In the spring of February, the grass grows and the warbler flies, mixed with the wild flowers and full of fragrance, all the way to the horse, disturbing the moths, butterflies and birds scurrying.

In the evening, Long Yizheng and Wen Youran stopped for a short rest in a vast woods, Wen Youran leaned against the tree, a touching sweet smile hung on his lips, a pair of phoenix eyes were tender like water, and he kept looking at Long Yizheng, Long Yizheng was slightly red by her, and couldn't help asking: "Why do you look at me like this?" ”

Wen Youran looked at him who was shy and thought it was very interesting, and suddenly had the idea of playing, she squinted and replied to Long Yizheng with a big smile, and praised: "Long Yizheng, you are so amazing!" I didn't expect you to be so young, but your martial arts are so good! ”

Long Yizheng listened to Wen Youran's praise, his heart was excited, his face became more and more red, and he was embarrassed to reply: "It's not time other than studying, I'm practicing except for rest." ”

"You've worked so hard!" Wen Youran continued to praise, and suddenly remembered that he had seen the solid muscles in his chest, which must be the result of long-term practice, a pair of phoenix eyes sparkled, and he smiled mischievously, "Long Yizheng, can I touch you?" ”

Long Yizheng was slightly stunned, his heart was pounding, his face was even redder, he lowered his eyes to calm down a little, and for a moment, he approached Wen Youran, the corners of his mouth rose up a good-looking arc, and he asked in a slightly shy whisper: "How do you want to touch Youran?" ”

Wen Youran's eyebrows were full of mischievousness, and after looking at him carefully, he suddenly stretched out his finger and pressed the hard muscles of Long Yizheng's chest heavily.

Long Yizheng looked at Wen Youran's face up close, a trace of hazy feelings lingered in his heart, looking at her delicate appearance, he suddenly understood that she was teasing herself, Long Yizheng smiled evilly, reached out to hold her restless little hand, pulled her over, and quickly printed her soft and sweet lips, and in an instant the lips were slightly hot, and a wisp of extremely sweet and moving fragrance rushed into the nose, Long Yizheng's heart trembled, and the extreme touch penetrated into the whole body in an instant.

Wen Youran hurriedly pushed Long Yizheng away, his cheeks instantly turned red, his heart jumped out of his chest, and he protested: "Long Yizheng, you are cheating!" ”

"You're the one who teases first." The corners of Long Yizheng's mouth were slightly raised, and the soft light flashed in his deep eyes, he looked at Wen Youran, and the sunlight around him became gentle

"You--" Wen leisurely and coquettishly, his face instantly turned red to the root of his ears, his long eyelashes flickered, his pink lips tightened, and he no longer looked at Long Yizheng.

The surrounding grass was mixed with all kinds of wild flowers, and Long Yizheng saw that Wen Youran seemed to be angry, so he clumsily collected a large handful of wildflowers, handed it to her, and said, "Okay, Youran is not angry." ”

Wen Youran asked about the fragrant fragrance of the wild flowers, and her mood instantly improved a lot, she took the flowers, looked at Long Yizheng, and the smile between her eyebrows returned.

The leisurely and shy appearance is more beautiful than this flower, Long Yizheng felt a burst of joy and sweetness in his heart, a good-looking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the appearance of leisurely at this moment was engraved in his mind.

Due to the previous things delayed the process, long after dark, Long Yizheng and Wen Youran finally found the post house, Long Yizheng felt sorry that Wen Youran was too tired, and it was not convenient to continue to travel at night, so he proposed to stay here for one night and set off tomorrow morning.

This post house is close to Shengjing, so it is very lively, a few large copper kettles filled with tea, scattered on the elm table, Xiao Er came up enthusiastically to greet the guests, Xu is business is too good, he has sweat stains, the sleeves and chest are full of oil stains, as soon as he stepped forward, there was a strong smell in the hair, or the smell of meat and fish fragrance, not to mention how awkward it was.

