The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

The proprietress just released the door bolt and yawned and lazily stretched out to prepare for business. She was sleepy, suddenly seeing the bright morning light, a tall and handsome man stood at the door of her shop, obviously a sturdy, straight and loose posture, should be equipped with a sword, a knife, walked coldly through the market No one is jealous.

But this handsome man, smiled and smiled, the cheek vortex was light, and the eyelashes were thick and gentle.

In the arms, still holding a bamboo basket, the basket is not a spiritual stone, not a magic scroll, but a basket of fresh fruits and vegetables, apple red, radish white fat, lettuce green onions and green leaves to explore, the top of the dew crystal drops.

Lined with his handsome face.

The boss yawned half of the yawn and froze like this, staring at the scene of the blood and tenderness in front of her eyes, squinting, and returning to God for a long time.

"The boss wife?"

"Hey, what does Xianjun want?"

"Just this." Ink burned a pair of light red spar pendants, "How to sell?"

"The son has a good eye. This pair of pendants is made of a good dragon blood crystal. It was carved by the craftsmen of Kunlun Palace. Although the materials are not expensive, the sinkers themselves are very strange. Dragon blood crystals, the son must know, will The wearer's body temperature rises and turns red..."

The proprietress said that she smiled here; "Since Xianjun is a pair, it should be a one who wants to be with the double repairer? I don't know which Xiangu is so blessed and can climb you. When you buy a pendant, you can't lose it. Go back and wear it. When you double-build it, you can have fun."

The original burning of the sinker, I only think that the dragon blood crystal is a good good product for warming the cold body. The night of the night is rather cold, and it is better to wear the cold.

But listening to the boss said, the heart can not help but move, thinking of the night of the night, the feeling of the pendant is fascinating, the pendant is bright red because of the owner's high body temperature, like the **** beads on the tip of the knife.

He coughed softly: "Let's do this, wrap it for me."

In order not to let Chu Xi Ning feel strange, the ink burned Xue Meng, Xue Zhengyi and Mrs. Wang also bought a gift. After returning to the inn, he put down the miscellaneous things, and found the wrapped dragon blood from the clothes. The small paper bag of the stone, the drop-shaped pendant lying on the head has become blushing because of his body temperature, he picked one left and the other hung around his neck...

After doing this, he finished the whole coat and made sure that the sinker would not be exposed, and then picked up the rest and repacked it.

He touched his mouth and felt that his heart beat a little faster. The ridiculous things of the past life have been experienced. Now, for the sake of this intimacy hidden under the clothes, he can’t help but feel surprised.

"Give me?"

When eating, Xue Meng took the ink spike to his sword, revealing a ghostly expression.

"What do you give me this? You should not be for yesterday, would you like to apologize to me?"

When I mentioned the last night, the ink burned because I didn’t know that Chu Ning was awake at the time, and it was quite calm, and it didn’t move at all.

However, Chu Xiaoning was a little bit uncomfortable. He picked up the tea cup in front of him, his throat twitching, and concealed a few mouthfuls of herbal tea, which only picked up the look on his face.

Ink burning and Xue Meng smiled: "What do you think, you are the first to provoke me. This is what I think is good-looking, I just bought it and gave it to you."

He paused and said: "It's rare to come out together, always buy something. I bought it for Master and my uncle. They are all little things, not worth a few dollars."

"Do we have it too?" Mrs. Wang looked surprised.

"The aunt's box is the agarwood powder box, and the uncle's is the folding fan pendant." The ink burned, presented a gift, and finally gave the dragon blood spar to Chu Yuning. "There is this, it is the master."

"……what?"

"A pendant." The palm of the hand is hot and hot, and some are sweaty. "Dragon blood spar can drive the cold. Linyi is rich in this kind of stone, and buy it to warm the body."

Chu Yuning took over, this stone is not expensive, but it is very useful. He said: "Thank you."

"Don't thank, the teacher is wearing a donkey?"

