The boy and girl in the mountains, living deep in the mountains, don't ask about the red dust, but they seem to be in the red dust all the time.

Because there is water in the mountain, on the water side, there is a corner of the thatched hut, deciduous trees, and two persimmon trees.

Miao Miao's cooking smoke is exactly the flavor of the world, and there are thousands of red dust.

The young Protoss Chengfeng was chopping wood, he sniffed lightly, and the young and handsome face suddenly became bitter, and said in his heart, what kind of trouble did this little aunt and grandmother make today, and she was actually in charge of cooking again.

His face was like a vegetable, and he looked like life was worse than death.

It should have been an extremely exciting, exciting, and desirable thing for that beautiful woman to be able to wash her hands and make soup.

As early as half a year ago, this adult had a whim, hugged his chest and watched the flower spirit girl under his hand chopping vegetables and cooking, and he also had a mind.

It's just that one day, when the hot pot was baked, no lucky person could taste the food cooked by this adult, and they were completely crushed by the shocking smell.

For three days in a row, the flowers and trees in the mountains were dying, and it should have been the season of transformation, but it was actually forced out of the demons by the exquisite cooking skills of this adult, and he was closed for several months before he was able to get out of the shadows.

Don't talk about the souls of others, but Cheng Feng saw that this adult saw that no one dared to eat the food she cooked, so he hooked his fingers and tasted the juice without self-awareness.

That night, the mysterious and dignified Lord Si Yun chatted with her persimmon tree all night.

The persimmons, which others couldn't even touch, had not yet grown fertile at that time, but she picked them all and ate them all, without even spitting out the skin.

At that time, Chengfeng could be very sure that this adult was going crazy.

It's crazy and it's very original.

Since then, even though she has been quite interested in the art of cooking, she is also very measured, not touching or touching, just holding her arms, lazily and enviously watching the girls in charge of the cooking spoon, and never making the terrible request to try it herself.

Chengfeng's thoughts drifted away, unable to control his breath, and inhaled the strange smell wafting in a little.

In an instant, he felt two thick and powerful chopsticks pierce deep into his nostrils, choking his tears and snot, and crying for help in his heart.

What kind of crazy is this, saying that the sealing knife no longer involves the kitchen, how can an adult talk without words?

The corners of his mouth twitched as he looked at the woman in red under the smoke of the wooden window, and the red-clothed official robe of the bronzing flying fish was as good as new.

The three thousand inky green silk was not draped over the shoulders as usual, but braided a long braid, the long hair braided over the waist hung down in front of the right shoulder, and a red rope was tied at the end of the braid, and a delicate silver bell was knotted on the rope.

Such a light and agile dress has never been seen before, even if there is no emotion in the eyes that contain this eternal night when she bows her head to wash the vegetables at this moment.

But when the mist brushed his face, there was a crystal drop of water on the tip of his white nose

, there is an illusion that the years are quiet.

She lifted her eyes, her gaze as deep and mysterious as ever, and she only glanced at him lightly, then withdrew her gaze and sideways took a basket of freshly steamed drunken chicken on the stove.

The taste is still as unflattering as ever.

But she didn't seem to realize this at all, threw the sliced radish into the thick soup, and said lightly, "I have a guest visiting today." ”

Cheng Feng glanced at the dishes prepared under her hand, and with difficulty spit out the disgusting air flow in her chest, her throat was hoarse, her Adam's apple was wriggling uncontrollably, and she said with a little sympathy: "What kind of hatred do you have between this guest and your adult?"

Although I am very shocked that since the establishment and growth of Johor Bahru, this mountain has never welcomed foreign visitors, and there are always people who visit, and they are all foreign enemies, and they are all solved by her domineering.

As soon as the visitor said it, it was the first time.

Shangguan Tang raised his eyes lightly and glanced at him.

Cheng Feng suddenly stiffened his back, his heart was cold, and he didn't dare to continue to joke, so he hurriedly said, "Then I'll make tea." ”

"You don't have to make tea, it's for adults, go get some sherbet and fresh milk. ”

"Fruit dew...... Fresh milk ......" The corners of Chengfeng's mouth twitched, isn't this for those young flower spirits in the mountains who are just turned into spirits and ignorant to drink.

