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Those who come to Min Yang's courtyard are all to enjoy the snow, and it is rare to have such a quiet environment in the city.

Before Qin Xun came back, Gong Zhicheng and Wen Yuqing originally thought that Min Yang's family would get closer to him, but they didn't expect to see Huan Yi crooked at Liu Chuqun as soon as they entered the door. The two former colleagues began to recall the past, recalling the past By the time Qin Xun came back, Huan Yi had already started to feel sleepy, and was about to continue hibernating again.

It's just that Gong Zhicheng didn't understand that Huan Yi insisted on lying on Liu Xiangqun instead of finding a room to rest.

Liu Xiangqun is a well-known star, how could he not know, it is reasonable to know Min Yang, but why is Huan Yi clinging to him and unwilling to come down?

Huan Yi's answer to Gong Zhicheng was: "He is quite comfortable, why should he sleep on the bed, and he can't sleep curled up on the bed."

Gong Zhicheng: "Are you treating people like trees?"

Huan Yi just ignored him and continued to hibernate. Generally speaking, adults do not understand the thoughts of minors, so it is better to say less.

Gong Zhicheng rolled his eyes at him, the two had met for hundreds of years without a tacit understanding at all, as for the family and friendship they had agreed upon, it was obvious that dragons were not cold-blooded animals.

Wen Yuqing had no choice but to comfort Gong Zhicheng in a good voice, telling him not to take it to heart, a baby who is only in the growth stage can't be counted at all, just pick it up after he is fast asleep.

Gong Zhicheng thought this was a really good idea, but whether he would have the chance to pick it up was another matter.

Seven people and two ghosts sit together and have a hot pot meal. Xi Maohong is not surprised by the two Apiao, Heizhu and Qingzhu. After all, it is Min Yang. Why are there two ghosts around him? Hei Zhu belongs to Min Yang Butler, he will definitely visit frequently in the future, if he is scared away when he sees Heizhu, he is not worthy of being Min Yang's friend.

Xi Maohong also has a big heart, he really didn't think so much about ghosts and gods, how should he treat them or how to treat them.

Hei Zhu and Qing Zhu each had a bowl, but what they ate was the fragrance and the smell of the food, so they could taste the taste, and after a meal, everyone was quite satisfied.

A few stray cats came looking for the smell of fish, and Heizhu gave them the rest. The rations at home were really not wasted at all. Heizhu is really a good housekeeper, and he is very kind-hearted .

Hiccupping, Xi Maohong helped Min Yang move a set of tea sets to the yard, and he will have to rely on it to enjoy the snow tonight.Of course, in addition to these, there are melon and fruit snacks, which are Min Yang's favorites. Qin Xun specially brought a lot of them to his house, so that he can bring no duplicates of the snacks he eats every day.

Sure enough, it snowed, at nine o'clock in the evening.

Hei Zhu asked Min Yang if he could raise a few kittens in winter. He also just found out that a mother cat gave birth to a few white kittens, and she was shivering in the corner.

Min Yang said, "You can do whatever you want."

Afterwards, Hei Zhu and Qing Zhu brought them all into the house. Xi Maohong was also very curious about the kitten, so he followed Hei Zhu to see the kitten and became a qualified subordinate.

Qin Xun drank black tea and said, "That boy Maohong fell ill again."

Wen Yu was puzzled: "I think he's quite normal, what's wrong with him?"

Min Yang explained to him: "It's a disease that you can't walk when you see a beautiful woman."

As soon as Qingzhu heard it, he disappeared immediately.

Qin Xun felt that Qingzhu was too nervous: "Is it necessary for Qingzhu to be so nervous? Heizhu is a ghost and not a human being. Back then, Maohong was scared to death by Heizhu."

But Gong Zhicheng found it interesting: "It's not bad to have a relationship between people and ghosts."

Wen Yu gave him a soft look: "You have watched too many movies."

Min Yang didn't stop talking as if he hadn't eaten dinner. After eating a small plate of nuts, he inserted into their topic.

