[Cat and Mouse] Jianhe

The moonlight flows like a green yarn, and the white snow stretches like thousands of miles of plain silk.This star, this moon, this wind, this snow, overlooking the snow falling on the hills one after another, smelling the faint and elegant fragrance of plum blossoms.

The tentacles were slightly cool, and the thin fingers deep in the palm were really restless, twisting and twisting several times to break free.Zhan Zhao clasped his five fingers tighter and tighter, counting the fingertips in his palm one by one.With a slight sideways glance, he met Bai Yutang's angry eyes, which were as clear and pure as flying snow.Zhan Zhao held the little guy's hand and smiled heartily, "What, you still want to run around?"

Bai Yutang grinded his fine white teeth, and said angrily, "I'm not a three-year-old kid, why are you holding him so tightly?"

A six-year-old is two three-year-olds, even harder to tame than two three-year-olds.Zhan Zhao continued to clasp the little guy's hand with peace of mind, and pointed to his delicate and exquisite nose with the other hand, and said, "Little mice have the most ghostly thoughts, and they will run away if they don't hold on to them. It's safer to hold on to it in case of a rainy day."

"Dead cat, who are you calling a mouse?" Bai Yutang straightened his chest, and the soft part of his nose bumped against Zhan Zhao's index finger.Hastily took a half step back, rubbing his nose with his free hand, like a little mink scratching his face with his paw.When he accidentally touched the skin that had been slapped, the tingling pain climbed along the sensitive veins, causing Bai Yutang to hiss softly.

"Don't touch," Zhan Zhao hurriedly stopped the little guy's men from moving, and led him to find an open space that was not covered by the shade of trees.This time, Bai Yutang was well-behaved, he was unprepared but curious, and let Zhan Zhao lead him away.

The bright starry river is far away from the silver man.A few ancient plums are fragrant, and the fragrance is long and light.

Zhan Zhao pulled Bai Yutang closer, and took out the porcelain bottle that Feng Suqi threw over.Seeing the little guy blinking his eyes shining like obsidian, Zhan Zhao pulled out the stopper and put the bottle mouth in front of his eyes, "Master Feng gave it to you, and I'll put it on for you later, it won't hurt anymore."

Bai Yutang tilted his head and thought for a moment, then suddenly realized: "That tigress, crazy woman, and bad woman?"

Zhan Zhao was speechless for a moment, whether this was right or wrong, and on the first day he came to Tianluan, he gave Master Feng three nicknames, which was a feat unprecedented in history.With one hand, he carefully supported the little guy's delicate chin, and with the other hand, he dipped some ointment from the bottle and approached the wound. "Master Feng just looks a little colder, but he is actually quite kind."

Bai Yutang stubbornly turned his face away to avoid the ointment in Zhang Zhao's hand, snorted and said, "Grandpa doesn't want bad women's stuff!"

The outstretched hand was empty, and Zhan Zhao tapped the outer wall of the porcelain vase with his knuckles, with a secretive expression on his face, "Who owns this bottle now?"

"Little cat's hand," Bai Yutang opened the corner of his mouth slightly, and the wanton flow of gorgeous expression rendered the jade-like face into a poetic and picturesque one.It was crystal clear, but full of vitality that could infect anyone.Knowing that he had taken advantage, the little guy was so complacent that a smile appeared in the depths of his eyes.

Hearing the name "little cat" again, Zhan Zhao's face was calm and secretive, "Who does something belong to, and how can I tell?"

For a six-year-old child, this is indeed a deep and obscure problem.Thanks to the ice and snow intelligence of the little guy, he rolled his eyes and said with an old-fashioned look: "Whoever owns it, it belongs to him."

"Whoever owns it belongs to him. This medicine is in my hands." Zhan Zhao didn't give Bai Yutang a chance to continue thinking, and his subordinates put a little force on him to straighten his face.Bai Yutang is obviously still struggling with the previous problem, his watery peach eyes are a little distracted, and the fluttering sense of bewilderment and bewilderment sitting on that stubborn and stubborn little face makes it hard to put it down.

The ointment was cool, and Zhan Zhao's fingertips fell on Bai Yutang's injured cheek.Gently knead and rub it on, and the light and cool fragrance like white plum will permeate.

Bai Yutang's dark eyes fixed on Zhan Zhao's face, and he smiled joyfully, "In the hands of the cat, it belongs to the cat. So if you paint it on, it belongs to the cat." The two characters are deduced like the pure white snow falling on the plum branches.

After applying the ointment, Zhan Zhao took advantage of the opportunity to scrape Bai Yutang's little nose.Watching the little guy wrinkle his nose contentedly, Zhan Zhao put the plug back on, and then said with a smile, "That's right, I learned pretty quickly."

Unexpectedly, the little guy suddenly grabbed Zhan Zhao's hand and did not let go, his eyeballs rolled up, and he said with a smile: "Then... the cat is in the hands of Grandpa, does it count as Grandpa's?" Zhao's fingertips were gripped very tightly, wishing to grab a hole that belonged to him alone.

Zhan Zhao calmly shot the spirit snake into the sea, and then used his backhand to grab it. Unknowingly, he caught Bai Yutang's hand instead, "How can people be generalized with things? Besides, they can be regarded as how?"

Bai Yutang stretched his fingers and held Zhan Zhao even tighter, and said happily, "So, if you want to play with you, you will be recruited, and if you are noisy, you will be driven away. If someone has trouble with the cat, grandpa will support the cat. "

Who is supporting whom? Zhan Zhao couldn't help laughing, this little head was full of weird ideas all day long.Walking in the vast snowy field like you and me, after a while, you have already passed through the forest and came to the vicinity of the hut where you live.Zhan Zhao led the little guy around the first few rooms, pointed to the one at the back and said, "Remember, Yutang will live here from now on."