On the first floor, more than 20 tables of eight immortals are full, around a round platform in the middle, the storyteller on the stage is impassioned, mouthy, and gushing, he is tall and thin like a bamboo pole, his eyes are small but he looks very shrewd, a big mouth and a mouthful of messy teeth, this appearance is really quite peculiar, but with his performance, it is another funny, adding a lot of points to him. He is talking about how the heroes of the rivers and lakes act chivalrous and righteous, talking about the high-pitched plot, his voice has been hoarse, spitting stars are splashing, his story seems to be too long, the plot drags on, the audience listens to it or not, eats and chats by himself, and rarely gives rewards, but despite this, he still performs hard.

Wen Youran and Long Yi were sitting in the private room on the second floor, Wen Youran had been listening to the story, looking at the storyteller looking very funny, and finally couldn't help it, and laughed out loud.

Long Yizheng took a sip of tea, looked at Wen Youran with a smile on his face, and couldn't help asking, "Is it so funny?" ”

"I just think the way he talks about books is funnier than his stories." Wen Youran looked at the storyteller again, and laughed even harder.

Long Yizheng was infected by Wen's leisurely smile, and when he looked at the funny appearance of the storyteller, he also laughed happily.

The storyteller noticed that Wen Youran, who had been laughing, suddenly stopped, and after the cold scene, everyone noticed that the guests on the second floor looked at Wen Youran one after another.

Wen Youran pretended to be indifferent, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

The storyteller suddenly pointed at Wen Youran and said loudly: "This little brother, you seem to have an opinion on my story?" ”

Wen Youran looked at him from a distance, pointed to himself, and after making sure that he was talking to himself, he got up and stood up, and replied loudly: "Mr. The story is impassioned, very good, very good!" ”

"Then why are you laughing?" The storyteller did not relent, and the audience immediately coaxed and pointed at Wen leisurely.

Long Yizheng took Lawen Youran's hand and signaled her to sit down and don't care, Wen Youran squinted at Long Yizheng and smiled, then looked at the audience, and replied to the storyteller: "Mr. misunderstood, Xiaosheng is not laughing, Xiaosheng just thinks that Mr. is too excited about the way he tells the story, if he does this every day, he will definitely have a dry mouth and a sore throat." ”

Mr. Storyteller was hit by a word, and his confidence immediately disappeared by half, he cleared his aching throat, his voice was much lower, and he said angrily: "I see that the little brother is so expert, why don't you give it a try?" ”

Wen Youran thought about it, nodded and said, "Then you're welcome, it's ugly!" ”

Long Yizheng squinted his eyes and looked at Wen Youran incredulously, Wen Youran replied with a big smile and said mischievously: "Wait to hear the story!" ”

Long Yizheng looked at Wen Youran and didn't care about the gaze that gathered on her, and slowly walked down the stairs generously, walking towards the stage, she went on stage, and the storyteller immediately stood next to him as soon as he flicked his sleeves.

The audience in the audience saw Wen leisurely with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and his appearance was extremely handsome and very eye-catching, and everyone immediately became interested, stopped chatting one after another, and looked at the stage seriously.

Wen Youran had no stage fright, she looked carefully at the next circle, cleared her throat, straightened her chest, and said slowly in a moderate tone: "Words: There is an idiot courtyard, in order to prevent the idiot from escaping, a hundred walls were set up outside the courtyard, and the two idiots still wanted to escape, and they tried to climb over the wall on a dark and windy night, and the two of them climbed under the thirtieth wall, A asked B: 'Are you tired?' "I'm not tired." So they continued to turn outward and under the sixtieth wall, and A asked B: 'Are you tired?' "I'm not tired." So they continued to turn outward to the ninety-ninth wall, and A asked B one last time: 'Are you tired?' B back: 'Tired! ''Alright, let's go back!'' Only then did B reply happily: Howler! ’”