Reading The Remnants

The clapper had knocked ten times, but Li Shiyi was not sleepy. He was taking out a jar of soothing melon slices, but he heard the wooden door being knocked three times.

Li Shiyi asked to come in, and saw that it was Song Jiu who closed the door and entered.

Visiting late at night, Li Shiyi put the tea jar down: "What's the matter?"

Song Nineteen had one foot in front and one foot in the back. He stood with a T-shape, and then absorbed his reasoning. Then he said, "I always feel that Mulan is a little weird."

Li Shiyi took a thoughtful breath, and nodded: "Mulan is a famous fighter with great martial skills, and has joined the soul strategy army again, but I fought with her, as if the fists and feet were not very powerful."

Isn't that great? It's very powerful, but you are obviously better. Song Jiu grabbed the breath of a cat and stared at her with cat eyes.

After Li Shiyi finished speaking, when she saw that she had nothing to say, he turned his face to her and raised his brow to ask.

Song Nineteen loves her with her eyebrows. I don’t know how there can be such a masterpiece in the world. That eyebrow is like a mountain range with horizontally curved eyebrows. In the crooked eyebrow hook, it seemed to hold Shuixiushanming.

Song Jiu pursed his lower lip, and said, "Isn't she good, I don't know, but I eavesdropped on her dreams."

Li Eleven was surprised: "What dream talk?"

At this moment, she was sitting facing Song Jiu, with her long legs loosely propped on the ground, one hand on the table and the other on her thigh, in an unsuspecting posture.

Song Nineteen felt that the water on the furnace was boiling badly, and the steam with thick thumbs rushed out of her ears and eyes. Her face must be extremely red, and her hair was too nervous to bend.

She was afraid that Li Shiyi would see her strange, so she buried her head, walked forward in three or two steps, pulled Li Shiyi on her knees, and then straddled her right leg, just sitting on Li Shi. On a pair of legs. Li Shiyi was suddenly hit by Wenxiang Nephrite, and he stopped breathing in a daze. Seeing Song Jiu lifted his smooth white arms, swimming fish hooked her neck, softly crossing the back of her neck. .

She bit her lip to look at her, her eyes are still ashamed, but the movement of straddling her is bold and almost arrogant, colliding with contradictory vitality. Li Shiyi's eyes darkened, but she still dropped her eyelashes faintly, as if she was quietly suppressing her missing heartbeat like Song Shiji.

She has never confronted anyone in such a pose. The skin pressed against her is covered with cotton and linen fabric, hot and warm, but the arms around her neck are cold, and the sweet fragrance lingering in the hair sweeps her. On the cheek, with an invitation that makes you want to kiss Fangze.

She tilted her head and instinctively stretched out her hand to push her, but listened to Song Jiudao: "If you don't push me, I will tell you."

"Say what?" Li Shiyi stared at her, his voice a little hoarse.

"Talk about Mulan's secret." Song Nineteen courageously responded to her, with bright eyes.

The heartbeat of the drumstick was like a flag-raising cry when the two armies confronted each other. Song XIX was a rebellion and a revolution. With the determination to turn over and become the master, she unavoidably faced her face up.

Song Nineteen was so nervous that she was about to choke her heart, but Li Shiyi smiled. The smile came from her eyes, and it was as short as a flash. She pressed her lips, still in an inattentive appearance, and dropped her hands. Go: "Then you say."

Her actions of disarming and surrendering were so calm and unhurried, on the contrary, Song Jiu gave birth to some stage fright that didn't look like an adult.

Song Jiu went over and thought about it in her ear: "I was sitting next to her on the return trip. She fell asleep, but said a few sleepy words."

As she recalled, she said that the movement was a bit big, and her body slipped down. Li Shiyi was afraid that she would fall, and instinctively stretched out his hand to embrace her waist and lifted her up: "What did you say?"

"She's memorizing the recipe." Song 19 didn't quite understand.

"Reciting the recipe?" Li Shiyi was sternly attracted by Song Shiji's words, with his forearm lying on her waist and never let go, and his fingers habitually drew circles when he thought about it.

"Mulan is a military commander, how could she recite the recipe in her dream?" Li Shixi murmured.

The waist was numb and numb, and Song Jiu took a short breath of itching, and lifted his chest, not daring to move for a long while.

After Li Shixi's consideration, he let Song Jiu go, raised his knees to signal her to get up, Song Jiu reluctantly stood up straight, with the back of his hands behind his back, and his toes drooped and drew half a circle.

Li Shiyi rubbed his numb thigh, turned back to open the tea can, and said after a while: "Ayin and Tu's youngest boy, you have to pick and listen."

The two people mentioned in the Xiang Xiang were still peeling chestnuts. From Aunt Zhang at the entrance of the street to Aunt Wu at the tea stand, they had to gossip and talk about it, and only then saw Song Jiu come out with a cheeky face. Tu's youngest leaned forward first, shaking her eyebrows and asking her: "What's wrong?"

Song Nineteen twisted his waist, which was still on fire, and whispered, "She... drew a circle on my waist."

"Hey." Tu's youngest boy lowered the corner of his mouth embarrassingly.

Our eleventh sister, who is proficient in everything, is the top pick.

On the second day, Ah Yin got up early, combed a palace scroll loosely, and went to A Luo's house. Soon after genius, Aroshan was asleep, but Wu Qian got up, playing kung fu in the courtyard. A Yin hugged his arms and looked at it for a while, then raised his forearms and clapped.