Min Yang: "Qing Zhu is worried that Hei Zhu will be abducted."

Wen Yu shook his head lightly: "As someone who has been here, it's more than that."

Today's green bamboo soul has already been raised almost, and it is estimated that it will be able to come out of the ancient sword in a few days. Now the scope of activities outside the ancient sword is only Min Yang's house. If he lacks spiritual energy outside, he can't go out at will for the time being. , every minute may be swallowed by other ghosts.

In short, tonight is just a snow appreciation party for casual chatting.

Min Yang slightly adjusted the formation in the house.

Holding a cup of hot tea, Qin Xun's eyes fell on Min Yang's eyes. The snowflakes fell on his silk hair, which was so beautiful that it was breathtaking. Qin Xun asked him if it would be cold when the snowflakes fell on his head, and helped him put the snowflakes on his head. Snowflakes twist away.

"Snow is the most suitable for poetry." Wen Yuqing is obviously still a literary youth.

It's a pity that everyone turned their faces away when they heard the poems, and they didn't have that literary talent. Qin Xun could barely compose a few sentences, and Min Yang was not professional. As for Gong Zhicheng, he was not very interested. As for Huan Yi, he was still sleepy, lying on the table like a paralyzed dragon, but he just wanted to join in the fun and didn't want to go back to his room to sleep.

Wen Yuqing's opinion was rejected, and Min Yang, as the master, asked: "Would you like to dance the sword?"

Probably, except for Qin Xun, everyone else can dance that part.

Liu Xiangqun, who often dealt with martial arts scenes, thought it was good. He stood up and stretched his muscles: "Then I will throw bricks to attract jade?"

Everyone started clapping.

Sword dancing when the snow falls is a beautiful artistic conception.

Xi Maohong held a little milk cat and pushed open the window. After learning that they were going to dance swords, he threw the little milk cat to Heizhu.

"Wait, let me record a video of you dancing swords to commemorate today's snowy day!"

Young people are full of tricks.

No one had any objections, Gong Zhicheng and Wen Yuqing, who had long been accustomed to modern life, thought it was good.

Liu Xiangqun wanted to dance the sword, and Huan Yi woke up after a while.

The one who was hit was Gong Zhicheng, who grabbed his baby-fat face and asked, "You said why you didn't look for me when you came here, do you dislike my long-windedness?"

Huan Yi wrinkled his nose and slapped his claws away: "You are just nagging, lest you tell me I don't want to look for you."

Gong Zhicheng wanted to rub Huan Yi's face with his hands, but was separated by Wen Yu's words: "Enjoy the big star dancing sword for you."

Huan Yi stuck out his tongue at Gong Zhicheng childishly: "That's right, that's right, my Uncle Wen is better."

Wen Yu lightly said with a smile: "Don't be old-fashioned, old people are prone to strokes."

Old Tiger Gong Zhicheng: "..."

Huan Yi smiled at Gong Zhicheng: "Say you're old."

Gong Zhicheng was so angry that he wanted to beat him up!

Min Yang and Qin Xun watched the play seriously. The former never thought that the Qinglong he brought back one day would be such a non-cold thing. At least he also got to know Gong Zhicheng, which is not bad.

Liu Xiangqun clasped his fists at them, waved a new wooden sword made by Min Yang, and began to perform in a decent manner.

That's right, Liu Xiangqun was only doing it and not acting, he was also doing it on a whim, and it was the first time he danced a sword in a snowy day.

Qin Xun sat beside Min Yang and said quietly, "I'll record a video for you later."

Min Yang nodded: "Okay, I only danced the sword in front of the master before, and I haven't danced in front of people for a long time, you have to watch it carefully."

Xi Maohong has already played music for Liu Xiangqun in the back, and it seems quite interesting to match the rhythm.

Liu Xiangqun's every move has a good look, but it still lacks a bit of murderous intent, but it's just entertainment between the few of them, so don't worry too much about it.

