Master does not ride a dragon

Sikong Hu poured another glass of wine, "Master, in fact, the taste of this wine is not strong, can you drink a little...Master?"

Holding the empty crimson glass, Lu Ju looked very unpredictable, licked his lips repeatedly, and then asked tentatively, "Is this wine?"

Sikong Hu was very surprised, put down the wine glass, "Didn't you know it was wine after you drank it all?"

Lu Ju said blankly: "I'm thirsty, I drink it as tea, and I don't feel right until after drinking it."

Sikong Hu said: "Just drink it, if it tastes good, drink more, if it doesn't taste good, drink less, come, come, master, eat vegetables."

Lu Ju really put down his wine glass, buried his head in eating, and said halfway through eating, "Eat well, I'll go back and rest."

Sikong Hu had an intuition that something was wrong with Lu Ju, so he kept an eye out and pushed the bowl and chopsticks, "I'll go back to rest too."

Sikong Hu spent a lot of money, and the two rooms given by the restaurant were a small courtyard with a single family.

A few water lilies of Wenjun Fuchen lie in the heart of the pond wave, green bamboos are everywhere, and the thick green bamboo sea soaks the boundless night, only a little ripple appears when it hits the bright yellow light.

Outside the gate of the courtyard is the long river that passes through the city. The sound of sculls on the river is accompanied by the singing of birds and insects.

The scenery along the river catches the eye, there is a young woman in the courtyard hiding a garden of spring rain and apricot blossoms, there is an old man selling wontons waving a white and strong aroma, and...

Sikong Hu was in no mood to look at more scenery.He followed Lu Ju all the way to the door of the room, for fear that Lu Ju would feel uncomfortable after drinking and didn't say anything.

But Lu Ju was quite normal, and raised his eyebrows when he turned around and closed the door, "Go play by yourself." After thinking for a while, he took out Yu Kangnu from his sleeve, "It's really boring, take Sige and Huoling out to play. "

Sikong Hu felt relieved.In his impression, Lu Ju had never drank alcohol, but he often made some red bayberry wine and green plum wine according to Si Ge's recipe, and Lu Ju didn't even touch it.

So just now he thought that Lu Ju couldn't drink alcohol. Thinking about it carefully, how could it be possible?Lu Ju is just doing nothing according to Taoism and keeping himself clean.

Relieved, Sikong Hu squatted by the pond in a daze for a while, feeling bored again after a long night.

Si Ge came out, turned into a deer-like man in white clothes, winked at Sikong Hu, and mouthed: "Let her out."

Sikong Hu didn't know why he released the fire bell, but he was idle anyway.He casually slapped Yukangnu, drawing out a thread of demon energy and true energy intertwined with each other, "Huo Ling, come out."

As soon as the fire bell hit the ground, he hopped his feet, and his long ponytail almost shot up into the sky, "Sikong, you're out of your mind! It's so lively outside, it doesn't matter if Master doesn't play, and you don't play? Hurry up, get money!"

The four singers tried to persuade him, "Huoling, you too, how do you know how to play? Sikong is so sluggish, he moves like abacus beads, what can you say about him? Come on, get money!" .”

Sikong Hu laughed, and boldly squatted down by the pond to pick up a basket of pebbles, turned them all into silver and stuffed them into the sleeves of Sige and Huoling, and the three walked out the door swaggeringly.

Thousands of fiery red leaves of trees floated on the half of the river, and the river wind and human voices on both sides of the river rushed towards us.

Sige stopped in front of a stall selling glutinous rice dumplings, "Huoling, do you want to eat?"

Bamboo tube glutinous rice dumpling, long strip shape, sandwiched honey beans, jujube and red bean paste, skewered with bamboo sticks, sprinkled with powdered sugar and five kernels, it is also loved by people like Lu Ju and Huoling who are not too greasy.

Huo Ling nodded, "Eat!"

Si Ge said deeply: "Then Sikong, you go shopping in front first, we will come after we finish eating."

Sikong Hu wondered: "It's just zongzi, not noodle soup, so you have to eat it here? Can't you eat it while walking?"

Huoling was yelling to the shopkeeper: "Add more powdered sugar! Nonsense, of course you want crushed peanuts! Nonsense, of course you want crushed sesame seeds!"

Si Ge looked at her affectionately for a while, then turned around and said, "What are you talking about? Can the lady cardamom eat while walking? You go first, you go first."

Sikong Hu arched his fist, "Submit."

There are tens of thousands of people with bad brains in the world, but they are bad enough to treat Huo Ling as a lady in the boudoir, what can you say about him?

Sikong Hu walked around by himself, and after a while, he managed to bump into Sige and Huoling.

The two sat on the bank of the river talking like human beings, and even held hands...?

When did they mix together? !

Sikong Hu squatted behind them and studied for a while, then suddenly interrupted: "The reason why you two are working together is to distract me, right?"

Si Ge was taken aback, turned around, and the deer ears were almost popping out, "What nonsense!"

Sikong Hu said "tsk", "Huoling, do you know he's picking on you?"

