Tang Jiaren walked around the lively market with trembling steps, stopped for a while, and watched a monkey trickster instruct the monkey to ask for copper plates. When the monkey saw Tang Jiaren, he jumped directly on her, took out a handful of melon seeds from the big cloth pocket she was carrying cross-body, and imitated the appearance of a person, snorting melon seeds and spitting out the skin, making everyone laugh.

Tang Jiaren waited for it to finish eating, then turned around and returned to Babalou, ready to lie down on the rocking chair and take a nap. Pushing open the creaking wooden door, I walked through the empty room, and went inside, only to find that my place was occupied.

It was a ragged man, not unkempt, but with a stubble on his face, his hair disheveled, and his face was clean only around his eyes, the color of ears of wheat.

His left arm hung from the armrest, and he was carrying a flask that almost hit the ground at the bottom. His outstretched limbs are slender, but they're not the point. The point is that the soles of his shoes are worn out, revealing two pieces of not white soles, which are clearly eye-catching.

Tang Jiaren finally understood why Tang Buxiu could recognize her at a glance after she changed into someone else. Just like the man in front of her who looks like a beggar but doesn't look like a beggar, even if she covers her whole face, she can recognize it at a glance, this is Xiuxiu.

In the past, when she couldn't sleep, she would think, if she saw Xiu Xiu again, would she be so aggrieved that she cried her nose as before? The answer turned out to be yes.

But the reality is that she has no grievances to sue, and she doesn't want to get into his arms to seek refuge, she just feels a little sorry for him. Yes, distressed. I feel sorry that he can't tell the direction, but he wants to find her in this chaotic world; I feel sorry for what kind of pain he experienced after learning that she was martyred for Diao Diao?!

He was more than just a first man to her. He is a mentor and friend, a playmate, a father, a lover, the one who can accompany him to heaven and earth, and the only person in heaven and earth who can make her take off her thorns and dare to show her softness.

Xu has experienced too much, and now that he thinks about it, he has always been sorry for him, not him calculating himself.

What has been purified of the ignorance and complicated feelings of the past after experiencing thousands of red dust? Who knows.

Tang Jiaren felt a little sleepy, so she simply sat on the ground, leaned against the wall, and looked at Tang Buzhi with half-squinted eyes, until drowsiness hit her, and she also fell asleep.

This night's sleep was very sweet.

When I woke up, there was only a red line left on the horizon, glowing with the colors of the setting sun.

Tang Jiaren subconsciously looked at the rocking chair. The rocking chair is still there, but the person is gone. She was startled, and immediately turned her head to look for it, and happened to collide with Tang Buxiu's gaze.

It turned out that Tang Buxiu was sitting beside her, quietly watching her.

The moment they looked at each other, Tang Jiaren was so frightened by the hairy face that was very close to him that she gasped for a short breath, and turned back to normal.

Tang Buxiu stared at Tang Jiaren's eyes, and asked directly, "Who are you?" ”

Tang Jiaren started Xiao Jiujiu in her heart, and said secretly: Who am I? Can I tell you? The Tang Gate was destroyed by the fire, and you must have set it on fire. You don't seem to care about anything, but in fact, you attach great importance to every grass and tree in the Tang Sect. You must blame me for inviting so many people with other intentions, and threatening you to let them go. Should I obediently admit that I am Tang Jiaren and strive for leniency, or should I be tense and put your words on first? Nowadays, my appearance has changed greatly, my bones are different from before, even if I am stripped and washed, as long as I don't admit it, no one can bear me.

Tang Buxiu's second sentence approached directly, and said: "If you are an ordinary old woman, you must be my long-lost grandmother." ”

Tang Jiaren moved back, disrupted by the sudden recognition of relatives.

Tang Buxiu leaned forward, continued to stick to the old woman's face, and asked, "What are you hiding?" ”

Tang Jiaren took out the wooden board and motioned for Tang Buxiu to look at the front.

Tang Buxiu stretched out his hand, pressed down the plank, and said, "Who are you fooling?" You just fell asleep, and you snored like a whistling, and you couldn't make such a neat sound. ”

Tang Jiaren said, I don't believe it! But Tang's endless words really made her a little suspicious of herself.

The two were relatively speechless.

After a while, Tang Buxiu suddenly stretched out his hand, hugged the old woman's shoulder, pressed her into his arms, and hugged her tightly.

Tang Jiaren's heartbeat skipped a beat, and then he jumped wildly, and said secretly: This ...... What is this for? Overlord hard bow? As soon as her body twisted, she tried to break free.

Tang Buxiu hugged the old woman tightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't earn it." If you are an old woman, I will hold you like this, and you will not lose. If you are a mushroom, I hold you like this, you should laugh. ”

Tang Buxiu seemed to be casual, and even teased the old woman's stubbornness, but in fact, when he stretched out his hand, he had already tensed the muscles of his whole body. He couldn't see through her, he couldn't see her clearly, he couldn't see her clearly, he could only ...... Hold her tight.

She is no longer the Tang Jia in his eyes. She was taller, her breasts plumped, her waist slender, her thighs slender, and she must have even opened her eyebrows. Therefore, he was confused, uneasy, and worried, wondering if he had found the right direction and the right person. Only ...... Hug it. Yes, only by hugging and embracing the person into his arms can he know if she is the one who occupies his whole heart. He can bear all the lovesickness and pain, only ...... Can't afford to gain and lose. I only ask God to see that he is tortured, and not to play tricks on him.

