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Chapter 88 Heart-to-heart talk under the moon, Wei Lai's tea art (two in one)

"But aren't you just suing me every day?"

"Woo no...it's different."

He heard the cry of the silver-haired girl in his arms.

Ouyang Rong was silent.

In fact, there is no need to ask, he vaguely understands most of it.

Ouyang Rong's sleepy eyes gradually adapted to the darkness.

I don't know if it's an illusion, or if summer is really coming, the sound of insects in the grass in the yard suddenly became louder in my ears.

It even covered the sound of his breathing, and the sniffling sound of the girl in his arms.

It has become the main theme in the house.

Ouyang Rong guessed that Wei Lai might have forgotten to close the window just before going to bed.

Under the bed, the seven of them hugged each other quietly.

"We all say that the barbarians are backward, barbaric, and ignorant. Master, he is a nobleman with white hair and white eyes. The slave is humble and worthy. Being able to serve you is a blessing that the slave has cultivated in four lifetimes. Begging the master is to lose Slave, woo woo woo..."

Wei Lai was stunned, raised her head slightly, and stared at the sincere expression on my face.

Wei Lai buried her head a little higher, and said loudly:
Cheng Yunrui: "..."

"It's because the curves of his face are relatively strict and smooth. I also know whether it's nutrition or goodness, or there is no other mixed race... But anyway, his hometown is really far away from Xiao Zhou Dynasty, and he can go around. It would be a miracle for you to meet him outside."

Wei Lai bit her lips hard: "However, if that tea art master is too serious, he never touched the owner's clothes, because the coat has no fragrance."

The little girl tilted her head slightly, "Do you believe in the master?"

The bed that lost the moonlight fell into cool white darkness again.

"Bad, he's a big girl who came to check on you too? Why did you lie to him? It's really abnormal to drink tea."

I nodded and denied: "It's true that it's not serious at all, it's sloppy, but you touch it, and it even guides you."

The white-haired girl shook her head and said softly:
"It's about that, Wei Lai. He just needs to know that he is indeed very beautiful in your eyes. You... are quite disgusted, or to put it another way, there is no way to hate ugly things."

Wei Lai couldn't help asking: "Master's tea art is so good, why does he need a tea art teacher?"

"Stupid girl, he is not ugly at all. In his hometown, he may be as beautiful as a fairy boy outside the myth, but it is a pity...he has strayed into a country that will always appreciate his beauty, and it is also a country that is the most friendly to him. era."

"You just thought about it. The outside environment is indeed too friendly to him. He is still young, so he should always live in the eyes of others."

A cold light slanted in from the window sill on the left, covering the two people's bed in white.

I twirled my silver hair with my fingers, frowned slightly and asked:
I found that the waist was suddenly hugged by the owner, and then your body turned 880 degrees in the air, as if you were about to be thrown out like a Frisbee.

Many men and strong mosquitoes agreed.

Wei Lai sat under the master, leaned forward and straightened her waist, held up her silver hair with both hands, tied a simple low ponytail with a red rope, and rolled it to her right shoulder, then took the master's left hand and placed it on your side Under the snow-like silver hair, the small gray-blue eyes turned down and looked at me obediently.

The little girl opened her mouth to explain, then paused, and directly pinched your upturned Daqiong nose:

I hesitated to speak.

"what?"

"And what?"

The moonlight that slipped down from the Guanghan Palace skillfully made irregular cuts to this silent bed.

It's just that after this moment, all seven of them paid attention to that.

In the darkness, the little girl held that pear-blossoming face with rain, and wiped the slightly darker red eye sockets with her thumb.

No matter how hard a daughter's heart is, she can't escape being soft.

"Actually, when you saw his hair color, eyes and nose for the first time, you didn't believe that he was a mixed race of Slavs and Germans. By the way, he knew that Slavs and Germans were. There is that concept."

"Who taught him that trick?"

It’s true that there are many men in the pocket, but it weighs a little. After I took it home, it weighed [-] catties of millet, but my eyes have risen a bit, maybe [-] catties.

This stupid girl, why do you always forget to close the window, so stupid...

"It's not right that he is not in a good mood today. Just now he got into bed suddenly, and he slept badly for the next few days. If there is nothing wrong today."

"It's okay." You shook your head.

The little girl let out a long breath, and the OCD finally felt comfortable.

The little girl was leaning against the head of the bed with her lower body, and Wei Lai lay beside my arms, in a posture that looked like she was sitting on her waist.

But from now on, Wei Lai will mention it again.

"The 'prosperity' of the Little Zhou Dynasty was quite wrong. It was indeed inclusive. The difference between Xia and Yi was only about culture. If he admired the Chinese clothes and couldn't learn to blend in, he would be born with low self-esteem."

I wrapped my hands around the shaved back of the boy in my arms and hugged him firmly.

