The Story of Leaping from the Dragon Gate

Dugu Mian took the two pigeon eggs in a daze, they were white and smooth, with some warmth left, lying in his broad palm, they looked extraordinarily small and fragile.

"Be gentle, don't break it." Song Wei said while lowering her head to pat the dust off her body.

Dugu Mian's free hand stretched out involuntarily, brushing the grass clippings and bird feathers off his hair.After flicking twice, he stopped, with his palm resting next to his ear, as if unconsciously, straightening out his messy hair one by one.

"Pick out a pigeon egg, and make it look like a thief." The voice was soft and low, with a pampering flavor that the person involved was not aware of.

"Isn't it just like being a thief? If someone wants to steal your descendants, what can you do?" After Song Wei said carelessly, he felt that the words seemed a bit rough.Looking up, he was startled by the other person's eyes if he didn't pay attention.Those eyes were sticky, greasy and piercing, when did Dugu Mian look at herself like this, almost saw that her heartbeat was arrhythmia.His face suddenly became hot, and the base of his ears also became hot.

"You, that... Do you want to drink with pigeon eggs?"

Dugu asked: "Don't you keep the hatchlings?"

Hearing this, Song Wei glanced at him again, her expression full of complacency: "Don't you understand? Do you think any egg can hatch a chick?"

"Then what kind of eggs can hatch chicks?"

"Of course it's the eggs laid by the two pigeons..." Suddenly, he realized that he was about to smile, with a playful expression on his face, he kicked the egg, "If you want to hatch, I'll leave it to you!"

Dugu Mian laughed loudly, took his hand out of the miscellaneous room, and walked into the main room.

Song Wei has never lived in the countryside or kept pets in several generations, so he really didn't know it at first.The hen laid eggs for the first time, thinking that a baby pigeon would be born soon, Le Diandian waited for several days, but found nothing, and then went to consult the clerk of the bird shop to find out about the important matters of birth.It turned out that he was worried about the premature intimacy of the two pigeons, which would affect his physical and mental health, and made troubles by jumping up and down. As a result, he had a psychological shadow, and the eggs he gave birth to were all unfertilized eggs.And girl Raji always likes to hide in the darkest corner of the pigeon coop to lay her eggs, that's why Song Wei sticks her head in.

He had no experience himself, so he felt that Dugu was a Marquis, and he probably needed more knowledge to react like that.

After muttering for a long time, he finally said, "How do I know that the pigeon is so timid. Oh, this is good, I don't know when I will see the little pigeon..."

As Dugu listened, he grinned and never closed his mouth.Then he answered: "I told you earlier, don't worry about it, just let it go." Squeezing his cheek, "As for worrying like this? It will be fine in a few days. Isn't there a pigeon egg for wine? Can't bear to take it out? "

"Then you wait a while." Song Wei said, leaving Dugu behind, went out through the back door of the kitchen, walked around the neighbors, and came back with a basket.

Seeing him setting the table with joy, Dugu took out a small copper stove and half a basket of charcoal, went into the room to get wine, and stood beside him with a smile, waiting.

"Okay, let's eat." Song Wei sat down and opened the basket. Inside was a small bowl of boiled pigeon eggs, about a dozen of which were marinated into a light brown color.There are some mutton, chicken and vegetables.He picked up the bamboo sticks on the side, put pigeon eggs on it, threaded two skewers, and put them on the copper stove to roast slowly.

Dugu Mian sat down opposite him and helped thread the meat slices onto the bamboo sticks.The roasting method is an extremely popular cooking method in this era, because the most authentic western seasonings are used, the aroma is rich and mouth-watering.

"It's most convenient to make it in the yard." Song Wei turned the pigeon eggs over, the skin was baked golden, which is really beautiful. "But, think about it, eating this in front of other young couples, even though it is an unhatched egg, is too cruel, isn't it? Anyway, my mother is not here, even if the hall is smoked into a chimney, no one will discipline me. Hey……"

Listening to his embarrassing chatter, Dugu Xian suddenly understood that Song Wei had been waiting for her.He waited for a long time, and waited very hard.

