The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

Chu Xiaoning looked at her up and down. Before that, she felt that this person had a national attitude in Xuanyuan Pavilion. At this moment, it was a fascinating scent. If the Ming dynasty reflected the sun, an ebony-like hair could shine. It’s really beautiful in the surrounding area. It’s no wonder that Nangong will like it.

Thinking this way, I couldn’t help but quietly glance at the ink and I want to know what the reaction will be.

Unexpectedly, the line of sight was opposite to the ink burning. The ink burned did not go to see Song Qiutong. It seemed that Nangong Temple stood next to the air. Instead, it was always staring at himself. The two looked at each other. The ink burned gently and smiled.

Chu Xiaoning was seen by him, but his face was pretending to be calm, and he and the ink burned for a moment, which turned his eyes away.

"The Xiaoyue campus has a lot of demon wolves. The most brave is Naobaijin. I also like it most."

Nangong驷 led everyone to the center of the empty grassland, took out the jade flute with the waist, and blew three whistles. After a moment of silence, in the distant Maolin, the demon winds are everywhere, a snow-white light and shadow is like a whirlwind, and it jumps out from the forest. Almost in the blink of an eye, a whole body of hair is crystal clear, and the claw-winged gold demon wolf leaps into the air, and the body is pulled into a smooth flow. The arc, it screams "嗷呜-", the cold winter is reflected behind it, and then it falls down and steadily stops at Nangong.

"Hey!"

Nangong squatted forward and touched its fluffy neck and smiled back: "Guru, you see, it's all so big, it was a little **** when you left."

"In the year I left, it was already as tall as an adult man." Chu night Ning no expression.

"Hahaha, are you? I always think it's a small one, it's still awkward."

"..."

"Guru, you can ride and ride."

Nangong said, and he blew the flute, and called two other snow-white wolves from the woods: "Mo Zongshi, are you also playing?"

The three men turned over the back of the demon wolf. Nangong said: "Hold the rope chain or the neck hair, and the legs should be clamped. It is almost the same as riding." After he finished, he bowed to Song Qiutong and said, "Qiu Tong, you ride with me." One, I will take you."

Chu night Ning originally thought that he would not, but across the back of the demon wolf, tried to take a few steps, it also felt that there is nothing difficult, even because the demon wolf is quite spiritual, can clearly understand the rider's mind, so control Ordinary Hummer is much easier.

Nan Gongxiao smiled and said: "How? Run a circle?"

"Where can I go anywhere?"

"All right, Houshan Linyuan and Xiaoyue School, just run."

Ink burned and said: "Is this going to be a game?"

"Come to a game." Chu nightning looked at Nangong, who was riding with Song Qiutong on the demon wolf. He thought that this was an opportunity to enhance the emotional feelings of the couple, and he readily accepted it.

Nangong smirked and untied a stone bracelet on his wrist and said, "In this case, we will first go to Ganquan Lake in the north of Linyuan and catch the five groupers. The first person to return here will win. How about this chain as a color head?"

"The seven-star spirit stone chain, Nangong Gongzi shot is too wide."

“I am very happy to buy a thousand dollars.” Nangong驷 tightened the rope chain and bowed down to Song Qiutong. “You are stable, don’t fall, if you run fast, just tell me.”

The ink burned Song Qiutong and smiled. "I am afraid that the chain of Nangong Gongzi can be taken out in advance."

"Hah, I am a little boy, but I grew up on the wolf's back. Don't say that I bring one more person. Even if I bring one more, that's a little meaning. Let's go, I will start with three or two."

"Three, two - one!"

When the voice is falling, the three white light and shadows will be smashed out like a forest feather arrow. They will step on the Xiaocao grassland and jump to the end of the hunting garden and disappear into the depths of the jungle.

Chu Xiaoning also slowed down at the beginning, followed by Nangong and Song Qiutong, but then Song Qiutong’s screams came from time to time, listening to the ears for a long time, and the girl’s delicateness, he could not afford it. I couldn't help but speed up and overtake the past.

