A piece of paper

Chapter 346: Eat meat (3000)

The plain silver box looks shiny and attractive. The owner has kept it well. The copper clasp of the connecting shaft is smooth and clean. It must have been opened and looked at frequently.

Qiao Hui pushed the box to Xian Jin: "Give it back to you."

Xian Jin was puzzled and wanted to ask, but saw Qiao Hui's ears were red.

Could it be a love letter written secretly?
Oh~my muscular man~
Xian Jin chuckled as he lowered his head and opened it. After seeing the items in the box clearly, he immediately froze in place.

There's a lot in it.

A lantern sprinkled with gold coral paper, a bamboo umbrella, six or seven folded articles stacked on top of each other, and a kraft paper bag at the bottom.
The paper rolls of the lanterns have turned yellow and are rolled up, the bamboo handles of the bamboo bone umbrellas have been coated with pulp, and the articles have been folded and framed one by one.

I don’t know what these Xianjin are. Only the brown paper bag hidden at the bottom, Xianjin still remembers the source.

Xian Jin reached out and picked it up: "This was the blind bag business at that time. Is it the one you bought under my scheme?"

Xian Jin opened it and it was empty.

It was she who criticized Qiao Hui's article without knowing it.

Xian Jin has had many heartbeats.

The contrast is stark.

Qiao Hui picked up the lantern with one hand, raising the corners of his lips slightly, half-smiling, "Everyone is shining brightly, and I am going to the abyss alone - you defrauded the pearl to pay for the black lantern, have you forgotten it?"

Qiao Huixiao: "I often look back at the article we originally wrote. Although it was young, it was public. Looking at it now, it's like watching the ivy growing into mature grapes. The journey is long and difficult, but it is full and sweet in the end."

Xian Jin raised his hand and gently hugged Qiao Hui.

She suddenly remembered the punch Qiao Hui threw by the Jingshui River that year.

Qiao Hui hugged Xian Jin back very gently, "I heard the conversation between you and the Third Master a few days ago."

Xianjin's throat twitched slightly, and a sour feeling filled his nose and eyes.

Like a arrogant elementary school student, he met a arrogant doctor student.

The book she borrowed?
umbrella?
So early?

"Why can't you keep it?" Qiao Hui replied: "Although the words are plain, the opinions are precious."

She actually dared to use a red pen to comment on three articles, with her handwriting like a dog plow, right next to Qiao Hui's thin gold regular script that deliberately restrained its edge.

There are seven or eight pieces in total, and Qiao Hui has collected them all with great care.

Xianjin replied dully: "Yeah."

The young man in a high position has a soft face.

lantern?

Good morning, good morning, good morning, what happened before.

She seemed to have been hit by something. Her left chest was numb, her palms were so hot that they could be grilled, and her whole body was crispy from feet to head, as if a gust of wind could break her.

For the doctor's little brother who stretched out his slender hand; for the red eyebrows and eyes of the boy in the hospital bed next to the cubicle; for the rugged back and the boy's lonely and stubborn eyes.

I am even more moved by Qiao Hui.

There was no regret in reminiscing about the past, no pride in looking at the present moment, only peace and tolerance.

Qiao Hui's eyes were intense and he nodded slightly: "The moon-white paper inside was given to Zhang Wenbo, and he exchanged it for Liuzhangxuan, leaving only this brown paper bag for me."

There are also articles written by her and reviewed by Qiao Hui.

Qiao Hui returned his gaze calmly but firmly.

Xian Jin became happy and said, "You should also keep this!"

Qiao Hui's eyes were gentle, under the window lattice on all sides, he was extremely tall, and his eyes were like moonlight wrapped around Xian Jin's side.

Xianjin's heart trembled for no apparent reason. He picked up the bamboo-handled oil-paper umbrella and coral paper lantern as if to cover up, lowered his eyes and asked in a low voice, "What is this?"

Xianjin's body froze.

Xianjin picked up the paper and folded it to read.

Not surprising.

"Your Baoyuan" Xianjin was a little incoherent, "I, you, we, you keep them all."

Her poorly written article?

Rolling in the corner of the plain silver box were a few pens and books she had borrowed from the thatched bookstore.
Xian Jin looked up at Qiao Hui without moving.

During the Lantern Festival, she set up a stall to sell DIY paper lanterns. She accidentally bumped into Qiao Baozhu and sold Baozhu a lantern that couldn't light up...
Qiao Hui picked up the bamboo-handled umbrella again with a smile on his face, "This was the year before last. I just came back from the sea. We met at Qingcheng Mountain Courtyard. It was going to rain before leaving. You handed me the umbrella."

The heartbeat only lasted for a moment, but at this moment, Xian Jin would hug Qiao Hui, hold him in his arms bit by bit, engrave him into his body, and stay with him for a long time.

Five or six years ago, right?

Xianjin clutched Qiao Hui's sleeves tightly, his neck seemed to be pinched by someone, leaving only a narrow entrance through which the thin and hot air slowly entered.

Past and Present.

He was outside the corridor at that time. As a pirate, he could even hear the wind blowing from the southeast. How could he not hear her conversation with Chen Fu.

Xian Jin wanted to smile, but he couldn't bring himself to smile.

Qiao Hui said: "I brought you here today just to tell you that if you don't want to get married, we won't get married."

"We just need to get along slowly. These fragmented memories supported me through the moment of dying at sea. Now that I am by your side, I am already very happy."

