Chapter 35

Young Master Mi had just fallen asleep, and Mi Mu Xu Tangli came to the door.

She was very worried that Young Master Mi would do something stupid.

It is not about suicide, but about "sleeping" with Zhang He.

Xu Tangli knew that her son was obedient and had never disobeyed her once since she was a child.

But this time the attitude was extremely resolute.

If you are not married, you will not marry.

Xu Tangli followed the guidance of the magic weapon to Liao Poppy's small building, and found that Young Master Mi was almost so angry that he had a brain congestion when he was lying in someone's arms.

looked carefully, and found that it was Liao Poppy who was holding Young Master Mi in the dark, so he didn't lose his temper and roared.

After making sure that Young Master Mi had not lost his innocence, Xu Tangli retreated to the gate of the courtyard, pretending to have just arrived, looking very haggard, as if he hadn't slept well for a few nights.

She had already thought of a solution when she came.

She rang the doorbell.

Mi Ranchun opened the door, and when he saw Xu Tangli, he was in a trance for a few seconds, he looked at the haggard Xu Tangli, and felt extremely guilty and uneasy.

"Mother promised you that as long as you still like him after you come back from study, you will marry, and I will not object again. Xu Tangli sighed.

She didn't know what ecstasy soup the Zhang family kid poured into her sweetheart.

actually made Young Master Mi, who has been extremely proud since he was a child, willing to marry him and be a little second wife.

"Don't let your mom down. Xu Tangli smiled gently.

Five or six years is enough time to make an unforgettable love deteriorate.

Xu Tangli understands that she also has an unforgettable first love. is so sweet, when parting, it is like digging out the heart and lungs, cutting the flesh.

The full moon hung high in the sky, and the faint moon was like water, Mi Ranchun hugged Xu Tangli tightly and kept apologizing to her, saying that she shouldn't be angry and sad. He cried very sadly, in addition to guilt, but also moved, feeling happy and sweet for having such a mother, and thinking that he was the luckiest child in the world.

"It's okay, good, mom is not sad, don't cry, crying is not good-looking, people will laugh at it. Xu Tangli sighed in her heart, and kept stroking and patting Mi Ranchun's back.

In the dead of night in the countryside, the sound of frogs can be heard in the fields.

After a long time, Young Master Mi broke into tears and smiled, and the smile was so beautiful that the moonlight dimmed a little.

There is only a mother in the world.

Of course, Brother Zhang is also very good.

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Ningcheng International Airport.

In front of the boarding ladder of a dark silver private jet, Young Master Mi and Zhang He wrapped scarves around each other.

Master Mi's scarf is pink, and there are two little pigs, two mandarin ducks and various innocent and cute patterns on it.

Zhang He sent it very ordinary, like silver silk weaving, but it was extremely soft and warm.

"Brother Zhang, I will miss you abroad, and you should always think about me. Mi Ran Chun lifted the short hair in front of Zhang He's forehead, stood on tiptoe, and imprinted the soft, bright red lips like rose petals on his forehead. For a moment, Zhang He felt as if his heart was being blown by a spring breeze.

After the young master finished kissing, he immediately turned around, and after climbing the first step, he turned around again, kissed Zhang He's forehead again, and attacked Zhang He.

After the kiss, Master Mi regressed step by step. She was afraid to stop and was reluctant to leave.

Xu Tangli, who was sitting by the window, had a gloomy face that was about to drip, and she couldn't stand the exchange of scarves, let alone kissing her forehead and eyebrows, and kissing her twice!

She felt that her child was "defiled" and dirty!

If Xu Tangli is not there, Young Master Mi may really be unable to help but kiss Zhang He.

In the past few days, Xu Tangli has been very strict with Young Master Mi, it is okay to leave early, but it is not allowed to return late, and he must go home before ten o'clock.

"Ran Chun, I want to explain something to you. Zhang He suddenly said loudly, full of anger and sonorous power.

In the distance, planes take off and land, submerge into the clouds, fall off the airport, pedestrians are in a hurry or leisurely, and couples are separated at the airport, going their separate ways.

Mi Ranchun looked back at the last step, she looked at Zhang He, her eyes were shining, and the autumn wind blew the scarf and black hair around her neck.

"I've always wanted to explain to you. ”

"When I was a child, one day, you cried and asked me why I didn't give you roses. ”

Mi Ran Chun was stunned.

In her memory, Zhang He rarely gave flowers, but until now, she doesn't know why.

Xu Tangli looked at Zhang He coldly.

Isn't it poverty? Poverty is the original sin!

"You asked me that day, and I didn't answer, and you scolded me, saying that I didn't care about you, that I forgot, but you know that I won't forget, and that although I am poor, I won't save that money. ”

Young Master Mi's eyelashes fluttered, she knew that he would not forget, the reason why she scolded him and asked him if he had forgotten.

It's her who is afraid that she is not important to him.

Slight enough not to deserve a rose. He gives himself one flower, which is better than a hundred and thousands of flowers for others.

But he loves her so much, don't talk about roses, he was even beaten all over his body to protect her, he regarded her as more important than himself.

As soon as she had tears in her eyes, he would immediately turn around in a hurry, and keep asking her what was wrong with her.

"I was too young to answer, I couldn't describe the feeling in my heart, I didn't know how to tell you why I hated roses with their roots cut off, but now I've read more books, and it's okay. ”

Master Mi was silent.

"You asked me why I didn't give it to you, because I knew that sooner or later the rose that had been cut off from its rhizome would wither and decay, rot, and this ephemeral beauty distressed me. ”

"Its short life gives me a sense of unreality, and reminds me that only destruction and ruthlessness are real and eternal, the end of all things. ”

Young Master Mi was slightly stunned. She was really surprised.

