"Go away." Xiao Yi fights with Chun Lei and shouts.

This was originally a curse, but both Hu Tianhua and Hu Yisheng breathed a long sigh. Bear the pain of the whole body, rolling quickly out of the door of the old house.

The setting sun slants to the west, and the dusk cools.

Xiao Yi gave a cold hum, and then entered the old house. Looking at Zhang Yuanyuan under the setting sun, she shrugged her shoulders and gave a smile: "Yuanyuan, OK, solve it. It's a small matter. I believe there will be less trouble around you in the future. "

With a smile, Zhang Yuanyuan looked at Xiao Yi and said in a soft voice, "with you, there will be no trouble in the future."

"Make me a cup of tea."

Xiao Yi sat down and the setting sun shone on him. He sat on the wooden chair in the old house and quietly watched the scene in the old house. Everything in the old house has been covered with a lot of dust, not as clean as it used to be. It seems that without Zhao Xing, the old house is not as good as it used to be.

"Alas..." After a long sigh, Xiao Yi was filled with emotion. I think of how clean and tidy the old house was when my elder brother was there. But in the twinkling of an eye, the old house has changed.

Think of a long time ago, Xiao Yi once accompanied the old secretary Zhang Weimin in this Louguan tea playing chess. But now it's gone. In the past, there is only a late photo standing quietly in the wind, leaving only a few sighs.

Not long after Zhang Yuanyuan made tea. After pouring two cups and passing one to Xiao Yi. Then, he took another cup and sat opposite Xiao Yi. For the first time in my life, I drank tea.

Tea into the throat, a trace of bitter after. A little sweet, come to my heart. Like the story of Zhang Yuanyuan, the death of her father is like the first bitter. However, after bitterness, Xiao Yi's return is like a little sweetness that followed later.

Xiao Yi picked up Tie Guanyin and finally raised his head after a drink. After a careful look at Zhang Yuanyuan, he asked, "next, what are your plans?"

Zhang Yuanyuan put down her tea cup, and a trace of worry rose between her eyebrows.

"If you want, you can go to my old pen studio to help, or you can go to Jianghua to do some business." Looking at Zhang Yuanyuan's silence, Xiao Yi immediately proposed.

"You know, my hobby is painting." Zhang Yuanyuan pondered for a moment, then murmured in a low voice.

"How about I help you hold an exhibition and wrap you up?" After the death of big brother Zhang Weimin, Xiao Yi feels more and more guilty about Zhang Yuanyuan. Hesitated for a while, proposed again, wanted to make up for the heart that regret.

For a painter who likes painting, it's tempting to hear such temptations. Zhang Yuanyuan was no exception. Her glasses lit up in a flash.

Zhang Yuanyuan clearly knows Xiao Yi's painting ability, as well as Xiao Yi's power. If Xiao Yi really helps himself wholeheartedly, then becoming a famous painter in a short period of time can become a reality, and his dream can also be realized in an instant.

You can get what you have been pursuing.

But, in this moment, so close to the dream. Zhang Yuanyuan suddenly frowned, and a trace of hesitation appeared on her face.

However, Xiao Yi did not worry, just sat quietly. Smell the fragrance of tea floating out of the cup, and occasionally take a deep breath. Then, take a small sip from the cup.

Finally, Zhang Yuanyuan decided to look up at Xiao Yi and said decidedly: "my dream, I still hope to rely on myself to complete. Such a life is perfect. If I take a shortcut, I'm afraid I'll regret it later. "

Xiao Yi listens quietly and smiles. Zhang Yuanyuan's decision is noncommittal.

"Next, I want to go to SH for a fight. Over there, I've got some foundation. I want to continue to follow the path of my life, to complete my dream After a pause, Zhang Yuanyuan added: "my own dream."

Xiao Yi was silent for a moment, and then explained: "since it's your decision, then I will respect you. It's just that if you meet the wind, the rain and the unpredictable things outside in the future. Well, you can tell me at any time. I definitely don't frown. I'll go up and down the mountain and deal with everything for you. "

Zhang Yuanyuan said with a smile: "that's true. I will naturally think of you."

Two people in this old house to cook tea light talk, unconsciously time has passed. Twilight four, the whole river and sea lights.

When Xiao Yi got up and left, she was stopped by Zhang Yuanyuan with a red face: "will you stay with me tonight?"

Xiao Yi is slightly stunned and turns his head. Just saw two cheek to give birth to the red color Zhang Yuanyuan, some cramped stood up. Chest a burst of violent ups and downs, in the light, very attractive.

Looking at Xiao Yi's silence, Zhang Yuanyuan seemed to be a little anxious: "I've been living a hard life these days. Now that I'm back, can you give me some warmth? "Heart a burst of soft, Xiao Yi listen to this words inexplicably moved up. Looking at Zhang Yuanyuan gasping for breath, she is very mature and attractive under the light. As a pure Yang woman, Zhang Yuanyuan is born with a fatal provocation to Xiao Yi.

”Pick me up. " Zhang Yuanyuan's voice is enchanting and demanding.

Xiao Yi looks at the eager Zhang Yuanyuan and finally holds her in her arms. It seems that they can't wait to go to Zhang Yuanyuan's bedroom in the old house.

Put Zhang Yuanyuan on an old square table on the first floor, and Xiaoyi is like a panting beast. The hot lips fell on Zhang Yuanyuan's burning cherry mouth

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