A Taoist friend of mine

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"Miss, you really took the initiative today. Why haven't I seen you so cute on weekdays." Wen Xili's lips were like honey, sticking to the corners of her lips, and step by step, he provoked the deepest hell.

Play off!

Song Tuo blushed from being kissed, and was almost ashamed and angry. At this moment, there were two soft "buttons", and someone greeted outside: "Wen Daochang, Song Tuo, are you two there? Quickly come out, there are so many ducks I can't catch them all by myself, come and help!"

The panting of the two of them stopped abruptly, and Song Tuo hurriedly roared: "Immediately, Su Lailai, please wait outside."

"What are you waiting for, where do you think I am from as an eunuch, come out quickly, or I will kick your door open for you."

Drenched in cold sweat, Song Tuo hurriedly pulled the lapel of Wen Zhili's clothes, and asked in a low voice, "What should we do now?"

Wen Xili's winking eyes were like silk: "Don't be afraid, it's really a shame that such a lucky thing didn't happen. Let's continue under the screen."

As she spoke, she picked up her waist and walked behind the screen. The belts of the two of them were loose and almost torn apart. Su Lailai, who was waiting at the door, was already impatient, and pushed her veins to the door, "Wow! "One moment, the room is bright. Su Lailai has a chicken in his left hand and a duck in his right hand. After looking around twice, he walked to the screen: "Why are you hiding here..."

There was a cold wind blowing, and there was no one there.

"Strange, aren't you still here just now?" Su Lailai frowned, but when she turned around, the two happened to appear behind her.

"Miss Su." Wen Xili smiled, "I'm sorry, we were just now settling some private matters, so we were delayed for a while."

"It doesn't matter." Su Lailai frowned, "Song Tuo, what are you doing hiding behind?"

Song Tun came out carelessly, snorted twice, and put his hands on Wen Xili's shoulders: "Who said I hid behind, isn't it just to catch chickens? Let's go."

"Sila" broke the wind.

Wen Xili's clothes suddenly shattered into pieces and rolled to the ground.

Three people: "..."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Su Lailai ran away screaming, and only the two of them stayed where they were in embarrassment.

Song Tuo: "... careless."

Wen Xili raised his forehead: "Yes."

Huang dusk, night is approaching, several people staggered to the dining room, Qiu Shaoxing aggressively brought his precious wine for many years to add to the fun, and when he staggered on the table, he was caught by a dish on the table. His jaw dropped in shock: "Su Lailai, you are in charge of cooking today, right? Can you still eat this dish?"

Su Lailai looked at him, his face as black as charcoal: "If you can eat it, why can't you eat it?"

"Tell me, what kind of dish is this?" Qiu Shaoxing turned a blind eye while holding the chopsticks, "Anyway, I'm not interested in cooking this dish."

"It's also a love attack for some people. It's clear and delicious, fresh and delicious." Su Lailai smiled yinyin, "It's not easy for me to make it, so don't refuse it casually."

Everyone was amazed at the two unplucked ducks that were scorched black on the table.

Sure enough, it was those two again.

And Wen Yuli knew this early on, so he specially took Song Tun to find a tavern to sit down. The delicacies of the grand slam made Song Tun so happy to eat: "Song!"

"Don't worry, lady, it's not just this." Wen Xili narrowed his eyes, leaned over and pinched her jaw, "I'll let you comment on the mystery of being a husband later."

"Then why not, let's start now." Song Huan's eyebrows and eyes were curved, and Wen Xili was taken aback when he saw it, and then he reacted and nodded slightly.

"Yes, ma'am."

Thinking about you and remembering you.Dreaming.Cuipin is fragrant and warm cloud screen.It's even more sober.

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Chapter 22 18

Youling Qianshan is painted with mist flowing, like snow thread draped silk, light green like yarn like water, hanging down the mountainside and turning into multi-layered thin air cages so green, there is a person on the mountain ladder, with crow hair and shoulders, shallow eyes with warmth, The sky blue ceremonial clothes are meandering, blending with the mountain scenery.

Her eyes were filled with clear water, and she seemed to be looking at it, and a bunch of spring flowers swayed and rustled, making the atmosphere extremely uneasy due to the narrowness and urgency.

Song Tuo breathed heavily, his whole body seemed to be electrified, and his numbness was transparent.

How is she here?

Song Tuan hung on the top of a tree with a dazed expression on his face.

She remembered that after she promised Wen Xili yesterday morning, she went to Su Lailai's house to drink some wine in the evening, and then she drank so darkly that she seemed to be carried back to the room by Wen Xili before she fell down.

forget.

Song Tun's eyes were darkened, and his head was slapped.

"Are you awake?" Wen Run's voice was hot from beginning to end, and Song Teng trembled and trembled with familiarity, and it took a long time to ask doubtfully, "Wen Yuli, wait, what is this place?"

Seeing that she was a little more conscious, Wen Xili smiled more on her brows, and first helped her up from the branch: "This is Xianyang's dream, hanging in mid-air to sleep for so long, are you tired?"

"Backache, backache, leg cramps!" Song Tuo was dizzy, "Xianyang's dreams are so poetic and picturesque, so powerful, it seems that as a pioneer, I can't fall behind, and when I go back, I will be better than him." x's!"

"Come here less." Wen Xili picked her up, jumped back to the mountain ladder, and put her down firmly, "This is the first time I bring someone here to this kind of place, so be careful."

Song Tuan nodded, wrapped her soft and delicate neck while she was still half squatting on the ground, and said with a smile: "You should carry me on your back, I feel very tired, you are gentle and warm-hearted, and you can help the world , I’m a little person, it’s not too much for you to carry it on your back, right?”

"Where is it so small?" Wen Xili squinted his eyes halfway, but still carried her on his back, "It's fat again."

"Nonsense." Song Huan groaned and let her walk on his back, "I said Wen Xili, what kind of dream would that guy Xianyang have? It's related to his wife. Such a beautiful scenery can't be ruined for nothing, right?"

"That's why I asked you to come with me." Wen Xili whispered softly, and then said loudly, "The dream he had was different from what he is seeing now. The scenery is one thing, but the content of what he did is another. , the two do not interfere with each other."

"So that's it." Song Tuo seemed to understand, "Where is he now?"

"I'll carry you to the top of the mountain, and you'll know." Wen Xili's steps were deep and shallow, stepping through the dense moss on the steps. Song Ji felt very uncomfortable seeing it, and was about to pull out and jump out, but was caught by the strength of the opponent's hand. "Don't move around, the ground is very slippery."

"Aren't you tired of carrying me like this?"

"Of course someone else would be tired," Wen Xili smiled lowly, "but it's you, it's different."

Besides, she won't carry anyone else's back.

About half an hour passed, and the two finally reached the top of the mountain. The spacious and devastated courtyard was woven with vines. A man in red was leaning halfway in front of the door, staring seriously at a man and a woman in the distance.

The young girl Qianqian was weak, and the young man's face was like a flower petal, and she was saying some provocative words sweetly. The former bowed her head, blushing, and the two of them held hands and passed the man, and entered the courtyard.

"It's so pitiful." Song Tuo hid in the dark and complained, "The sadness of a single dog, tsk tsk tsk——"

"Song Tuo, let me ask you a question." Wen Yuli stared at her, "Have you ever had any problems with your eyes?"

Song Tuo shook his head truthfully.

"Then why didn't you realize that the girl just now is just mean? You idiot." Wen Xili sighed, watched the man in red walk in, and then led her up, "Go in."