Rotten Terrier

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People say that the sky is clear after rain, and Mu Qingchen looks at the sky with disgust. There is no sign of clearing up. At most, the color of the dark clouds is clear. The sun's rays slipped out of the gaps in the clouds, shining down, giving people a sense of weakness that the arms can't twist the thighs.

Chang Shu and her ten-finger strolled along the edge of the Qujiang Pond. The grass under her feet was soft and fluffy, as if stepping on a carpet. She comforted and said, "It's pretty good. People usually stay in a steamer like a steamer. Very, how cool it is now."

After speaking, his face changed, he let go of Mu Qingchen's hand, and quickly walked to the tie-ma stone and looked left and right, as if he was about to see the stone in a pattern, "Where is my'Xuanxu'?"

Xuanxu is her beloved horse. When Vantage bestowed the seven-scented treasures, they also bestowed eight Louwan horses together.

Mu Qingchen lowered his head and pursed the corners of his mouth, and said solemnly, "Xiang Ziyi should have rode away. It was raining a while ago, so people should borrow a horse to walk."

"He has a horse of his own..." Chang Shu paused suddenly, turned around and stared at her, with a bad expression, "Did you do it? You let my horse go on purpose?"

There are two points of hesitation and eight points of certainty in the question.

Mu Qingchen stood tall, as if he was not afraid of shadows slanting. The pale blue narrow-sleeved round-necked robe made her look elegant, and her face was lustrous and serene, but in Chang Shu's eyes, she felt "there is no silver three hundred taels."

"It must be you." She was sure. Mu Qingchen has always been able to report to the canthus. He is notoriously unpredictable. He used to quarrel and did the **** thing about losing grasshoppers in her makeup box and hiding mud loaches in her shoes.

"It's Xiang Ziyi."

"Sophistry! He is a bad-looking man and is responsible for catching thieves and stealing theft. There is no reason to guard and steal."

Seeing through everything, Mu Qingchen still doesn't shrink back, "Then...maybe someone else stole it. It was raining and there was no one, so it's a good start."

"Xuanxu is an imperial horse, with tortoiseshell on his head, anyone who doesn't have long eyes will hit it's attention! Mu Qingchen, you are struggling, you must do it."

"So what!" Mu Qingchen went out and said frankly.

Chang Shu's cheeks were red, and he was angrily strained, pointing to the tip of her nose and preparing to ask the teacher, before she spoke, she was silenced by Mu Qingchen's words, "Didn't you say you want to be obedient to me?"

These words seemed to be poking Chang Shu's key point, she was stunned to spit out more than a word, as if the dog's tail flower swaying in the wind suddenly bent back.

He retracted his hand stiffly, tried to squeeze a smile, and put Mu Qingchen's arm around, pretending to be a soft and glutinous tone, "Then you say, how are we going back now?"

Mu Qingchen felt that she was a weird person with a chuckle, "Take a carriage, the carriage I was in when I came." She was stunned for a moment, her eyes drifted, "But...I'm afraid the royal carriage is too swagger to stop The little **** will go back first.-"

Chang Shu's face changed again.

"Recently the second prince became murderous against me. I should act in a low-key manner. You see, Qujiangchi is just the two of us. How dangerous it is. Maybe one of the horns hides the assassin."

"I'm asking how do we get back!" Chang Shu raised his voice, angrily. Qujiang Pond is at the southernmost end of the Imperial Capital, and Taiji Palace is at the northernmost end of the Imperial Capital. There are seventeen or eight miles away. If you walk on foot, it will take dark to reach the palace. At that time, the drums are all knocked out and the palace gates are closed. They can only spend the night outside.

Mu Qingchen scratched his face awkwardly and smiled.

After two sticks of incense. In a simple ox cart. Mu Qingchen and Chang Shu sat side by side. On a cool summer day, a feeling of bleakness that was too thick to dissolve enveloped them, and at first glance they were full of bitterness and desolation.

Chang Shu bends her legs, buried her face in her knees, the words "No face to see people" are written all over her body.

There were oil papers under them, thinking that the coachman had specially laid it out to keep out the rain. Mu Qingchen stroked him, and then bumped the beauty next to him with his elbow. Now, it’s so easy to have an ox cart. Be happy. Go north and find a cart. I will rent a cart for you."

"Shut up." Chang Shu was sad, as if he was extremely tired, still buried her face, her tone dull and slightly distorted.

"Really angry?"

Chang Shu turned away childishly and snorted.

"Isn't it hungry? I'll take you to Dongshi to eat Fufu, or Tianzhu Feibing?"

"I'm full of gas."

"I'll touch it." Mu Qingchen's smiling face was sly, and he proficiently reached out, "It's obviously still deflated." As he said, he moved his fingers and scratched Chang Shu's itching.

Chang Shu's ticklishness was a problem since he was a child, he held it for a while, twisted and tried to avoid, but was taken into his arms by Mu Qingchen first.

She grabbed Mu Qingchen's wrist and begged for mercy out of breath. Mu Qingchen's goal has been achieved, fearing that he will be irritated by further entanglement, so he stops his movements without thinking, and no longer plays nonsense.

The old man who drove the car looked back, chuckled, and said, "The relationship between the young couple is just right".

Hearing Chang Shu's answer in shame, the old mothers' manners and teachings flashed through their minds one by one, like a grinning villain staring at her uncomfortably, since Mu Qingchen came out of Mu Qingchen's arms and sat obediently.

Cang Dang.

The wheel slammed on the stone, and she was unstable and fell back again.

Seeing the opportunity, Mu Qingchen hurriedly hugged her, giggling openly.

Chang Shu rebelled to no avail, so she had to say "The villain has the will."

