"He said, "The moon is so round tonight." And she said, well, it's round.'"

"If you will, will you not?" Bai Yu rolled his eyes and said angrily.

Yi Ming pinched the thatch leaves, sandwiched them between his two fingers and rubbed them back and forth.

"It hurts~ Hey, stinky monk, take your dirty hands away," Bai Yu was angry and shook the leaves desperately in protest.

Yiming pursed his lips: "Shouting so loudly, it can be seen that it doesn't hurt much,"

"You," Bai Maokou couldn't say anything to him, so he simply ignored him.

"Don't, Mao Zhen'er, why don't you speak," Yiming squatted on the ground, poking his head close to her, "Mao Zhen'er?" Thatch? I was wrong,"

"I sincerely admit my mistake, what compensation do you want?" Yiming grinned and pulled out a silly smile.

Bai Yu was silent, she hadn't thought about it yet.

"Can't think of it? Why don't I marry you," Yiming covered his mouth and smiled evilly, "I will serve you every day in the future,"

It turns out that the bamboo horse is a creature that has a tricky attribute - randomness.

You don't know whether it is a dragon or a worm, maybe a bear child will be opened as soon as it is opened, and a good child of a few people will be opened by luck, and there is no guarantee that you will not commit the second disease in the future.

Obviously, Bai Yao belongs to the kind of bad luck.

Since he got the bamboo horse of the bear child, Bai Yu's face has become thicker and thicker, and his temper has become bigger and bigger.

So, every day at dusk in the mountains and forests, her crisp voice echoed.

"Sprinkle my leaves, and don't marry me!"

"I touched my thatch stalk again, and I'm not going to be responsible soon!"

"Hey, stinky monk! There is too much water to spill, you want to drown me! ”

Yiming always teased her with pleasure.

The battle of tongues in the white rumor has advanced by leaps and bounds. It's a pity that it's all used to raise the bar with him. So much so that he was wronged later, and he couldn't justify himself.

Yiming rubbed the thatch leaves, she was so small.

On the night when Yiming was sixteen years old, he came to the back mountain with a wine jug and lay on the grass next to Bai Yu.

"Thatch," Yiming said without a word, pouring wine.

"Ming'er, I'm leaving," Yi Ming took a few sips, "I don't know when I'll come here again,"

Yiming raised the flask: "Come, thatch, I respect you,"

Seeing that he was full of wine, Bai Yu poured a sip of wine at himself, and was very disgusted: "Don't, it's all your saliva, it's dirty,"

"Oops~ I think I'm dirty, I'll show you dirty,"

Yiming was so drunk that he put it on his face and licked it on the leaves of the white ballad, leaving a puddle of mouthmarks. pointed to the white rumor again, clapped his hands and laughed: "Haha, you are the dirtiest now,"

After saying that, he fell headlong and fell over.

The white rumor can't cry or laugh.

A snoring sound was like thunder, and he whispered from time to time: "It's so small, how can it be ...... So little ......"

Drunken nonsense and drunken nonsense are a pair of twin brothers, always accompanying each other.

It is not unreasonable that misfortune does not go alone.

The flask knocked over at some point, and the wine trickled out.

Soon, he drowned in front of Bai Yu.

Unfortunately, Monk Yiming turned over and overwhelmed the thatch roots around him.

"Dead open, dead open, bastard, you want to drown me!" Bai Yu struggled to support the thatch leaves, and a little water beaded from the leaves.

Bai Yu tried to get up from the drink, and pushed Yiming but did not respond. I couldn't help but be anxious, this urgency, out of the survival instinct. This urgency is out of human form.

On the slick body, there was a dead monk lying on his stomach.

"Death, light, head, get out of here," Bai Yu gritted his teeth and slapped over.

Yi Ming slightly opened his eyes that narrowed into a slit, and there was a red palm mark on his face: "Oh~ How hot and spicy is your face, this wine is really strong,"

"The grass is so soft today," Yi Ming bard smacked, buried his face, and squeezed the grass hard.

A red mark suddenly appeared on Bai Yu's body.

"Bastard, bastard, you bastard!" Bai Yu bit his lip and slapped him several times.

Yiming was completely stunned, and when he looked down, he saw a sleek little man pressed under him. The skin is snow-white, the hair is black, and the body is delicate, weak and boneless.

"Amitabha, Amitabha, color is emptiness, emptiness is color......"

Yiming hurriedly recited the heart-clearing mantra.

Bai Yu kicked him a few times, and Fang Luo relieved a little.

Lu Feng didn't dodge or dodge, and closed his eyes. Remembering that there was no shelter in front of him, he took off his monk's robe and said "offended" to cover her.

Poof, Bai Yu suddenly felt funny: "Stinky Yiming, all of a sudden so serious, I'm really not used to it,"

"Thatch? Are you transfigured? Yiming was pleasantly surprised.

Bai Yu glanced at him: "I just found out at this time, what kind of eyes are you,"

"You bastard, you almost broke my waist, don't you rub me soon," Bai Yu lay on the grass without a figure, dragged Yiming's hand and put it on his back, urging, "Hurry up, hurry up,"

Reality tells the world that a fake bastard will become a real bastard if he screams too much.

Don't look down on a man, even if he's an underage man with a bare head in a monk's robe.

"Fairy, what a goblin, what a thing," Ichimei looked up at the sky, trying to get the nosebleed back.

"Beasts, beasts, Huang Kou, who is only seven or eight years old, can also be obscene," Yiming slapped himself.

Bai Yu writhed restlessly: "Hey~ You monk, I was originally a goblin, don't you know, what kind of nerves!" ”

"Oops~ Tap, you hurt me," Bai Yu glared back at him.

"Little Ancestor, you can't stop for a while," Yi Ming said, but his hand lightened.

Yiming sighed: "The moon is so round tonight,"

"Yes...... Is it? Bai Yu glanced up, and didn't find anything special, probably a little round.

"Thatch, you can make people call, how big is your temper, see how you marry in the future?" Yiming's face was serious.

"What to marry, isn't it you, you have to marry me anyway, what's there to worry about," Bai Yu said angrily.

"What a child, don't talk nonsense about this in the future," Yiming shook his head, "I'm leaving tomorrow, take care of yourself." In the future, I can't come to see you often, will you miss me? ”

Yiming reached out and touched it, huh? What about people.

"Thatch? Mao needle? Where are you?"

"This, here......" A weak voice came from under the clothes, "Quick, take it away, take the clothes away......"

Yiming put away the monk's robe and joked: "Yo Yo Yo, thatch, you transformation, tsk, it turns out that there is still a time limit,"

"Phew, you thought it was so easy to shapeshift," Bai Yu shook the leaf and spat at him.

"Okay, okay, I know you're amazing," Yiming narrowed his eyes, pinched the thatch leaves, rubbed them back and forth, and was very intoxicated: "It's still the most comfortable like this, and you can rub it with your hands!" ”

The white rumor shouted: "Bastard, wait for me to transform and pinch your face,"

Yiming stopped frolicking, and his eyes dimmed: "Thatch, if you leave here, I will be Lu Feng, and I will not be able to accompany you in the future,"

"Go, go, don't come and pull it down, be your eldest young master of the Lu family," Bai Yu shook his leaves and said heartlessly.

In the end, I felt that I couldn't go, and added: "When I am free to form, I will go to you and marry you again,"

"Okay," Ichimei let go of her thatch leaves.

One person and one grass, leaning on each other.

"The moon is so round tonight,"

"Well, round,"