Junior sisters are too strong, so I have to steal their adventure

Now that the matter was over, Li Wangsheng didn't say anything, just nodded in agreement, and went to rest in the room that Beiluo Hanshuang had arranged for him.

It was night, and the stars in the sky were dense and busy, shining with cool light, shining on the earth, as if coating the ground with a coat of frost and snow.

Li Wangsheng couldn't sleep in the middle of the night and didn't want to practice, so he pushed open the door and walked slowly to the corridor of the courtyard.

But seeing a comb of the moon looks like a girl who has not yet grown up, but she is no longer shy when seeing people, the light and outline are fresh and clear, and can gradually set off the night scene.

Although it was already late autumn, the bugs in the grass in the small garden in the corridor were chatting trivially all night long, Li Wangsheng listened attentively, but he couldn't hear clearly.

Suddenly, the swarm of insects from nowhere made a concerted howl, like a wave of sound boiled over a fire.

In the night sky outside the wall, a few stars and lights swim to and fro, not like flying, but floating, rising slowly, constantly suspended in the dense night.

Li Wangsheng guessed that this should be someone outside the wall lighting a lantern that could fly into the air, and he didn't know what festival they were celebrating.

This dark place that cannot be touched by the moonlight is dimly illuminated by the lanterns that are closer to the ground, like a small reddish shining eye in late autumn.

This scene was something Li Wangsheng was used to seeing at Suixing Peak, but the appearance of the lanterns added another artistic conception to this night scene.

Because of the transparent lights, Li Wangsheng's thoughts were pulled back to the Nanming Lihuo Palace, and he felt his eyes were sore that he was about to cry.

Thinking of the old man Qinghuo, thinking of his parents in the previous life, Li Wangsheng felt that in his heart, his own depressed and unhappy thoughts were like the buzzing mosquitoes in the grass and bushes. Not sensational, but always there.

When sorrow and sadness coexisted, Li Wangsheng suddenly caught a glimpse of the end of the corridor, and there was the sound of "tapping" footsteps, and a clear figure was slowly walking.

Li Wangsheng's eyes are very good, after all, he is a monk, he can see the scene in the dark, Li Wangsheng can see clearly that it is Beiluo Hanshuang who came.

At this moment, Beiluo Hanshuang had already shed off the capable attire for office work during the day, and put on a long light blue dress, her long hair was also coiled up and pulled back, and was combed into a dark cloud-colored soft bun, It looks extraordinarily quiet and elegant.

Beiluo Hanshuang held a small lotus-shaped bright red lantern in his left hand, and a wooden plate with a white porcelain blue-patterned soup cup on it in his right hand.

With a smile on her face, she was walking towards Li Wangsheng gracefully.

In this situation, for Beiluo Hanshuang, Li Wangsheng suddenly burst out with a different kind of affection, which is an emotion that is above that of a friend, but not as high as that of a lover.

When Beiluo Hanshuang approached with small steps, Li Wangsheng found that her face was set off by the dazzling brilliance from the lotus lantern, making it extraordinarily exquisite.

Seeing Li Wangsheng staring at him without blinking, Beiluo Hanshuang blushed, hurriedly found a step by the corridor, and asked tentatively: "Master Xia, the moonlight is thick tonight, how about Shall we sit down and talk?"

Although Li Wangsheng didn't reply, he nodded and sat beside her silently.

Beiluo Hanshuang smiled and put the wooden tray in his hand behind Li Wangsheng, then picked up the white porcelain blue-patterned soup cup, and said with a smile: "I don't see your appetite tonight, you haven't eaten much. , I specially cooked a cup of 'bird's nest, white fungus and sweet-scented osmanthus soup' for you as a supper. Now it is late autumn, and the sweet-scented osmanthus is fragrant. Stewing it with bird's nest and white fungus is a good nourishing and nourishing product."

Li Wangsheng thanked him, took it casually, lifted the lid of the cup, and felt the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus fill his nostrils instantly.

Li Wangsheng scooped it up with a spoon and took a sip. He felt soft in the mouth, sweet but not greasy, fragrant and smooth, and the taste was really good, so he praised: "It's delicious! President Beiluo is good at craftsmanship!"

Hearing Li Wangsheng's praise, Beiluo Hanshuang changed her dominance during the day, or shed off her thick mask, and regained her little daughter's appearance.

She rested her chin on her hands, looked at the bright moon hanging in the sky, and muttered to herself: "Master Xia, do you know? When I was very young, when I was in a bad mood, my mother would stew Give me this soup. Is this taste very sweet and fragrant? I will never forget it for the rest of my life. It’s a pity that my mother is not with me now, otherwise I will drink the "bird’s nest, white fungus and osmanthus soup" stewed by my mother, and then listen to my mother. The melodious hometown song "Insects Flying" that I hummed was the happiest scene in my life."

After Li Wangsheng drank the "Bird's Nest, White Fungus and Osmanthus Soup" stewed by Beiluo Hanshuang in one gulp, he asked, "So, where is Lingtang now? I don't think I've seen Auntie."

With a bitter smile on the corner of Beiluo Hanshuang's mouth, she didn't turn her head, but continued to look up at the moonlight and said, "Three years ago, my mother died of illness! It's my sister and me all these years. People worked hard together! How about it, sister, am I amazing?"

Li Wangsheng hurriedly apologized: "Sorry, I really don't know about this! Chairman Beiluo, please forgive me!"

At the same time, I felt sour and cold in my heart, how difficult it is for a woman to work hard alone!
"No need to apologize! It's not your fault. But, sister, I told you so much about my thoughts and life experience, but I don't know anything about you. It's not fair at all!" Women of any age have their own The ability to act like a baby to the one you like.

Beiluo Hanshuang is naturally no exception. At this moment, she pouted her small mouth and puffed it up slightly. She didn't have the ability and energy of the president of Beiluo Chamber of Commerce during the day.

Li Wangsheng coughed and had to apologize again: "I'm sorry, I really can't talk about this matter. And trust me, it's better you don't know about it."

"Okay! Sister, I believe you! But Sister, I also believe. When you take the initiative to confess to me and talk about your past and life experience, it is when your body and mind are relying on your sister!"

Beiluo Hanshuang smiled heartily, and did not force Li Wangsheng, but stood up, patted the dust behind him, and said to Li Wangsheng: "Okay, tonight's 'Hanshuangyi Qingye Talk' will be Let's end here! Sister, I'm leaving first, don't miss me too much!"

After finishing speaking, Beiluo Hanshuang had a provocative smile in the corner of his eyes, and said to Li Wangsheng slyly: "Of course, if you really want my sister to think hard, and want to have a more 'in-depth' communication with my sister, you can also Welcome to my sister's room in the middle of the night!"

Before Li Wangsheng could answer, Beiluo Hanshuang had already laughed, picked up the soup cup that Li Wangsheng had finished eating, and walked away.

Li Wangsheng shook his head and sighed, "What a tormenting little fairy!"