"Xiaoyin."

"Ok?"

"How long have these pigeon eggs been saved?"

"It's more than a month. Hanging in the well, it's not easy to break. It was salted last night. If you come a day late, you won't be able to eat it."

"Xiao Yin, do you...do you think I won't come?"

Song Wei didn't raise his head, and concentrated on grilling: "Didn't you come here?"

He picked up a bunch of pigeon eggs and handed him a bunch.After blowing on it, he bit down one: "Well, it's really delicious... better than eggs." The egg yolk was very hot, Song Wei bit it twice, stuck out her tongue, and freed up a hand to pour the wine.

Seeing him busy, Dugu felt that his heart was also like this pigeon egg roasted over charcoal fire, with scorching steam suffocating inside, and the skin wrinkled in pain.Because I was confused, what I said was all nonsense.

He asked: "Xiao Yin, what's going on with you and Xue San?"

Since Dugu Mansion in the western capital was completely rectified, Dugu then arranged for people to keep an eye on Song Wei's movements.The situation was tense half a year ago, fearing that he would be troubled for no reason, so he withdrew his staff completely.I recently came back from the Wuluo tribe and had some free time, so I started to watch him closely again.The brothers and sisters of the Xue family have been ambiguous with Song Wei for a long time, he already knew, and also knew that Song Wei could not only cope with it, but also have fun with it, so he was not worried.The only thing he was worried about was that Song Wei took the initiative to mess with others.But he was forced to make it clear that he couldn't interfere with him. This aggrieved feeling was beyond words.

After Dugu didn't know what happened a few months ago, he only learned that Xue Xuan had left, so his posture became even more insolent.The few underlings under his command dared to say any kind of nonsense behind their backs.At this moment, because she was certain of the other party's will, Song Wei waited for half a year, but somehow became some kind of reliance for Dugu.It seemed as if he had suddenly become a regular, and was qualified to interrogate and catch rape.The thoughts that should have been restrained and restrained were completely out of control, and became more and more unrestrained like a wild horse.

Song Wei rolled her eyes: "What's going on?"

Dugu Xing hated seeing him like this the most, and when he was caught by that little eyes, his heart would immediately catch fire.

Putting down all the food and drink, leaning over, pinching his chin: "Hey, don't be stupid. What's going on, huh?"

Song Wei followed the trend and raised her head, propped her arms on the edge of the stool, and raised her eyebrows: "Whatever you think is going on, just go ahead."

Dugu took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart: "Xiaoyin, you clearly agreed to me, and you promised me a half-year deadline. I know I should come earlier...don't deliberately anger me like this."

Song Wei turned her face to look at the wall: "I agreed to you, so what? Can't I save a spare for myself? Who knows if you will come or not? It's useless to delay me, my... um!"

This mouth is really hateful.Dugu took two steps to go around, grabbed hold of it and bit it hard, and saw the blood directly.Then he lifted the person up, sat on the round stool by himself, put Song Wei on his lap, then lowered his head to lick and kiss gently.

Song Wei screamed and struggled twice, the voice gradually became smaller and more viscous, until finally, there was only the sound of tsk tsk water, which made people blush and heartbeat.

It has already started, so naturally it is impossible to stop the end.There was a saucer of sesame oil on the table, Dugu Mian dipped his finger in it, pulled Song Wei's trousers down to his thigh, and spread it along the deep ravine between the two ridges, saying nonsense: "Bring this place to roast, It must be tenderer than that pigeon egg."

Song Wei's face was redder than barbecue slices, and he cursed through gritted teeth: "You rascal, you have to be like this..."

After Dugu didn't answer, she kissed him, and went about her own business wholeheartedly.He lifted his upper body abruptly, straddled him facing himself, and pressed down to the bottom.Song Wei trembled violently, unable to utter a sound at all, she could only grab his shoulders tightly with both hands, enduring the momentary shock so strong that her scalp became numb.

Dugu Mian let go of his lips, and rested his head on the side of his neck: "Xiao Yin, I miss you very much."

