Boudoir self-pity

Tang Anqing touched his cheek, it burned red, his hand touching the wine glass tightened, and he looked up at the other people on the table, but fortunately, everyone laughed and no one noticed this, and glanced at Tang Baiyu.

The group flower passed a few times, everyone eats, drinks, laughs and laughs at ease, and finally the color head fell into Zhao Hao's hands, although everyone said that the joke told by the uncle was also very funny, but the owner's family has the meaning of grabbing the color head. So a few boys coaxed Zhao Hao to treat him, after all, these five taels of silver are equivalent to their monthly money for several months, anyway, everyone gets along well on weekdays, and Zhao Hao also agreed with a smile.

Tang Anqing took a sip of the wine glass and drank a few more glasses, the hot wine in the mouth drove away the cold air brought by eating crabs, and I don't know how I felt that the breath exhaled by Tang Baiyu had been lingering next to my ears, and he shivered coldly. I couldn't stop looking to the side, and I saw that the two jars containing the wine were a pair of blue and white porcelain jars with beautiful lines, and the patterns of flowers and fruits on them were very evenly depicted. I thought that if this could be passed on to future generations, maybe it would be a pair of sky-high antique porcelain. At that moment, his eyes lit up, and he said: "After drinking these two wine jars, I will leave them for me, I will put them away and put them on display, and they look good."

If it were usual, how could Tang Anqing say this, there are still few antique porcelain treasures in her space? It's just that the strength of the year-old Huadiao wine is a little big, and I always feel that the angry breath is always sprayed next to the sensitive ears, and it is inevitable that the breath is a little unstable. She was the biggest at the same table, she said so, and the others said yes, and when the wine was finished, they would let people send the wine jar and play with it.

Erbao sat in his father's arms, and when he saw his mother babbling and raising his arm to ask for a hug, Tang Anqing saw the pink Erbao, so he grinned and hugged him, "Erbao, come to my mother, my mother will feed you and drink." Smiled and went to hug Erbao over, the white fingers dipped in some wine and wiped it into Erbao's small mouth, Erbao took a sip, and cried out with a spicy wow, Tang Anqing was stunned that Erbao in his arms was hugged by Tang Baiyu, and after a while, a clever maid sent tea to rinse Erbao's mouth, and after a while, he stopped crying.

It was not too early for now, and everyone dispersed. Tang Xiaoyu secretly dipped her little finger in the wine in Tang Anqing's wine glass and took a sip, and immediately cried with a sad face, spit out her little tongue, it was so spicy, and she took a bite of a crab roe bun, went to the taste of wine in her mouth, looked at Erbao, who was still tearing down tears in her father's arms, and immediately touched it in distress.

The little fox squeaked and came over and grabbed Tang Anqing's trouser legs, raised his two front paws and lay on Tang Anqing's ankles, rubbing Tang Anqing's ankles with his fluffy and soft little head, his fluffy red tail wagged and wagged, his two bright eyes were dripping, his hairy little face was bulging, and he squeaked with some pleasure and satisfaction

。 Lined with Tang Anqing's attention attracted by the little fox, Baozi quickly pulled a small jar of wine, gray and gray cover, the tiger skin guy also held a wine glass, and when a few arrived at the corner of the pavilion, Baozi wagged his tail at the little fox, the little fox squeaked twice, rubbed Tang Anqing's outstretched fingers, and disappeared like a fireball.

Tang Anqing woke up faintly, touched the sudden pain of the temple, what caught his eye was a silk quilt embroidered with soft gold wire, under him was a fine rosewood carefully carved ancient bed of uphill flowers, the white jade incense burner on the red sandalwood carved table next to it, and a few wisps of faint green smoke curled out from the mouth of the phoenix on the top of the incense burner. Smelling a faint fragrance, like Lan Fei Lan, like musk not musk, neither agarwood, nor sandalwood, I feel much more comfortable when I smell it. How did you sleep in bed?

"Miss, are you awake? I slept for almost two hours. Xia He came in with a copper basin, "Why don't you get up and freshen up?" ”

"What's wrong with me?" I remember that I also ate crabs and drank a few more cups of Huadiao, and then I lost my impression. "Ayu, what about them?"

"Miss doesn't remember, Miss drank a few more glasses of the old Huadiao, and then got drunk and drank the sobering soup and fell asleep. Young Master Xuanyu couldn't see Miss, so he kept making trouble. Uncle and Young Master Puyu are coaxing. Xia He came over to help Tang Anqing sit up, and waited for her to put on her clothes, Tang Anqing realized that it was not the one she was wearing, and thought that she wouldn't vomit. Her wine has always been not very good? In the past, she rarely drank alcohol, "Xia He, where are my original clothes?" ”

"Miss's original clothes were stained with wine, so Mama Lin asked people to take them to the pulp and wash them. Don't you like this? There's a light pink one in the closet? Tang Anqing relaxed a little in his heart, waved his hand and said that he would wear this piece. Xia He answered and put on a pink and green shirt with a soft gauze texture without inlay, sprinkled with small dark flowers of bamboo leaves, and the soft texture was comfortable to wear.

Tang Anqing looked at himself in the mirror, her lips and cheeks were infinitely delicate, the corners of her eyebrows and eyes were graceful, her lips were red and delicate, Tang Anqing stretched out her fingers and stroked it, 'hiss', numb and a little painful, I felt that it was a little red and swollen, could it be the sequelae of sobering up? An idea popped up in my heart, and it was quickly suppressed.

