The old nine gates of February flower red around the finger softly

The winter in the north is indeed colder, even though it is not the first time for Sirou to spend the winter here, she is still not quite used to the cold winter in Beiping.Fortunately, there is a big and warm pillow by my side, otherwise, I really don't know how it will freeze.Hmm, let her rub harder!

Snorting comfortably, she couldn't help but go to meet Zhou again. Sirou, whose mouth was still raised, suddenly felt that something was wrong, and slowly opened her misty eyes. The crumpled chest is different from the pillow in her memory at 01:30.

"Are you awake? Did you sleep well last night?"

A deep and laughing voice rang in his ears, startling Si Rou, and suddenly woke up.Turning over and bouncing up, he looked at the half-empty bed on the left, and his own quilt that fell to the ground at some point, and looked at the second master on the right who was leaning on the bed with his head on his back, Sirou blushed with shame , screamed in annoyance, pulled off the quilt to cover himself from head to toe, curled up into a ball and was ashamed to face anyone.

The second master smiled lowly and shook his head, stretched out his hand to pull her several times but failed, so he leaned beside her and said: "You should leave some quilts for me anyway, it's very cold."

A corner of the quilt was lifted from the inside, and it covered the second master accurately. Immediately afterwards, he grabbed his clothes with both hands, and the perpetrator retracted into his arms, and asked in a low voice, "Is it covered?"

"En." In response, the second master hugged the shy and embarrassed man in his arms, and couldn't help laughing in a low voice.

"Don't laugh!" After pinching him smoothly, Sirou roared angrily.

The second master patted her on the back, suppressed a smile and agreed: "Don't laugh, don't laugh, don't be annoyed."

Within two seconds, the furious Sirou lost her temper, poked her head out from under the quilt to look at the sky that had not yet seen light, then retracted again, muttering in a low voice: "It's still early, I want to go out again Get some sleep."

"Go to sleep." He lowered his head and pressed a light kiss on her forehead. The second master closed his eyes, feeling her more and more steady and shallow breathing, and gradually fell into a dream.

As a habit developed by practicing martial arts all the year round, Er Ye slept very lightly, and would wake up immediately with the slightest noise, but last night he slept very peacefully.I don't know if it's because I'm tired after staying on the train for a few days, or because I have Sirou by my side so I feel at ease.I only remember that in the middle of the night, Sirou, whose hands and feet were cold, suddenly crawled into her bed, holding him in a daze and not letting go.

The nephrite jade is warm and fragrant in the bosom, what more can the husband ask for?

The quilt in winter always makes people want to sleep forever, but Sirou is still awakened by the aroma of food.

Without opening your eyes, you can smell the fried golden and crispy burnt rings, sugar pancakes, delicious meat stuffing buns, noodle tea, fried liver... Of course, the authentic soybean juice is also indispensable!

Under the call of delicious food, Wu Zang Temple naturally clamored endlessly.Quickly getting dressed and getting up, Sirou looked at the second master who was setting the table and chopsticks, and said: "You eat first, I will come right away."

After washing and washing properly, Sirou looked at the table full of sumptuous food and became even more hungry.He took a spoonful of the noodle tea and put it into his mouth, just after he swallowed it, he took a piece of coke ring and took a bite.

It was still the taste in memory, and she let out a very satisfied sigh, Sirou said to the second master: "Don't just watch me eat it, you can eat it too." Then, she took a piece of sugar pancake and handed it to the second master's mouth, Signaling him to take a quick bite, seeing him swallowing, he said, "Is it delicious?"

"Well, it's crispy on the outside and waxy on the inside, sweet and delicious." The second master nodded, thinking: Miss Yin understands Sirou's taste, and the breakfast at this table must be all according to her preferences.

I still can't get used to the authentic Peking food, except for the sugar pancake fed by Sirou, the second master only ate porridge and meat buns for breakfast.Ke Sirou didn't intend to let him go, she reached out to pick up the only bowl of soybean juice on the table, and brought it to Second Master.Just smelling it, the unique smell of soybean juice made the second master not like it, and wanted to shirk it, but Sirou, who was opposite, stared at him, making it clear that he wanted to watch a show.

The focus circle was put in her mouth and she didn't bite it down, Sirou urged her viciously: "This is what it tastes like, it doesn't smell very good, but it tastes quite exciting, try it quickly."

The second master glanced at her, feeling sorry for her, took a small sip cautiously, and then frowned: Why is it this smell?Sour and astringent.

"Pfft..." Sirou, who had succeeded in playing a prank, couldn't stop laughing, and said while laughing: "Isn't it very exciting? Many people are not used to this taste. In fact, I don't drink it very much, but I haven't drank it for a long time. I still thought about it a little bit, so I asked them to send a bowl."

Still thinking about such a strange taste?The second master was a little disbelieving, pushed the bowl in front of her, and said, "I can't drink this stuff, you should drink it."

Sirou was not ambiguous, picked up the bowl and drank it in big gulps, the second master's heart tightened in fright, and he almost went to grab the bowl.When Sirou put down the bowl, she had already drank up the bean juice.Trembling violently, Sirou frowned and smacked her lips, and quickly grabbed a sugar pancake and stuffed it into her mouth.

The second master couldn't help shaking his head: "Come on, it's better to have porridge."

A breakfast, except for the bowl of soybean juice, was pretty good.Si Rou, who was stuffed with food, decided to take Er Ye downstairs for a walk, so as to digest food.

