[Bottle evil] Troop number zero

Chapter 96

On the first day of May, it actually rained in the sky, the top of the head was gray, and the raindrops floated in the wind and spread wantonly, falling on Wu Xie's cheeks.

If there was no matter about Pan Zi, Wu Xie would probably still like the rain as always.Many people say that rainy days make people depressed, but Wu Xie thinks it's because they don't have sunshine in their hearts. But now, Wu Xie is afraid of rain and its cold touch, because they always remind him of the massacre in the mountains.

Wu Xie woke up and slowly opened his eyes. The rain was not heavy enough to wake him up from deep sleep.The reason why he woke up was basically the influence of the biological clock, and of course, the sound of Zhang Qiling's harmonica.

The last rose of summer, an old Scottish ballad.

Wu Xie lay on Zhang Qiling's lap, Zhang Qiling leaned against the sofa, pressed the velvet on his body with one hand, and played the harmonica softly with the other hand.Wu Xie took a sneak peek at Zhang Qiling, looking from below, Zhang Qiling's facial features were still perfect, as if he was so handsome from any angle.

God is fair, it gave Zhang Qiling a good skin, but it also took away his basic ability to communicate with others.Wu Xie suddenly had this idea.But Zhang Qiling may not have the basic ability to communicate with people, he just doesn't want to, or is too lazy to do it.

Wu Xie blinked, a drop of rain fell into his eyes, and he couldn't help but rub it with his hands.

The sound of the piano stopped, Zhang Qiling lowered his head and looked at Wu Xie quietly.

Wu Xie's scalp was numb and he was terribly embarrassed. He didn't know what to say for a while, and lay on Zhang Qiling's lap and looked at the owner of the lap.Say hello as usual and say good morning?No, I can't open my mouth.It was hard for him to figure out what Zhang Qiling was thinking, it was an impossible task, because Zhang Qiling didn't have any expression on his face.

"You're awake." Zhang Qiling spoke first, with a calm tone.

Wu Xie was startled, kept his composure, got up and lifted the velvet, looked into Zhang Qiling's eyes and said, "What's going on? Why am I here?"

Play stupid, pretending to be stupid is definitely a bright road.

Sure enough, Zhang Qiling looked at Wu Xie with some doubts, but soon, this doubt disappeared without a trace. "You were drunk last night." Zhang Qiling said.

"Really? I'm drunk." Wu Xie suddenly put his hands on his head, "No wonder I still feel dizzy." This is really quite exaggerated acting, it's hard for Zhang Qiling not to expose him to his face.In fact, he knew that he would not be able to fool Zhang Qiling, and he made this gesture to tell Zhang Qiling that if you dare to mention a word about what happened last night, I will be in a hurry with you!

Zhang Qiling is a smart person, since Wu Xie didn't want to have an in-depth discussion on this matter, why should he make others unhappy, besides, he himself didn't know what to do.

"Sneeze!" Wu Xie's sneeze came just in time.

Zhang Qiling frowned, covered Wu Xie with the velvet that hadn't been wet by the rain, and said, "Go back."

Wu Xie lowered her head and rubbed her nose. She wanted to leave at first, but when she heard this, she suddenly raised her head and looked at Zhang Qiling, "I'm going back? What about you? Did you sleep last night? You won't sit here all night. Bar?"

Zhang Qiling shook his head, "I have slept."

How do you sleep...sleeping?Wu Xie suddenly sneezed again.

You can't sleep if you say nothing, but you sneeze if you want to say it.One sneeze is thought, two sneezes are read, three or more, it is sick.

Zhang Qiling saw that Wu Xie hadn't left yet, and the rain was likely to rain heavily, so he got up, stretched out his hand to Wu Xie, "Let's go."

Wu Xie hesitated for half a second, took Zhang Qiling's hand, stood up with his strength and said, "What about your sofa? Can this big umbrella cover the whole thing?" He was so lenient, obviously he had caught a cold.He didn't know that someone would come to clean up these antique furniture after they left, otherwise, the furniture would have rotted away in a few years.

