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After playing the last verse, Wu Xiang put down the bamboo flute and called out doubtfully, "Yaoer?"

Yaose closed her eyes, withdrew the tears she shouldn't have shed, and said: "The wind is a bit strong." After speaking, she opened her eyes, only a thin layer of mist covered them, trembling slightly, she threw herself into Wu Xiang's arms.

Wu Xiang hugged her tightly and said softly, "Then let's go back."

Yaose opened her face, and smiled softly: "Okay..." After saying this, she didn't let go of Wu Xiang at all, and turned to other topics: "Why did you embroider Xiu on sister Xiao's wedding bag? mean?"

Pixiu is often worn nowadays, mostly as a gold and jade item, but rarely embroidered.

Wu Xiang smiled inexplicably, tapped Yaose's forehead and said, "Yes or no, little fool."

Yaose rubbed against Wuxiang's arms and said, "Sister told me."

Wu Xiang's heart softened because of her actions, but now it turned into a puddle of water, and said softly: "Yao'er knows that Pixiu can ward off evil spirits, but she didn't say anything else."

"Keep the money?" Yaose asked suspiciously, looking at Wuxiang and tilting her head slightly.

Wu Xiang smiled, and said: "Exactly, Pixiu attracts and keeps wealth, but - only enters and exits." Teasing Fu Xiao, it's a pity that Fu Xiao was only shy at the time, so he didn't doubt that he found this meaning.

"Wuxiang!"

Just as Yao Se couldn't help laughing out loud, there was an angry voice from the corridor, soft but still slightly hoarse, they were very familiar with each other.

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived.

Wuxiang laughed even more happily, while Yaose hurriedly withdrew from Wuxiang's embrace and buried herself behind her, a little embarrassed, although it wasn't her fault, but it happened so coincidentally... It was indeed because of her, so how much Some embarrassment, but also when encountering intimacy, it is inevitable to be shy.

Wu Xiang quietly groped behind her, and gently held Yao Se's hand, she would not be afraid at all, she would tease Fu Xiao nine out of ten days, it was commonplace for several years.

"Why?" Wu Xiang lazily replied, not paying attention to it at all, and looking like he didn't care at all.

Fu Xiao was annoyed by her, and as he approached, he sneered and said: "Only in and out?" I don't know if it's the right time, Tong Liu Wan came back, didn't have the mind to stay downstairs, and planned to go back to the room, who knew that when he went upstairs, he heard Familiar with the sound of the flute, there are fewer people in the upstairs at night, the more empty it is, and it is not buried by the noise, so I searched for the sound, but as soon as I came, I heard the last sentence, how can I teach Fu Xiao not to be angry?

Liu Wan behind her is also covering her lips and snickering, but fortunately Fu Xiao didn't notice her at this time, otherwise she might have to coax her for a long time.

"Isn't that hoping that you will keep your money? Xiao'er, you have to know kindness." Wu Xiang said boldly, without fear, and said clearly.

Fu Xiao was laughed angrily by her for the second time, and said: "I hope you are not guilty of what you say!"

Unexpectedly, Wuxiang nodded, and said solemnly: "It can illuminate the moon."

Fu Xiao gritted her teeth angrily, just as she was about to reply, when a gust of wind blew, she sneezed loudly.

Moments later, the eyes met again, and Fu Xiaoyuan's lackluster aura was completely eliminated by embarrassment.There was too much wind blowing on the city tower before. At that time, I felt hot and didn’t feel cold, but it was brought back by the wind all the way. It only snowed a while ago, and the cold wave was in full swing. Although I was very angry, I couldn’t suppress my body chill feel.

Fu Xiao stomped her feet, blushed, turned around and pulled people away, but was held back by Wu Xiang.

"Why are you leaving? Aren't you going to watch the New Year together later? Go back obediently and wear something thicker, and go to my room and wait for me."

Daben rests on everyone, not to mention she has always been used to it, and the ginger soup that Fuxiao drank in these years has never been cooked by her.

Fu Xiao didn't make another sound, she blushed silently, and was hugged by Liu Wan all the way back to her room to add clothes.

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"You really don't plan to go and have a look? Those who celebrate the Chinese New Year are more or less passable." Guan Yue said.

The leader shook his head, seeing ashes all over the ground, and half a piece of paper money left, stood up clapping his hands and brushing his sleeves, and said: "Do you think we can live these years? She is still angry, and I don't really want to touch her bad luck."

Guan Yue had something to say, she rolled her eyes and said, "That depends on who caused it."

The leader was silent for a moment, then turned around and said, "Clean up, so that she won't say bad luck when she sees it."

"...It's fine if you don't give me a break during the Chinese New Year, and you're going to treat me like this?" Guan Yue said.

The leader said with a blank expression, "It's hard enough for you in Cao Ying, so it's nothing to move your lower body."

"Careful!" Guan Yue said, but went to get the things and cleaned them up.

The leader watched calmly, waited quietly for Guan Yue to finish sweeping, and said: "You rest, don't say that I cheated on you."

After finishing speaking, regardless of Guan Yue's expression, she went back to the house.

Before he got close to the door, he could see candles burning in his house from a distance, and the orange light was shining through the paper window.The footsteps paused for a moment, and then they continued walking.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw a familiar figure staring at her with hatred, behind him was Yunchan with a helpless face.

The charcoal was burned in the house, and there was a rush of heat when entering the house.

The leader frowned, the man misunderstood, just about to open the mouth, the leader said: "Do you want to die? The windows don't even open." As he spoke, he walked over and opened some windows, without looking at his mother and Yunchan.

"Isn't it best for you to die?" Mom choked with a sneer.

The leader also turned cold, turned his back and said, "What are you doing here?"

"Let's see if you're dead or not!" Mom said, she poured and poured, endured and endured, knowing the leader's temperament, she didn't say anything worse.

The leader rubbed his head tiredly, and said: "Then you saw it too, can you go back?"

But with her back on her back, both of them could only hear her indifferent voice, but could not see her tired expression.

"Pacha—" There was a crisp sound, and a piece of porcelain white shattered on the ground.

"Yunchan, you go out." Mom said coldly.

Yunchan bowed her head, unable to see her expression clearly, she obeyed and left.

The leader still didn't look back, looked out of the window which was slightly opened, and sighed silently.

"Shen Yan!" Mom called out, but she still couldn't turn her head, and said again: "Shen Yan! How dare you not look at me!"

The leader finally looked back after hearing the words, and the mother finally saw clearly that there was no love or hatred in the man's eyes, and everything was deserted.

Mom can't say anything more.