At this point in time, the theater troupe hadn't started yet, but the cafe was still very lively.Sirou, who had just come downstairs, hadn't come close to Erye, when he heard a familiar voice talking loudly from a distance.Qi Baye is encouraging everyone to order "Mu Kezhai" for the last highlight of the troupe, so as to win the jackpot.With Ba Ye's mouth, the dead can be said to be alive by him, and the people next to him heard that what he said was reasonable, and they all held back their energy and wanted to have some drama tomorrow.

Turning her head and raising her eyebrows at Second Master, Sirou asked in a low voice: "Is this what you discussed last night?"

The second master didn't say anything, just nodded with a smile.What Ba Ye is doing now is just the first step of their plan. There are still many things to do in the future. Whether they can succeed in the end depends on the luck of the Buddha.

Having nothing to do, Sirou asks the second master to accompany her to go out for a stroll.

Beiping City is completely different from Changsha City. After all, it was the capital of several dynasties, and it is more prosperous than Changsha City by more than 01:30.

Sitting on the tram casually looking at the street view, getting off the car and walking around aimlessly when getting tired of sitting, forcing the second master to take pictures in the photo studio, eating something at the street stall when hungry... ...Sirou held the second master's arm, smiling like a flower all the way, as long as he was by his side, even the most boring things would become extraordinarily interesting.

"Second Master, can you ride a bicycle?"

Seeing bicycles in the car rental shop in front of her, Sirou suddenly wanted to ride them on a whim.When it comes to singing and fighting, the second master is good at all of them, but he has never ridden this bicycle.

That's right, these days, bicycles are considered high-end goods, and most people can't afford them. Except for rich young masters and young ladies who pursue fashion and buy them for riding, only postmen and policemen can afford them. ride.

Sirou rented a women's bicycle, patted the back seat and said to the second master: "After I start, you can sit on it later. I'll take you for a ride, how about it?"

On Dongzhimen Street, a young and beautiful lady was riding a bicycle through the streets, and a handsome man was driving behind her car.If you look carefully, you will find that the man is very nervous, his back is stretched straight, one hand is clenched into a fist and placed squarely on his knee, and the other hand is tightly wrapped around the young lady's waist.

Sensing Second Master's discomfort, Si Rou secretly thought it was funny, after all these years of acquaintance, it was extremely difficult to see him in such an embarrassment.Can't help but smile slyly, and shouted to the second master behind him: "Sit still, I'm going to speed up!"

Before she finished speaking, Sirou lowered her figure, pedaled vigorously, and the wheels of the bicycle also turned rapidly.The second master's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly stretched out his other hand to hug her slender waist tightly, and what came to his ears was Sirou's hearty smile.

After wandering outside for a long time, Sirou returned to the Crescent Hotel.As soon as he entered the door, he was stopped by Yin Xinyue.

"Oh, I've been looking for you everywhere! I just cared about playing with your husband, and ignored me. I value sex over friends!" Xin Yue complained to Sirou, and pulled her to her side. Then he laughed and said to the second master: "I'll borrow her for a while, you go and play for a while!"

After finishing speaking, it doesn't matter whether the second master agrees or not, Xinyue pulls Sirou and walks to her room.

Seeing the two of them quickly disappear on the stairs, the second master smiled helplessly: Forget it, now on their territory, no matter what, you have to give people some face.I just took the opportunity to talk to Buddha and the others.

"You said if he doesn't light the sky lanterns, what should I do? At that time, where do you want me to put my face?" The auction time is getting closer, and Xinyue has also begun to get nervous. Seeing Peng Sanbian, she couldn't help being moved by him, and she also became worried.

Knowing that the current "Peng Sanbian" is a fake, but for the sake of the overall situation, Sirou can't tell the truth, and dare not tell the truth, but looking at Xinyue's appearance of worrying about gains and losses, she was also quite anxious, and couldn't help comforting: "How could it be? Not to mention your status and status as the eldest lady of the Yin family, he will marry you just because of your appearance."

Xinyue was still worried: "What if?"

"There's nothing wrong with it." Sirou seemed to say it firmly, but in fact she didn't know what to do.The second master and the others discussed for a long time yesterday. I wonder if he told the Buddha about the relationship between Xinyue and Peng Sanbian?What was Buddha's reaction and attitude when he found out?Will he light sky lanterns for the new moon?

In fact, Sirou knows more or less what kind of temperament Buddha is.He spent half his life as a soldier, but Buddha's heart was filled with home, country, and ordinary people in Changsha, but he had no women, not even a confidante.If Ba Ye hadn't calculated it for him, saying that he was destined to have a marriage, they all thought that Buddha would become a monk in the future.

Alas, I don't know if I had people kill the real Peng Sanbian, did they harm Xinyue?Or maybe, for a man like Buddha who is downright coquettish, he should let a lively woman like Xinyue come and subdue him?Rubbing her chin, Sirou began to wonder whether the marriage between Xinyue and Buddha could work out?Do you want to take the horoscopes of the two of them and ask Ba Ye to help them combine them?

In another room, Buddha, Second Master, and Eighth Master are discussing some details of tomorrow's actions.

They never imagined that there is a man who just came from Changsha upstairs at this time, and he is also plotting with the Japanese for the auction the day after tomorrow. What this man wants is Buddha The purpose of their trip was the seal related to Qingwuzi.

The author has something to say: I have a cold, please comfort~~~