"That..." Wu Xie was still looking back.

Zhang Qiling glanced at him, "Don't worry, go down first."

However, God didn’t know if it was playing tricks on them. They sat all night until it rained in the morning. Just when they were about to go back, after walking a few steps, the sky suddenly poured down with rain, drenching the two of them thoroughly.Wu Xie let out an "ah", covered her head with velvet, and covered the rest of her body with a wide cloth, like an Arab woman walking out of the desert.

"Do you want it?" He asked Zhang Qiling with a sideways face.

Of course Zhang Qiling didn't want it, and the spiral staircase was so narrow, how could the two get down together.

After finally walking back to the balcony, Wu Xie threw the velvet and ran into the bathroom. After he finished washing, Zhang Qiling stood on the balcony in his wet military uniform and looked at the scenery, as if he wasn't cold at all.

"Hello." Wu Xie changed into a bathrobe, stepped on slippers and tied her belt while moving towards Zhang Qiling.Now, he is completely assuming that what happened last night never happened. Since it never happened, there is no need for embarrassment, and he naturally talks to Zhang Qiling confidently.

Zhang Qiling turned his head, his bangs were dripping with water.

"Take a bath, you will catch a cold like this." Wu Xie pointed to the bathroom.

Zhang Qiling was silent for a while, nodded and turned around, leaving a water mark made of water droplets on the dry master bedroom floor.

"I don't see any clothes inside, call me after washing, and I'll send it to you." Wu Xie picked up an apple and gnawed.

Zhang Qiling stopped and said to Wu Xie, "I'll take it myself."

"What's the matter, I'll take it." Wu Xie made a gesture to push Zhang Qiling's back.

This bathroom is behind a small glazed screen, and the screen is embroidered with a picture of the imperial concubine getting out of the bath. If the door is opened when taking a shower, it is like taking a bath with the imperial concubine. "Look, she's waiting for you." Wu Xie joked behind Zhang Qiling's back.

Zhang Qiling didn't respond to him, and didn't insist on getting his clothes. He went straight into the bathroom and closed the door.

After a while, Wu Xie finished eating the apple and went to the wardrobe to find clean clothes.Both his yesterday's clothes and today's nightgown are in the closet, as if they were specially prepared for him.As for Zhang Qiling's clothes, they seemed to have a different style from his own, so it was clear at a glance whether he was outside or not.Of course his clothes are not outside, so Wu Xie can only look for them in the depths.

"Huh?" After searching for a long time, Wu Xie found out a pair of gold unicorn obscene pants. "Hahahaha." Suddenly, he opened his mouth and laughed, it can be said that he laughed wildly.

Zhang Qiling was taking a bath when he suddenly heard Wu Xie's laughter, he didn't know what he was laughing at, but he couldn't come out, so he could only continue to listen to him laughing.

"Haha, hahaha..." Wu Xie laughed until tears flowed.He remembered that he still owed the fat king a pair of obscene trousers, and now there are some ready-made ones, so Wu Xie folded the obscene trousers and put them on the bedside, looked at them, and laughed again.

Ten minutes later, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, Wu Xie stopped laughing, and hurried back to the closet to help Zhang Qiling find clothes.But after looking around, it seems that there is only one pair of these obscene pants in the closet.That's right, it's all gold thread, and it's double-sided embroidered. The craftsmanship is complicated, and it shouldn't be easy to make.Actually, the truth is that even if he is the head of the Zhang family, he would not walk around wearing this kind of pants when he has nothing to do. The last time Zhang Qiling wore them was because the replacement pants were all wet by the rain, and only this pair was left to dry.

"I can't help it." Wu Xie grinned, shaking his shoulders and took out a pair of white cotton boxers, "I can only wear these." But the other party obviously has a pair of gorgeous pants, but because he can't wear them, at this moment I can only give someone such a simple pair of pants, not to mention whether Zhang Qiling is willing or not, Wu Xie's own "conscience" can't get over it.

