233 touching the scene

Luo Wener couldn't hear his footsteps until he couldn't hear it. Fang whispered, "There seems to be something wrong with his brain..."

Qian Yumo seemed to be busy looking for something. For a long time, he said, "They grew up together..."

Touching the scene?

It should be. The owner of this room was originally the goddess he guarded in his heart, but he didn't want to be taken away by Mo Xi, and the result...

The room is so clean and tidy that he has been taking care of it all the time. But today Mo Xi suddenly came back and led another woman...

No, why does she think so? It's true that she is a woman, but what does it have to do with Mo Xi?

"Take..."

Qian Yumo suddenly put a small wooden hammer in her hand and pointed to the earth ball on the table: "Come on, knock it and see what's hidden in it?"

Luo Wener withdrew her mind, looked at the football-sized dirt on the table, looked at Qian Yumo, raised the small hammer, and gently knocked down.

"Bang".

The earth ball made a soft sound.

Qian Yumo smiled and said, "Are you tickling? How can you knock it open like this?"

She used her strength, but only dusted a layer of dust.

Angry and about to hit it harder, Qian Yumo suddenly grabbed her hand and knocked down.

I only heard a crack, the earth ball broke, and a hot air wrapped in a strong aroma suddenly came to my face.

"Bing chicken?" She was shocked.

"Have you eaten?" Qian Yumo's eyes flashed and turned gloomy in an instant.

She shook her head.

Until he saw a layer of lotus leaves wrapped in the cracked soil, Fang remembered that the begling chicken that often glanced at in martial arts films seemed to be like this.

And she has worked in different hotels and has seen many famous dishes, but she just passed by this begling chicken.

The corners of the lips smiled again: "Then try my craftsmanship!"

Pull a chicken foot and handed it to her: "What to eat to make up for it."

Seeing her ugly face, she couldn't help laughing and changed her chicken leg: "Is this good?"

"I prefer to eat chicken wings..."

"Do you want to fly away?" I twisted the chicken wings for her, and I took another wing and said as if jokingly, "One wing can't fly far. If you want to go, you have to call me."

Mo Xi's craftsmanship is good. This chicken is soft and tender. If you take a bite, your teeth and cheeks will remain fragrant.

Watching him skillfully peeling chicken for himself, I can't imagine him enjoying a feast with that woman. At that time, the candlelight must have swayed and the room was warm.

Qian Yumo seemed to guess what she was thinking and smiled: "I still remember once when I went to steal a chicken..."

"Stealing chickens?"

"If you don't have money, how can you not steal?" Qian Yumo was righteous: "I don't expect a dog near the chicken shed. The dog is very cunning and hides silently behind the haystitch. At that time, I was thinking about which chicken to take away..."

Luo Wen'er choked for a moment.

At such a tense moment of stealing, Mo Xi is still in the mood to pick and choose?

"I was so involved that I didn't pay attention that the dog was secretly approaching me and bit me..."

He looked at Luo Wen'er and didn't go on.

Luo Wener also pretended not to pay attention, but said in her heart, didn't she bite on the jade | buttocks? Usually unruly, this will be reserved. However, it is no wonder that now his jade tree is in the wind. If it is known that he has stolen chickens, it can only be said that it is absurd, and if he is bitten by a dog because of stealing chickens, he still bites it in such a place, it will laugh generously.

"The dog is so evil that he won't let go if he bites it. At this time, the owner of the chicken shed came. It was a girl..."

Luo Wener can predict the development below the story...

"She asked the dog to let go of me and asked which chicken I liked, so she gave me the chicken. Later, because I was injured and needed a big tonic, she gave me a chicken every once in five..."

Don't understate it, but how can things be so simple?

Mo Xi, what on earth did you do to other girls?

"I made beg chickens and ate them with her..."

Luo Wener knew that this "she" was not her, but Mo Xi never mentioned the woman's name, which made her feel itchy, but it was difficult to ask questions. Perhaps his memory today is just to relieve the depression and nostalgia in his heart for a long time. How can she make him more sad if she only needs to be an audience?

"Therefore, the beghurd chicken I made can be called Shengjing, but ordinary people can't eat it. I brought you here today, so I have to let you taste my cooking. But don't be happy too early. I can only do the same!"

Luo Wener smiled and thought that his previous "disappearance" was preparing for this "unknown skill".

She looked out of the window...

Although the light of the oil lamp is dark, it is dark outside the window.

He lowered his eyes and looked at half of the chicken wings in his hand, as if he said to himself, "I can't leave today, but tomorrow... my feet, are..."

"Cloud, do you like it here?"

She was stunned.

To be honest, she really doesn't like this place or dislike it.

Although the room is simple, it is clean and tidy, and the surrounding environment is very quiet and the air is fresh, which is a good place to go. But as soon as she arrived here, she was injured in the foot and was frightened. Until now, the severe pain in her feet still invaded her. However, the most important thing is that this used to be a hut where Mo Xi spent a good time with a woman. Although she had never seen that woman, she could feel the woman's breath, which filled every corner of the room. Even after such a long time, it was clear. And the bed she is sitting on now, the small wooden hammer she has just used, has been imprinted with the traces of that woman.

She is not afraid of ghosts, but... she just feels strange and indescribable.

But Mo Xi suddenly asked her that she couldn't say she didn't like the hut that carried the warm memories of him and that woman.

"Since I like it, I will stay with you as long as you stay here..."

She suddenly raised her head, and her heart was even more strange.

However, Mo Xi just carefully packed the chicken in his hand, and the joke was just like his usual joke.

She was relieved and couldn't help thinking about the mystery of Zhang's mother on New Year's Eve.

Since you have such an unforgettable woman, how can you be moved by other women?

Mama Zhang, you are really worried.

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The night is very quiet, and the oil lamp is like beans, making the whole room darker.

Luo Wener lay quietly **, listening to the wind blowing through the dense forest outside the window, and occasionally sprinkled a few dreams of wild birds.

Quiet, it is inevitable to concentrate people's thoughts.

Now, all her feelings are gathered on her feet, and she only feels that the wound is more painful and hotter than before, as if there is a monster in it, and she may ever pop out of her teeth and claws.

She clenched her teeth and stopped moaning.

I turned my head...

Mo Xi sat on a chair not far away, with his feet on the table. The phoenix's eyes were slightly closed, as if he had dreamed.

turned his eyes and struggled alone with great pain.

Night, very quiet...