Tang Buxiu's words were a little inexplicable, even frivolous, but it made Tang Jiaren's nose sour. She knew she wasn't human. I think about myself first in everything, and I don't value Xiu's feelings. Thinking about it, if he saw Hugh Xiu jumping into the ice river for other women, he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and he was looking for no results, and finally met a stinky old man who looked a little like him, but he didn't admit that he was Xiu Xiu, and he could still hold him to seek a moment of comfort in his heart, he should laugh. Don't want to laugh? Well, come on, bear my wrath, and stab me first!

Thinking about it like this, Tang Jiaren felt more and more that she was not a human being. Hugh Xiu never felt sorry for her, but she deliberately concealed the news of her survival. I don't know if I confess now, will I be forgiven?

Tang Jiaren stretched out her hand and grabbed Tang Buxiu's clothes, took a deep breath, and was just about to open her mouth to speak, when she heard Tang Buxiu say: "Your old woman is really in good shape, holding it in her arms, the soft jade is full of fragrance." ”

Tang Jiaren suddenly felt itchy hands, and really wanted to fan it directly with a big ear scraper! Let him flirt casually! Let him be stingy!

Tang Buxiu let go of the old woman first, turned his gaze, looked at the sunset outside the window through the open window, and said in a hoarse voice: "Hug and hug, you have to hire me and give me a place to stay." His fingers were trembling slightly, but the corners of his mouth were rising, rising, and continuing to rise, "A young man like me is the most powerful and powerful, and I don't lose money by hiring me." ”

Tang Jiaren was slightly stunned. It's not that she can't keep up with Tang Buxiu's ideological changes, but she doesn't understand which play he is singing? If you think that a hug can be exchanged for a place to live, it is still possible in the Bairao Pavilion next door.

Tang Buzhi couldn't wait for an answer, and looked at Tang Jiaren.

The rays of the setting sun fell on his eyes, dyeing the lighter eyes into *, gilding the sparkling spring color of the tears that had not yet been cleaned in those eyes, which was very touching.

Tang Jiaren had never seen Tang Bu crying. In her eyes, he was powerful and invincible. Not only is the heart strong and indestructible, but even the external martial arts are also powerful, otherwise how can he become a big devil that everyone fears, specializing in the slaughter of people?

But at this moment, when she saw the tear stains in his eyes, she knew that Tang Buxiu was not the one who was so strong that he was invincible, he also had weaknesses, heartache, entanglements, and uneasiness......

Just because he has her in his heart. There is her, a white-eyed wolf who has been raised since childhood!

Tang Jiaren's eyes turned red, and she grabbed Tang Buxiu's clothes, pulled him over, and kissed him. Although the people in the painting are not very beautiful, one is a white-haired old woman, the other is an unkempt beggar, but in the setting sun, there is a kind of beauty that flies through time, exuding an obsessive fragrance, blooming one by one, quietly blooming.

You are you, the one and only you who has left a mark on my heart.

Tang's endless feelings are like a flood beast, imprisoned in a cage by himself, trapped in a well. Now that the only key that can open the iron lock has entered the hole, can he still control himself? Hell control! If he controls it any longer, he will be shattered into thousands of pieces!

Tang Buxiu directly fished the old woman into his arms and kissed her back like a hungry wolf.

Xu was too emotional, and it was so forgetful that Tang Buzhi went down and directly gnawed the old woman's lips. Not only that, but also gnawed off a piece of flesh!

"Shhh...... Tang Jiaren exhaled in pain.

Tang Buxiu immediately let go of the old woman in his arms, and while looking at her lips, he took the crumpled fake skin from his own mouth.

Tang Jiaren no longer deliberately changed her voice, and said directly: "Xiu Xiu, are you going to swallow me alive?" ”

A break from the exit almost made Tang Buxiu go crazy again. He endured and endured, but still took the person into his arms, pressed her hand with his hand, rubbed it twice, and was silent for a long time.

Tang Jiaren struggled to raise her head to look at Tang Buxiu.

Tang kept pressing her head and didn't let her look at herself.

Tang Jia said: "I can't get angry." ”

Tang Buxiu let go of his strength a little.

Tang Jiaren took the opportunity to raise her head and look at Tang Buxiu.

But I saw that this self-proclaimed ancestor was crying there.

He turned his head to prevent Tang Jiaren from looking at him, and said hatefully: "I have never cried like this in my life as a teacher." Spread the word about this, kill you! ”

Tang Jiaren's heart was already soft, and she hurriedly coaxed: "Okay, I will never say it to others, the endless ancestor who everyone is afraid of will sit in the Baba Building and cry breathlessly." ”

Tang Buxiu wiped away the tears on his face, turned his head to look at Tang Jiaren in an instant, his eyes were as bright as cold stars, the corners of his lips hooked, and he smiled: "Out of breath?" It's because the teacher didn't teach you well, so I'll explain to you the meaning of this word again. After that, he pounced directly, and it was a strong kiss!

It's so domineering, you can't refuse.

A thought crossed Tang Jia's heart: He really wants to eat me.