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Shi Yiguang stepped back and looked at An Yang with a grinning smile on his face, dragging the sword on the table while trying to escape from the door.

Anyang is really good, but in love and fate, she still chooses to die. So when she is her father, mother, Mr. Lao Tzu, big brother, master or elder, it can be.

An Yang looked at Shi Yiguang, who seemed to run away, and his eyes moved outside the house with her.

In the blink of an eye, the figure was gone. There are tidbits falling from the hibiscus outside the house. An Yang quietly looked at the tidbits outside the house and was silent.

The next day, if it weren't for Anyang to say, Shi Yiguang didn't know that it was his birthday at all. Anyang got up early and walked to the back kitchen.

The prince of a dignified country personally cooks and rolls longevity noodles for Shi Yiguang. Saying it will scare people out of their eyes. On the contrary, Shi Yiguang was comfortably lying on the bed with his feet facing the sky with his hips wide open, snoring, and sleeping peacefully.

I don't remember how long Shi Yiguang hadn't slept like this. From 9 to 5, he always got up to practice his sword before the end of the day, and he was always restrained in the Chu Palace.

When did he lie on the bed swaggering like this, snoring, no matter what year or month, he slept like a dead pig.

On weekdays, a person who can be woken up by the sound of a birdsong under the eaves of the palace, but now he has to cover his head and sleep after calling a few times. Ban'er could only shake his head helplessly, turned around and walked into the back kitchen, ready to help the fairy grandfather.

It's just that the fairy grandfather has to get everything himself, and he doesn't even have to go through the burning firewood. Half a child could only turn around again, and then sat on the threshold of Shi Yiguang, listening to the unscrupulous snoring in the house, while touching the little black dog beside him. Looking at the increasingly blue sky in a daze.

Shi Yiguang forgot how long it had been since he had slept and woke up naturally. It seems that since I left Ramie Village, I haven't slept so well.

Shi Yiguang was wearing a white undershirt and underwear, his chest that had been wrapped all day was not tied, and he was slightly convex and held up the underwear with the delicate appearance of his little daughter.

She ran her hair behind her and yawned as she walked out the door. The water in the courtyard tank was still rippling with fine ripples, Shi Yiguang scooped up a little and washed his face, refreshed for a while.

It's the height of summer, and even if it's early in the morning, I don't feel cold when I only wear a shirt. The oncoming wind only makes people feel cool and comfortable.

"Where's Anyang?" Shi Yiguang propped himself up next to the water tank, looked at Ban'er who was sitting under the eaves and asked.

Ban'er stared at Shi Yiguang's chest and didn't move.

In order to dress up as a man, Shi Yiguang's hair was cut. Just past the shoulders and backs. Bundled up is just like an ordinary man.

Half of the servant Shi Yiguang is limited to the usual serving of tea and water, but he has not had a good time dressing and bunching his hair.

"What are you looking at?" Shi Yiguang looked at the motionless eyes that were staring at his chest for a while, and hugged his chest.

She never told Ban'er about her identity.

Ban'er looked at Shi Yiguang, who was holding his chest, and looked up at Shi Yiguang: "Why are your chest muscles so big?" ”

Shi Yiguang, who was still thinking about how to answer in his mind, rolled his eyes when he heard this: "I practice swords every day, if I don't have any chest muscles at all." How can you kill people with a knife when you go to the battlefield when the time comes? ”

Ban'er looked down, looked at his chest, and sighed. raised his head again and looked at Shi Yiguang: "Show me your chest." ”

Shi Yiguang was scooping up the cold water and drinking, and squirted it out.

She tilted her head, and her eyes glared at her, and her half-innocent appearance softened again.

"Why?"

Ban'er looked at Shi Yiguang, his eyes fell on Shi Yiguang's chest again, and his face was entangled: "I just think it's a little strange to be big." ”

This chick. Shi Yiguang sighed, turned around and put down the scoop in his hand, and said leisurely: "You forgot that I am a peach?" With that, he turned his head and smiled at the half-obscene yin.

Half of the child trembled, his body trembled, looking at Shi Yiguang's obscene appearance, his scalp suddenly went numb. Glaring, he turned his head to look out of the courtyard.

