Chapter 105: Magic Bean

In the middle of these two green leaves is a bulging cute little bean paste. The small bean paste seems to be inseparable. What makes Zhou Bo stunned is that there are words on this small bean paste!

However, although the handwriting on Douban is ugly, it can also make people see clearly and clearly that it is indeed the two miserable words seen by Xuejian! One piece says: Hold your hand, turn around, and the other piece says: grow old with your son.

Zhou Bo's first thought is that this small bean paste is different from the gourd. It is too small to use molds at all. This is simply the word that grows on the bean paste!

Looking up again, Xue Jian still smiled sweetly. Zhou Bo put down the small flower pot, hugged her and hugged her tightly. Slightly trembling, uncontrollable conjecture, holding the hand of the son, and aging with the son, this. Is it the voice of Xuejian?

In order to make this magic bean, Xuejian spent a lot of energy. Magic beans can be bought on the modern TB website for a few yuan, with various patterns and fonts made by laser.

In this time and space, although Xuejian found the raw material of magic beans, that is, knives and beans (if you haven't guessed, you can find a place to spit blood or hit tofu), she doesn't have the ability to turn out such a magical high-tech as laser. Therefore, she could only use the stupidest way to carve with the tip of a red-hot awl. Although the survival rate is low and difficult, it is not easy to achieve this step with her IQ and ability, and she really can't think of any other way.

Xue Jian is already clumsy, not to mention this kind of graded technical work, so it is inevitable that his left hand will be accidentally pricked full of needles. After wasting two large bags of knives and beans, she finally succeeded in carving dozens of them, so Xuejian found several cute and small white porcelain basins and celadon basins to put them on the soil, and then inserted her elaborate magic beans into the earth with their pointed head down. Add a little water to wet the soil evenly, put down the magic bean seeds, cover them with a thin layer of soil, and then put the flower pots in a warm house. At the beginning, you should never bask in the sun, and remember to keep the soil moist, but don't water them too often, otherwise the seeds will rot. In a word, all kinds of troubles, fortunately, Xuejian had rich experience in planting magic beans in her previous life, so she still lived more than half. There is no survival. Xue saw and guessed randomly. Maybe he hurt the bean when he engraved the words.

Anyway, this tender green magic bean made Xue see the planting. Looking at Zhou Bo's shocked expression, he still had a little pride. This is the only idea that Xue has achieved great success since Xue saw ancient times, from conception to planning to practice to action.

Although Zhou Bo has stormy waves in his heart, he is still more difficult to express her deepest and true thoughts in such a magical way? With such a strong and warm feeling, such an uneasy and brave expression, how can I repay myself to be worthy of such stubborn and persistent sincerity and appease her repeated hesitation and temptation all the time?

Looking at his changeable face, Xuejian slowly smiled and asked carefully, "Dalang, don't you like it?"

"How is that possible?" Zhou Bo's expression turned slightly. He pulled Xuejian's left hand and looked at it one finger at a time. If there was substance, he stared at her all over. After a moment, he stared at her and asked, "Is it for this that you have suffered so many injuries?"

Listening to Zhou Bo taking the initiative to say this, Xue Jian smiled and gently pulled back her hand. There was nothing to hide. She was with Zhou Bo every day. Although Zhou Bo did not know what she was doing, he could guess a little.

Xue pointed to the back and said with a smile, "Actually, I planted several pots, Dalang, come and have a look." He took Zhou Bo's hand and came to his dozen pots of magic beans in the outer room.

"You stupid girl," Zhou Bo looked at it one by one, all with the same words. Such a stupid girl, "How can anyone be so stupid that he writes love letters, one by one with the same words?"

"Where is the love letter?" Xue Jian immediately reacted, "Where did they write a love letter to you?"

"Hmm?" Zhou Bo's eyes widened, "Isn't it written for me? Can there be another person who deserves such a great effort to not only hurt himself, but also use such a heavy 'pen and ink'?

"Don't be complacent," Xuejian pushed him and raised her head slightly, "How do you know that there is no such person who is worthy of my wholehearted efforts?"

Yes, dedication, which made Zhou Bo, who had always been a little unsteady, completely relieved and said in a hoarse voice, "Xuejian, I said that I only guard you, only close to you, only stay with you, and never separated! I swear, if I..."

"Of course I believe you," Xuejian raised her hand to stop Zhou Bo's vows and said to him with a smile, "If the relationship needs vows to be maintained, then this relationship must be pitiful. No, I don't want to be so pitiful, and I don't want your worries. Since ancient times, people have changed people's hearts. If you are sincere to me, I will naturally be wholehearted with you. If one day you hate me and betray me, please tell me clearly that I will not be entangled with you..."

