Generals and Puppet Emperors

It was cold, it had snowed not long ago, and now that the snow had melted, the ground was very wet and there were far fewer people on the road.Even stalls can only be seen sporadically.

Among the people who came out to set up a stall, I saw the old lady who made clay figurines. She lowered her head and focused on drawing the eyebrows and eyes of the clay figurines with a carving knife. There was tenderness in her eyes, as if she regarded the clay figurines made by her hands as herself. child.

She is still there.

I lamented that two years ago I took Aman out for a stroll and made two clay figurines in her place. One was me and the other was Aman. Our clay figurines held hands and were very close.Her craftsmanship is excellent, and the clay figurines' demeanor, clothing, and appearance are all lifelike. Looking at them, it's like seeing a miniature version of me and Aman.

At that time, I also regarded those two clay figurines as a blessing to me and Aman.

Because of this old woman, her eyes were cloudy, but when she handed the clay figurine to me, her eyes were clear for a moment, as if she had already seen through my feelings for Aman.

I don't doubt that.

How can an elderly person not see it?No matter how well you hide it, you can't hide from those cloudy eyes that can see through the red dust of the world.

Now the two clay figurines have cracked open without time passing by.

I looked at Aman next to me, she had grown a lot taller, and it was difficult for me to drag her away, we walked side by side, shadows, big and small, followed suit.Years have passed, but we are still close, as if there has never been the trajectory of those years.

In this way, I am already very satisfied.

When you come back, make two more clay figurines.

I think so.

The hot spring villa is opened in a relatively remote place with relatively few people.The atmosphere is deserted, but I am happy and at ease, not crowded, which is good.

The owner stopped fiddling with the beads on the abacus. He warmly greeted the guests and asked what kind of hot spring we needed.

"There are baths for men and women... doubles, and singles... If men and women share baths, we usually give some small things to add to the fun, but in your case, you probably don't need it."

"It's for two people." My face didn't change a bit, but Aman's face was a little red.

The boss's words are so plain and easy to understand that anyone who is not a nerd can understand what he said.

"Okay." The boss responded quickly, rolling his eyes, "Do you need anything else, such as food, alcohol or something?"

I was very excited, so I ordered a small jug of wine and a plate of small candies wrapped in red paper.

The small candies are yellow and translucent, but very sweet. Although they are much rougher than those made by the maid, they must still be liked by Aman.

The hot spring is divided into several small pools. I tried it wrapped in a towel, and the temperature was different. I wondered if there was a stove under the ground to heat it up.

After all, this pool is really not big.

As soon as I got into the water and my feet touched the water, I felt a word, stimulation, and the right temperature wrapped my feet, which shocked the whole person's spirit and dispelled the coldness brought by winter. I unconsciously let out a cry It's light, and I feel that the pores of the whole body are stretched, absorbing waves of hot air continuously.

Aman also came out wrapped in a towel. Her figure was well developed, and under the towel was a beautiful and upright arc.

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Note: Although drinking and soaking in hot springs is not good, the general does not know.

Speaking of which, I also soaked in the hot spring yesterday, and I wanted to sleep while soaking in it