"Miss, are you hungry? In the kitchen, I prepared lotus leaf lotus soup and glutinous rice white fungus lotus seed porridge, I asked someone to make you a bowl? Xia He saw Tang Anqing holding her lips, thinking that she was a little hungry, and spoke. So he went to order, and after a while, two little maids brought glutinous rice and white fungus lotus seed porridge, and also brought a plate of pickles and a plate of dried beans

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After a while, Tang Xiaoyu came over, and mysteriously came over and said that he also wanted to drink porridge. Xia He smiled and went to the kitchen to serve porridge by himself.

"Mother, dad said you were drunk? Well, the wine is so hard to drink, it's spicy. My mother also sang, so listen to it. Puyu took Tang Anqing's hand and drank two mouthfuls of porridge, which was sweet and delicious. I took another spoon and scooped a spoonful of dried beans and ate them like a little hamster stealing food. I didn't see the twitching corners of Tang Anqing's mouth at all, as if she was drunk and did something bad...

It turns out that the purple and red are blooming all over,

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The beautiful scenery of the good day is not a day

Whose yard is pleasing to the eye?

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It is like a beautiful flower for you

Like a year of flowing water

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Ah Yu... Ah Yu... Ayu

Ah The memory of the moment returned, Tang Anqing couldn't help but take a black line, he actually kissed Ah Yu's forehead, why was there still a little smug in his tone? How dissatisfied I was, I took a handkerchief and wiped the corners of my mouth, no wonder my lips were red and swollen? It seems that he has bitten Ah Yu's lip and bleed? Oh my God, I can be so violent, isn't it, Tang Anqing raised Tang Xiaoyu's fat little face, looked at Tang Xiaoyu's big black grape-like eyes, and said with a serious face: "Tang Xiaoyu, what else does my mother do besides singing?" It can't be what you think...

"Mother, let go of the puppet." Puyu broke free from Tang Anqing's clamps, and blinked her innocent and innocent big eyes twice, "Dad helped my mother into the house, my mother slept, and Erbao cried when she couldn't see her mother." ”

Tang Anqing pinched his cheek, and then said with a smile: "Mother knows, what else does Yu'er want to eat and let Sister Xia He help you prepare." Where are Dad and Erbao? ”

"Dad is playing with Erbao, in the study." After a while, Xia He came in with a food box and said with a smile: "When I went, the osmanthus bird's nest porridge in the kitchen was ready, but it happened that the osmanthus flowers are blooming very well now." Aunt Liang's cooking skills are good, and there are just two plates of newly made flower rolls, so I brought them together

。 "Saying that, the contents of the food box are placed on the table with red sandalwood carvings, and there is another plate of shredded mustard, a plate of spiced green peppers, a plate of preserved eggs, a plate of braised peanuts, two plates of steaming flower rolls that are newly out of the pot, and then two bowls of osmanthus bird's nest porridge." Aunt Liang said, this osmanthus bird's nest porridge is the most nourishing, and Miss and Young Master Puyu have to drink it while it's hot. In addition, Aunt Zhang from the kitchen also asked me to ask the young lady and aunt what they wanted to eat at night, and they had to prepare in advance. ”

"Don't bother, just make something light." Tang Anqing took a spoon and put it in the white porcelain bowl in front of Puyu, looked up and saw that there was indeed a pair of blue and white porcelain jars depicted with flowers and fruits entangled in the branches, and drank porridge.

den

On the soft couch, Erbao's two fat little paws grabbed Tang Baiyu's fingers indiscriminately, the rolling brain door was up, the fetal hair was slightly sweaty on it, the white and red little face was full of embarrassed tears, the big black eyes were watery, and they looked at him one by one, and the tender red little mouth opened and cried hoarsely. The crying that had finally stopped began again, Tang Baiyu hurriedly picked him up, he circled around in the study, and caressed Erbao's back to comfort him. I saw that Tang Baiyu's cool and thin lips had more tooth marks, and there was a hint of red at the corners of his mouth. The moist and shiny hair is scattered on the green shirt, and the red marks left on the honey-colored neck can be faintly seen, with a trace of ambiguity, which leads people to reverie.

At this time, he hugged Erbao and tried to make his voice sound softer, "Erbao, be good, don't cry." ”

Tang Anqing pushed open the door of the study and came over, before he had time to think about his embarrassment before, seeing Erbao's pitiful appearance, his heart was hurt, and he hurriedly walked over and picked up Erbao, who was crying hoarsely, from Tang Baiyu's arms, patted his back, and slowly coaxed, "Erbao, mother's good baby meat, don't cry, mother is here, Erbao good baby, are you hungry?" ”

Erbao clutched his fleshy fist and fell into Tang Anqing's arms, and the sound of crying gradually became smaller. Looking at Erbao's little head sobbing in his arms and arching into Tang Anqing's arms, it seems that Erbao is really hungry. Usually, when I follow my father when I am full of food and drink, I am happy and hee-hee, and the crying voice is quite earth-shattering, I am afraid that I am really hungry, Tang Anqing hurriedly untied his arms and let Erbao feed.

The moment I looked up, I thought of 'then for you like a beautiful flower, like a flowing year, is the answer to idle search, in the boudoir self-pity' boudoir self-pity for your sister's boudoir self-pity

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