Bai Yutang shook his hands and wanted to jump forward, but Zhan Zhao's hand was not so easy to break free.

Using just the right amount of force, neither hurting him nor letting him run away, Zhan Zhao pulled him back to his side.Take a look at the traces of the ointment on the face, the ointment of the woman's love face is quite effective, and most of the palm prints have faded away. "There are so many disciples in Tianluan that it is inevitable that good and bad will be mixed up. If anything happens in the future, you can come to me. Of course, it's okay if you miss me."

"Tch, who misses you," Bai Yutang quickly raised his hand and poked Zhan Zhao's face to avenge Zhan Zhao for scratching his nose.With one hit, he smiled and said: "Remember, if the cat is bullied, it will come to grandpa." Whether it is verbally or in hand, it must be preoccupied, and it will not let it go.

Zhan Zhao knocked on the door, and immediately there was a loud and clear voice from inside, like the sound of a gong, "Come—" The door opened with a squeak, and the person with thick eyebrows, square eyes and a green cloth turban couldn't help but jump when he saw the scene outside He wanted to pounce on him, "Eldest brother! Why are you here, elder brother!"

Zhan Zhao stepped back halfway, smiled slightly and said, "Zhao Hu, I sent you a little junior, please take good care of it."

"Where is it? Where is it?" Zhao Hu slammed the door to the maximum, and came out without his coat on, "Elder brother, don't worry, who is Zhao Hu, we will definitely not let the younger brother be wronged. Elder brother, you I also know that I admire you so much that I am willing to do what you order, even if it is going up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of ​​fire."

Pu Chi chuckled, Bai Yutang looked at Zhan Zhao with frowned eyebrows.

Tianluan's lineage does not distinguish between ages and only calls each other according to the first entry. Zhao Hu and Zhan Zhao are about the same age, but the entry time is many years later, so they have heard the heroic deeds of the elder brother many times since the entry.Seeing the little guy beside Zhan Zhao who looked like white jade, Zhao Hu couldn't help shouting, "Wow, is this the little junior brother? It's so cute, like white dough!"

Zhan Zhao quickly pushed Zhao Hu back into the room with his palm, and at the same time dragged the angry little guy into the door, and with a hook of his foot, he closed the door.One was still staring at Bai Yutang intently, wondering if if he squeezed his face and then let it go, it would bounce like dough.The other grinned and glared at Zhan Zhao, as if he would let go of his grandfather to teach this idiot a lesson, and if he doesn't let go, he will clean up with you.Zhan Zhao coughed softly, and said to Zhao Hu: "Junior Junior Brother is surnamed Bai, nicknamed Yutang, tomorrow morning class will be the same as yours, and I will go to Mujiao Courtyard."

Patting his chest, Zhao Hu said: "Don't worry senior brother, from now on the junior brother's business will be my Zhao Hu's business. Whoever dares to touch him, please ask my Zhao Hu first."

This posture made Bai Yutang amused, he was a child after all, and the previous strife about the white dough disappeared immediately.The little guy raised his eyebrows and moved his lips and teeth lightly, Qing Lingling called out: "Hello, senior brother."

Zhan Zhao is fully sure that this is the most naked provocation, why is it so easy to call Zhao Hu a senior brother, but calling himself a senior brother is more difficult than ascending to heaven.Senior brother is not benevolent and senior brother cannot be unrighteous, he must repay grievances with virtue and convince others with reason, Zhan Zhao pointed to Zhao Hu and said to Bai Yutang: "Senior brother Zhao Hu, Yutang will follow him closely tomorrow."

"Little brother, I worship Master Duanmu, which master do you follow?" Zhao Hu asked as he hurriedly tidied up the couch full of clothes.

"Bad woman," Bai Yutang said with his arms wrapped around his chest, and when he lifted his chin, he vividly displayed his contemptuous arrogance.

Zhao Hu was still in a daze, Zhan Zhao said with a helpless smile, "It's Master Feng."

"Oh, that Master Feng is so fierce. I heard that he will be fined three to five times. What a pity, how did the younger brother follow Master Feng, such a delicate skin and tender flesh..." Zhao Hu said to himself Whispering, the voice still has a strong childish sound, but it has the rough taste of the desert.

There are only two couches in the room, and a copper basin filled with water is placed on a low cabinet next to the couches.Bai Yutang bounced around in the small space, bumping into the low cabinet mercilessly.He opened his small mouth and made a noise, and grabbed it with both hands randomly, and the copper basin on the low cabinet tipped over onto Zhao Hu's couch.

Thick cotton wool was added to the quilt in winter, and the basin of water instantly drenched the whole quilt, and cold water stains dripped down the corners of the quilt, dripping to the ground.Bai Yutang looked sideways at the messy bed, clapped his hands and pushed aside, looked at Zhao Hu with a narrow smile, "Brother, Yutang didn't do it on purpose."

The little baby looked over with blinking bright eyes, and Zhao Hu was so angry that he couldn't help it. He scratched his ears and said, "It's not a problem, it's not a problem, I'll just go and change the bed. Little brother, you sleep over there, it's still dark before dawn." I can take a nap."

It wasn't intentional, but who told Zhao Hu to first say that this little demon star has delicate skin and tender flesh.The two of them will get along day and night in the future, and there can't be someone to deal with them all the time.Zhan Zhao didn't mean to help Zhao Hu, he just tapped the little guy on the back of the head lightly, and said, "I'm leaving, study hard, don't annoy Master Feng."

Bai Yutang moved his lips and teeth in a murmur, and then waved his hands to say goodbye to Zhan Zhao.

The candles are bright yellow, the green smoke is curling up, and for some reason, the room is filled with a light and cold plum scent, which falls in the depths of the heart stream, floats and smudges away.