Chu nightning looked at the ink, but did not see the intimate and awkward selfishness of the ink, naturally put it in the neck. The light red spar glowed brightly, Xue Meng groaned, and couldn't help but say: "Good-looking, this is good, better than my sword spike. Where did you buy it? I also want to get a wearer."

Ink burning: "No, there is only one on the whole stall. I still want it, I can't buy it."

Xue Meng was disappointed, picked up his own sword and looked at it, and turned his head to look at the dragon blood spar between the night of Ning, and muttered: "...I don't believe it, anyway, this thing is more, wait until now. Confucianism, I am going to ask Nangong, he must be a lot, piled up like a mountain..."

I didn’t care about him, but I took advantage of Chu’s late night. When I saw the night, I put on the pendant, but I didn’t put the meat in it. Instead, I hung it outside the clothes. I couldn’t help but feel anxious. I for a while, I couldn’t hold back. Said: "Master, this pendant is not hanging outside."

"Ok?"

"It's going to be inside you," he said, looking around and trying to help Chu Yuning to collect the sinker. He was too close, and he breathed the ear of Chu-Ning's ear. Late Ning pushed away.

Chu night, low-lying, low-pitched, his face is very cold, but the ink burned this time carefully, he saw Chu Yuning's ear edge with a layer of jellyfish red, both pitiful and cute, let people I couldn't help but want to kiss me, put the trembling petals in my mouth and suck.

The ink burned a little surprised, he was thinking, why did Chu nightning blush?

I don’t seem to have done anything too much. If it is to help him play with the pendant, it’s not awkward...

Think about it carefully, think of the sentence just said.

"It's going to be inside you."

The ink burned the whiskers and the face rose red. If his skin is much darker than the night, he is afraid that it will be more obvious than the late night.

He swears that he only said this sentence, really did not want a pun...

He immediately felt wrong, and he did not think about it. He would like to be so arrogant.

The ink burns and is puzzling. Until Chu night, with his ears in his ears, his face sullen, and he put the pendant into the plaque without saying a word, he did not think of it.

Last night, a three-finger wide wooden wall made Teng Xianjun miss too many wonderful things. He missed the spring and the green, and missed a late night with a **** flesh and a sorrowful feeling. He didn't know anything about what happened on the bed between the walls, so he certainly wouldn't understand that at this moment, Chu Ning was still wrapped in the muddy yesterday, swaying for love and shaming for love. , sensitive to **** desires.

Because of that dream, because of the hot and cold bed in his dreams, because of the thought that he did not want to be discovered, he would be uncharacteristic and think of this simple and simple sentence.

Chu Xiaoning looked up at him and felt that his heart was a little hot. Yesterday’s evil fire still did not completely fade away. He reached out -

The girders of the teapot were held by the ink.

"Less drink a little, this tea is cold and hurts the stomach."

"..." Chu night quietly silent, looking at him, his hand still stretched out, indicating that he wanted to drink herbal tea.

"I am going to give you a cup of hot."

"No need to……"

But the ink burned has gone to the shopkeeper. After a while, he took a pot of freshly brewed hot tea and poured a cup to Chu Yuning: "Master drink this."

"Yeah, Yuheng, you drink hot tea, cold is not good, really hurts."

Chu night, no way, can only take the cup of hot tea, blowing, but did not drink, put it at hand.

His heart is already very hot.

When it heats up again, he is afraid that the last layer of thin ice in his eyes will also be destroyed. When the boundless spring water overflows, he will look up and stare at him, and he will no longer be able to hide his thoughts.

Then where is the face of his Beidou Xianzun?

The group used it too early. When preparing to leave the store, a group of people came in outside.

The head of the cloak with a light blue grass and a thick cloak, covering his face, looked very low-key and would not be noticed in the crowd, but he entered the inn and saw Xue Zhengyi, but took the initiative to come over. The rules and regulations are a must.

"Shu Bo is good."

"you are……"

The man saw the cloak hat, Xue Meng saw, "ah", and stepped back, Xue Zhengyi smiled: "Oh, is this not snow?"