This sentence was like a mantra to confuse the mind, making Song Wei relax her body.His hands stretched in from the front of Dugu's skirt, and scratched randomly on the back of his shoulders.Feeling a long raised scar, he was stunned, and immediately took off his clothes.The scar is fresh in color and obviously hasn't healed for too long.

"You are hurt?"

"It's already done."

Song Wei also tore open his front, and found a new wound under his rib.

Touched it, and hummed: "Didn't some people boast that their kung fu is very good?"

After hearing his tone, Dugu immediately understood that he interpreted these two wounds as the reason why he came so late.

Such a beautiful misunderstanding is overwhelming.

I didn't know what to answer, so I hugged him and did it violently.The person in his arms didn't speak any more, but closed his eyes and followed him up and down, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, showing the peace and comfort of letting go of everything.

Dugu is not a poet, but at this moment, he thought of the artistic conception described in many poems.

For example, there is a clump of green moss under the damaged plantain in the rainstorm, and a round chess piece under the flickering lights in the snowstorm.Let the world be turned upside down, this place is small, peaceful and quiet.

At this moment, he made up his mind: if you live such a good day, you will lose one day; if you delay one day, it will be one day.

There are ready-made wet cloth towels on the table for washing hands.Pulling it over and wiping her body, Song Wei lazily said: "Hey, I'm really hungry now. You're planning to make me poor, and you're making such a fuss on purpose, right?"

Dugu Mian sneered: "You can still make people poor? Some young masters and young ladies line up to pay tribute to you, right?"

With sour words in his mouth, but unambiguous hands, he moved the small copper stove to the ground, stirred up the fire, and added a few pieces of charcoal.Then he took out a blanket from Song Wei's room and laid it out, let him lie on his side on his lap, while continuing to barbecue, he served him food and drink.

Song Wei took a sip of wine with his hand, said with a smile: "You are not convinced, but you should pay more attention."

Dugu Mian also took a sip by himself, and said: "Isn't this here?" Taking advantage of the good atmosphere, he continued the previous topic, "Xiao Yin, tell me honestly, has Xue San troubled you?"

Song Wei paused, showing a bit of embarrassment: "It's not that I can't tell you. It's just that you are not allowed to get angry, let alone laugh."

He immediately recounted what happened that night.He concealed the plot of Weng Huan drugging, he only said that a group of cronies were giving Xue San a farewell party, drinking too much and messing around.Xue San wanted to take advantage of him, and Weng Nineteen helped to make things worse, and he used my mother's hand to perform a trick, but in the end, Xue San, who was delirious, couldn't explain it afterwards, so it became a fortune. Confused bad debts.

He knew very well in his heart that the matter of drugging and plotting was beyond the scope of Xianhou's acceptance. To be honest, it might cause death.Deliberately making the process funny, sure enough, Dugu couldn't help but smile.In the end, he stiffened his face and said fiercely: "Since that's the case, why can't you explain it clearly? I'm afraid you don't want to explain it to others?"

Song Wei was silent for a moment, and said: "At that time, I don't know if you will come or not. If I break up with him, what good will it do me? Otherwise, I will offend someone on the spot, and I can't bear to walk around What's more, he left in a blink of an eye. It's just a few minions who came to give money and things, and gossip behind their backs. What's the use of my effort with these people? Say, why do you need to eat this flying vinegar?"

Dugu was also silent.If you don't come by yourself, what Song Wei did is the best way to protect yourself.Perhaps, because he has never been able to gain the upper hand in front of him, he always feels that there are no people and things that he can't handle, so he ignores the way he is dealing with these people and things.

"Xiaoyin." Dugu wanted to say sorry.However, what I have done, can the word "sorry" be enough?

Song Wei smiled wickedly: "Xue San looks smart and powerful on the outside, but in fact he is very foolish. What people hate is Weng Nineteen, that fat man, who looks straightforward and has a bad stomach." Patting Dugu's chest, "Hey, Can you beat this guy up for me? Don't beat him to death, just beat him until he can't get out of bed for a month."

Dugu looked at him with tenderness in his eyes: "Okay."

Song Wei blinked, and said again: "You do it yourself, don't call it a guard."

"it is good."