"I believe that the rose I have given you will be cherished very much, and I don't want you to be sad and sad to see it wither, and I don't want you to be sullen, because you have been sentimental since childhood. ”

"When I was a child, even if I explained it to you clearly, you would definitely be angry, because if you didn't send it, you didn't send it, and if you don't obey the bun, you should be beaten. ”

Young Master Mi and Zhang He looked at each other.

After a long time, Master Mi's eyelashes were lowered, and he turned around and entered the cabin.

Sitting down by the window, Young Master Mi looked at Zhang He and showed a sweet smile.

"Goodbye, stupid bun, beat you a hundred times. ”

Young Master Mi spoke, but did not make a sound.

Zhang He understood her lips and smiled.

It's kind of a promise.

The silver-gray plane rose into the air, and soon disappeared into the billowing dark clouds of thunder and lightning.

After Zhang He stood at the airport for a while, he lowered his head and kissed the pink pig on the pink scarf.

He turned, and the moment his lifted foot fell, he vanished, silently, without the slightest sign or vision. The bear child in the terminal thought he had seen a ghost, kept pulling his parents' clothes, yelling, and was spanked in the ass.

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......

When Zhang He returned to the bamboo forest, he happened to see Ye Xiaoxue throwing a contract on the ground.

This is a contract for the transfer of Qixing Zicuo.

Night Howling Snow is too lazy to pay attention.

Ye Xiaoxue is a bit of a domineering girl, and her gentleness is human.

She didn't dare to be arrogant to her father-in-law Zhang Pingcheng and sister-in-law Ellen, but she didn't pay much attention to outsiders, even if she was a magician at the top of the world.

Nightwhining Snow is a magician, and it's not.

Within a hundred miles of Qixingzicuo, she is.

Her life, her soul and the Seven Stars have become one, and they are not separated from each other.

There is no only way in the world to enter a magician.

The breeze after the rain in the bamboo forest is refreshing.

The rain was supposed to continue for the rest of the day, but the night whistling snow swept away the dark clouds with a wave of his hand.

So at this moment, the Zhangjia Bamboo Sea is bathed in warm golden light, while Ningcheng, which is more than ten kilometers away, is covered with dark clouds and drizzle.

Ten steps in front of Ye Xiaoxue stood a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes, the man's eyes were blank, and he was dead and gray, like a puppet standing on a dead leaf.

Ye Xiaoxue wants to get an answer, and she has always searched for souls, because she is lazy.

Although she can continue to get up at 5 a.m. to make breakfast and cook Chinese medicine for Ellen all night for several years, she is really not an active and hardworking person in her bones.

She can get up earlier than a chicken, regardless of cold or summer, because she likes Zhang He and wants to marry her beloved Brother Zhang, that's all.

"Mr. Zhang, please help me lick my feet. Nightwhistling Snow lifted a leg.

Zhang He's face is black, his baby wife has really ingested too much strange knowledge on the Internet.

"Mr. Zhang, now, right away, don't you like to lick my feet the most?"

The night whistling snow sitting on the rattan chair twisted the snow white in the air, and the skin was tender enough to see the green feet like a baby.

Zhang He ignored it, half-knelt down and picked up Ye Xiaoxue from the rattan chair, "Don't make trouble." ”

"What, is Mr. Zhang going to violate me in front of people?" Ye Xiaoxue said with a crisp smile, like an unruly and beautiful demon girl who loves to play games in the world.

"Xiao Feng, what's wrong with you? ”

Ye Xiaoxue rolled her eyes, tilted her head, and put her fingers on her chin with a thoughtful expression, and then smiled. I don't know what she thought in just a few seconds.

"Okay, I'm tired, take me back to the bamboo house, I'll help you get rid of the dryness and go to the fire. ”

Zhang He ignored the stiff and godless middle-aged man, and walked up the mountain step by step with Ye Xiaoxue in his arms. I've already figured out the posture I'm going to use later.

Along the way, Zhang He talked and laughed at the snow, completely leaving the middle-aged man behind.

Nightshade Snow is not the kind person who is overly kind.

Others don't care about her feelings, and she doesn't care about anything.

She hates those who are too kind and soft-hearted.

Obviously, there is no power of King Kong, and there is no thunderous means to suppress evil and domineering, but there is a weak bodhisattva heart.

After Ye Xiaoxue left, it was not until dusk that the man in the bamboo forest staggered like a walking corpse, his eyes were blank, and he walked out of the bamboo forest like a zombie.

Step by step, from the bamboo forest to the city, the moment I walked to the door of my house, I fell down as if my bones had been broken.

His wife panicked and rushed to the hospital.

But when the man woke up, he said that he didn't remember anything, he forgot everything, he didn't know where he had gone, what he was going to do, and he looked down and muttered to himself like a mentally ill person.

At night, a mage found the man, but he didn't ask about the man's physical condition, and he scolded and scolded him, "You can't do it if you want to get a Zhangjia Reservoir, it's really a waste of waste." ”

After saying that, the mage flew out of the window and flew towards Qixing Zicuo.

Half an hour later, a puddle of "blood-red mud" fell from the sky and smashed onto the brightly lit lawn of the hospital.

When the security guard cautiously stepped forward, repeated and carefully observed, and found that it was a person, he let out a scream like killing a pig, and the screams resounded throughout the hospital.

The king-rank mage, all the bones of his hands and feet were twisted and tied together as ropes, and his cultivation was completely wasted, and he was forced to amputate his limbs.

No matter what you ask, you don't know what to ask, your eyes are dull, you just shake your head and shake your head, crazy.

At night, an angry little nurse put a sign on the lawn, "No throwing objects from high altitudes".