The sound of the clapper knocked about ten times, but Li Shiyi didn't feel sleepy. He was about to come out with a jar of soothing melon slices, when he heard the wooden door being knocked three times.
Li Shiyi asked to come in, and saw that Song Shijiu was closing the door and entering.
Visiting late at night, Li Shiyi put the tea jar down: "Is something wrong?"
Song Nineteen put one foot in front and the other behind. He stood in a T-shaped position, burying his head and arguing, before saying, "I always feel that Mulan is a bit strange."
Li Shiyi took a thoughtful breath and nodded: "Mulan is a famous general with great military exploits, and she joined the Soul Ceremony, but I played against her, as if her fist skills were not very good."
Isn't that great? It's very powerful, it's clearly you who is more powerful. Song Nineteen restrained his cat-like breath and aimed at her with cat-like eyes.
After Li Shiyi finished speaking, seeing that she had nothing to say, he turned his face towards her, raised his brows and asked.
Song Nineteen loved the way she raised her brows. She wondered how such a masterpiece could exist in the world. The mountain with the eyebrows crooked, the bulge was arrogance, and the restraint was warmth. If someone was lying there In the eyebrow hook, it seems to be embracing Shuixiu Shanming.
Song Nineteen pursed his lower lip, and said, "I don't know if she is strong, but I overheard her sleep."
Li Shiyi was surprised: "What dream talk?"
At this moment, she was sitting facing Song Nineteen, her long legs were loosely supported on the ground, one hand rested on the table and the other on her thigh, in a defenseless posture.
Song Nineteen only felt that the water on the heart stove was boiling violently, and the steam as thick as her thumb rushed out from her ears and eyes. Her face must be extremely red, and even her hair was too nervous to bend.
She was afraid that Li Shiyi would see her strangeness, so she buried her head, stepped forward in three or two steps, pulled up Li Shiyi's hand on her knee, and then straddled her right leg, sitting right on Li Shi's seat. on a pair of legs. Li Shiyi was suddenly hit by the warm nephrite jade, and he stopped breathing. Seeing Song Shijiu lift up his smooth and tender arm, it hooked her neck like a fish, and crossed it softly behind her neck. .
She bit her lip and looked at her with shyness in her eyes, but the movement of sitting on her body was so bold that it was almost arrogant, colliding with contradictory vitality. Li Shiyi's eyes darkened, but her eyelashes still fell lightly, as if she was suppressing her heartbeat, which was the same as Song Jiujin's missed beat.
She has never confronted anyone in such a position before, pressing her skin across the cotton and linen fabric, which is hot and warm, but the arms around her neck are cold, and the sweet fragrance lingering in her hair sweeps on her. On the cheek, with an invitation that makes people want to kiss Fangze.
She tilted her head and instinctively reached out to push her, but Song Nineteen said, "If you don't push me, I will tell you."
"What?" Li Shiyi stared at her, his voice a little hoarse.
"Tell Mulan's secret." Song Nineteen returned to her boldly, his eyes sparkling.
The heartbeat of the drumstick was like the flag-waving shout when the two armies faced each other. Song Nineteen was both a resistance and a revolution. With the determination to turn over and become the master, she could not avoid facing her.
Song Nineteen was so nervous that the apex of his heart felt sour, but Li Shiyi smiled. The smile burst from her eyes, and it was short-lived. She pursed her lips, still indifferently, and lowered her hand. Go: "Then you say."
Her actions of disarming and surrendering were so calm, on the contrary, Song Nineteen had stage fright that was not like an adult.
Song Nineteen hooked his neck and thought in her ear: "I was sitting next to her on the return trip, but she fell asleep, but said a few words in her sleep."
As she recalled, she said that the movement was a bit big, and her body slipped downward. Li Shiyi was afraid that she would fall, so he instinctively reached out to wrap her waist and lifted her up: "What did you say?"
"She is reciting the recipe." Song Nineteen didn't quite understand.
"Memorizing the recipe?" Li Shiyi was seriously attracted by Song Nineteen's words. He never let go of his forearm across her waist, and his fingers habitually drew circles while thinking.
"Mulan is a military general, how could she memorize recipes in her dreams?" Li Shiyi murmured.
His waist was numb and numb, Song Nineteen drew a small breath of itchiness and lifted his chest, not daring to move for a while.
After Li Shijiu finished his consideration, he let go of Song Shijiu, raised his knees to signal her to get up, Song Shijiu reluctantly stood up straight, his hands were behind his back, and his toes drooped to draw a half circle.
Li Shiyi rubbed his numb thighs, turned back and still opened the tea pot. After a while, he said, "You have to pick and listen to what A Yin Tong Tu Lao Yao said."
The two mentioned in the other room were still peeling chestnuts. From Aunt Zhang at the street corner to Aunt Wu at the tea stall, they were trying to clear up their gossip, only to see Song Nineteen come out with a small face. The youngest Tu leaned forward and asked her with shaking eyebrows, "What's the matter?"
Song Nineteen twisted his still burning waist and whispered, "She... draw a circle around my waist."
"Ah." Tu Laoyao pulled the corner of his mouth down embarrassedly.
Our eleventh sister is proficient in everything and is the champion.
The next day, Ah Yin got up early, combed the palace papers loosely, and went to Ah Luo's house. Not long after the day of the genius, Aroshan fell asleep, but Wu Qian got up and played kung fu in the courtyard. A Yin folded her arms and stared at it for a while, then raised her forearm and applauded, and then she leisurely went to find that Hua Mulan.