After filming a video, Xi Maohong asked Liu Xiangqun if he could post it on Moments, but Liu Xiangqun didn't care, but Qin Xun said to him: "You didn't take us into it, did you?"

Xi Maohong chuckled: "I'm sorry, cousin, I didn't take pictures of you."

Qin Xun: "Okay, then you can send it."

Liu Xiangqun handed the wooden sword to the next person, Wen Yu took it lightly, shook the heavy wooden sword, and said, "This wood is pretty good, where did you get it?"

Min Yang looked at Qin Xun: "Brother Qin bought it for me."

Wen Yuqing is very knowledgeable: "It must have cost a lot of money."

Qin Xun coughed lightly: "Director Wen, dance your sword quickly, we will wait and see." After knowing the price, what should Min Yang do if he won't let him pay for the purchase?

Min Yang just asked casually: "Is it very expensive?"

Qin Xun hurriedly replied: "Not expensive." As far as he is concerned, it is still cheap.

Min Yang nodded: "That's good."

Wen Yuqing smiled again, pulled a sword flower, and started his performance.

Xi Maohong lay on the window to record the video, amazed again and again. He had only practiced military boxing with the people in the military camp before, but he had never really learned swordsmanship.Wen Yuqing can tell if there is one as soon as he makes a move. Different from Liu Xiangqun's pure masculine power, Wen Yuqing's movements are both rigid and soft. Every move and style is pleasing to the eye. The snowflakes everywhere are divided into two petals, and it is not known whether it is the sword dancing or the snowflake dancing.

Xi Maohong and others thought that if Wen Yuqing was wearing an ancient chivalrous costume, he could use one word to describe it: chic.

The completion of a set of swordsmanship received warm applause from everyone, and Wenyu lightly threw it to Min Yang: "Min Yang, come on."

Min Yang gently took the wooden sword he made himself. He intended to show his hand in front of everyone, and they all knew each other, so he didn't need to care about other formalities.

Although it is not a shiny silver sword, it seems to be alive in Min Yang's hands.

Min Yang's body is soft, his movements are jerky and slow, soft and slow, so soft and beautiful.

The long hair swayed along Min Yang's figure, Qin Xun was so fascinated that the phone in his hand began to tremble.

In the past, he saw Min Yang's swords were sharp and sharp, but now he saw a different Min Yang, every sword, every look hooked his heart and soul, Qin Xun felt his body was extremely tense, It seems that something is about to burst out.

In the eyes of others, Min Yang's moves are very different from Wenyuqing, which is also a combination of rigidity and softness, but Min Yang's is strong and powerful, like writing calligraphy, every stroke is clearly visible, from the beginning From the end to the end, it continued continuously, opening and closing, and the speed also changed dexterously.

Xi Maohong seems to be quite talented in music, and the soundtrack he chose is quite in line with the current artistic conception.

At the end of the song, the sword dance also came to an end.

The applause continued.

Even the black bamboo and the green bamboo have feelings, recalling that when they were still alive, they ran, jumped, danced swords, and played among the green bamboos. Every frame and every second is a warm memory.

Next was Huan Yi who was already eager to try. He changed his previous sleepy eyes and rushed out with his sword in hand. Because he had an innate advantage, most of his movements were done in the air, and he performed a high-altitude sword dance for everyone. When he thought it was interesting, Liu Xiangqun was terrified watching it, for fear that he would fall from the air without stepping on it.

The snowflakes continued to fall, and the air was getting colder and colder. Heizhu lit a fire for everyone. After playing, the distance between everyone was shortened. In the middle of the night, they stopped drinking tea and changed to drinking.

A group of people were staggering drunk, even Min Yang was sitting on the mat with a flagon in his arms in a daze.

Qin Xun didn't drink much tonight, so he took Min Yang's jug away, picked him up and walked into the house. After the formation was adjusted, it was still quite cold outside.

Of course, Qin Xun, who was sober, was still a little cautious.

At first, it was just a simple drink, but later on, the wine became cowardly and gave birth to some evil thoughts.

So what, a moment of spring night is worth a thousand gold.