With the exclamation of "You are slower" behind you, Chu Yuening gradually felt the joy of riding a wolf. This kind of beast is really smart, he even needs a little touch of his fingertips. Platinum can understand his mind and react immediately. It is no wonder that Nangong is a rare animal.

The winter winds came from the wind, but I didn’t feel the cold. Chu night Ning looked up and looked at the mottled sunshine in front of me. It continued to sneak through, and then rushed through like a flood, rolling away, and laughed. I felt that this flight was so dripping, so he drove the white-haired blonde to run wild, and the wolf claws stepped on the thick coniferous forest and raised the dust.

Behind him, the ink burned against the black-clawed wolf, and followed closely from beginning to end, that one must, in the chest of the night, actually had a hint of comfort and peace of mind.

Suddenly he did not feel so sure that he finally had the power to move forward arbitrarily. It seems that no matter where he ran, there would be such footsteps behind him. Such a person would continue to reverberate and not separate.

Chu nightning arrived at Ganquan Lake almost at the same time as the ink burned. The blue waves were full of water, the lake was clear like Xuanjian, the water system was extremely rich, and the two sides of the lake were nourished by the spiritual stream. The flowers and trees were not affected by the four seasons. The orange trees in the winter still remained. The leaves are leafy and green, and behind the green leaves, there are countless golden fruits, and the wind is filled with a sweet citrus fragrance.

Steadyly falling to the ground, Chu nightning looked around and said: "It is a good place for Zhong Lingxiu."

The ink burned the black-clawed wolf, and came over and smiled and asked: "The teacher likes it. When you go back, you will plant a lot of fruit trees in the dead and dying. You will raise the spirits all year round, and you will pick them if you want to eat."

Chu night Ning snorted, no choice, went to the lake, raised his hand to call the day to ask.

The ink burned and didn't look right, stopped him: "What?"

"Catch the fish."

"...the master should not want to open the wind, so that the fish in the lake will be twisted up."

"What do you want?" Chu night Ning gave him a look, and he threw the golden vines on the lake, and then whispered to the lake. "Would you like to be tired?"

So said three times, Chu night Ning took the day back, the golden leaves of the leaves, there are actually a few fat head fish can not love to turn over three white eyes spit a bubble look at the sky.

Chu Xiaoning looked at it and turned to ask for ink: "Does he mean grouper?"

"Ok."

".........Do you know what the grouper looks like?" Chu said that after he finished it, he felt that it might be too sharp to ask, and he simply picked up the whole question and lifted some fish caught up to the ink. Look at it, "Is there inside, is there?"

"...I still take it for the teacher."

The ink burned ten fish and placed them in the sacs of the two wolf's necks. Chu nightning put a few fish that didn't want to live, and put them back into the water. Said: "Life is too short, bothering the kings, and forbearing for a while."

Hearing such a sentence, the ink burned only that the man was both funny and cute. He put the last stone spot and turned around. He saw that Chu Ning came from the shore of the Bishui cold pool and the lake was at He was squatting behind him, immersing his white figure in a gentle, full of embarrassment.

Suddenly, he had a strong desire to make a big step. He wanted to take a big step and hold him in his arms. He wanted to kiss him. He wanted to touch him very gently. He wanted to smash him and wanted to pull him into the orange grove. He pressed him to the tree and lifted his leg to invade him infinitely and violently.

He looked at the late night, and he was more and more close, and he was shocked that his cravings were so contradictory and so strong, the softest and the hardest were born.

Love, love.

Isn't that what it looks like?

Hard heat is to cut off your fiery blade.

Soft, it is the tenderness of your spring water.

"Nangong Temple is also true." Chu Nighting did not see the darkness in the eyes of the burning eyes. He went to the front of the ink, and looked at the sacs on the neck of Naobaijin. "Take a girl, run so slowly." ""

"May be doing something else."

The smoldering brain was a little feverish. His wolf-like gaze stared at the white-necked neck of Chu’s bow when he bowed his head. The abdomen was hot and dry, and he whispered without hesitation.

