deliberately turned around, meaning to smile at the sea. He said: "Last time, you cheapened me for a sore mouth, although this time it wasn't done by Miss Luo, it's better than nothing, why don't you hurry up and come over to relieve your cravings?" put the tray and smiled again.

"Bai Yabai, you see," Liu Shaoyan smiled and pointed to the plate, "Even the dishes and chopsticks have been prepared in double portions, in this pavilion, I'm afraid no one doesn't know that you are still here." After that, he filled two bowls, but ignored the sea and ate it himself.

Canghai stood by the door for a while, and suddenly sat down at the table with his cheeks puffed out, and picked up the silver chopstick. Silently sucked one. Didn't stop again.

Liu Shaoyan asked again: "Are you sure someone will come to steal the rack tonight?"

As soon as Liu Shaoyan's chopsticks stopped, no sound could be heard in the entire room. Even though Liu Shaoyan watched the noodles disappear into the mouth of the Canghai Sea, the whole room was still quiet and no sound could be heard. It was as if Liu Shaoyan was talking to himself.

Canghai finally said: "It will definitely be." ”

"That's good. Liu Shaoyan bent his eyes and said with a smile, raised his hand to touch Canghai's head, and said with a smile: "Wait until you finish eating and put on makeup, we must sleep together tonight." ”

"Alas......" Canghai was immediately covered with dark clouds, and chopsticks poked the bottom of the bowl. “...... It's disgusting......" looked up and saw Liu Shaoyan's face cloudy, so he immediately blinked obediently, "Brother Liu, don't we have any other way?"

"Nope!"

Three quarters of the hour.

There was silence outside the bedroom on the second floor of Anyuan. Inside the door, there were two people breathing.

The door shaft seemed to be deliberately greased, light and silent.

It was pitch black in the bedroom. Curtains were drawn on the windows, curtains hung in the room, black, red and gold curtains hung deeply in front of the bed, and even the lotus-colored curtains in front of the black, red and gold bed tents were quietly placed.

The moon is shining tonight.

The moonlight made the curtains somewhat transparent. Only one point. It was still dark in the house. However, after staying for a while, I could vaguely see a candlestick on the table in front of the window, and the candle on it that had long been extinguished. When you get closer, you may be able to see even the red color of the candlestick.

There is a dressing table against the wall next to the table. There is a mirror on the dressing table, and there is a comb. Mountain mirror, small gold comb.

Next to the small gold comb, there is a chopstick.

Lacquered wood racks. Dark fuchsia.

Maybe at night, it's pure black.

The pure black hoop frame is smooth and clean, and it is still faintly shiny in the room light, and it is smooth and cold when held in the hand. Cold palms.

Half of the red wax on the table was lit. Sure enough, it was a red candlestick. Silent.

The two figures, one large and one small, one in front and one behind, one black and one faintly reflected in the circle of light of the candles on the white wall.

The black, large, and forward-facing shadow on the wall, shoulders together, fell deep again, as if resigned to fate, as if made up his mind, as if, relieved. Slowly turn around and smile.

Xiao Yangli smiled in the candlelight. Holding a lacquered wooden hoop in his hand.

Looking down, even if it was as dark as night at night, it was still dark purple-red.

Xiao Yang raised his eyes again and smiled in the candlelight: "It's good to see Tang Gongzi again." ”

Reflected on the wall, tall, thin, thin, and light, another shadow is the sea.

The sea also stood in the candlelight. Candlelight lit by your own hands.

Xiao Yang laughed again and winked mischievously. "Tang Gongzi guessed that it was me?"

Canghai did not speak immediately. However, he looked calm.

Xiao Yang stood in front of the dressing table, always smiling-

(To be continued......)