A formation of Taishan Mansion was formed around the wing, and Wu Qian opened an opening for Ah Yin and invited her in. Ayin pushed the door and entered. Seeing Mulan's face sober, she leaned in front of the window to read a book, Ayin asked her, "Is she up early or not resting?"

Mulan was not willing to talk to her: "What's the matter?"

It's literally, with the sourness of the ancients.

Ayin smiled and said, "Get up early and get a few customized embroidery, but just let me take a look at you."

She shook out the embroideries she was carrying, and didn’t care about Mulan’s reaction. She gestured and admired herself: “Look at this stitch, it’s an embroiderer from Suzhou. After a whole month of rushing to work, this bird is actually It's lifelike, even the feathers are delicate."

Mulan glanced at her sideways, her gaze fell on the embroidery, and she snorted and said, "Where is this colorful bird embroidered like this? The fabric is superimposed, and two layers of plain silk are sandwiched between a layer of ramie cloth. , And then use embroidery as the base, the braids are stitched and the bird feathers are the same as the eyeballs, this is exquisite and delicate, and this has the appearance of a living thing."

"Oh, I don't understand it." Ayin smiled and accepted the embroidery, with a thought in his heart, Yingying took a look at her, and committed himself to leave.

It's still early, and the original appointment of Li Shiyi and others has not yet visited the house, Ayin put the embroidery on the stone table in the courtyard, and asked the five dollars that was used to sweep the courtyard: "Has Miss A Luo get up?"

Five money said: "Get up. I heard that you are here, please come over and have tea."

Ayin used silk to block the sun, but went to Aluo's room disrespectfully.

With the fragrance of open branches and scattered leaves, Junshan Silver Needle greeted the owner sincerely. A Yin sat at the table, lifted the bowl and lifted the lid, and took a sip.

A Luo is dressed in a wide robe of crow green, standing behind the bookcase to practice calligraphy. The wide-sleeved dress makes her more tender. Her black hair is connected with her clothes, surrounded by her pale face and jade-like wrists. .

She greeted Ayin, and laughed softly: "Girl Ayin is pretty far away."

Ayin also laughed: "I have seen it in my previous life, and have cried and cried. Why am I polite?"

Arrow buried his head and looked at the wandering pen and whispered softly: "That's it."

Ayin put the tea down, walked to her, and as she admired the handwriting, he asked her: "You have been doing this errand for seven or eight hundred years?"

Arrow thought for a while: "I'm afraid it will not stop."

Ayin leaned down, put his elbows on the table, and looked at her sideways: "Then I have a relationship with you, you remember so clearly, I'm afraid that Fu Wuyin is not beautiful?"

Arrow put the pen down and shook his head: "I don't really distinguish between beauty and ugliness. I just heard that Fu Wuyin has not been out of the cabinet for a long time because he was not beautiful."

Ayin was frustrated, lifted up in a daze, and was about to go outside. He just stopped in front of the blue and white porcelain belly-holding vase, but he heard Arrow say: "In your body, is a snake?"

The sound of the broken strings cut through the quietness in the air, and Ah Yin turned his head back, his eyes suppressed fierce and probing.

Arrow sighed, put aside the pen, walked up to her like a smoke, and looked at her and said, "The snake is in chaos. Is this the reason why you entered the alley?"

Ayin softened his bones and leaned against the carved wooden edge, shook his neck leisurely, and smiled and asked her: "What?"

The precautions in his movements and tone were unconcealed, Arrow frowned and his throat was as warm as warm water, but the ironing was just right. She thought for a while, and said, "Teng snake is thirsty for the essence of the opposite sex, but ordinary mortals can't withstand the demands of beasts a few times, so you can't concentrate on one person, otherwise he will be in danger of life, right?"

Ayin snorted softly, and sat down on the edge of the bed at a flower-like pace, holding up the tassel fringe on top, a pair of slender legs framed up, and the fascination of soaking fat powder leaked from the seam of the cheongsam.

She asked her: "Why? Do you have a way?"

Originally it was just a teasing counterattack, but he never thought that Arrow would follow him and said seriously: "Yes."

A Luo stood in front of her and looked at her slightly: "I am a ghost, and I don't distinguish between males and females. I also have the essence needed to build a snake."

Ayin opened her eyes wide, wondering whether she should be surprised the first time someone invited her so bluntly, or should she be surprised that the weak girl in front of her couldn't distinguish between male and female.

She bit the silk, and put her suspicious eyes on Arrow's front.

Arrow turned away embarrassedly: "I repaired a female body."

"Then Jingyuan?" Ayin looked at her wetly.

Arrow also looked directly into her eyes, raised his hand and touched his lips: "Kiss."

Ayin bit her lip and laughed low, turning her head away and twisting Tassel Sui'er in her fingers again. Arrow lowered her eyelashes and was about to withdraw, but suddenly she saw a pair of hands stained with Kordan pulling her neckline, causing her to approach the beautiful woman who tilted her head and stared in front of her, and then ran into a pair of lips containing grease.

She kissed her suddenly, inexplicably, and inexplicably kissed.

If this kiss evokes more beauty that is nowhere to be placed, then take advantage of the trend and have a hearty dream.

She will present her up to the mountain peaks, present the rivers, awaken the dusk, and hypnotize the dawn.

Don't come unharmed, Fu Wuyin.

The author has something to say:

The embroidery method Mulan said roughly refers to the embroidery method of the Mogao Grottoes' "Buddha Statue Supporter".