And in the Jindu Wine Inn, with the door slowly walked a pale face stained with frost, when he stared at the empty bamboo and wood chair at the door, Guo Jing, who was standing at the square table with blank eyes and fell asleep, also rubbed his forehead and woke up, looking at the extremely luxurious chessboard on the table and the empty hall beside him, he couldn't help but look around. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

When Guo Jing saw Yang Tiexin's appearance, his face changed suddenly, and he quickly ran to his side and said urgently: "Uncle Yang~, what's wrong with you~!" ”

"It's okay~, Jing'er~!" Listening to the caring and nervous voice of his brother and nephew, Yang Tiexin only felt that his cold and stiff body was instantly wrapped in warmth, patted Guo Jing's outstretched palm, shook his head, and continued: "It's just that the wind and snow were tight last night, so I just found a place to rest at random, didn't I rush back while the snow stopped!" ”

"Oh~!" Hearing this~, Guo Jing looked at the gradually noisy figures outside the door and nodded suddenly.

Before he could speak again, Yang Tiexin had already taken his arm and walked into the inn, and asked the doubts in his heart as he walked: "Jing'er~, why are you still standing here early in the morning and haven't gone to rest~!" ”

"Hmm~, Uncle Yang~ I don't know! It seems that after waking up, Jing'er saw that you just came back~! Guo Jing himself can't figure out the slightest bit about this question, let alone explain it!

As Guo Jing scratched his head and was confused, Yang Tiexin's eyebrows frowned slightly for a moment, and only when he swept to the bamboo and wood recliner in the middle of the courtyard did he have some understanding, then shook his head and sighed deeply, waved his hand and said: "It's okay~Jing'er, since that's the case~" Speaking of this, Yang Tiexin's tone was slightly sluggish, his eyes were slightly closed, and he paused before he continued: "Since that's the case~, let's go to Jiangnan after breakfast today to pursue your six teachers~!" ”

Although he just stood aside and watched for a moment, Yang Tiexin was already full of contentment at this time, his Yang family eventually had a bloodline descendant to be passed on to the world instead of having no roots and no queens, but he could let himself face the ancestors and ancestors after Jiuquan, what if he didn't recognize each other!

"I, Yang Tiexin, am just an old man in the countryside!" Thinking in his heart, Yang Tiexin sighed again and closed his eyes, as a father, he would not disturb his son's rich and glorious life no matter what, looking at the situation of his slaves supporting the left and guarding the right, the clothes and the noble posture, what qualifications do he have to recognize him!

There are no regrets, no sadness, only deep guilt on the weather-covered wrinkles.

The aura downstairs is a little dignified, Yang Tiexin sat quietly on the chair and stool after entering the house, closed his eyes and rested, Guo Jing was running back and forth in a hurry, wandering between the halls and the fire, observing the teapot from time to time, waiting for the water to boil, and upstairs was full of laughter and beautiful flowers.

Huang Rong leaned lightly on the edge of the window, looking at the small groups of boys and girls on the street who were giggling and playing, building snowmen and having snowball fights, and they were also smiling like flowers, brushing aside the green silk that had not yet been combed on the side of the willow eyebrows and directly touching the chest, and the little hands lightly surged out of the lips with the white gas, and slowly held the crystal white snow that fell and flew and stagnated in the window yesterday in the palm of her hand, and jumped lightly with her back hand and turned to the two girls who were dressing up at the dressing table and smiled and said: "Sister Nianci~, Sister Mochou~, guess what I am holding in my hand~?" ”

"Hmm~~" Mo Chou, the girl who was hanging her head and lightly wrapped in her corset, raised her head slightly when she heard the voice, and then shook her head: "Don't guess~, look at your little girl's quirky appearance, you know it's not a good thing~!" Ah~It's so annoying~, I have to wrap it for half a day every day, it's so uncomfortable! ”

"Hmph~!" Looking at Sister Mo Chou's depressed face when she spoke, Huang Rong couldn't help but snort, looked down at the slightly bulging belly pocket covered by the silk coat on her chest, and pouted even more, and then looked pitifully at Mu Nianci, who was sitting in front of the mirror on the dressing table, with thin eyebrows: "Woo~ Sister Nianci!" ”

Mu Nianci's fingers trembled slightly, and she had no choice but to turn Qingmei's face, she followed her father to the south and north, although she often combed the rivers and lakes, but she was not familiar with the rouge eyebrow pencil, usually she was Qingrong and plain face, this time she was instigated by the two girls, plus the curiosity of her daughter's family, she wanted to try it, and her mind floated the eyebrow pencil just raised and was interrupted by Rong'er, her pink lips were slightly bent and she waved her hand and said: "Sister Rong'er~, I think it's good to do this, or you don't need to draw your eyebrows~!" ”

"......" Huang Rong turned most of her attention to it at this time, looking at her chest, although it was not as conspicuous as Sister Mo Chou's, it was also slightly rounder than her own, and her delicate face was already decaying.