Mu·little·Qingchen readily accepted her supreme comment, and started shaking his head with the children in the school. Chang Shu was competitive, and pinched her nose while she didn't pay attention.

Without struggling, Mu Qingchen asked the old man with a nasal voice, "You said that you are going to Wannian County North, where exactly is it?"

The old man patted the clothes on his shoulder. "Pingkangfang, stay in the backyard, where there are many shops, and our owner is also there. Today there is a porter bringing the goods, and I will help him carry it. By the way, where are the two? what?"

"East City."

"Just on the way!" The footman was surprised.

However, Chang Shu looked up abruptly, with sharp eye knives, and slashed on Mu Qingchen's face. "Didn't you say you got off the car and rented a carriage for me?"

Mu Qingchen was not surprised, and silently stretched out a finger, "I have no money, and the last copper plate was given to Aunt Chuyue as a sealing fee."

Chang Shu severely despised her "liar!"

Hou Fu is a kind of noodle soup, also known as soup cake. To put it bluntly, it is to roll the noodles into slices and throw them into a pot with a lid, but sometimes it creates new tricks, such as adding some stuffing to it.

The stall owner’s small stall was around the corner, and he sloppily set up a straw shed with bamboo mats hanging around. Chang Shu chose a corner position to sit down.

It's already over the meal now, and there are no other guests except them. Mu Qingchen ate happily, accidentally scalded his mouth, and sucked in cold breath.

It happened that the stall owner came in to pour herbal tea, and she drank it and asked for another cup.

"It's not worrying at all." Chang Shu's fingertips stroked the corner of her mouth, staining a drop of green tea stains.

Mu Qingchen felt that the elegant appearance of Chuchen was detrimental. He raised his head and chest in a straight posture, and then mysteriously hooked Chang Shu after his breath.

Chang Shu leaned over obediently, waiting for her next words without rush or rash.

But waiting left and right, Mu Qingchen didn't speak any more, Chang Shu was annoyed, thinking that Mu Qingchen was playing with her.

Mu Qingchen did not rush to explain. After eating the last piece of noodles and drinking the last noodle soup, he asked her for some money, ran across the street to buy two sesame cakes, and took her to Pingkangfang. Direction to go.

"You are going to find... to find..." Chang Shu figured out Mu Qingchen's mind, but couldn't remember the name of Lin Pinru's sweetheart.

"Qing Xia." Hu Bing was fragrant, and Mu Qingchen took a bite contentedly. The crust was crispy and made a click. Then handed another cake to Chang Shu.

Chang Shu refused. The so-called food without talking, let alone eating without shame on the street.

Mu Qingchen saw through her mind, without saying anything, tore off a small piece and stuffed it in her mouth. Chang Shu was taken aback, scolded her for bad water, closed her eyes, and forced herself to chew, and swallow the biscuits-she can't spit it out, let alone inappropriate.

Not to mention, the taste is really good, Chang Shu pondered over it, and simply took the sesame cake by herself and tore it in small pieces.

Mu Qingchen had a sense of accomplishment of instigating the enemy.

"Is there any clue?" Chang Shu was curious. They and Lin Pinru had been in peace for several days, so why did they suddenly go to Qingxia?

But she really didn't want to go to the "Drunken Dream Tower", her scalp tightened when she thought of the flies of Mimizaza pounced on her face.

But Qingxia obviously didn't think so.

At that time, he was turning over the stools in the lobby one by one, sprinkling water on the floor reluctantly, sprinkling water on the floor while cursing, "I am a fairy! What is the place to wash on rainy days, it's so dirty? Stink!"

As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw Mu Qingchen leading a quiet and elegant girl. He immediately rejoiced and ran up to them, using the accent of Chengdu Mansion, and said kindly, "My God, this is not the rich man... The God of Wealth, come, sit first."

He threw the bucket away, took a stool from the table and lay it out graciously, and wiped the surface of the stool with his sleeves before he came back, vividly interpreting "money can make ghosts grind" to the fullest.

Chang Shu choked on the fishy smell, and got close to Mu Qingchen for two points, and didn't mean to sit down.

Qingxia only noticed her now, raised her orchid finger, and looked at Chang Shu with the eyes of the old mother looking at the girl. "Miss sister, which building do you belong to? I have never seen you before. Ouch, based on my experience, you must be It's a celebrity."

Where is she like a patron?

Chang Shu was sullen and almost slapped her face, suddenly remembering that she was dressed up in Jehovah's costume last time, so it's no wonder Qingxia couldn't recognize it. I thought that those who didn't know would not be guilty, so I didn't plan to do more cares.

But Mu Qingchen's eyes narrowed into a line, and his teeth clenched. Chang Shu couldn't understand her better, patted her back to make her feel happy, and said one by one, "It's important to do business."

Qingxia's brain was missing a string, and she didn't realize that they were wrong, she was still excited, "Sit down, I'll go to the kitchen to see what to eat. Our Drunken Dream Tower only opens at night. At this time, the chefs are all lazy."

After speaking, he grinned with an enchanting and greasy smile, and ran to the backyard with his legs high.

Mu Qingchen watched him go away, with long gazes, and it took a long time to honestly say, "He and Lin Pinru are quite good."

"What's the answer?" Chang Shu asked.

"My mind is not clear!"

Chang Shu raised his eyebrows and muttered, you still have the face to talk about others! ?

Immediately afterwards, I heard Qingxia’s grumpy voice from far away, "Have you finished digging out Liu Zhangshao's feet (jio)! Finished digging out fried pan peanuts! There are two local rich men eager to eat!"

Mu Qingchen and Chang Shu "Lao Tzu, you are a fairy!"

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Brother Qingxia is here again, hahahaha

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