He missed her at sea.

But he dared not think about her.

She was afraid that she and Erlang were in love, and she was afraid to think of the scene of her, Erlang by her side, while he was drifting on the sea thousands of miles away.

The proud young man had the first fear in his life. A long time ago, he noticed Erlang's affection for Xian Jin. He was blinded by the emotion of being happy for his best friend until his father was imprisoned and the family was in danger. On the eve of his decision to flee Fujian, he packed up the maps at home and While collecting land deeds and banknotes and all other valuable items, they discovered the lantern in the orb room, the articles written by the two of them in the father's drawer, the half-read books borrowed by Xian Jin in the study room, and the pen on the table.
The thin veil covering my eyes was lifted by the hurricane.

Involuntarily he collected these things and put them into the box.

"If he could come back."

"If he comes back, Xian Jin will still be alone."

"He will definitely, he will definitely give it a try."

That night, Qiao Hui said silently to himself.

At this point, Qiao Hui asked Xian Jin about Erlang after returning.

Qiao Hui held Xian Jin tightly, put the tip of his nose to Xian Jin's hair, and said in a deep voice: "We don't have to get married, don't be afraid, don't be burdened, you just need to be happy."

Xian Jin raised his head slightly.

In the quiet mountain courtyard, Xian Jin stood on tiptoe and kissed Qiao Hui's lips solemnly.

There was no drunkenness, no impulsiveness, and no impulsiveness.

Two pairs of raw lips pressed together.

Xian Jin tossed and turned slightly.

Qiao Hui's breath gradually became thicker.

Xian Jin was a little suffocated and opened his lips slightly, but he was easily attacked and plundered without any guidance.

A top student, he can learn everything quickly.

Not long after, Qiao Hui took the initiative.

The emotion between lips and teeth is mesmerizing.

Xian Jin narrowed his eyes and murmured: "I like you, my best friend."

Qiao Hui clasped his golden and slender waist tightly with one hand, and his lips repeatedly searched for the rope in the misty night and the cold rosin: "I said I love you very early, very early, very early."

Xian Jin was so kissed that he lost all thought. He unconsciously took half a step back, and involuntarily sat on the candle-lit pine table. He leaned his neck back with a slight gasp, and hooked Qiao Hui with one hand. neck, half-squinting his eyes, exploring forward bit by bit, taking back the half step he just took back.

The vigorous young man buried his head tightly between the girl's neck.

The unique warmth and fragrance of a woman made him unconsciously move his hand up.

Soft waist, round cuteness, warm body breath
All five senses are amplified, and hearing, touch, smell, and vision flow together like water.

Qiao Hui's heavy breathing stopped for a moment.

Qiao Hui's hesitation was accurately captured by Xian Jin.

Xianjin frowned: "What's wrong?"

Qiao Hui took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down: "No."

Xianjin:?
The moonlight has been rendered to this point, you tell me no! ?
"Which one won't work?" Xian Jin asked with concern. The touch on her legs did not allow her to correctly understand the true meaning of "no".

"Is it impossible, or is it impossible?" Xian Jin was afraid that Qiao Hui had not expressed it correctly.

Qiao Hui: "..." gritted his teeth: "What are you thinking!" took a deep breath again: "Not now. If you are pregnant at this time, it will not be good for you - let me find some solutions."

Xianjin half sat on the square pine table.

The lights flickered.

Good morning, long time ago, she and Qiao Hui sat on opposite sides and did homework together.

Qiao Hui laughed at her: "She has a simple mind and a stubborn head."

She countered: "You are flexible, flexible loaches are the easiest to be caught and stewed with tofu!"

Xian Jin was also panting. The unfamiliar touch made her eyes widen and she was a little impatient: "Isn't there some medicine to avoid children?"

The palace fighting drama is so powerful!

The first mate has no son, the second mate has no grandchildren, and the third mate has no hope in his old age and will definitely be beaten to death by the caregiver.

Wang Yizheng must have this kind of palace secret recipe.

Qiao Hui let go of her, with a frown on his face: "Women are already weak. How can such a thing be done at the expense of a woman's body?"

Xian Jin was quiet for a long time, and after a while, he silently hugged Qiao Hui back, hugged the man's warm head, and whispered softly into the man's ear, "Now, who is the stubborn one?"

The two of them leaned together and talked from time to time. The night was quiet, except for the chirping of cicadas in the forest.

After the Qingming Festival was restored, Xianjin remembered Qiao Hui's words.

"When did you tell me you loved me? It was a long time ago?"

Xian Jin leaned on Qiao Hui's broad shoulder, watching the shadows of the trees outside the window swaying, and joked: "Could it be that you were secretly guarding my bedside, waiting for me to fall asleep and tell you secretly?"

It's not like Qiao Hui has never done anything like sneaking around the bed.

A bit perverted.

But Xian Jin understands it and doesn't expose it - people who like each other do perverted things, it's called fun;
If you don't like someone and do something perverted, it's called a crime.

Qiao Hui coughed lightly: "Think about it yourself. When you figure it out, I will give you a big reward."

Xian Jin casually smiled and asked: "What reward?"

Qiao Hui said righteously: "This is a wonderful body."

Show gold:.
Xianjin remained speechless for a moment, then finally gave up: Okay, she admitted that she really wanted this body with wide shoulders, narrow waist and tight muscles!

It feels so exciting!