"Hmm. ”

At that time, the morning breeze entered the room and lifted the rope bell on the long braid of her black hair.

She smiled slightly: "Little guy, isn't that what a child should drink?"

Looking at her smile that was as light as water, but inexplicably a little doting, somehow, Chengfeng actually had such an illusion in his heart: Adults should have given birth to an illegitimate child outside and are coming back, right?

An illegitimate child did not wait.

He waited for two teenagers.

Looking at the two teenagers who were ten meters away from each other, he rolled his eyes angrily, and his heart was really sick.

At this moment, it was falling lonely drizzle, but the young man who was the leader did not use an umbrella around his waist.

The one in the back is even more strange, and it is clear that there is a faint aura and power in his body that makes him a god clan, and in the face of this small rain, he is helpless, and he is drenched into a soup chicken.

The soap boots on a white background and black face stepped through the wooden door and opened, and the rain in the sky stopped.

She was holding a pot of pigeon soup in her hand at the moment, and when she saw the two people coming from the forest, her eyebrows were slightly raised, and she had clearly expected it, but she made a look of surprise: "Rare guest." ”

Wu Ying had a cold face, and her blood pupils were as cold and arrogant as before, and her eyes were empty.

She looked left and right twice, and then silently hid her little figure behind a tree, leaving a black hem to float there.

Shangguan Tang put down the heat in his hand

Tang, looking at the hem of the clothes, blinked: "What is this?"

Ling Tiansu looked back and saw this scene, and the look on his face also fell, and he didn't seem to be in a very good mood, and said after snorting coldly: "It's nothing, it's just using the most fierce expression, doing the most cowardly thing, don't care about her." ”

Shangguan Tang said in his heart, before you say you don't have to worry about her, can you take your eyes back first.

Who did this arrogant temperament learn from?,It's too bad.。

"I didn't. Wu Ying poked out half of his pale little face from behind the big tree at that moment, and retorted very seriously.

Ling Tiansu snorted, the red paper umbrella swirled on his fingertips, and he didn't speak.

In the forest valley, there were countless teenagers and girls poking their heads out and looking at these two strange guests with strange eyes.

I really don't understand why these two people can silently break the ban in the mountains.

It was clear that the aura exuding from them was not strong, at least...... There is no sense of oppression from the aura of the gods who came down the mountain to crusade against them.

The golden shimmer that broke through the clouds warmly shone on Shangguan Tang's beautiful face.

Her gaze leisurely swirled back and forth between the two of them, then lowered her eyebrows with interest, pulled out a bamboo chair and sat down, her white and slender fingers flexed, and she gently tapped the table with her knuckles.

"Have you eaten?"

Ling Tiansu's eyes quickly swept over the freshly steamed food on the table, and said very calmly, "I've eaten it." ”

Shangguan Tang snorted coldly.

Wu Ying frowned, really didn't understand why he was lying.

After half a pillar of incense, when Wu Ying took the first mouthful of dried beans with a blue face, he finally understood why he was lying.

She silently put down the chopsticks in her hand with a blue face, covered her lips, and only felt her stomach twitch violently, and suddenly felt that the ghost Lan flail spell was nothing more than that.

Ling Tiansu sat on the side of the table, looking at her with his hands on his chest, looking like he was out of the way.

Shangguan Tang carefully picked the dish with chopsticks, looked at Wu Ying with dark eyes, and asked, "How?"

Under Cheng Feng's shocked and admiring gaze, she swallowed the desperate taste in her mouth, and slowly squeezed out two words with a pale face: "Disgusting." ”

Ling Tiansu's eyebrows trembled, and he quietly took the wooden pot and poured fresh milk.

Shangguan Tang looked at her with deep eyes, and hummed meaningfully: "Although you begged him to stay recklessly last night, this reaction was inevitably too fast." ”

Ling Tiansu's wrist flicked, and fresh milk was drenched on the back of his hand.

There was a loud movement, and the bamboo chair sitting under Wu Ying's buttocks tripped the moment she got up, and she only felt that her qi and blood were surging up, and she was so annoyed that she couldn't do it, and her pale skin suddenly forced out a layer of rouge as light as thin Xuan.