The Love Equation

Zhou Xiao took advantage of Xiaotao to serve breakfast and sneaked out of the door. It was rare to come back to ancient times, so I had to read enough books. To be honest, she still feels that she should be dreaming. If she is really dreaming, she should take the opportunity to gain insight. (Those who have n’t heard of dreaming can learn well.)

There are a lot of people on the street, and they look quite shocking. It is estimated that it has not evolved well. After all, it is closer to the era of the ape. She did not know where to see the queen concubine of Guangxu and Puyi before. The respect is really ... Ah! People in the Qing dynasty did not grow well, let alone the Song dynasty. At that time, she saw Zhao Fanzhou in a fuss and saw, Zhao Fanzhou also said, "Wife, I find you more beautiful than the queen." Alas ... if it is not a dream, if she really crosses, will she never again? Don't see her **** husband?

Shaking two circles on the street is really boring, not much different from the costume drama, except that people are ugly. She wanted to go back, lay down on the bed, maybe came back to Zhao Fanzhou when she felt it.

Uh ... the problem is ... she doesn't recognize the way back. This is all right. I don't even know how to ask for directions. So Zhou Xiao's children swayed and swayed on the road, avoiding people and hiding from time to time.

"Madam." A crisp female voice came from behind her.

Zhou Xiao turned her head quickly. In the setting sun, the beautiful little peach girl walked towards Lingbo in small steps and walked towards her lightly. Against the background of a group of bulls, ghosts, snakes and gods, it is even more terrifying.

"Xiao Tao ..." Zhou Xiao felt that he had finally found the organization.

"Ma'am, I finally found you. The young master turned the house over quickly. Let's go back quickly." Xiao Tao ran by pulling her hand. Zhou Xiao was ripped in one hand and carried the skirt in the other. This suit was really not suitable for sports.

"Wait!" Zhou Xiao stopped in front of the door. "Xiao Tao, does Master not beat people?" She can't come to be beaten in ancient times.

"Young Master Wen Wen Ya, how could you do such an unbearable thing." Xiao Tao Yizheng said.

"Good, not bad." Zhou Xiao was relieved.

Little peach lie!

As soon as Zhou Xiao entered the door, she slammed towards her. Fortunately, she flashed fast. She turned and looked up. Where is the old woman? She actually hit someone!

"Mother." Zhao Fanzhou pulled Zhou Xiao and hid her behind her, "Leave it to me."

"I must teach her well today!" The old woman yelled.

"Brother, this woman should have taken care of it for a long time." Suddenly a female voice came from behind, Zhou Xiao turned his head to see, ha! The female version of Zhao Fanzhou! No, she wanted to laugh.

"Zi Xin, you shut up!" Zhao Fanzhou's tone was very harsh!

Zixin? Purple Heart Sweet Potato?

"Brother!" Zixin stamped his foot hard and ran to the old woman. "Mother, look at the elder brother still guarding her!"

Don't protect me, protect you, you didn't sleep with him! Zhou Xiao thought to himself.

"Something to go in and say." Zhao Fanzhou kept her in front of her without any trace, and led her into the house.

It's wonderful. Zhou Xiao sat on the chair and watched them happily arguing, especially the little sister of Purple Heart Sweet Potato, who had a blush and a thick neck, was almost becoming a Sweet Potato. I don't know if I can call Xiaotao peanuts on the plate. It's happier to have something to eat in the theater.

"Brother, this kind of woman who doesn't obey the woman should have taken a break." Purple Heart Sweet Potato said to Zhao Fanzhou.

Zhou Xiao glanced at Zhao Fanzhou. Was your wife wearing a green hat for you? No wonder it looks so bad.

"I shouldn't have let her in." Zhao Fanzhou snorted her mother, "Two years later, I didn't even have one egg! I deliberately want our family to be dead."

Zhao Fanzhou didn't speak with a black face.

"Uh ... that, I'm a human, I can't lay eggs." Zhou Xiaowei said that he wouldn't lie around the world. Anyway, she wasn't her daughter-in-law, at best she could only pass by.

"Look what she said!" Zhao Fanzhou rushed towards her as soon as her mother patted the table. Zhou Xiao hurriedly jumped up from the chair and walked around the back of the chair, yelling: "You are endless! I am not Let you play for fun. "

"Sit down!" Zhao Fanzhou yelled at Zhou Xiao.

"What's wrong with you, you told me to sit down? I really thought you were my husband. I told you that my old lady is not playing anymore. I want to go back!" Zhou Xiao rushed out afterwards, lean! She is going home!

A very strong force wrapped her waist and she was pulled back to the chair.

"Don't annoy me!" Zhao Fanzhou said Yin Yin.

Zhou Xiao froze for a moment, and suddenly realized that this person is really not her Zhao Fanzhou, and she can't be arrogant. She calmed down and sat down on the chair.

"You give me a break for her now!" Zhao Fanzhou said fiercely to his mother. "Where is the mouth full of gods and ghosts and ghosts, where is it like everyone's girl show?"

"I also saw her and her cousin in the backyard yesterday." Purple Heart Sweet Potato added oil and vinegar.

"Your cousin came yesterday?" Zhao Fanzhou asked darkly.

"do not know."

"Did you say it or not?" He increased the volume.

"Don't know." Zhou Xiao also increased the volume.