Si Ge stretched out his hand to pinch his mouth with his face flushed, "Okay, stop talking, shut up, shut up!"

Unexpectedly, Huo Ling replied indifferently while eating glutinous rice dumplings, "I know."

Si Ge stared like a copper bell, and said, "You, you know? How do you know?"

Huoling was too lazy to answer, taking another bite of the zongzi, and handed the last bite to Sige, "There are honey beans, don't you like them? You eat."

Si Ge stared blankly at the last mouthful of zongzi, and at the same time belatedly realized that every time she had teased herself over the years, she had met a mocking anti-molestation at this moment.

Sikong Hu was also shocked. He didn't expect that Huoling looked like a female hooligan, but he was actually a female hooligan. He immediately wanted to kneel down, "Huoling, for so many years, you, you just let him treat you. So, again?"

Huo Ling is very patient, "I was annoyed at the beginning, but later I found it was quite fun. Let's take it step by step, how will you know if you don't try?"

Sikong Hu was dumbfounded, "Try, try what?!"

Huoling had a face of "you're so naive" disgust, and at the same time, his eyes were like tongues of fire, licking Sige's trembling frightened face holding the rice dumpling stick, and smiled, "What do you want to try?"

Shock!Huoling and Sige are progressing at a rapid pace, and now they are holding hands, and soon they will experience the great harmony of life...?

Si Ge was also shocked, "Try, what do you mean to try?"

Huo Ling didn't intend to explain, pointing to her own cheek, "I'll tell you as soon as I kiss you."

Si Getong blushed, with his index finger gently pressing the back of Fire Bell's cold metal hand, leaning over, and planted a burning kiss on the girl's cheek.

Sikong Hu stood up slowly, retreated in small steps, all the way back to the small courtyard of the restaurant, sat on the steps in front of his room, holding his face in shock for a long time.

Shocked, he said to himself, "My mother, Huo Ling!"

"My mother, Huoling actually wants to play four songs!"

"My mother, Huo Ling is so high-profile, proactive and connotative!"

"My mother, is this the fire bell on our mountain that knows how to make troubles besides eating?"

He babbled endlessly, and suddenly heard a faint human voice: "What's wrong with the fire bell?"

Sikong Hu swished his head back, Lu Ju took some time off and stood on the porch holding a folding fan, looking at him with a smile.

Sikong Hu was confused, "Master, aren't you asleep?"

Lu Ju shook his head in a good mood, "Not sleepy. Where did you go just now? What happened to the fire bell?"

Sikong Hu slapped his thigh, "Master, you don't know! This Huoling man is really troublesome!"

After hearing about Huo Ling's deeds, Lu Ju said calmly, "Let's go."

Sikong Hu led Lu Juxiong out of the door arrogantly.

Lu Ju lost the Taiwei sword that never left his body, and walked and stopped holding a black bone fan, passing through the city full of water, light and smoke, looking at everything as if it was fresh.

He was as comfortable and comfortable as a son of a family who went to Beijing to rush for the exam. Sikong Hu looked back after walking a few steps, and couldn't help slowing down.

Seeing him slow down, Lu Ju paused and stopped behind him.There is a thin layer of water vapor in the slightly narrow and upward-pointed eyes, as if they are probing, and they seem to have something to say.

Sikong Hu had never seen Lu Ju like this before, and couldn't help but feel moved, and took a step back tentatively.

As soon as Lu Juwei reacted, he also took a step back.

They were standing in front of a house, Sikong Hu reached out and knocked on the door knocker, making three ding ding ding.

Lu Ju followed suit and knocked on the door knocker three times.

Sikong Hu: ...

The janitor opened the door and stuck his head out, "You two young heroes, who are you looking for?"

Lu Ju turned his head to look at Sikong Hu in doubt, Sikong Hu: ...

Sikong Hu and the old man looked at each other for a while, and finally the corner of their mouths twitched, couldn't help laughing, and explained: "It's all right, I went wrong, I'm sorry!"

The door was closed again, and Sikong Hu hugged his belly with a "poof" and bent down, laughing so much that he almost rolled into the river, "Master, master, why don't you drink alcohol! Your wine is too unique, right?!"

Others drink too much and beat their wives, but Lu Jue drinks too much and learns to talk? !

He laughed for a long time before realizing that Lu Ju hadn't spoken. When he tilted his head, he saw Lu Ju also bowed his waist and looked at him inquiringly.

Sikong Hu started to do arithmetic problems.

Lu Ju was 19 years old when he left Shushan, and Sikong Hu is now.Nineteen plus eighteen equals 37.

Think about it, Lu Ju, a 37-year-old innocent boy, is so innocent that he doesn't know where children come from, is so innocent that he can't drink alcohol, and is so innocent that he clings to others after drinking.

Wow.

Lu Ju was indeed hopeless.

The author has something to say:

Wow……

It is estimated that the meat will be stuck tomorrow.

Although the scale is not very large, the scale is quite small.

But in order to review Miss Sister’s mercy, I’ll save up my character first, and send a few small red envelopes in the comments today (really very small, very small, very small) =o=

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