Chu night Ning stunned: "What?"

"..." This is the reaction of the ink, and I feel that I have lost my voice and coughed. Don’t go too far. "Nothing."

Chu nightning has been pondering over the taste, his eyes wide open, and then dangerously picked up, looks thin and angry: "Think about you, get on, go back!"

The ink ignited the lips, and wanted to say "not the horse, it is the wolf", but look at the late face of the Chu and the red tip of the ear, and then swallowed it.

He was somewhat sorry to see that Chu Ningning rode his hand on Naobai Platinum, and the end was unconstrained and unparalleled. He is eagerly hungry. He thinks that if Chu is rather a man, he will be soft, and he will not be able to get on the horseback. The wolf can't get on his back. He can only come to his arms.

He was immediately shocked and guilty of his thoughts, and he shook his head subconsciously.

This move happened to be seen by Chu Xiaoning, and Chu Ning asked him: "What happened? Why did you shake your head? I still said that you are wrong?"

"No, the Master is correct, and I think too much."

But I am not thinking about the break of Nangong and Song Qiutong.

The person I think is you...

Then the ink burned and thought, hey, if you can interrupt the legs of Naobai Platinum, then there is no wolf to ride on the night, maybe the face will be rewarded, and the black paw willing to go to him.

He wants to hug him again, like a person who is dying of thirst, and misses the nectar that was once ruined by himself... The ink burns in such a lingering whimsy, all the way to the night, and then back to the whistle When I was on the school campus, I saw that Song Qiutong and Nangong Temple were already waiting there.

Song Qiutong sat on the ground, and the jade's ankles came out with blood marks on his head.

It turned out that she ran halfway, forgot that the Nangong had to tighten her legs, so she was scratched by the thorns. Although it was a minor injury, Nangong Temple would not let it go, so she would bring her back in advance.

The ink burned her legs and feet, and the feet are also good-looking, but compared with the Chu night, it is far worse, and she has quite like Song Qiutong’s feet in her previous life.

It’s awkward.

He now feels that Chu is rather good at everything, looking at it horizontally, looking at it vertically, even the pair is always cold and uninviting, and he feels that it is arrogant, it is temperament, Chu It’s so good to be late, it’s so beautiful, it’s good to die.

I saw that he was jealous, and he was jealous. He was blinded by his eyes.

"I am willing to gamble and lose." Nangong is very cool, and the chain of Qianjin is handed to Chu Yuning at random. "This is for the master."

Chu Xiaoning looked at the chain and said: "The Seven Stars are good at raising the core of the spirit. I really need it. Thank you."

The ink burned was not a taste, and somehow sighed at the side: "I will buy you a better next time."

"What?" Chu night Ning did not hear clearly, looked back at him.

The smoldering saw that his pair of phoenix eyes were so close, and his face was clearly reflected in the water, and the distance between you and me was slightly diminished.

Ink smirked: "I said, next time I see a more suitable teacher, I will buy it back."

"it is good."

Chu Evening’s crisp and conscientious promise made the ink burn more happy.

He even went to see Nangong Temple with care. The Nangong Temple did not care about this. He also tried to let the Nangong know that the teacher would accept your things. If you accept me, you will not. You see, he and I are not seen at all.

Chu night Ning said: "You remember to let the boss open a bill, I will give you the money when I arrive."

Ink burning: "..............."

Ten freshwater stone spots were taken out from the Qiankun sac. Nangong took them to the hunting cabin next to the Xiaoyue school ground. There was a gray furnace in the outside, and the pots and pans were all available. Going up to the mottled old, compared with the magnificent grassland, it is not built in the same period.

Chu night Ning pointed to the fence and stopped in front of a bunch of reins on the fence. The reins had been hit by countless winds and rains, and it was no longer the appearance of the original.

Nangong took the spices and came out of the wooden house. Seeing that Chu Ning was watching the reins, he smiled and said: "That was the year when the guru left, and I was here, it was fading."

Chu nightning did not speak, just sighed softly and sat down on a low stool made of wooden stakes.

