The eighth leisure in the bamboo forest

The eighth leisure in the bamboo forest

. < | many 。 Summer lay pretending to sleep for a long time, only to wait until the sky outside the window turned black, the stars and the moon climbed up the sky. Xiao Ai, after all, is still young, and now he has fallen asleep against the wall. Summer in the bottom of my heart secretly called rejoice, so do not have to bother to send little moxa. .| . Road He left Princess Yongjia's room. Does the princess really want to go? The dim moonlight plated a faint layer of soft light on the whole body of Tongye. Tongye was originally a beautiful young man with a beautiful face like jade. When he slowly turned around under the moon, he was so beautiful that Wenxia was entranced. Outside the house was immediately quiet, although ordered to protect Wenxia, but these days have been safe, everyone wants to have a rest time. Summer opening, they are naturally eager, leaving a few on duty, the rest will go. . < | many 。 Summer lay pretending to sleep for a long time, only to wait until the sky outside the window turned black, the stars and the moon climbed up the sky. Xiao Ai, after all, is still young,beam impact tubes, and now he has fallen asleep against the wall. Summer in the bottom of my heart secretly called rejoice, so do not have to bother to send little moxa. .| . Road He left Princess Yongjia's room. Does the princess really want to go? The dim moonlight plated a faint layer of soft light on the whole body of Tongye. Tongye was originally a beautiful young man with a face like jade. When he slowly turned around under the moon, he was so beautiful that Wenxia was fascinated. I really have to go. Xia looked sideways to avoid Tong Ye's gentle and somewhat flustered eyes in the moonlight. He tried to concentrate and asked, "Did you write the words on the silk handkerchief?" "Can't Sister Wenxia recognize it?" Tong Ye said softly, holding Wen Xia's hand and saying, "This is not the place to talk. Come with me." As he spoke, he pulled Wenxia all the way. Tong Ye was very familiar with the terrain of Sima Fu,side impact door beams, and even at night, he was still very flexible when he ran through the narrow passages and through the cracks of one rockery after another. .:. It's going too fast. Wenxia can't walk at night like he does in the daytime. In order to catch up with the steps of Tongye, Wenxia would accidentally bump into the sharp edges and corners of the rocks from time to time. Wenxia clenched her teeth and followed Tong Ye closely. The more she walked that way, the more she didn't know Wenxia, and she even wondered if she was still in Sima Fu. Finally, Tong Ye stopped, stopped in front of a door, "through this door, is outside the house, someone is waiting for you outside, that person will take you away." "Wait for me?" Wen Xia does not understand, is it the person arranged by Tong Ye? "Someone who wants to advance and retreat with Wenxia." Tong Ye's tone was light, not at all like his usual tone of ridicule. .u. Think more Wenxia pushed the door open. The second volume, precision welded tubes ,side impact door beams, the capital of Wei, Luoyang, the ninety-second chapter, raise the whip and go away. Updated: November 9, 2008 22:07:33 Words in this Chapter: 2664 Good appetite, but also very happy, and for Wenxia to bring some delicate. I don't know if little moxa, who is the maid of his own body, will be convicted. This simple and some stupid girl, if not their own care, I do not know if they will be driven out of Sima Fu. If she leaves here, can she live alone? But what can I do? Wenxia thought helplessly that she was not a fairy or a saint, and that she could not sacrifice herself for others. And how many people's life trajectories will be changed unconsciously when they leave so quietly? Xiao Ai, you have to be smart and don't trust others easily. Summer eating soft cake, looking at the busy little moxa, or can not help but remind: "The heart is always the most difficult thing in the world to guess, no matter what do not easily believe others." "Xiao Ai believes in the princess." Little moxa looked at Xia with a reddish face and said timidly, "If there is no princess, little moxa doesn't know if he can live now. In such a day, little moxa didn't dare to dream before. Little moxa will follow the princess all his life.".

” "Silly girl, you have to have your own life, you can't follow me all your life!" Wenxia sighed helplessly, this clumsy little girl, did not know how to learn a lesson, how can she live in the future! "What else does the princess want to eat?" Little moxa saw that Wenxia had eaten two more soft cakes. With a happy look on her face, she said, "Little moxa is going to order the kitchen to do it." .| ., got up and was asked by Xiao Ai, Wenxia thought about it. "Cook some light soup to drink," he said. "It's cold and my stomach is a little cold." Little moxa answered and jumped out of the house. The soup that was brought in again was exquisite, the green bowl was smooth and smooth, and the layer of plum green color had a creamy texture, as if it was going to flow down. The soup in the bowl is reflected by the green luster of the plum on the bowl, which also shows some green and faint colors. Xia stirred the soup with a spoon, scooped up a spoonful and looked closely. The soup was milky white. It was mixed with a few thin filamentous objects. .:. Soup 。 It's just that this bowl of bird's nest is a little different from what she used to drink. Although the ones she used to drink are exquisite, they are different from this bowl. The soup in the bowl smelled more fragrant and fresh, and the smell made Xia want to stick out his tongue to lick it and taste it. Just as Wenxia's tongue was about to be touched, there was a sudden "meow" outside the house, as if a small animal like a cat had jumped onto the windowsill. This voice let Wenxia suddenly surprised, this bowl of bird's nest is too strange. Em just went out for a while. He brought in such a bowl. And look at the appearance of this soup, not a few hours is absolutely not boiled out. Even if the cook is already ready. But the smell, the smell -- ..; in a state of alarm. As soon as Wenxia smelled the smell of the soup,impact beam tubes, she still couldn't help wanting to taste it. Xia Ziwen is not a person who has no self-control and can't resist temptation. Why does he confuse his mind in the face of this small bowl of soup? Wenxia thought that what she ate always needed to be tasted by others in advance, but when the soup was served, no one had tasted it. cbiesautomotive.com