The dragon and phoenix fetus has always been a happy event that has been talked about. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Once you give birth, you have both children, which is a godsend.

Everyone looks forward to the dragon and phoenix fetus, but it is hard to find.

The man in white said that he and the Bingyan woman beside him were dragon and phoenix fetuses, which made people laugh.

The woman didn't say a word or smile, and only wore a plain Luo skirt, which was stunning in all directions.

If she is said to be a fairy who came down from the offering table, I am afraid that everyone will believe it.

But what about the man in white?

Smelling of wine, full of drunken laughter, nonsense, how can there be anything similar to her.

If they are dragon and phoenix fetuses, I am afraid that everyone will not believe it, and everyone will only laugh.

Although he is handsome, he is already old and beautiful, and he is only about twenty-eight years old.

The man in white is too old to be a son to the beggar, and the woman is too young to be a daughter to the beggar.

The two of them stood together, and if they were father and daughter, they were right.

This must be another nonsense of his, who would believe it?

He also saw that Liu Chunjia didn't believe it, so he reluctantly added: "I said before that I was anxious about revenge, so I was a little anxious." ”

Does he think this kind of thing can convince others to believe it?

Liu Chunjia looked at the Bingyan woman and said softly: "Sister, I want to hear what you say in person." ”

The woman smiled brightly at Liu Chunjia, stepped on the wind, and jumped out of the roof of the thatched hut, leaving no words.

With a long sigh, the man in white smiled bitterly: "It's just because I'm in a hurry that she has always refused to call me brother." ”

"So, Mei Xiaoyan. The man in white no longer laughed back at Liu Chunjia, and said lightly: "Other things have nothing to do with you, my mother is not your mother, and my home is not your home, it is better for you to take your junior sister to wander the world." ”

With that, he walked to the door of the casino.

was stopped by the sword wind, Mei Xiaoyan's sword wind.

"Where are you going?"

After being stunned, the man in white sighed lightly: "Where else can I go? ”

"I'll go too. ”

"Huh?" The man in white was shocked when he heard this, and looked at Mei Xiaoyan in disbelief: "My hatred, what does it have to do with you, what are you making a fuss about?"

"Whether what you say is true or not, whether the beggar is my mother or not, she raised me and taught me, which is a great kindness. Mei Xiaoyan's eyes were resolute and could not be refused: "Her hatred is my hatred." ”

"What about your junior sister?" the man in white hurriedly asked, with a concerned sentence: "Is your hatred also her hatred?"

This question, Mei Xiaoyan said in a deep voice, looking at Liu Chunjia, it was clearly full of pity.

When he couldn't answer, Chun Jia walked up to him and turned his head to look at the man in white: "We don't believe every word you say at all, and after taking revenge, I hope you can respect your promise and dare to confront us to go to the master." ”

Chunjia, why do you want to fight with me in the cold wind?

Mei Xiaoyan wanted to say something, but Chun Jia took him by the hand and took him out of the hut together.

The autumn night is cool, the wine is frosty, and the moon is lonely.

One cup after another, I can't quench my heart.

Open the window, let the cold wind slowly, and blow half a lifetime of residual dreams.

Mei Xiaoyan was drunk, but Liu Chunjia was not persuaded.

Let him indulge, let the tears be hot.

The night wind destroyed the wine, and when Mei Xiaoyan fell asleep, the tears in the corners of her eyes were still dry.

Looking at him, I wanted to wipe away his tears.

Residual tears, easy to wipe away, hatred, how to wipe away?

I don't know how long I looked at him, in the fog, the starry eyes were also wet.

The wind is still there, chilling Chunjia's heart, it's time to close the window and go.

When Chunjia raised her head, she saw the man in white sitting on the window.

I have a wise ear that listens to all sounds, but I don't know when he came.

Could it be that the heartache is masking the ear sound?

The man in white also had wine in his hand, drunk with the night.

If he can sneak in silently, he must have a handsome light skill.

Mei Xiaoyan is drunk, if he hurts people, Liu Chunjia is just a lamb to be slaughtered.

She was afraid, but she still took two steps and covered Mei Xiaoyan's figure with her thin and delicate body.

"Why are you following us?"

"That's a good question. The man in white took a sip of wine and smiled back to Chunjia: "Miss, have you forgotten? The silver tickets I won today were given to Miss, and I am penniless now, so if I don't follow you, how can I eat, drink and sleep?"

I can't hear whether he is good or evil in his words, but I am afraid that he will be drunk and have evil intentions.

Chun Jia touched the sword on the table, grasped the hilt of the sword firmly with her small hand, frowned and said, "If you are a gentleman, you should not enter other people's rooms at night." ”

"Justified, justified. Looking at the sword in Chunjia's hand, the man in white nodded again and again, and asked rhetorically: "If I enter the boudoir at night, the young lady can scold me for being a prodigal son of an adulterer, but if I enter the man's room at night, I am afraid that I will not be able to bear this infamy." Speaking of this, the man in white glanced at Chunjia up and down, and muttered to himself: "Unmarried eldest girl, if she stays in the man's room in the middle of the night, what should she be scolded for?"

His self-talk made Chun Jia's face flush, and she was speechless for a while.

When she lowered her head, she thought that the person who couldn't abide by the etiquette seemed to be her.

Maybe he was afraid that he would say too much, the man in white took another sip of wine, no longer embarrassed Chunjia, and said: "From tomorrow onwards, you will follow me, but I have no money, and all the expenses will be borne by you." ”

A person who can casually give someone 500,000 taels of silver, but keeps saying that he has no money.

From his mouth, will he never hear a word of truth?

"If you want the ticket back, I'll give it back to you at once. Chun Jia's little hand didn't dare to leave the hilt of the sword, frowned, and said slightly: "Let's go our separate ways." ”

With two words, the man in white laughed, and he even choked on the wine.

"Money is only useful for me when I buy wine. The man in white wiped the tears of laughter, and teased Chunjia again: "Even if I have no shame, I won't ask women for money." ”

After telling a joke, the man in white sank his complexion, looked at Chun Jia seriously, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Miss really wants to go her own way with me?"

Lowered his eyebrows and replied to him: "Why are we going on the same road with you?"

"White lotus in the mud pond, canoe in a thousand seas, half face makeup. The man in white read the three names lightly, and smiled softly: "If Mei Xiaoyan still wants to take revenge, she must find out the whereabouts of these three people, perhaps, there will be no results in ten or eight years." ”

He's right.

In the vast sea of people, it is difficult to find in the crowd.

The three of them are all former masters of the rivers and lakes, the big hidden can be hidden in the world, and the small hidden can be hidden in the mountains and forests.

Today's meteors in the blue sky, silver flowers on rainy nights, and flying fish in the mixed river are easy to find, because they opened one of the most famous casinos to gather wealth.

As the man in white said, if you want to find out the whereabouts of the other three, you may be poor for a hundred years, and there will be no result.

Frowning and thinking about his question, Liu Chunjia raised her eyebrows slightly: "Have you found out their whereabouts?"

The man in white drank heavily until he drank the bottom of the pot, and told Liu Chunjia: "When he wakes up tomorrow, pour him a cup of strong black tea, which will nourish his stomach and sober up the wine." ”

At the end of his words, he jumped out of the window and said far away: "With beautiful women walking with you, this road will not be lonely." ”

The laughter faded away, leaving only the bright moon lonely.