Night Talk Hundred Stories

Xiaoer led two people to the backyard at the front, and kept talking all the way, asking: "I don't know where the two young masters are from, but they came to Linzhou to play?"

Hei Yao coughed, and said: "We are here to play, I don't know if there is any good places for the younger brother to recommend?"

Hearing this, Xiaoer smiled and said with a bit of smugness: "Young Master, you are asking the right person. I grew up in this city since I was a child. I went out to the west gate. There is Wanyu Mountain outside the city. Although it is a high and steep mountain, But the scenery is beautiful, the mountains and clear waters are beautiful, it is a good place to travel in autumn!"

Qing He laughed when he heard this, "We are coming down from there today."

"Yo, that's small, isn't it?" Xiao Er also smiled, and led the two of them around a corridor and into the exquisitely furnished yard in front, "I see that the two of you have rented out the house for half a month, and I think you can stay for a long time." Yes, in a few days the city will have the autumn lantern festival, and the two young masters can take a look at it. Although it is not as bustling and lively as in a big city, it is still an annual event in our city. "

Hei Yao lowered his head and saw Qing He's fascinated look, the smile in his eyes deepened a bit, he took his hand and walked into the house.

The layout of this upper room is indeed exquisite, even a person like Hei Yao who doesn't care much about things outside his body can't help but take a few more glances.

The floor of the house is paved with marble, which should be tidied up by someone every day. It is as clean as new and can almost shine on people; several candlesticks are made into the shape of flying phoenix holding beads, and they are placed in the four corners of the room; the whitewashed walls They are all mounted on bright paper, which is quite neat, and there is a light and plain screen covering the windows, with carved beams and painted columns, which are exquisite and meticulous;

Qinghe also liked it when he saw it. He walked to the window, stretched out his hand and stroked the magpie branches carved on the window, and then pushed the window open with a little force, and immediately there was a strong scent of sweet-scented osmanthus. Going to, a huge osmanthus tree in the backyard is full of flowers and branches. Against the backdrop of the moonlight, the goose-yellow osmanthus looks like stars in the night sky from a distance. Qinghe really likes it.

Seeing the expressions of the two, Xiaoer knew that he liked this room, and used the big teapot in his hand to make tea for the teapot on the table: "I wonder when you two want to have dinner?"

"Let's send it here now." Hei Yao took a few small coins and put them in the small second hand, "Just pick up some light and refreshing ones."

"Okay!" Xiao Er put the money into the purse on his waist, and walked out the door with a smile on his face.

Qinghe had seen enough sweet-scented osmanthus, turned around, and saw that Hei Yao was already sitting on a stool and drinking tea, his mouth became greedy for a moment, he walked over and poured himself a cup of tea, and was about to drink, but was stopped by Hei Yao , replaced the teacup in Qinghe's hand with the cup in his hand, and said: "The tea in the pot is still hot, drink this cup first."

Qing He responded, took a sip carefully, and wrinkled his nose, "It's a bit bitter."

"It's not as sweet as mountain springs." Hei Yao nodded, and then pulled the stool beside him to let him sit down, "But you should think about it again, it should be a bit sweet."

Qing He pursed his lips, indeed there was a sweet taste slowly spreading from the tip of his tongue, he looked at Hei Yao in admiration and said: "Hei Yao is so powerful, he knows everything!"

Hei Yao covered his mouth with his hands and coughed, and decided not to tell the other party that he had studied the customs and customs of the world for a long time in advance.

At this time, Xiao Er brought the food in, Qing He immediately cast his eyes on the steaming food, Hei Yao also heaved a sigh of relief thankfully.

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After the meal, the inn sent someone to send a bathtub and a set of washing utensils. Qinghe went to the bedroom to undress, and suddenly got bored in the water. A string of small blisters, startled in my heart, walked over in two steps, and scooped up the stuffy person in the water.

Because of the heat, Qinghe's fair body was a little red, and there was steam in her cat's eyes, she asked in confusion, "Hei Yao, what are you doing?"

Hei Yao looked a little absent-minded, recalled his thoughts by his question, only smiled and said: "I thought you fell and drowned."

"No way." Qinghe pulled his arm backhand, "Would you like to take a dip too, the water is so comfortable."

"I'll soak it later, and wipe your body first."

Hei Yao gently broke away from his hand, went around behind Qinghe, took a handkerchief from a shelf beside him and wiped his back.Qing He lay obediently on the edge of the barrel. He had been making a fuss all day today, and this young bluegrass was extremely exhausted at the moment, but he closed his eyes a little, and fell asleep.

After Hei Yao finished wiping his back, he noticed that the person in front of him seemed to be asleep, so he tentatively called his name twice, and realized that the little guy was really fast asleep.

Hei Yao didn't call him again, got up and took a big clean and soft cloth towel and spread it out on the bed, then carefully carried him out of the water, the tentacles were soft and soft, he felt that the young man's skin was very delicate, and at the same time felt that it was too gentle It's a little lighter, and you have to take good care of it in the future.

He gently put Qinghe on the bed, and took an absorbent cotton cloth to wipe off the water droplets all over his body. Qinghe felt a little cold out of the water, and unconsciously rubbed against Hei Yao. Hei Yao gave a low laugh and hugged him. In her arms, she lowered her head and rubbed his hair, just like in the mountains in the past, her movements were familiar, and there was a pampering tenderness in her eyes that she hadn't even noticed.

Suddenly, Hei Yao paused, turned his body slightly, and glanced at the half-closed window out of the corner of his eye, his voice was soft but with a piercing chill: "What, get out."

The exquisitely crafted wooden window creaked, as if being blown by the night wind, and then there was no movement.

Hei Yao sneered, recited the mantra silently, and spread a barrier around the room, then slowly let go, put Qinghe on the bed, pulled the quilt to cover him, and then got up to wash himself.

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Hei Yao opened his eyes just before dawn on the second day. He was already preying in the mountains at this hour on weekdays.

However, he only moved his arms, and the people around him hummed dissatisfiedly. He turned his head and saw that Qinghe was lying in his arms, sleeping soundly.

Not wanting to wake him up, and not knowing what to do so early, Hei Yao simply concentrated on looking at the young man in front of him through the morning light.

Well, I'm still smacking my lips, did I dream of something delicious?The corners of Hei Yao's mouth curved, and he stretched out his hand to lightly poke the pink lips in front of him.

Qinghe was still in a dream, dreaming that Hei Yao handed him a little sugar figure, and felt something near his mouth, immediately opened his mouth, aww, and took that thing in his mouth.

Hei Yao was stunned, the soft and moist touch made him feel like the finger was going to melt away, he retracted his hand trembling slightly, he found that his heartbeat seemed to be a little abnormal at the moment, he forced himself to calm down and read a few words Bian Qing Xin Jue, this slowly calmed down the beating heart.

The sleeping young man was still dreaming, unaware that the people around him were at war with heaven and man, but Hei Yao's heart was beating like thunder, but he couldn't figure out why he was so nervous, so he simply closed his eyes and fell asleep with Qinghe, but he was also hazy. He fell asleep vaguely.

The author has something to say: ——Little Theater——

Qinghe (stretching fingers forward): Hei Yao, what are those people in front doing around that tall building?

Hei Yao (turns around and takes out a "Handbook of Monster Life in the World", flipping through it): That's throwing a hydrangea ball to recruit relatives, and the woman upstairs will throw a hydrangea ball down.

Qinghe (eyes light up): Really throw it away!Hei Yao is great!

Hei Yao (throwing the manual aside, smiling): Nothing.