"And the master is satisfied, and can't guide..."

I raised my head, stared at your red-rimmed eyes with few strands of hair attached and said:
"Why?" The little girl frowned.

Hug me tighter.

"Nurer is really fine."

The girl with white hair scattered all over the couch like snow was embracing the young man like an octopus. Her thin and petite back was exposed in the moonlight, and her waist-length hair was dyed silvery white.

A young man with black hair draped over his shoulders sat in the darkness with his arms extended.

You suddenly murmured.

"Bad, honest girl... spanking."

"As long as the master hates it, it's fine for me, the slave cares."

"Really?"

It's because the little girl felt that she didn't wipe away her tears and snot by the way.

You looked into my eyes and said timidly:

I pulled the corners of my mouth heavily, and raised my hand to stroke the soft long white hair.

I wiped the incense under my face and lips with my shoulder, and said:
Wei Lai was in a daze, grabbing the clothes around my waist with two big hands, you looked up at the gentle young man, and suddenly asked in a relaxed tone:
Wei Lai supported the woman's cool chest with both hands, bit her lip and pushed again, leaving my embrace.

However, in the last second, the white-haired girl who was kneeling under the young man suddenly straightened her waist, rushed backwards, hugged the young man, and pecked my face eight times in a row with her big head.

The little girl smiled, caring and said:

The co-author just said it for nothing.

"I hate it. I really hate the skirts, skirts, and brocade shoes worn by big ladies... It's so ugly and elegant."

I also know whether it is hot or weeping.

"Haven't you bullied him in this half?"

The little girl grabbed the arm of the sneak attacking girl with both hands, and pushed you away.

Cheng Yunrui rubbed the silly girl's head:

The quilts are covered under the seven people who are stacked together.

If you want to say that your heart is moving, you can treat it as a lie.

"ah!"

You stare at me like a greedy cat, squint your eyes and say loudly:

Wei Lai tilted her head, staring straight at me with a pair of gray misty blue eyes, you shook your head seriously:

Wei Lai looked at me suspiciously:
According to the hug, the atmosphere should gradually become ambiguous, but someone is old and weak.

"Yes Yes Yes Yes……"

"He just said that you are good at the tea ceremony, and you used it to find them..."

Ouyang Rong had a strange cognition since he was a child. He felt that the moonlight is a very cold thing, at least it looks cold, but the darkness is extraordinarily warm, especially in the winter bed... Maybe it is related to someone in his childhood. It must be related to some accidental experience.

The young man squinted his eyes and said loudly, as if chatting:
"Is it because the slave just stole the master's kiss too presumptuously, the master wants to let the slave be a personal servant again, is it a slave?"

"Slave... Slave belongs to the barbarians." The boy finally spoke again, in a timid tone, and murmured loudly:
Immediately, someone felt the tentacles of the four-clawed fish stretching out after a long time.

The little girl has white lines on her head.

You have already understood the master's intentions, you feel at ease, and you have found the backbone of this life.

"I always forget to ask, does he know where his hometown is?"

"Of course the master can marry a servant girl. Only a noble man like Miss Xie can barely match the master. If the master allows the slave to stay by his side, the slave will be satisfied. How could he be jealous? In the past, the slave would also Serve the mistress badly."

"Owner."

Then he quickly returned to the bed, lay down again, and covered the quilt.

Cheng Yunrui hurriedly comforted her, and the white-haired girl flung herself out of my arms like swallows throwing herself into the forest.

On the seventh, the left corner of the mouth with no stubble.

"What you want to say is that my mother's race is high or low. You are not low, and they are not high or low. It is the same now, and it was the same 1000 years ago. The people who preached those ancient and modern, the initiators, are as old as ever. ?

I propped up my lower body and sat up under the quilt. Logically, the upper chest should be quite hot.

Haoran's righteousness was about to leak.
The little girl shook her head, and straightened the silver-haired man's big head.

"When you were here during the day, did your aunt beat and scold him?"

The little girl was taken aback:
"An honest man gets spanked."

A certain big head buried in his chest shook.

Under the bed in the outer room, before the complicated questions and answers, there was a moment of noise.

The white-haired girl took the initiative to get out of the master's arms again, and continued to cuddle tightly. When the long hair was stroked, your big face looked comfortable and satisfied, like a big white-haired cat lying under the master's lap and being stroked.

"Is there. You... are very bad to you. The master is worried about slaves and busy with official duties."

The big girl trembled subconsciously.

After a pause, I still feel that hometown is very important to a person: "If he confided his heart tonight, you would still be aware of that. Before...you see if there is no chance for him to go back to his hometown..."

Run to close the window.

But before I finished speaking, I realized that there was something wrong with the white-haired girl's expression.

The little girl noticed that her chest was not cold and wet.

The little girl looked up.

The little girl holding the oil bottle was not distracted.

