A Lady’s Tranquility

Jiang Xining went back to the house, he slept, barely washed his face, and went to bed to sleep.

When I wake up next day, the sky was bright.

The whole seat is quiet, and I can't hear the sound of the interlaced last night. It is expected that the banquet of the wind is already over. She is hue, and she has missed the time to eat early. The water bath, only slowly swallowing, ready to eat at noon.

However, she didn't expect that she wiped her hair. The outer sword book is coming.

Jiang Xian Ning, somehow, spiritual earthquake.

I haven't waited for the sword book, and her eyes are bright. "Mr. I am looking for me?"

The sword book was against by her, stopped, he went back: "Yes."

Jiang Xian Ning took a low voice to ask: "Do you have to eat?"

The sword book looked at her, nor did you know that it wouldn't give her truth, but I recruited that I was staring at the eyes of the table. The back ridge was in a cold. I didn't dare to say, I just nodded. :"Done."

Jiang Xining heard, suddenly jumped, and his hand: "I know that Mr. is the fairy, the saints come to the world, and the Guanyin Bodhisattva does not have a good heart. This way is not delicious, the peach cake is called me to eat. Tattoo. Yesterday, I still thought about it, Yan Lin is not very good. I didn't expect to eat today. You will wait for me, I will come. "

Sword book: "..."

Your heart is really not small.

The sword should be "Yes", standing outside, waiting for her to pack it, taking people all the way through the garden, thank you before.

Several gray black bricks under the roof, in the forefront.

The house house is also flat.

It's just that there are few people in this place, extraordinary, Jossimo is also a house for Xie to pick up the house.

This will put a few dishes on the table of the window.

Xie is sitting on the left and a wine on the side.

I heard the footsteps outside, people didn't come in, Jiang Xue Ning said that the voice came in: "Mr., student gives you anything!"

Jiang Xining is in the door, looking at it in the first.

Ask, you are sitting there.

When you quietly meet in the kitchen in Jinan, you will never mention that the good dishes have been placed on the table. If you don't need her to fight, Jiang Xue Ning has an eye-catching.

Thanks to the end of the cloud, the cloud is light, fluttering, lifting her, smiling: "Come in."

Jiang Xianning is coming in, coming in.

Not, she is very consciously sitting opposite Xie, holding the double image of the paragraph on the right side of the table, looking down at this table, happy.

There are five or six in foots.

The smoked pigeons are deep red, and the white jade tofu is young. Each surface is immersed in the luster of oil, and there are some small onions.

I only floated out some smell, and people can't help but fluid.

Jiang Xining is almost to reach out, but I only see Xie Xie to sit on her opposite. I can't help but look at him. I looked at him. I looked at my chopsticks. No chopsticks? "

Xie watched her and said: "Satured yesterday."

Jiang Xianning pondered this means "not hungry", raising a circle, trying to say: "Is that all give me?"

Xie drank a small mouth, smile: "Are you a student?"

Inexplicably, Jiang Xue Ning feels that there is a cold behind.

Can be delicious, this is a good time to wait for her such a good time than usual, and in the last period of time, he disappeared with the original vigilance of this person.

She is happy, and she puts her chopsticks. Sheung wool is sent to her mouth.

The meat is delicate and delicious.

only……

This taste seems to have a little more acid?

Jiang Xining products, thought it was a unique reason to brush the sauce, said that it is not allowed to be a new taste, try to know more.

So hurry again.

However, when she bite it, when she bite it, she has been mixed into the oil of the meat, and I have been squeezed out and flooded her entire oral cavity.

"vomit!"

I don't know how many years of old vinegar, the sourness stimulates that her face has frozen, almost immediately put the mouth, towards the dishes on the side, spit the meat!

However, the sour is still in the mouth.

Her wolf said that they couldn't even say that they didn't want to go to the water: "What is the taste!"

Xie Cheung handed over the two drinks.

Jiang Xining didn't see it and took it over.

then……

Then I have already wrinkled into a slap in the face, and I have become Ten Qing. She has lost her wine, and she coughed with her throat: "cough, cough! Thank, cough cough! Xie Ju'an" - Cough! "

It's just like a disease.

She has risen red, extreme sour and extreme spicy, all in a mouth, and the group is turned on to her head, I can't spit it!

I can't die in the same place!

I am not surprised by my hive: "How, very acid?"

Want to make money? !

Jiang Xianning has never eaten such a sour thing in their lives!

Hearing the other party, can you still understand?

This is to cure her!

I only hate myself, I didn't leave God - my heart is blackening, and it is a prison devil. Which of her is a fascinating heart?

That taste is difficult to describe it.

Jiang Xianning is in the past.

Where else, what else, I only have a thank you. I only have a tea water, but I didn't find a teapot. I held my throat. I coughed with your strength. go with.

Thank you to see her, don't stop.

The knife sword book is in the garden.

The moving and quiet in the house in the house heard.

However, I saw that Jiang Xuening was a poisonous look, and she could not help but be in the heart.

Jiang Xianning is familiar with the sword. A few coughs have made her voice hoarse. At this moment, I am more afraid that I have been hi, I have heard the heart, and I will hold a sword, and the sound is lowered: "Fast, end cup water!"

I said that she wants to happen.

The sword book is straight, but I don't dare to hold too long, busy going to the water.

Good big tea.

Jiang Xining came to do it, and I felt a lot of money. I felt better, but I still had a sour taste. I still have a lot of stay in the throat. No matter how can't you can't get it!

My name is to die!

The sword book is worthy of her look, the eyelids are straight, the small channel: "Mr. is not hurting, doing something is not good, and there is."

Jiang Xian Ning is out of angry.

Is that difficult to eat?

It's just with the most striking roar to give her a glass of vinegar! That drinks to people half a life!

She looked up with the remaining half of tea, and he handed back to the sword book, and she walked outside.

Sword book: "Mr.?"

Jiang Xining looked back at the wannang house, only I felt that the whole house was in front of it, where did you dare to walk half? I played a cold: "Don't, you can find me again! Mr. Your brain, cough, there is a problem ..."

Say, her voice drifted a bit.

The whole person seems to step on the clouds, soft body shape, happens to the feet, and only the last breath is like, from the corridor's head around.

The knife sword is written.

After a while, I listened to the calm call in the house: "Sword."

The sword book made a spirit, go in.

The table is almost all moved.

Thanks to the edge of the Qing Dynasty, the snow white Jinpa whitewashed the snow white Jinpai, and the ate vinegar is like it. It seems that there is nothing, and the sound: " Feed dog. "

Swordsman is numb, said: "Yes."

He cleaned up the table, and he went out.

The knife piano glanced and shook his head.

Swords have worried, and the sound is lowered: "Because Ning Second girl and the world?"

The piano said: "The difference is not too late."

The sword book is wondering: "It can be no longer no sound ..."

The knife piano said: "It is necessary to be early, where is the present? Mr. is not expensive."

The sword book indicates that he looks on his hand: "What?"

I didn't talk at a glade.

The two are looking at it.

In the end, the sword book is first to be, from the side of the past, to deal with these spending a morning. Just walking two steps, he stopped, hesitated, and turned his head asked: "The piano, you said, the dog does not eat, what should I do?"

"..."

Obviously, this is an extremely possible problem.

The knife piano is silent, and I wanted for a while, and said: "Or dog, or you die."

Sword book: "..."