White Feather Huaisha

Xie Huai said: "Tiger poison does not eat its son, this son is tasteless."

He was still eating sauced meat in the middle of the night yesterday, but today it's not even midnight, and his tongue can't taste it anymore.

Su Yuquan acted as if he hadn't heard the word "tasteless". He ate the oily rabbit meat, grinned hotly, and praised: "It's really delicious and moist. It's worthy of being a dragon!"

The word "dragon species" lowered the voice, and it was very personal, which made it even more obvious that Qie Yunhou was so eloquent that he could tell a story.

Xie Huai has been holding back for the past few days, but now he couldn't take it anymore, raised his hand and slapped him, "Why are you so virtuous now?"

Su Yu was a little miserable, clutching the back of his head, and said sadly: "Your Majesty, if you give me one more military officer to do it, I won't be so greasy now."

That's right, Marquis Qieyun has many positions, but except for a general Huben, almost all of them are civilian positions-practicing words more than real swords and guns. As soon as Su dug the pit and buried it, he felt that he was talking nonsense when he saw people talking about people.

It's just that he only met Xie Huai a few times, so he was able to preserve his youthful and clumsy image for more than a year, and now it's finally revealed.

Xie Huaimo for a while, unexpectedly found out his conscience, put down the small piece of paper that fanned the wind, "I'm sorry."

Su Yu stared at him like a ghost, "Excuse me? Do you know how much money I earn a year? I dare not say anything else, it's enough to buy several of you."

Xie Huai wondered who would dare to be such a traitor, and at the same time he took out a military black iron jug from his waist that only the old Huben soldiers knew, and took a sip.

Su Yu stared at his drinking lips, "This minister likes His Majesty very much, but only [-]% are left."

Xie Huai took another sip, and Su Yu said, "Basically, Imperial Physician Lin won't let you drink alcohol."

"Seventy percent. Sixty percent. Only half of it is left. Take another sip and I'll see. If I let you sleep again, I'll be a pig."

Xie Huai still didn't put down the jug, and wrote a poem without shame: "If you have wine today, you will be drunk today, and you have to sleep when it gets dark."

Su Yu stared at the jug and said, "I hope you will speak well next time, and don't be so unlucky at every turn. Forty percent... What is the concept of thirty percent, I'm going to start hating you, Xie Huai."

Xie Huai finally admitted defeat, and threw the flagon into Su Yu's arms, "Thirty percent is enough, why do you need so much?"

Without thinking, Su Yu raised his hand to hug the jug, "It's up to you."

"What's the use of relying on me?"

"Depending on you, I can watch you and tell you not to drink."

Xie Huaisheng was born with a rebellious heart, and his disobedient disciplining heart began to stir again, "What do you care about me?"

Su Yu rubbed his buttocks and settled the score with his fingers: "I go back three days every year during the Chinese New Year, and I have three days left for vacation, six days a year. If you drink less, you can live an extra year; if you live an extra year, you can spend more time with me Six days..."

The fat of the hare sizzled, and the green smoke carried the fire straight up to the starry sky. The wood core of the dead branches of Populus euphratica burned bright red, and turned gray in a short while.

The weathered unrecognizable Avalokitesvara statue outside the courtyard of the ruined temple is still in full bloom. Although the handsome head is missing, the posture of the jade body is quite rugged. Temptation of God.

After Xie Huai finished drinking the wine, he slapped the wind and sand on the curve away, sat on Guanyin's waist, and listened to Su Yu dialing the abacus beads in his spare time.

"One sip of wine for six days, ten sips of wine for two months, and one bottle of wine for a year. Isn't this a good deal?"

Shi Guanyin is icy cold, and the desert night wind blows through the Populus euphratica forest outside the temple.Xie Huaixin pointed at the dust and sand on Guanyin's waist, and said casually, "Is it cold?"

Su Yu shut his mouth all of a sudden, and even cast his eyes into the dark desert in the distance.

After a while, he held the flagon in his hand, raised his arms around Xie Huai's waist, and buried his face in his hot chest.

Xie Huai rubbed the back of his head, "What are you afraid of? Sooner or later."

Su Yu could hear his heartbeat, bang, bang, every beat was a countdown.

This "sooner or later", Xie Huai didn't take it seriously, but he took it as a joke, as if he could easily tiptoe over the rolling river by laughing and cursing.

But this person will always be a mountain, with trees on the mountain and branches on the trees, and huge rocks will always stand thousands of feet high, coming out of the clouds, disdainful of even the slightest shade of self-deception.

He can laugh, he can be blind, he can be unable to lift the long sword, knife and pen, he can be worn out and smashed to death by a short time, but he will never lose to Changtian Changtian.

Su Yu retorted in a muffled voice, "I don't care."

Xie Huai held back the jug's slender waist with his hand, and with a little force with his fingers, he broke Su Yu's hand from his waist, and at the same time leaned down to let the two get closer until their breathing was so close that they almost melted into each other.

He stared at the bright eyes of the young man, his heart was always as hard as iron, and he was not broken by the soft long eyelashes. Instead, he pinched the back of Su Yu's neck, forcing him to raise his head, and reminded Su Yu cruelly and slowly. He: "Su Yu, don't compete with yourself."

Su Yu held the mouth of the wine bottle and stared at him silently, not knowing whether he was glaring at Xie Huai or the night stars in the blue and black sky.

Xie Huai let him watch, frankly, as if he was not the one who would die.

Writing a letter is better than writing a letter, at least there is no quarrel in the letter.And once day and night are relatively more than two days, all the conflicts that do not arise will come to the fore.

After a while, Su Yu took back the wine bottle with a sudden force, and at the same time put the rabbit's leg in his hand on the ground, got up and patted his buttocks, turned his head and walked away, drinking with his neck up while walking, before entering the courtyard door, he said He urged: "Come back early and leave early tomorrow. My vacation is almost over, and it's time for you to go back to Jinling."

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