Zhao Fanzhou grabbed her wrist and squeezed hard: "I will ask you again, is there any?"

"Let me go, it hurts!" Zhou Xiao was about to cry, she just didn't know, where did her cousin come from, such a nasty plot? She's going home ... ~~~~ (& gt; _ & lt;) ~~~~

"Brother, what are you doing so much nonsense with this kind of woman!" Zixin Sweet Potato came forward and suddenly pushed Zhou Xiao, her center of gravity was unstable, Zhao Fanzhou actually let go of her hand, she was one He slammed into the coffee table, his eyes were black and fainted.

"Zhou Xiao, Zhou Xiao, are you okay?" Zhao Fanzhou's voice came out.

Zhou Xiao tried to open his eyes and wowed, "Husband--"

"What's the matter? Where did it hit?" Zhao Fanzhou rubbed her forehead distressedly. "How old are you, and you can fall out of bed after sleeping."

"He made me hit the coffee table." Zhou Xiao said while crying.

"Who?" Zhao Fanzhou was confused.

"My ancient husband." She said.

"What? Say it again?" Zhao Fanzhou rubbed her forehead with a hand.

"It hurts." Zhou Xiao cried, "I don't know what happened ..."

"I'm lying next to you, do you still send me a spring dream?" Zhao Fanzhou looked indignant.

"Who made Chun. Dreamed? The man looks like you and beat me." Zhou Xiao struggled to sit up.

"Fight you?" Zhao Fanzhou pulled her up and let her sit on the bed, "Why beat you?"

"I don't know. It's all you. It's nothing good to grow like you." Qian Nu is also Zhou Xiao's special skill.

"Am I bad for you? I have to be a bad guy in a nightmare." Zhao Fanzhou said angrily.

"Everyone said it was my old husband!"

"Your ancient husband is also me!"

"Say no!"

"You said you look like me, who am I?"

"It's not you who looks the same! Different personality!"

"It's up to you. Your husband can only be me." Zhao Fanzhou made his own decision. "Your husband can only be me."

"Crazy, go make breakfast." Zhou Xiao was too lazy to tell him.

"why me?"

"Because you hit me!" She pushed him.

"You just said it was not me."

"You just said it was only you."

"...... count you ruthless!" Zhao Fanzhou put his feet in slippers, "what to eat?"

"You can only cook porridge." Zhou Xiao gave him a disgusted look. "Ask what to ask, as if how powerful you are."

"..." Zhao Fanzhou glanced at her, went out, walked to the door and turned his head to tell her, "Small safflower oil was applied to the place where it just hit."

"Oh." Zhou Xiao responded casually and fell to the bed again.

"I didn't ask about the smell of medicine oil in a moment, so you give me a try!" He took the door and went out.

Zhou Xiao struggled reluctantly from the bed and went to the dresser to find the medicine oil.

Zhou Xiao gently applied the medicine oil to the mirror, and suddenly felt that his hand was a little wrong. She stopped her hand and looked carefully. There was a faint bluish purple on her wrist. She was startled and looked back at the bed reflectively. Suddenly she felt that the bed was like a black hole in time. Shouting: "husband!"

"What's wrong?" Zhao Fanzhou ran into the room.

"My hand." She raised her hand in front of him, sobbing.

"How did you get it?" He frowned.

"The husband in the dream, he squeezed my hand hard." Zhou Xiao hugged his waist.

He patted her back comfortably, "Don't be cranky, just dream."

"It's true." Zhou Xiao looked up. "It's terrifying. What if I suddenly disappear?"

"Idiot, it was estimated that we got it last night too ... er ... passionate." He stroked her hair gently.

"No, I don't care. I won't sleep in this bed in the future." She was still very scared.

"Okay, I've wanted to change places a long time ago." He smiled treacherously, but Zhou Xiao didn't know what he was laughing. He punched him and said, "I'm almost scared to death. You are still laughing. Are you right? I wish I could not see you. "

"If you are gone, I'll go find all corners of the world." He said with a smile.

"What if it's not in the corner of the earth? Where am I in another time and space?"

"I'll go find you in another time and space."

"What if you can't come?"

"Fool, you can go, why can't I?"

"How do I know, you just can't."

"I can." He kissed her forehead. "It must be."

"Really?"

"Really." He said wrinkly.

"Why are you wrinkled?" Zhou Xiao pinched his face.

"There is safflower oil on your forehead."

"Haha, idiot." Zhou Xiao smiled happily, "kiss another one."

"Don't." He led her. "Let's go out and cook porridge."

"it is good."

As the door closed, a voice came from far away:

"You haven't even found rice well."

"I just went to the rice, you yelled."

"I didn't yell, I really don't want to sleep on that bed."

"If you don't, don't, you will get someone to change it later."

"You said. You pay for the money."

"When did you pay?"

"It seems not."

"..."

The sound was getting farther and farther away until it was inaudible. Suddenly, the small purple pattern on the bed sheet was twisted, and a fuzzy swirl appeared. In a second, it was almost dazzling.

The author has something to say: Celebrate, I finished writing the paper, handed in a draft, and waited for the teacher to revise it, oh! yeah!

Child Suri, I explain the day or the day after tomorrow, catch up, hehe ... I am a good boy with integrity.

Tomorrow's "end of the end" article, the day after tomorrow, "the heart."

Chapter 78