, Zhao Li had already cooked the rice, just waiting for her to stir-fry.

She secretly glanced at Zhao Mo several times, and saw that her face was still dark, and her cheeks were bulging with anger, so she gently pulled the corners of her clothes, and said softly: "Sister...... Don't be angry, okay? The pretty brother didn't mean it. ”

Hearing this, Zhao Mo, who was angry, chopped the radish with a knife, and nodded her forehead angrily, scolding: "Beautiful brother Beautiful brother, are you and Zhao Rong white-eyed wolves?" It's all brainwashed by his face! ”

Zhao Li didn't care about her forehead, and said, "The beautiful brother is also very pitiful, he can only hide in the house every day, and he can't walk a few steps." Isn't it even more pitiful that he is so beautiful and so delicate that he can't be seen by others? ”

She hesitated for a moment, and then muttered in a low voice, "And he not only instructs my brother in reading, but also guides me in embroidery......

Zhao Mo put down the kitchen knife in his hand, turned his head and glared at her, and said fiercely: "You talk a lot!" He's your own sister, right? I'm almost angry with him and I don't even treat him, and you still speak for him! I'm afraid I'll bully him! Know your pretty brother all day long! ”

At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside, she hurriedly washed her hands, and glared at Zhao Li as if admonishing, and then went out to open the door.

Outside the door, Song Anyang was handsome and heroic.

"You're not late, are you?"

Zhao Mo immediately smiled, the depression just now was swept away, and he grinned happily: "No, no, it's just right, just waiting for you to come." The dish will be in the pot immediately, and you will have a cup of tea in the courtyard first! ”

Still the same as last time, she poured buckwheat tea and told him to wait in the courtyard.

After she went to the kitchen, she fried the food as fast as she could, and in less than two quarters of an hour, bursts of fragrance wafted out. Looking at the lively two sisters, Song Anyang's sword eyebrows stretched, and a pleasant smile appeared on his handsome face.

Zhao Mo brought out the fried vegetables, he was standing under his own shelf admiring the vine, she was about to open her mouth to ask him to eat, she slapped her head, and then remembered that she didn't know the other party's name.

"By the way, I've known you for so long, I don't know what your name is!"

Song Anyang turned around, stood under the green grape trellis, and smiled informally: "Anyang, Song Anyang." ”

"Anyang?" Zhao Mo nodded, "I wrote it down." Brother Song Yang, come and try my self-brewed bar, although it is not strong enough, but it is still mellow, not that I boast, the daughter in the hotel is not as red as my wine! ”

Song Anyang took the bowl in surprise and said, "You can even make wine?" ”

"What's this? If you like it, I'll give you a jar when it's brewed next time! ”

He's his lucky star! Have a good relationship with him and have a lot of contacts, maybe her good luck will come one after another.

Song Anyang picked up the wine and tasted it like a taste: "The entrance is slightly astringent, there is a hint of sweetness between the tastings, and the aftertaste has the mellow aroma of wild fruits, it is really a good wine!" ”

With that, he raised his head and drank the wine from the bowl.

As a creator, Zhao Mo is happiest about what he makes is appreciated.

"Brother Anyang will drink more if he likes it!" Li Yuan also likes to drink, but I didn't have a good drink with him last time, and now I meet a person who knows the goods, and she is full of enthusiasm to entertain him.

Eating with him, I feel a little similar to Xie Yu, both of them are handsome men, and they have noble temperaments, and they are very particular about eating. But Song Anyang is often in the army. The camp is mixed, and eating and drinking has a free and easy heroism, which makes Zhao Mo feel comfortable.

Full of wine and food, Zhao Moxing's eyes smiled into two crooked moons, she powdered. The lips are slightly upturned, the color is like Zhu Dan, and it is delicate without ordering, as if leading others to pick and taste. Her jet-black hair was tied into two braids, and only a little of it hung naturally over her shoulders.

So delicate and pretty. The charming and moving appearance made Song Anyang's heart jump suddenly.

He blinked his somewhat misty eyes vigorously, held his slightly heavy head, and said: "This wine is stronger than his daughter's red stamina, if you sell it, I'm afraid that it will be difficult to see my daughter red on the market in the future." ”

"Hey, I really have this idea, it's just a pity, I don't plan to sell alcohol yet!"

As soon as Song Anyang sat opposite and was shaky, she rubbed over and wanted to support her, at this time, Zhao Li walked out of the house, looked at the two of them with wide eyes, and said crisply: "Sister is drunk, I'll send my eldest brother out!" ”

"No way!"

As soon as he heard that Song Anyang was leaving, Zhao Mo immediately stood up and slapped him, "The wine hasn't finished yet!" You can't go! ”

Song Anyang held her swaying, only to feel that the people under him were really small and boneless, and the powder fragrance was on his face, which immediately aroused his heart.

"You're drunk, I'll drink it next time."

"No, not drunk!"

She hugged the thick arm in her arms and muttered, "Who knows when you'll be coming next?" If I hadn't been caught by a thief when I entered the city this time, I wouldn't have touched you! And last time, last time, it was me who ran into you, not you! ”

Song Anyang was helpless, so he had to say: "I will often come to your village in the past two days, if I come, I will come to you for dinner, don't bother me." ”

Knowing that he had come frequently recently, Zhao Mo felt that his good luck was guaranteed, so he let go of his hand with satisfaction, and smiled stupidly: "That's good, that's good, I'm not annoying, I'm not annoying, I'm not annoying......"

After speaking, she closed her eyes and fell down very relieved.

Zhao Li didn't expect her sister to suddenly fall asleep, and she was stunned in place. Then, I watched Song Anyang pick her up, and then pointed to the room where she slept blankly, and watched him carry his sister into the house.

She woke up in a moment and gave her some tea. If she complains of a headache, make some honey for her to drink. ”

Zhao Li hurriedly responded.

Song Anyang thoughtfully covered the person on the bed with a quilt and tucked the corner of the quilt before getting up and leaving.

As soon as he walked on his front foot, there was a cold figure in front of the bed on his back foot.