Plates of steaming dishes were served on the table, and for a moment the small table became crowded, and the tables were filled with dishes rubbing shoulders together.

Coincidentally, Xiaoyao just went down the mountain to buy fresh vegetables and fruits this afternoon, and he was going to eat them for a few more days, but it didn't come to pass, but it was a cheap meal for Zhang Haomin.

Although during the days in the sect, Zhang Haomin ate Chunyilou almost three meals a day, and his mouth was also very picky, but in the face of such a sumptuous dish, he was still swallowed and spittled on.

The only thing he regretted was the roast chicken that had been gnawed and only the chicken rack was left, and the few pieces of meat seemed to tell the ferocity of the wolf with more meat and less meat.

A few people chatted while eating, as if Zhang Haomin had never left, and everyone sat around the table and enjoyed themselves.

Zhang Haomin gave a thumbs up and praised Xiaoyao as a good cook with quite good skills.

In the face of this praise and praise, Xiaoyao touched the back of his neck quite embarrassedly, and smiled hehe.

Qiu Gong Rules, ignoring them, took the opportunity to grab the meat from the plate and feasted on it.

It's just that he pity Liu Zhi, as if he was trapped by the plate of vegetables in front of him, and the chopsticks never crossed the Lei Chi half a step.

And the only girl among them was light and soft, and at some point she was drunk with water, and her cheeks were flushed, like a ripe peach.

At this time, she was holding her cheeks and looking at Zhang Haomin infatuatedly, not seeing her for many days, her stomach full of careful thoughts and complaints, all of which became her daughter red under the thick thoughts.

If tenderness can burn people like fire, then Zhang Haomin at this time is afraid that he has already been roasted to the outside and tender inside.

With the chatter and jokes, the laughter in the room could not be silenced for a long time, and the atmosphere was gradually heating up, even the wind outside became much softer, and the candle flame was quiet.

After a gust of wind and clouds, the table that was originally full of delicacies was now swept away, and this was the result of Zhang Haomin's mercy.

It's not early, looking up at the starry sky in the sky, I don't know when it was polished, and the stars that were originally hidden and ashamed to see people were also revealed one by one.

Whenever it was time to clean up after eating, Qiu Gongshou couldn't find anyone, and this time there was still no exception.

However, if the master runs away, he can't run the apprentice, so Liu Zhi naturally becomes the existence that is being oppressed, but fortunately he enjoys it.

Light rain gently held Zhang Haomin's arm and pulled him to go out to see the stars, as if it was getting cooler today, especially at night, it was even more involuntarily shivering.

But he couldn't be stubborn, Zhang Haomin had to carry two stools and sit in the courtyard with Qingyurou.

The two of them never spoke, one fell into the honey pot, his head was full of small pink bubbles, and the other remembered one night, and was suddenly embarrassed, and was thinking about what reason to use to get out.

After the pots and pans were cleaned, Xiaoyao and Liu Zhi glanced at each other, with an uncontrollable smile in their eyes. Blowing out the lights, the two tiptoed around the two in the courtyard.

Hearing the footsteps, Zhang Haomin instinctively turned his head to look, and happened to look at the gloating Xiaoyao.

So, Zhang Haomin hurriedly cast a look at Xiaoyao for help, but Xiaoyao refused extremely cruelly, turned around indifferently, and left without looking back.

The wind blew gently, and the clouds were so thin that they could not cover the moon, so that the bright moonlight shattered to the ground. The crickets in the grass outside the courtyard were shouting, but they were pitiful for their singing, and no one appreciated it.

I don't know how long the two have been sitting against each other like this, so that half of Zhang Haomin's arms have been numb.

The evening breeze blew the light rain and soft hair, which seemed to be scratching Zhang Haomin's face, and he shivered unconsciously, maybe he had been sitting for too long, and he had already felt a little cold.

Zhang Haomin was just about to propose that tonight's night viewing end here, but when he turned his head, he found that the light rain that had been snuggling on his shoulder didn't know when she fell asleep.

Light rain breathed very evenly, and she slept very soundly, Zhang Haomin patted her arm a few times, but she didn't react at all.

"Girl, wake up. ”

Zhang Haomin deliberately reached out and pinched her face, causing Qingyurou to frown slightly, but there was still no sign of waking up, which aroused Zhang Haomin's competitiveness.

But just when he was about to exert a little more force, the corners of his mouth that were grinning because of pinching his face slowly flowed out a silver thread, and dripped onto Zhang Haomin's clothes at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Huh. ”

With Zhang Haomin's disgust, Qingyurou's face was finally saved and escaped from his clutches. However, he also took the opportunity to rub the oil and gently rubbed her little face.

