When they travel, the sun has been nearby. The light golden sun is sprinkled on the city of Qingshan, and it is a little bit to the mountain.
Cui Wei's little white horse although young, the head is not small, and it is also a good mouth outside, than Xie Wei's horses only slightly shortline. The two people ran in the city, and the four hoofs of Xiaobai Ma Yang were also rushing. It is also a stars, and the scene is not falling behind.
Xie Wei looked at him behind him, and his body rushed, sitting stabilized, could not help but praise: "The ride is good, I can't think of you a book, it is willing to use it on this."
Cui Wei has a color, smiled and said, "Not only will ride, will also shoot the archery. While finding a target, I am shot."
Xie Wei smiled at him: "Then wait for the fall, take you to the Pinggu hunting."
Cui Wei has not yet shot a living target, slightly a bit virtual. But men can't directly admit defeat in this place. Think about the fall in autumn, and it is very painful to practice more in the hospital, and then promise.
The two ran around the city, the sun had fallen behind the mountain, and soon, he would have to Guan City. The two walked back from the south to the inner city and found a Guan Ermen Temple. It was far away from the temple, mixed into the flow of people.
Because of the nearly close birthday, which temple began to sell arts, selling the candle, selling some snacks and the new fruit sweets in the field. There are still some common returns to sell milk products - these back is about Yuan Meng moved to Beijing's color authority, but he didn't leave the Emperor, and then lived in Daming land.
They can not only sell roast lambs, dairy products, but also sell some beef soups, halojamin, and Han people are sold. Cui Wei did not eat beef for a long time, he bought two bowl of beef soup and some natural yoghurt.
Yogurt is much better than modern acid, I want to put it on the sugar to eat, but it is cool and cool, but also calcium. He entered Beijing to pay attention to the movement, but didn't drink milk, but also to find these back to book some fresh milk, drink a cup of a cup every day, and the old little make up.
...... By the way, it is reminded.
Xie Wei watched his name called the owner to send milk, sent yogurt, like it is very love to drink, and felt some surprised: "This milk is still dry and easy to dry, make sour and yogurt, you really love to drink it?"
"It's better to add some sugar." Cui gave him a spoonful of sugar, and I dug a large scoop with sugar, and enjoyed it, and said: "Drinking milk Gao, I am too busy in these two years, less sleep, may affect fade ... "
Almost didn't take it, say three words of melatonin.
He reacted at the moment, and the change stated: "Impact the legs. I am sitting together with Jiu, than this calf, can I not worry?"
Xie Wei looked at the knee picking up under his clothing. His knee bone is not very large, only in the clothes, and is as well as well as his person. He saw some gods. After returning, he smiled and smiled. "Not short. You have not long it yet."
Thank you, you will talk so.
Cui Wei was happy, but he was still a strong to make up in front of the real to Xie Wei. He has finished yogurt, and he stood up and said: "You may have a lot of money, look back, I do some milk tea, I will try it, summer drinking ice milk tea is refreshing and refreshing, drinking milk than a single milk. "
Xie Wei did not taste Mongolian milk tea, but nothing is interested in his proposal, but it is still a head. Seeing that he is almost a lot, then a piece of broken silver is throwing at the table. If you want to go back to the sweet food, you will take the two horses, bring him to the temple. Walking place.
At this time, the lights have already lit up, and the gardens sang all the launches, changed to the play. The temple is selling copper, porcelain, and also posted a large Guan Emperor, lifelike in the lights ...
Such as……
The old version of the three countries Zhongzhong Yu Yu Lu Tam Ming teacher ...
This picture seems to be a person in the cartoon of the cartoon, even the posture is not changed!
That doctrine was shouting: "This is the true fan of Cui Mei people! When Cui Mei people draw three national maps, painted a hundred and eight heroes, etc., but unfortunately, the beautiful people were unconscious and dusty More artworks were brought to the mountains. I am an emperor, but the old man who picks up a caucasian, when I lost the road, I met the Cui Mei people, I got to go out, and she sent this masterpiece ... "
He said very well, and the people around him truthfully, many people touched the lotion to buy his big picture.
That owner picked up Joe, saying that his picture is the true Cui Mei people's surrendeen, a certain waiter, a husband will spend a few hundred two to buy him, they are not sold, only will be selling some also " Little Guan Emperor of the original print.
Cui Wei heard and laugh, his face was twisted, I want to pull Xie Wei away from this magical stall, but found that his body is back to himself, low, laughing, laughing A shrug.
Take a look! This is a smart person! I will know that the story is quilted, and the people who are too easy! The old man who is also collected ... Why don't you say that he personally meets Cui Mei people in the mountains?
He whispered: "That picture is to find the Guan Gong statue on the drawing to become a big picture, it is not true."
"I know." Xie Wei looked back at him, the smile is still not scattered, leaning against the horse, saying: "Cui Mei people are next to me, where is the mountain."
Cui Wei did not listen to what he said, looked up to him, and wanted him to make it clear. Xie Wei shook his head and pointed to the temple. The temple said: "Don't look at this painting, you are some set of color printing, just look at the light under the light, it is rough during the day. In the public, we have listened. "
When he took the horse, Cui Wei also forgot what to ask, followed him to the street.
