Comprehensive film and television: Passerby A, she is beautiful and cool

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Li Lianhua raised her head and looked into her eyes.

Her face was like an uncut jade, with a smile on her face, curved eyebrows and eyes, a faint pink at the corners of her eyes, like a goddess lowering her eyebrows, with a misty softness everywhere, and a charming demeanor that was heart-warming.

Their eyes met, and Li Lianhua was slightly stunned.

The paper was engulfed in flames, and green smoke swirled around it. She was hidden behind the green smoke, and the thick clouds dispersed, and the light flowed, dazzling to the point of astonishing.

"Li Lianhua, let's gather around the fire and make tea."

Qin Changsheng said, "It's a nice warm day now. Don't waste the burning charcoal. I'm sure a scholar like you will enjoy it."

After saying that, she winked playfully. Although he didn't understand what she meant by brewing tea around the fire, her momentary impulse easily moved his heart. Li Lianhua's eyes were as silent as a pool, but a faint smile appeared on his face because of her words.

He said, "It's up to you."

Before the East China Sea War, he was Li Xiangyi, a carefree and unrestrained man who traveled the world with his sword. However, there were many people and things that needed him to deal with. Under the glory, it was not as harmonious as he thought. After the glory faded, he became Li Lianhua.

Everything in the world is like clouds and smoke to him, not worth worrying about. When he walks in the world, he always has an unbridled indifference.

She is the exception.

Every moment of contact with Li Lianhua was an accident. It was she who made the daily necessities of life so close to him. He was too arrogant before and forgot to look down at the scenery on the roadside, which was also so beautiful.

Qin Changsheng placed the charcoal basin next to him. The warm charcoal fire burst out beside him, and the endless heat instantly enveloped him, making him lazy. The draft he had just started had to be put on hold...

Li Lianhua was lying on the edge of the table, tilting her head to look at her. The candlelight flickered, casting a hazy, soft glow through her hair.

Qin Changsheng was rummaging through boxes and cabinets looking for something she needed. This thing would appear by itself when you didn't need it, but it would be hard to find when you needed it. This situation often happened to her, just like at this moment, when she finally found it from the corner.

Qin Changsheng twirled his fingers as he took it to the water tank, cleaned it, and wiped it with a rag. He walked briskly back to the charcoal basin, placed the iron mesh on top, and then placed the empty clay pot on the table on top. He pulled out a can of milk from somewhere, and suddenly glanced at him with a smile: "Li Lang, have you ever had milk tea? It's very sweet, I think you'll like it."

Under the candlelight, her pupils were like the surface of the water covered with stars.

He just lowered his eyes and smiled, then replied indulgently, "Okay."

Qin Changsheng poured the milk into the clay pot, threw in a handful of tea leaves, and then put in a few sugar cubes. He then cut a lemon in half, squeezed some lemon juice into it, and then cut a slice of lemon with a knife and handed it to his mouth, saying, "Open your mouth."

Li Lianhua was so absorbed in watching her actions that she didn't notice for a moment. The lemon took a bite, causing her to cough lightly as the sour taste spread.

The sour taste on the tip of the tongue was so strong, and the slightly tipsy brain warmed by the charcoal became mostly sober.

"Why do you look so silly today? It's so cold that your brain must have been frozen." Qin Changsheng's prank was successful, and Lingling laughed out loud.

The crisp and lively laughter is like the tinkling of silver bells.

Li Lianhua glanced at her sideways without responding. She rolled the sour lemon slice into her mouth, which tasted refreshing and sweet.

Qin Changsheng was stunned and dazed for a moment.

Those clear eyes, inexplicably, were somewhat charming and touching.

She reacted quickly and walked quickly to the stove. She opened the lid and used a wooden stick to pick out two roasted sweet potatoes with charred skin. "I almost forgot about this."

Qin Changsheng stood by the stove and waved at him: "Come over and eat while it's hot."

I don’t know when she put it in there, and I don’t know where she got so many weird ideas.