When he played for Confucianism, Nangong was only a child, and he often took him to Xiaoyue School. The hunting house was still left at that time.

The fire soon became born, and the grouper was worn on the branches of fruit trees. The fat fish fat was scented from the crispy skin and exuded with a strong meaty smell.

Nangong was divided into six demon wolves by the wooden fence, and the remaining four were sprinkled with salt and distributed to the crowd.

Song Qiutong only ate a few mouthfuls and handed the grilled fish to Nangong Temple, which had already swiftly licked a whole fat fish. He said, "I don't eat it. The son of the son divides it for me."

Chu nightning looked at them and saw that Nangong had picked up the grilled fish. He was very happy to eat the second one. I thought that this Song Qiu Tong was up and gentle, it was an individual, and the rumored red apricot. The woman who came out of the wall was like a slang, and she couldn’t take it seriously.

Thinking about it, a lotus leaf was handed over, and the top fish was finely subdivided. The main thorns were removed, and the white tender meat was hot and coke.

Chu Xiaoning was slightly surprised and turned his head. The ink burned the silver short dagger that he wore. He smiled and said: "Master, eat this."

"Where are you coming from the lotus leaf?"

"When I was catching fish at the lake, I took it with me." The ink burned the fish to him. "It’s hot to eat, it’s not good."

Chu Evening took over the lotus leaf, and his heart twitched and said: "Thank you."

He really didn't like to eat fishbone, and the treatment of good stone spots was instant. Chu nighting was eaten piece by piece, and he didn't feel tired. After all the food was finished, the tea that was hung on the fire also rolled. Song Qiutong got up. Take off the iron kettle, pour a cup for everyone, and put your hands on it.

"Chu Zongshi, please use tea."

The filigree jade hand holds a small cup of white porcelain, the arm is like a moon, and the wrist is a little bit cinnabar.

Chu night Ning suddenly remembered that when the auction was held at the "Xuanyuan Pavilion", the owner said that her wrist was spotted by a cold scale sage, and she wanted to come to this one. Since it was in the palace, Song Qiutong and Ye Forgive It’s even more nonsense to have this incident.

Thinking about this, Chu Xi Ning’s heart was finally relieved, and Nangong Temple was a purely unintentional person, like a wild horse on the grassland, like a lonely wolf, with a knife and a knife, and such a person, Chu Evening is not annoying, so he does not want Nangong to meet people.

Song Qiutong’s tea was in front of the ink, and the ink burned, but he did not drink it. He stumbled to the side and smiled. “Song girl, I have something to send to you.”

The author has something to say: Today's bib has:

151 chapters of the unicycle, the crabs and the "village grass ball" wife ~ you know, the speed is too high, delete it tomorrow, go to eat meat soon ~ I wish you all happy ~ I will drink some water to calm down, see I am so excited that I can't help but ban my nose and blood. I just want to go to the Master. (Hey, I can't help!) If you are still driving, you can see that the 0.5 car is really too happy. Crab crab lady~

"The coffin" wife's dog alone, seeing my old face, a red deer smashing, can not stand this kind of eyes and open chest sputum exposed chest muscles ~ hold his cheeks and keep spinning, the dog is really Too handsome, this little hooligan-like look is simply killing me and saving my life! Crazy joy! Mrs. Crab Crab~ whispered: The wife of the solid wood had also made a map of driving before, very delicious, I can’t forget 233333

The small theater is the end of the episode EG version "The protagonist has something for you"

Ink burning: Song girl, I have a pot of oil to give to you.

Ink burning: Xue Mengmeng, I have a group of foundations to give to you.

Ink burning: Teacher sister, I... Hey, forget it, nothing.

Ink burning: Ye Gongzi, I have a wedding to give you.

Ink burning: Nangong, I have a pair of glasses to give to you.

Ink Burning: Master, come to my room tonight, I have a 100 million project to give to you.

Ink burning: emmmm... seems to have missed something... scratching the head... can't think of it, forget it.

Mei Hanxue: ...