"Engong continues to practice calligraphy, and the slave family will listen to your."

The girl said delicately, sat on the stone opposite Zhu Ping'an, blinked her watery eyes and looked at Zhu Ping'an who was holding a brush, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, her fair face revealed a faint red powder, and her thin lips were delicate like rose petals.

After sitting down, the girl made a soft sound, while stretching out her slender jade hand to take out a jade flute with body temperature from the open collar, the collar that was originally very low was made even lower by the girl's action, revealing a large piece of snow skin, which made people can't help but look in with long eyes.

Zhu Ping'an is no exception.

Seeing this, the girl's watery eyes were even more overflowing, and she was waiting for the girl to make persistent efforts, but the humble little man who was as gentle as jade heard Zhu Ping'an on the other side stretch out his hand and pointed to his exposed snow skin, and made a sound.

"Girl, you've got a spider"

Spider?

The girl with watery eyes on the other side squeaked, got up from the stone, and threw the jade flute to the ground, like a fast shot, jumping left and right, scratching up and down

A few minutes later, the girl's resentful gaze fell on the boy who didn't know when he started practicing calligraphy again.

The girl bit her red lip slightly, walked to Zhu Ping'an's side lightly, and said coquettishly: "Such a breeze and bright moon, Nair is disappointed?" And there are only two people in the public and slave families, why are you afraid to know? ”

"The slave family not only blows the jade flute well?"

The girl snorted and laughed, and rubbed against Zhu Ping'an's body as she spoke, like a boneless snake.

"God knows what it means to be two. In the past, it was just a matter of raising a finger. Girl, don't take it to heart, I still have to practice calligraphy, the girl is light. Zhu Ping'an stretched out his hand to block the girl's nest-like body, and said with a straight face.

"Why does Engong need to be like this, and the slave family doesn't want a name. Slave family. The slave family just wants to be tired and tired, so it's good to be able to look at the slave family occasionally. ”

"You wave, I study ink; You chant poetry, I dance; You read a book in the east window, I give birth to lotus step by step, and warm plum cooks wine"

The girl's eyes dripping from Zhu Ping'an's eyes. The face is delicate and coquettish, and the voice is soft and delicate.

"The scientific examination is imminent, and I still have to practice calligraphy."

Zhu Ping'an got up from the stone and took two steps back. Arch Hands.

"Engong" girl resentment.

"Girl, please."

Zhu Ping'an gave up again.

The girl glanced at Zhu Ping'an resentfully, gritted her teeth, ashamed and annoyed, and turned around and left the woods.

The person with the scent on your body doesn't even have an appetite, and what kind of luck do you talk about

Zhu Ping'an looked at the back of the girl leaving, and couldn't help but scold.

After that, he sat down on the stone again and continued to write a revised essay on yesterday's comparison, while continuing to ponder. While practicing calligraphy, time quietly passed from the tip of the pen with clear water.

The morning sun rises slowly below the horizon, although the outline is not yet visible. But the eastern sky was already flushed. Slowly, the moon faded, and like a whitening pill, it gradually melted with water. Then, the sun rose from the jungle, very large, like a wheel. It shines like an egg yolk.

With the sunshine, Zhu Ping'an took the black plank. He took out a book from his bag and looked at it again against the boulder.

in a room on the opposite bank. The seventeen-eighteen girl gently pushed open the door, just as she had walked quietly.

"Sister, why have you been gone for so long?" The girl with the falling ponytail on the bed heard the door knock in a daze, rubbed her eyes again and propped up her body, and asked half-asleep.

"Oh, sister, sister has a stomach, but now it's fine, sister continue to sleep." The girl standing at the door had a somewhat abnormal face and a somewhat weak voice.

However, the girl on the bed was really sleepy, she didn't hear anything unusual, nodded in a daze, and continued to lie down in the bed and fell asleep.

The girl standing at the door breathed a sigh of relief, then walked lightly to the dresser and sat down, but the next moment it was a slender jade hand covering the corners of her lips, and her shoulders shook gently uncontrollably.

The capital is ruthless, and how can I cry, stained with rouge, and cool.

Zhu Ping'an, who was in the woods, leaned on the stone to enjoy the gift of the sun, and looked at the book intently.

The sun is shining, I'm young, and I don't read more books to live up to this great time.

Zhu Ping'an was reading in the woods until he saw that his stomach had sent a signal of protest, so he reluctantly put the book in his schoolbag, got up and grabbed the black plank, and walked out of the woods with his schoolbag cross-body.

A white gauze in front of him was lying quietly on the fallen leaves, it should have been the girl who fell in the morning, and the scene in the morning couldn't help but come to mind, Zhu Ping'an shook his head slightly and pressed down a restless little thing under him. Now you are still young, when you grow up and mature, I will pull you to the battlefield again, and in the future, I will strike at me because of the chaos of war. As for now, the national strength is not strong, and it is not the time to start the war lightly.

What's more, this kind of thing is only interesting for couples to do, and they are not casual people.

Zhu Ping'an shook his head and bypassed the white gauze belt and walked around from one side.

The streets are already crowded with people, there are people who come out in the morning to sell breakfast and eat breakfast, there are servants who come out to buy vegetables, there are rich families who have birds and dogs, in short, the street is very lively.

Zhu Ping'an walked on the street and missed Yingtian's morning a little, and when he looked around, he saw a long queue in one place, which seemed to be a newly opened breakfast shop. Zhu Ping'an was curious, so he walked to the back of the line and lined up, and from time to time he heard someone say how good this store tasted.

The queue was very long, but the boss moved quickly, and it didn't take long for Zhu Ping'an to line up.

"Do you want a full set or a single point?" The shopkeeper asked, "It's the first time for Gong to come to the shop to eat steamed rice, and I suggest that Gong have a full set, which is delicious and inexpensive, and only costs eight yuan." ”

"Then let's get a full set." Zhu Ping'an was as good as a stream, and counted eight coins from his pocket and handed it over. Eight is not too much, and with such a long queue, it should taste good.

The boss's movements are dazzling, and the pickled side dishes such as egg yolk enema, braised pork, green cabbage, sour cowpeas, etc., are only a few seconds, and they are all brushed and covered with rice.

Zhu Ping'an came to the table with this steamed rice and sat down, took a pair of chopsticks and took a bite, fat but not greasy, and the taste really made people can't help but eat it.

The proprietress in the store was in her forties, a chubby lady, and she brought a tea bowl and poured a bowl of water for Zhu Ping'an. Then, he sprinkled some broken leaves into the bowl.

Zhu Ping'an was about to drink water, and when he saw the broken leaves floating in the bowl, he looked up a little uncomfortably and asked, "Why is this?" ”

"The water is very hot, and I'm worried that my husband will get hot if he drinks it in one gulp." Dang Niang explained with a smile, "This broken leaf is a picked stevia, and it tastes sweet." ”

The store has a heart, no wonder this store can do a prosperous business. (To be continued)