"I'm talking about it again!" Zhou Bo's eyes turned red and covered Xue Jian's mouth with his hand. "In this life, in the afterlife, we will be entangled and never be separated!"

"Okay, okay," Xuejian gently pushed his hand away. It's not that she doesn't believe Zhou Bo, but that she is too afraid of love. Things that are too beautiful will also give people the feeling of being very unreal, as if they will be destroyed in minutes. Of course, she knew how much she loved Zhou Bo, but because of her love, she was more afraid of hurting. Thinking about it, she couldn't help bursting into tears. If one day, Zhou Bo gets tired of himself, my God, will it be the end of the world? I can't think about it anymore. Thinking about it made her heartbroken. As she blinked the tears on her eyelashes, she pretended to be happy and said, "I've been busy for several days to make these gifts. I'm exhausted. Rest early. There are still a lot of things to do tomorrow."

"Yes, snow master, please in the inner room." Zhou Bo looked at Xue and deliberately changed the topic and quickly put on a careful look, but he really couldn't do this kind of servile appearance. He has been used to being served since he was a child. Even if he is a businessman, but because of money, he grew up with beautiful clothes and food. It is inevitable that such a person is a little funny to behave like this.

Xue Jianming knew that he was deliberately coaxing himself to make himself happy, but when he saw such an ugly shape, his face became a little strange and muttered in a low voice, "This slave has no vision. Can't he even help his master walk?"

Zhou Bo frowned into a big pimple, took a look at the snow fiercely, and then sighed, "Master Xue, hold the little man's hand, please!"

"Then, let's go." Xue Jianxu held Zhou Bo, took the thousands of manners of masters in the palace on TV, and said softly, "Xiao Bozi (is he the an an antor of Zhou Heiya's long-long spicy duck neck?)? If you have anything in the future, just tell your master, don't worry, everything is there."

"Yes," Zhou Bo's tall body bent slightly and went to a girl who was much shorter than himself. She was really tired to death, and he had to be careful and sincerely said, "Can the master grow longer?"

After being hit by Xuejian's fierce eye knife, he followed a neck, followed him with the other hand, slapped himself in the face, and said, "Look how I can't speak. It should be my own practiced bone shrinking magic skills and so that it is convenient to take care of the master." Nima, this bone-shrinking magic skill is from the story told by Xue Jian, and he used it here.

The distance from the outer house to the inner room is really too long. Seeing that Zhao Xue goes down at this speed, Zhou Bo will have to turn himself into a disabled person first.

He simply picked up Xuejian and threw it into the inner room in a few steps**.

On the desk at the head of the bed, it was the pot of magic beans that had just been brought in. Zhou Bo glanced over and his heart was sweet. Thinking of Xue's little hand full of needles, her nose was sore and her heart became more guilty. There is such a woman who pays for him so persistently and carelessly, which makes his heart warm and soft.

You are sincere to me, and I naturally do everything to you. If one day you hate me and betray me, I will not be entangled with you!

Thinking of such a weak little woman and saying such decisive words, Zhou Bo was short of breath for a moment. He would not allow Xue Jian to leave, and he would never allow it!

The candlelight red tent is as beautiful as jade, with a light smile, but it seems to be in a trance and may disappear at any time.

"Xuejian, Xuejian..." He couldn't help muttering and hugged her more tightly, as if to squeeze her into his body and integrate her into his bones and blood. Xuejian, we will always be together, always together, always..."

"Dalang..."

"Don't leave me!"

Zhou Bo's eagerness carries a kind of panic. Such a strong person, in the deepest part of his heart, will also have a softness. Is this softness, is it snow to see me?

For the first time, Xuejian took the initiative to cater to him, "Dalang!" And timidly and tentatively touched his lips with his trembling red lips. Just like the thunder enchanted the earth fire, and like dry wood ignited the fire, such a murmur and initiative was undoubtedly a hint and **. Zhou Bo did not hesitate to pull down the curtain.

"Don't..." Xue saw that as soon as she opened her mouth, she was blocked by Zhou Bo. I don't know whether the passion ignited the ** of the night, or the intensity of desire to dispel the winter frost. In short, the heavy breathing and the fine moan formed a gorgeous melody. The melody continued, continuing...

(Three thousand words are saved here. Please understand the taste or use your imagination.)