You have to deal with it yourself.

"..." Wei Lai.

"Grandma said, it's right to kiss someone you hate. Does the master mean that you can be a slave? The slave hates the master too. I couldn't help but want to kiss him just now."

Little girl: "..."

"Don't make trouble."

The little girl stared at the eyes of the white-haired girl who was smiling innocently in the dark, and I said solemnly:

"Your vision is not the same as Auntie and you... You, you must be sick. Then it doesn't mean that it is right to appreciate his beauty... Forget it, the reason is very reasonable, you are Some new things were accepted, but there were also things that did not abandon the old ancestors.

In fact, he is not good at coaxing boys.

"Is there a master in my hometown?"

After talking tonight, you might cry to your master about being bullied during the day.

"Is there?"

"Oh."

Someone patiently hugged and coaxed you with bad words and soft words for a while before reassuring you, and the anger returned to the big face of being cried.

I stared at the pair of eyes that were completely blue in the white and dark, and stated in a loud voice:

The white-haired girl lowered her eyes and said softly:

To be honest, the big girl is so affectionate and affectionate towards me.

"...Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." the original gossamer-like sobs suddenly became quieter.

The little girl can be like a leopard, that's right, she is as slow as a kangaroo, holding a "baby mouse" in her arms, and slowly ran to close the casement.

"I had dinner at Yunshui Pavilion in the evening, and my colleagues wanted to go downstairs to drink tea. You shied away and were dragged down. The tea master who came back was a man, and the fragrance should have been dyed by you when we were in the same room. "

Wei Lai was silent.

The first move was too slow, the kiss was in the wrong place and landed under my nose.

"You're going back!" Wei Lai, who was looking at me with a silly smile, immediately shook her head vigorously.

"Of course I know that the master will lie to you..."

The little girl smiled wryly:
I sighed:
Yes, your slashed back wrapped in a thin nightgown is exposed to the cold moonlight.

Wei Lai, who was burying her face, exclaimed.

Wei Lai was excited, nodded vigorously, paused while talking, her face was sad:

The little girl subconsciously raised her hand, paused a little in the air and stepped forward, but continued to stick out.

"Why can this master be my slave's face and my slave's hair? Is it because I feel sorry for my slave? Or is it just comforting..."

Wei Lai paused, shaking her head slightly:
Therefore, when sleeping, I like to close the windows. If there are curtains, it is naturally better.

To be honest, the boys in that era were really bad and coquettish. Is there any punch that makes my eyes roll.

"But people out there naturally hate him."

After a moment of silence, someone asked loudly:
The little girl was dumbfounded for a moment.

On the eighth, the front lip was pecked and stayed below, and the big and bright mouth seemed to want to explore outside.

"Hey, just kidding."

I couldn't help but quietly raised my red face, only to find that it was because you were turned over and pressed down, but the master turned you over on the bed with you in his arms, stood up, and then...

Now, Wei Lai will bother me about the jealousy among the houseboys.

The little girl was just brushing Wei Lai's white hair wet with tears from behind her forehead to her ears, she was slightly taken aback when she heard this.

It's an old problem. If I fall asleep late at night, some random thoughts will pop up out of my mind habitually.

"Yes, yes, I mean... the tea ceremony of the tea master's association... I can also do it, and..."

"Yes Yes."

I looked at the darkness and sighed:
"he……"

Wei Lai hesitated to speak with a big face.

The big head buried in my chest was shaking again "wiping my nose".

"Yes, but you said that you look bad in a skirt, and that your face will scare the master when you go to bed late..."

"What kind of nose is that?"

The little girl looked helpless.

Seeing this, Wei Lai seems to have lost her mind, your body trembled violently, both hands clutched my sleeves, begging bitterly:

At this moment, Wei Lai hugged her tightly, that girl was like a big stove, she was also hot.

"Slave wants to say... If the master wants to experience the tea ceremony, he should look for a slave, and he should go out to find these prostitutes."

The two round and delicate shoulders still shrugged from time to time.

I nodded: "Well, yes, so stupid, if you know."

"Slave sniffed the master's inner jacket, there is no scent underneath..."

The little girl deliberately said cruelly: "But you may marry him."

She is ashamed of being a man in a foreign land, even if she is a silly girl with low self-esteem, she can be so rude when expressing her dignity.

"What are you talking about." The little girl didn't feel a little bit stunned, she smiled and pouted:
"real."

The little girl felt that there was no righteousness surging down from her body, and she was not at all difficult to suppress:

"It's been so long since I brought him back, and I still have a heart-to-heart talk with him, and I also know that your life is just a habit, and you haven't been wronged... It's your negligence."

The inner half is pitch black, and the outer half is bright silver.

　This chapter is two in one, and the code is slightly slower.But there will be another chapter in the morning!
　　
　
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