Xiao Fan: "I'm sorry For mutton stuffing, twelve are the least

With that, he could not help but pick on the corner of his mouth, showing a deep smile.

"For the sake of my heart, I want you to take advantage of this. Let's go home. "

Xiao closed the door, looked at Yi Qing who had already come to the kitchen door, and suddenly asked, "what do you think of General Xiao?"

"What do you think?" Yi Qing looked back at him. The sun gave her a layer of golden light and softened her cold and hard temperament. She said, "the oars are gone. When people die, nothing matters

"And when he was alive?" Xiao asked.

Standing in the sun, he was tall and oppressive, but his hands were unconsciously clenched in his sleeves.

"While alive..." Yi Qing seems to fall into a short memory.

Xiao was so nervous that he seemed to hear his heart beat.

He was nervous, not because he liked it, but because for many years, he had never asked this question, but subconsciously, he always wanted to know the answer.

"Good job." Yi Qing burst out laughing.

Xiao Wan blushed, "you, you woman!"

It's hopeless!

However, the next moment, the woman in his eyes, looking at Gao Tian, seemed to have endless emotion: "fair evaluation may be late, but it won't fail. Time, after all, will sweep away the ashes of honor and show its true light. "

Xiao was shocked all over, as if he had been nailed in place and couldn't move.

Unexpectedly, Yi Qing's words changed: "I just don't know whether it's fair to be late. This floating ash, for him, was not a mountain. His life is over. "

Xiao Wan reddened his eyes and forced back his tears.

No one has ever been able to pierce his heart so directly.

The woman turned into the kitchen and said, "don't you want to eat mutton buns? Come in and chop the meat

Just now that brilliant woman, instantly turned into a secular woman.

In the evening, Baozi begged Xiao to teach him how to write.

Yi Qing said, "don't you have a script?"

"Not as well as Lord Xiao."

Xiao didn't take it easy, but he gave him serious advice.

Yi Qing and perilla went to the kitchen to clean up.

"What happened in my absence during the day?" Perilla asked Yi Qing while washing dishes.

Yi Qing never looks at her when she does the dishes.

Washing a bowl can make you have a heart attack. I can't help but watch the bowl fall, roll down, slide down in various positions Then he was received by Perilla in various positions.

"Nothing. Sun Xiaohua came to deliver silver. I scolded him and cried and ran away. "

Perilla sneer: "and she, you are willing to waste saliva."

"Come to scold me. If I don't scold her, I think I'm the virgin!" Yi Qing way, "how suddenly remembered to ask this?"

"When I came back, the house was full of adultery."

Yi Qing

Who said she had a bad tongue?

Try pulling out the Perilla.

"Xiao is good-looking. I don't mind trying." Yi Qing said with a smile, "but he's full of Xiao Jinghan, so forget it."

Too loyal, mention Xiao Jing cold eyes with tears.

Such a person, can expect him to have the love of men and women in front of the master's woman, even the dew marriage woman?

"Then I think he wants to back the Lord." "He saw you at least three times tonight," she said coolly

Yi Qing: "well The room is so big that it's hard not to look at me. "

Perilla hummed, no longer pay attention to her, concentrate on washing dishes.

Xiao Jinghan finds that Yi Qing seldom goes out, and perilla is the only way to sell medicine and buy things. He doesn't go out too much with baozi. Besides going to class, he goes to the street to buy milk at most, and then stays at home all the time, either reading or playing by himself.

Yi Qing bought more than a dozen chickens, but he won't let any of them be killed. He gave each one a name and would never admit it wrong.

Xiao Jinghan thought that all the chickens looked the same.

Baozi stares at the chicken. He stares at baozi, big and small. It's really boring.

"Yiduo, let's go out for a walk."

"I'm not going." Baozi refused coldly.

"Why?"

When Xiao was a child, he couldn't stay at home for a moment except sleeping.

Memory, often play to sleep, do not know how to go home, wake up after washing face, take a bun, pancake and run out.

Baozi is not like him at all.

Then he was amused by his ideas.

It's not his son. What do you do like him?

Is it true that he who is close to Zhu is red and he who is close to Mo is black?

Baozi looked into the room and said in a low voice, "they bully me. My mother will be worried."Xiao Jinghan didn't expect that it would be this reason. He hated iron and said: "if you can't win, you have to fight. How can you be so timid?"

"I'm not timid. I'm just afraid of my mother."

"Can you win?" Xiao Wan felt that he was making excuses for himself.

"Even if you can't win at that time, you will always find it back." Baozi way, small fist clenched tightly, "have to use the brain."

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