There is a Nan play team, the tone is clear, although the street is embarrassing, but the sound is far from the wind, the singing is intermittent, and the singing is still the former Yuan Guan Hanqing's "Guan Da Wang to the single knife" .
"I also also Zeng Za's three winter, Cai Yang, blood splash in the killing site. The knife picks the robe out Xuchang, and the murder of Cao Yuxi ..."
The song is cut in the ear, the words are clear, the sound is low, but it is also powerful, the charm is full, and a hero is sang.
The song of the street naturally can't pass this, so clear.
Cui Wei looked at the sound, and he found out that the people who sang were actually Xie Wei. He seems to look at the stalls in the distance, and it is like a three kingdom of imagination.
The lights played on his face, reflecting a very Peugeot outline, Cui Hao painted so many heroes, not as good as him. He sang that "the end is the heroes." It is like a hero to face the dust, and you are singing your own heart.
He repeatedly sang this first child, Cui Wei listened more, I feel that I have to learn, and I will snort it low.
His tunner plugged into the song, like a dead branch into the lake, and Xie Wei woke up from the song, and saw him attending him, learning to sing the [ ].
Although he sang, although not in the tuning, his lips were born, and it was a white, after removing the murmling, only looked at the lips when he biting his lips, and his mouth is better than others.
Xie Wei looked for a while, I remembered that he called himself, his eyes were moved from his lips and fell into the eyes.
The street light is like falling in his eyes. The fire seems to be bullied from his eyes, and the blazing is not dare. Take a closer look, where there is something else in the eyes, some fine shots, all of which are his own figure.
Xie Wei is moving, raising his hand, looking at the eyes, watching his half-opened lips, the body slightly tight.
Cui Wei's eyes closed, no longer sang the ruined panel [ , breathing fine, but the neck is stiffness, seems to be waiting for.
Without the voice of noisy people, Xie Wei suddenly woke up from the adhesive atmosphere of the appropriate tale, low and sighed, the chin, the kiss, the kiss on his lips, the kiss, falling to his eyes. On the back.
He is a student of Kozijian. In the future, he will also test people.
Cui Ji only felt that his hand was more important, couldn't help but smash the lips and swallow the mouth.
But Xie Wei has once neverned this, straight to the body, the palm of his hand is smiling, smiling and saying: "Let's go. Do you want to go to school tomorrow?"
Cui looked at his eyes: "Square ..."
Xie Wei shook his head, joke, said: "It's not too suspicious. Go back, your reading people are not strong, can't stay up late."
He took the long legs and walked before, and Cui was chasing it in the back, and he called "Xie brother" even again, he refused to look back The two horses are steadily steadily and right, and they are squeezed outside, leaving only them in the middle of these two horses.
Cui Wei wants to ask him what he means, and he is afraid that he is thin, asking more angry, I have to endure first. Wait, the fine water is long, there is always ...
Oh, let's talk later.
Xie Wei sent him to Cui Fu to leave. Cui Wei wants to ask him to sit on him to sit and refuse, just say that he is going to go to the palace, and you can't delay it too late.
But when he left, he couldn't help but have more than a say: "Tomorrow is Guandi Birthday, he will always sprinkle with water in the sky. You have remembering the umbrella, and you call it."
Cui Wei suddenly relieved, promised to go into the threshold, and sent him from the alley.
This evening, he did not review it in the sky, but he turned out of a junior collection from Liu Shiye, and opened the four fold of "Guan Er. Single Wheel". That branch [ It's time to rise, and I will sing a few more stickers and good listeners.
Of course, it is also possible that people sing well, and he sang and ran.
He resolutely unconsciously, I realized that Lin Ju is the painful heart of the drama - the song of the song, the rhythm is clear, read and have the beauty of the song. Eight installments When the twenty occasion is written, the two sentences are more common, and they are in a sound, and they read such as singing, naturally more than do not cut rhyme, and don't pay attention to the prose of the opponent. .
After realizing this, his brain is even more unscrupulous, and the monarch lamp is circulated. It is not controlled until the sleep.
Gradually, the more clear and clear, no longer the tone after his own magic reform, but the initial sound of the caravan in his ear. That song, the more stars, his eyes are dark, but they feel fine, warm breathing is on the face, but they are not left in the middle, but softly attached to his lips.
He called "Xie Jiong" in his dreams, as if you appear in front of him, Xie Wei's face was in the light.
Xie Wei's hand is as imitation of the Buddha, on his hand, shoulder, gradually go downstream. The burning feeling is in the bones, and he is hot, sitting in the darkness.
The last time I met and the acquaintances met, it would be, this time I dreamed of the acquaintance, I would have a acquaintance again. I can't do this for my friends ... What else does he go to see people?
Although this time seems to be Xie Wei first lick him ...
He did not want to make an older object, but he didn't want to even the same gender.
He sadly lied his face, snack in the bed for a long time, climbed up and changed clothes, looked at the outside of the sky, and sighed.
Still too much, add a few yuan, the folk song of the cognac.