Mei Hanxue raised his face. His skin was white and high in nose, his eyebrows were distinct, and his throat was deep. There was a kind of handsome and beautiful beauty that was clearly different from everyone. Moreover, this person's skin is very good, even though the house is dim, it still emits a faint glare, perhaps because he grew up in the cold and cold Kunlun snow. His eyebrows are soaked with frost and snow, which is both clear and transparent. Lonely high.

All in all, looking at his temperament, no one believes that he is the flower of the world, the plum blossoms.

"There is something in the palace. I came here today. I didn't expect to meet Xue's uncle here." Mei Hanxue was too cold, although he smiled politely, his eyes were light, and he was cool. Qi, "Small scorpion will come to ask my uncle and my aunt."

"It’s very good, very good, oh, it’s good if you have such a courtesy."

Unexpectedly, Xue Meng listened to this sentence, but he was not happy. He kept his eyes on the back and launched a small poison arrow to Mei Hanxue. One was more evil than a poke.

He thought, this grandson of Mei Hanxue! A set of people in front of the set! Obviously, it was a stinking rogue that was not eaten by men and women. When I first reached out to touch his waist in Taohuayuan, now standing in front of the elders, but a serious and desperate desire to be like a sorghum, this guy can really play!

Mei Hanxue did not even look at his childhood playmate, only his eyebrows and eyes were narrow, and even the opening and closing of his lips was not large. He was extremely disciplined: "The uncle said, laughing, Xue Gongzi’s pride is Lingshan. The first leader of the conference, naturally, he has something extraordinary."

"Yeah, hey, this guy is my defeat?"

"Menger..." Mrs. Wang was quite embarrassed, and reached out to pull Xuemeng. This violent phoenix was finally screaming, but she still braved the fire in her nostrils.

Mei Hanxue said: "Is the uncle going to the Confucian Gate?"

"The time is almost the same. It doesn't matter if I used to go earlier. Anyway, the most bad thing about Nangong Liu is the room. He doesn't say that one month before and after the wedding, is there a whole city of Confucianism to give guests a foot?" Xue Zhengyi Laughing, "Let's go through it first, so that the younger generations can get more contact with each other."

Speaking of Xue Meng, the meaning of the words is to give Xue Meng to find a daughter-in-law.

Xue Meng: "..."

"Does snow not go directly to the Confucianism Gate?"

"The palace owner has explained some things and wants to buy a lot of Lingshi back, so I will stay in the vicinity of Yucheng for a few more days, and I will have time to go before the big day."

Xue Meng whispered: "You are obviously afraid that you have passed away. The girls who are disappointed by you in the famous school are playing with you and playing you as a dog."

The ink burns the tip of the ear and smiles: "What do you say about Meng Meng? What dog?"

"..."

Xue Meng snorted and hugged his arms: "Nothing, I am thinking of the law."

"Oh, what you are afraid of is the method of folding the plum."

"You talk again!!"

Mei Hanxue listened to them and you said one sentence, and finally looked at them. Xue Meng’s eyes were on him, and suddenly he was slightly stunned.

He felt that something was wrong. This plum was strangely snowy. He obviously saw him in Taohuayuan last time. The grandson’s eyes were filled with peach blossoms. The eyes were like laughing when they were angry.

But in front of this person, don't talk about peach blossoms in the eyes, not even the silk waves, the whole is cool, neat, abstinence, these eyes, as if laughing, are angry.

Xue Meng blinked, and for a moment, when he thought of the Battle of the Sky, Mei Xuexue took the snow palace disciples to help, and in front of everyone, it was also a human-like dog, and could not help but be furious. How can this guy play like this? Why are you doing this? It’s a human face! Sven scum!

"Hey, Menger, where are you going?"

"The room is too stuffy! I am going outside to wait for you, talk about you and come out again!" Xue Meng said, striding to the door, a curtain, anger went out, the arrogant son is really wronged.

He was puzzled, and the house was full of scum smell. How did he get rid of him except him?

Good luck!

The author has something to say: I didn't get on the bus yesterday and remember to get on the bus. After half an hour, Weibo deleted it~

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