"It's a nice touch. ”

Light Yurou's face quickly began to turn red, but by the night, it was not exposed.

Because he couldn't wake her up, Zhang Haomin had to pick her up helplessly, he couldn't keep freezing outside, what if he caught a cold again.

The moment she was picked up by Zhang Haomin, Qingyurou almost exclaimed, but fortunately she stopped it in time, otherwise this dizzying happiness would probably be in vain.

She didn't expect that Zhang Haomin would pick herself up, so her heart was in turmoil for a while, and then what followed was that thick shame, so she hurriedly buried her head in Zhang Haomin's arms.

At this time, the excited heart was beating fast, and it was about to jump out of the throat. The cheeks are hot, from the root of the ears to the neck, the red is very beautiful, but it is a pity that this beauty is buried in the night.

Zhang Haomin hugged her and walked to the house, and in the mind of Qingyurou, who had nowhere to dissipate heat, she couldn't stop fantasizing, and all kinds of blushing pictures came to mind.

Even the two of them in their minds wore red robes, like a pair of newlywed Yan'er, and the husband hugged his delicate wife.

Light Yurou's originally well-proportioned breathing gradually became rapid, her long eyelashes couldn't stop trembling, and her teeth bit her lower lip, and she was charming for a while.

It's just that Mei Niang, who has all kinds of amorous feelings, just ran into Zhang Haomin's incomprehensible wood, and all she wanted was to get rid of this hot yam as soon as possible.

There was no moonlight in the room, it was extremely dark, and Zhang Haomin was holding Light Yurou in his arms, so he didn't have the time to hold the lamp at all, and groped forward completely by virtue of his impression.

Fortunately, my eyes gradually adapted to the darkness, and although I couldn't see specific things clearly, I could see the outlines of each one in general.

The bed was still in its original position, so Zhang Haomin walked over with a light rain, because he always wanted to get rid of the hot yam so that he could get out, so he walked in a hurry.

Especially with Light Rain in his arms, he couldn't see what was under his feet at all, so the consequences could be imagined, just a few steps away from the bed, he tripped over an unknown small object.

Fortunately, the bed was covered with a thick futon, and Qingyurou was not fallen, but despite this, she was also stiff and unable to move at this time.

Because at this moment, the two who fell down were close together by chance.

At this moment, time seems to be frozen, and everything around is also frozen. Qingyurou didn't expect happiness to come so suddenly, so that she didn't have time to prepare.

Qingyurou couldn't believe that all this was true, if it weren't for the fact that her lips could clearly feel the warmth of the other party's lips, she suspected that it was just a dream.

In addition to the excitement, Qingyurou's heart also felt extremely nervous, although she had been looking forward to that moment, but when all this was about to happen, she was still a little overwhelmed in her heart.

However, Zhang Haomin told her with facts and actions that she really thought too much.

When Zhang Haomin reacted, he hurriedly stood up, although the room was extremely dark, he couldn't see the light rain and soft reaction, but he could feel his heart.

It was an indescribable tingling sensation, like a barb that pierced deep into his heart, and an inexplicable sadness instantly swallowed him, and tears poured out like a bursting embankment.

Tears blurred his vision, but he didn't know why he felt so sad, he used to be inexplicably sad for some heart-warming moments of light rain, but he was not as painful as this time.

Zhang Haomin finally didn't care whether Qingyurou was lying in the quilt or not, but turned his head and left.

At this time, she was still full of anticipation, the little woman was full of light rain and softness, she didn't know what was going on, she was still waiting for the hungry tiger to pounce on food, but what she was waiting for was the sound of the door closing.

Zhang Haomin, who closed the door, gently patted the back of his head with his hand, and the wave of sadness gradually receded, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

He glanced up at the moon hanging high in the sky, and couldn't help but curse in his heart, why is the horse riding like this?

Just because of an accidental kiss, I have to bear such sadness, can I never kiss a girl again in this life? Could this be a curse from a single dog?

And the light rain in the room, full of enthusiasm was poured with a basin of cold water, and she suddenly felt extremely lost, sat up, and looked at Zhang Haomin's figure outside the door, her heart was full of flavors for a while.

However, she finally laughed happily, a little shy, it was really beautiful.

This is her first kiss, and it is Zhang Haomin, the sweetheart who "took the initiative" to kiss her, how could she not be excited.

The more Light Yurou thought about it, the more embarrassed she became, her cheeks began to become hot again, like a stove in the cold winter, and she hurriedly buried her head in the quilt, but she couldn't help but recall the touch just now in her mind.

Zhang Haomin, who was outside the door, couldn't understand why such an absurd and strange thing happened, where did this inexplicable sadness come from?

He couldn't figure it out, wiped his tears with his sleeve, and strode out of the small courtyard.