There was a Taishan Mansion formation around the wing, and Wu Qian opened an opening for A Yin and invited her in. Ayin pushed open the door and entered, seeing Mulan looking sober, leaning against the window to read, Ayin asked her, "Wake up early or haven't you rested yet?"
Mulan is not very willing to pay attention to her: "What's the matter with you?"
Crepe, with some ancient sourness.
A Yin smiled and said, "I got up early to get some embroidery items that were ordered, but I just came to see you in vain."
She shook off the embroidery she was carrying, and didn't care about Mulan's reaction, she gestured in admiration to herself: "Look at this stitch, it's the embroidery lady in Suzhou, after a whole month of work, this bird actually It is lifelike, even the feathers are fully visible."
Mulan glanced at her sideways, her eyes fell on the embroidery, she snorted softly, and said, "Where is this colorful bird embroidered like this? The fabric is not carefully folded, two layers of plain silk and a layer of ramie cloth. , and then use embroidery as a base, braided needles to hook bird feathers and eyeballs, this is delicate and meticulous, and this is how living things look."
"Yo, I don't understand." A Yin smiled and took away the embroidery pattern, knowing what to do, Yingying gave her a look, and said goodbye.
It was still early, and Li Shiyi and a few others had not yet come to the door, so Ayin put the embroidery on the stone table in the courtyard and asked the five coins that swept the courtyard: "Is Miss Ah Luo up?"
Wu Qian said: "I got up. I heard that you are here, please come over for tea."
A Yin covered the sun with a silk cloth, but disrespectfully went to A Luo's room.
Junshan Silver Needle, with the aroma of open branches and scattered leaves, greeted the owner sincerely, Ah Yin sat at the table, lifted the bowl and lifted the lid, and took a sip to herself.
A Luo is dressed in a wide robe of crow green, standing behind the desk to practice calligraphy, the wide-sleeved long dress makes her more tender, the black hair like ink is connected with the clothes, surrounded by a pale face and jade-like wrists .
She greeted Ayin and smiled softly, "Miss Ayin is very rare."
A Yin also laughed: "I have seen it in my previous life, I have cried and cried, why am I being polite?"
Aro looked down at the wandering pen, and said softly, "That's right."
A Yin put the tea aside, walked to her side, and followed her admiring the handwriting, and asked her, "It's been seven or eight hundred years since you've done this errand?"
Arrow thought for a while: "I'm afraid it won't stop."
A Yin leaned down, rested his elbows on the table, and looked up at her: "Then the relationship between me and you, you remember it so clearly, I'm afraid it's not that Fu Wuyin is so beautiful?"
A Luo put down the pen and shook his head: "I don't really distinguish between beauty and ugliness, but I just heard that Fu Wuyin hasn't left the cabinet for a long time because he was not born beautiful."
A Yin was stunned, raised his body sullenly, and was about to go out. He just stopped in front of the blue-and-white porcelain belly-holding vase, but he heard A Luo say: "In your body, is a snake?"
The sound of the strings breaking broke the stillness in the air, Ah Yin turned back, her eyes suppressed sharpness and inquiry.
A Luo sighed, put down his pen, walked to her like a smoke, looked at her and said, "Tang snake is chaotic, is this why you entered the alley?"
A Yin softened his bones and leaned against the carved wooden edge, his neck swayed, and he folded his arms and asked her with a smile, "What?"
The defensiveness in his actions and tone was undisguised, Aro frowned, his throat was as light as warm water, but the ironing was just right. She thought about it for a while and said, "Teng Snake craves the essence of the opposite sex, but ordinary mortals can't stand the demands of divine beasts several times, so you can't be devoted to one person, or he will risk his life, right?"
A Yin snorted softly, and walked to the edge of the bed with a flower-like pace, tugging at the tassels on the top, and a pair of slender legs stretched up, revealing a seductive look soaked in fat and powder from the seams of the cheongsam.
She asked her, "What? Do you have a way?"
Originally it was just a teasing counterattack, but he never thought that Aro would follow, and said seriously: "Yes."
Arro stood in front of him, slightly hooked his head and looked at her: "I am a ghost, I can't distinguish between males and females, and I also have the essence needed to fly a snake."
Ayin's eyes widened, not knowing whether to be surprised that it was the first time someone invited her to turn the clouds over and over again, or to be surprised that the weak girl in front of her couldn't tell the difference between males and females.
She bit the silk and put her suspicious eyes on Aro's front.
Aro turned his face away embarrassedly: "I'm doing a female body repair."
"That essence?" A Yin looked at her with wet eyes.
Aro also looked straight into her eyes, raised his hand and touched his lips: "Kiss."
A Yin bit her lip with a low laugh, turned her head away, and wrapped the tassel spikes around her fingers again. Aro lowered her eyelashes and was about to take her steps away, when she suddenly saw a pair of hands dyed with Kodan pulling her neckline, making her approach the beautiful woman who was staring at her with her head tilted in front of her, and then bumped into a pair of lips covered in grease.
She kissed her unexpectedly, and the kiss was inexplicable, and the kiss was terrifying.
If this kiss draws out more beauty that has nowhere to be placed, then you will have a hearty dream.
She will bring her up mountains, rivers, wake the dusk, and hypnotize the dawn.
Stay safe, Fu Wuyin.
The author says:
The embroidery method mentioned by Mulan roughly refers to the embroidery method of the embroidery "Buddha Servant" in the Mogao Grottoes.