"Wait, wait!" Wu Xie narrowed his eyes and shouted towards the glazed screen, "I'll send you a cup of tea right away." Wu Xie turned around and ran to the desk in front of the window, On the desk, there is a good set of four treasures of the study, which are Xuancheng paper, Anhui ink, Huzhou brush, and Chengni inkstone.Wu Xie discarded the paper, directly spread the white cotton boxers on the desk, rubbed the ink hastily for a while, dipped in the paint, and picked up a brush to draw on the boxers.

As I said before, Wu Xie's paintings are very good, it can be said to be a masterpiece in the south of the Yangtze River, and even a picky person like Wu Erbai is full of praise.Now, Wu Xie painted Zhang Qiling's boxer pants with great enthusiasm. Before it dried, he put his hands in front of the glass screen, gently pushed open the bathroom door with his feet, and looked at the only clothes around his waist. Zhang Qiling with a bath towel said, "Come on, this is a gift from me."

A vase standing in the middle of the crotch, the mouth of the bottle is exactly the root of the man's descendants.Wu Xie had a whimsical idea, which probably means that when Zhang Qiling puts on boxers, his descendants are the flowers blooming on the bottle... Wu Xie even stamped it, telling the world clearly, Which famous artist did this work come from.

"How about it, doesn't it look good?" Wu Xie proudly unfolded the boxers, walked to Zhang Qiling's side, and stuck the boxers to him through the bath towel, "It fits well." He laughed loudly.

Zhang Qiling frowned, looked down at the bottle painted by Wu Xie, stretched out his hand, pinched the boxer pants and stuffed them back into Wu Xie's arms.

"Why? Aren't you going to wear pants?" Wu Xie smiled in pretended surprise.

Zhang Qiling was walking forward and wanted to turn to the back of the big screen to look for his clothes. Wu Xie's laughter came, and he suddenly felt that this group seat seemed to be getting more and more presumptuous in front of him, saying and doing things more and more. The more outrageous it got, I couldn't help having an idea, turned slightly sideways, looked into Wu Xie's eyes and said lightly: "Are you sure you want me to wear it?"

Wu Xie was already carried away with joy, and replied: "I'm sure, it's my hard work."

Zhang Qiling nodded, walked back to Wu Xie, and pulled out the pair of boxers from his arms.

"You really want to wear it?" Wu Xie couldn't believe it, and stared at Zhang Qiling with wide eyes.

Zhang Qiling nodded, and said in a calm and breezy voice: "The prosperous sons of the past, Anling and Longyang. Yaoyao peach and plum blossoms, burning with brilliance."

Wu Xie was puzzled for half a second, then startled, his face suddenly became colorful.

"Joy is like nine springs, and the chime is like autumn frost." Zhang Qiling continued to look at Wu Xie and said.

Wu Xie's face was like a rainbow, and finally, it turned into a rising red sun.

The full text of the third poem of "Yong Huai Poems": the prosperity of the past, Anling and Longyang.Yaoyao peach and plum blossoms, scorching and glowing.The joy is like nine springs, and the chime is like autumn frost.Looking forward to the beauty of appearance, and the fragrance of speech and laughter.Hand in hand to wait for love, the same clothes in the past.I would like to be twins/birds, soaring together.Danqing swears that he will never forget each other forever.

An Ling and Long Yang were two famous lovers of broken sleeves in the Warring States Period. Those who broke sleeves loved men.With this relationship between Wu Xie and Zhang Qiling, plus the fact that they had just kissed each other at night, could Wu Xie not react when he heard this poem?Moreover, the "Danqing" in "Danqing Zhuo Minghua" is exactly the paint used by Wu Xie for painting, and the color is not easy to disappear, so the ancients used it as a metaphor for deep and unswerving love, calling "Danqing Unswerving", which is a genuine pledge of each other.

Zhang Qiling doesn't like to talk, but it doesn't mean that he is poor at speaking. After reading a few lines of poems, Wu Xie is completely defeated.Wu Xiexia's cheeks fluttered, fixedly staring at Zhang Qiling's expressionless face, and said sullenly: "Okay, I won't joke with you in the future, you are stingy."