In just a moment, Huang Rong regained her clever smile and even the shallow wine on the side of her mouth was revealed, and she bent her body lightly with her little hands behind her back and said crisply: "Sister Nianci~, don't use it~, let Rong'er give you a thrush~!" ”

"Okay~" Mu Nianci didn't doubt her, and after thinking slightly, he turned his head and turned his back.

"Hee-hee~~" She didn't see the evil smile in the dark eyes of her trusted sister Rong'er, and the snowball in her hand that was divided into two parts at some point.

"Snowball fight~!"

"Ah~!"

With Huang Rong's strange cry when she walked behind Mu Nianci with her back hand, the two girls couldn't help but let out a coquettish cry, and when they turned around, they just saw a little girl lying on the soft bed quilt with her chest in her hand.

"Hee-hee~haha! Sister Nianci~Sister Mochou, isn't it cold~"

"Hiss~~" The girl Mo Chou stroked the wet ice and snow on her chest and couldn't help but stare at Xiu: "What do you say~, Rong'er girl~ Sister remembers you today~, this is what I wrapped for half a day, and now it's good~ I'm going to get it again!" ”

Huang Rong heard the wine and laughed even louder: "Hehe~, it's okay Sister Mochou, I'll do it later~, but was it startled just now?" Whew~ My hands are still cold! Hee-hee~! ”

"Hmph~~" The girl Mo Chou snorted lightly and slowly reached out to wipe off the crystal ice and snow on her chest that had not yet melted, and then glanced at the snowy scene outside the window, and a malicious smile rose on her face: "Sister Nianci~, since Sister Rong'er asked us if it was cold, then as sisters, we should let her try what it feels like~!" ”

Mu Nianci, who was stroking her chest, heard the girl's Mo Chou's words, and swept her eyes over Huang Rong, who was lying on the bed with her head slightly tilted and her face frightened, and raised her head with a smile, and said softly in a crisp voice: "Okay~!" ”

"Ah~Don't, two sisters~, Rong'er knows it's wrong~Don't~!" Looking at their movements and slowly approaching their bodies, Huang Rong, who was smiling just now, instantly turned into a little white rabbit and screamed in horror, and her body quickly got into the soft quilt.

"Sister Nianci~, give~ you take this big one!"

"Hehe~ Thank you, Sister Mochou!"

As the crisp sound of the two girls entered her ears, Huang Rongjiao's body, who listened from time to time with her ears pricked up in the bedding, trembled slightly, and her mouth also shouted in panic: "Don't, don't~, woo wow~ Rong'er knows it's wrong, and she won't dare next time~, Sister Nianci~ Sister Mochou, Rong'er knows that you are the best, let go of your sister today~!" ”

"Hmph~, Rong'er~ I know it's wrong now, but it's a pity ~ it's too late!" Listening to her frightened and frightened voice in her ears, Mo Chou, a girl who had just pulled out a large area of ice and snow from the window, couldn't help but laugh and hummed softly, and then her waist was slightly bent and her empty left hand quickly grabbed the corner of the quilt, and she shouted urgently: "Sister Nianci~ Hurry up, let Rong'er, this girl, try to be cool or not~!" ”

"Hehe~~" Mu Nianci shook her head and smiled, but she grabbed a large piece of ice and snow and stretched it out of the gap in the futon without the slightest hesitation.

As soon as it was contaminated, Huang Rong screamed complainingly: "Don't~, ah~cool~cool!" Don't want it~ Sister Nianci, it's so icy~! Woo~I can't stand it~! ”

"Hehe~, it's okay~ Rong'er, Sister Nianci's is used up, my hatred hasn't been hugged by you yet!"

"Wow~ It's cold and cold, two sisters~ Rong'er knows it's wrong~, spare me~ I'm so pitiful! I'm going to catch a cold later~, woo woo~ I'm sick! ”

Listening to Rong'er's pitiful voice begging for mercy, Mu Nianci's heart was soft and she was about to stop, but the girl Mo Chou took the ice and snow in her hand, waved her hand casually and said: "It's okay~, Sister Nianci, this ghostly little girl pretends~, with her current body, I don't know how difficult it is to get sick~, besides~, even if you catch a cold, that stinky man must have a way to cure it!" (To be continued.) )