An Yang came out of the stove room with a handful of noodles in his hand. There is still a little white powder stuck to his body and hands.

Shi Yiguang walked to Ban'er and sat down, and saw An Yang walking out with his face up.

"Anyang, what are you doing?" While blowing the wind of the summer morning, she looked at An Yang and asked.

An Yang walked up to Shi Yiguang with his face up, and sat down with his body down: "Didn't you forget your birthday today?" ”

Shi Yiguang suddenly looked at the face in An Yang's hand: "You did it for me personally?" ”

An Yang didn't answer, but only picked up the bamboo chopsticks in his hand: "Come, taste it." ”

Shi Yiguang opened his mouth to take it, and ate it until it tasted genuine. The elbows of the half-man sitting next to him began to push his waist and shoulders.

Shi Yi's bare ass moved farther away from Ban'er, and then followed Anyang next to him closer: "Ouch, good, let's have another one." ”

An Yang's gaze swept over the outside of the courtyard, and he quickly raised his eyebrows, picked up another noodle and gently handed it to Shi Yiguang's mouth. Shi Yiguang opened his mouth to eat, and the strength of his waist was greater.

Shi Yiguang frowned, grabbed Ban'er's elbow with his backhand, sucked the noodles into his mouth with a 'snort', and turned his head in satisfaction and shouted: "Ban'er, have you had your elbow pumping?" ”

As he spoke, he chewed the noodles in his mouth, and the words he said were a little slurred because there was something in his mouth. After finishing speaking, he raised his eyes and saw Xiong Zhang, who was standing outside the courtyard with a black face, and Yu Gongyang, who followed behind without saying a word.

Shi Yiguang's gaze touched Xiong Zhang, who was black-faced, and the look of satisfaction on his face was also stagnant.

"What are you doing here?" She swallowed the noodles in her mouth, looked at Xiong Zhang and asked.

"Excuse me?" Xiong Zhang stood outside the courtyard, looked at Shi Yiguang and said coldly. His eyes swept over An Yang behind him like a knife.

Because Shi Yiguang turned his body to face the outside of the courtyard, he turned his back to Anyang. An Yang still had a gentle smile on his face, and in Xiong Zhang's knife that was almost about to insert a dead man's eye, he calmly picked a bamboo chopstick in his hand and put the noodles in his mouth.

"Yes, it's not bad." An Yang's gaze swept over Xiong Zhang, and he looked back at Shi Yiguang's side face.

As he spoke, he handed the bowl in his hand to Shi Yiguang.

Shi Yiguang looked at the black face standing outside the courtyard and the face that could drip ink, and naturally took the noodles handed by Anyang: "Is there something wrong?" ”

"It's okay, I can't come?" Xiong Zhang walked to the courtyard gate, raised his eyes and swept to Ban'er.

Ban'er is not Anyang, and was swept away by Xiong Zhang's gaze with a knife, and suddenly softened his legs. He could only turn his head and look at Shi Yiguang as if asking for help.

Shi Yiguang held the noodles handed by An Yang. Seeing Xiong Zhang's sudden words with his black face and yin and yang weirdness, his heart was suddenly blocked, and he didn't even want to eat noodles.

She raised her hand towards the courtyard door. Ban'er got up and ran towards the gate of the courtyard to open the door for Xiong Zhang.

Shi Yiguang's good mood in the morning was also blocked by the inexplicable black-faced Xiong Zhang, so he handed the noodles he took in his hand to Anyang.

An Yang raised his eyes, looked at Xiong Zhang, who was also staring at him viciously when Ban'er walked in, took Shi Yiguang's noodles, took another bite, and then frowned, and looked back at Shi Yiguang: "It's a little cold." Eat quickly, the wind is cool and fast. ”

Shi Yiguang sighed irritably, took the noodles handed by Anyang, and ate them with a bamboo chopstick.

"Is there anything wrong with coming to me early in the morning?" Shi Yiguang chewed the noodles while looking at Xiong Zhang, who walked in front of him with a darker face, and asked dissatisfiedly.