Suddenly he said, "hey ~ this is a good thing!" I’m short of young fry when I’m mixed with water outside the black shop ~ I’m not lonely when I see the old man swimming around. "
The woman gently replied, "If the water is too clear, the fish will be too turbid and bad, and you still need to choose."
"Mm-hmm. You’re right." The old wine head stretched out his chopsticks and praised him, showing a cheerful smile. He kept nodding while enjoying the delicious fish. "Mm-hmm! It’s delicious!"
See this woman with a smile.
She got up, turned around and looked at the back of fishing outside the house, mumbling, "After that day, I thought for a long time that a fisherman who has been fishing can’t catch fish when he comes, so it’s not fishing, but feeding the fish with bait. You are always right … I came from him and he came from the fish."
The old wine head turned white, and the woman continued to enjoy the delicious food and looked confused. "Well, you couple are strange!"
The woman gratefully looked at the old wine head. "Aren’t you old and strange? And a silly little companion. "
The old wine head vomited fish bones and licked the shiny lips. With a wave of his hand, the leftovers of the console table and the chopsticks disappeared instantly!
He looked at the scenery outside the window and grinned with a mouthful of broken yellow teeth. He smiled slightly drunk. "… I think you are more stupid than you."
The woman turned away with a respectful salute to the old wine head who was still talking to herself.
……
The dark clouds infected in the middle of the night slowly moved in the direction of the black shop
The wind is getting stronger and stronger, and the water waves are getting louder and louder.
The stone hill arbor is undulating like waves. The teenager has embraced a wicker and leaned against the stone platform to sleep quietly.
Maybe he was too tired. He looked so sleepy that he didn’t even notice that the stone hill trail was approaching.
Light footsteps stopped in front of the teenager.
The dragon pattern on the red skirt flutters with the wind, such as Youlong’s wandering in the dark night, and its fragrance is so refreshing.
This … is a woman.
The bearer is the beautiful and harmonious woman.
She came to the side of the teenager and sat side by side like a long-lost relative
A head bowed and sleeping, breathing smoothly and peacefully.
Looking up at the back of a night fishing not far away, my hair is floating and my face is like a rosy cloud.
The withered Liujia swordsman is still fishing. He looks not like a swordsman but like a layman who likes fishing.
A faint smile appeared on the woman’s pale face.
She looked at the swordsman’s back and muttered, "What’s your name?"
This sound is very slight. The swordsman seems to be unable to hear and still concentrate on night fishing.
Beside him, the sleeping teenager seemed to sleep soundly.
The woman with long hair and flying hair still said to herself, "Really ~ I’ve been paying attention to you for a long time. I see you here every day … practicing sword as always … and pay attention to me and him, right?"
The teenager is still asleep and heavy.
The woman put her arms around her knees and looked into the distance. "I’ve seen a lot of young people like you who know a little swordsmanship and claim that a swordsman can go outside and make a difference. It’s very dangerous outside."
Then she turned her head and stared at the sleeping teenager with a shallow smile. "If you want to be a swordsman, you must have a sword in your hand, not the sword of that generation who can fish, but a real sword."
She looked up at the celestial phenomena and the wind messed up her hair. "The clouds in Dreadwind are not suitable for traveling, and there is … lotus flower."
The woman looked very relaxed and then asked, "Do you know what I said? Oh ~ I forgot that you were asleep, maybe not, but you forgot a lot. Like us, maybe I don’t even know what I’m talking about. Right or wrong? Hey ~ Anyway, I want to come here at last. "