Xiaoshan Yeyu Susili

As soon as Yang Buhui walked away, he turned his head, his beautiful eyes filled with mist.

"Why don't you talk about it again? If you don't want to, let's not leave."

Yang Buyu walked to her side, touched her head, Yang Buhui shook his head, and wiped his eyes.

"No bro, let's go."

Saying that he didn't turn his head back and walked ahead, Yang Buyu sighed in his heart, turned his head and glanced in a certain direction, then turned his gaze back and walked down the mountain.

In the woods not far from them, a figure stood quietly for a long time, watching their figures until they disappeared before turning around.

Zhang Songxi didn't know how he felt in his heart, but he still remembered that night, when the moonlight was just right, he took a pot of Lihuabai, which was still warm, brought back from the foot of the mountain from his seventh brother, holding a sword in one hand and wine in the other.

The moonlight is like water, and only this kind of moonlight can avoid being ashamed and losing its brilliance in front of such a man.The sword is like frost and snow, and the whole body is silver.Although the posture of the long sword like a light and the aura piercing through the Changhong, it did not damage his gentle and jade-like temperament in the slightest.

It's like the most tranquil lake, the moment the breeze blows, it just becomes more and more beautiful, and the wind and moon are quiet and beautiful.The sword energy seemed to be endowed with life, and it swam around him freely.Bringing up his clothes and fluttering around, people instantly have an illusion: as if he is dancing a sword like this, he wants to ride the wind and go home.The feet are not stained with dust, and they are as light as clouds.Yang Buhui stood quietly behind the stone, watching from afar, only to think that some cloud accidentally drifted down into the mortal world.

"Who?"

A stone hit her directly in front of her face, and she could only close her eyes tightly to dodge.

The expected pain did not subside, and she heard the sound of the stone being shot down in her ears. She hurriedly opened her eyes, and her pupils shrank when her eyes met, and her heart beat violently.

Zongzhi is a handsome and handsome young man, with his head up and his eyes looking at the blue sky, as bright as a jade tree before the wind...

"No regrets, why are you?"

The person in front of her had a faint smell of wine, which made her feel like she was drunk too.With her eyes closed, she stood on tiptoe and kissed his lips.

"Fourth Uncle, I like you."

I like you...

I like you...

Slowly caressing his heart, as if the warmth from that night is still there.

He remembered that after the shock that night, he rejected her righteously. The little girl's eyes turned red instantly, and she could only freeze in place and watch her run away.

Her frowns and smiles often appear in my mind.

No matter how difficult it is to erase this little girl from his heart...

"Stop drinking."

Yang Buyu raised his hand to stop her from pouring wine into her mouth. Originally, he just wanted to say that his sister was unhappy and thought about what his father said about wine, "Celebrate when you are happy, and comfort you when you are sad." But I didn't expect this girl to drink like water.All poured!

"Stop drinking! You've drunk so much, look at these wine bottles at our feet."

He directly stretched out his hand to remove the wine bottle, but Yang Buhui dodged it, glared at him viciously with his reddish face upturned, and held the wine bottle in his arms like a calf

"do not bother me."

"I don't bother you, but you can't drink anymore!"

Yang Buhui only felt that now Yang Buyu was like a fly scratching people, shouting gave her a headache

"Why do you have to pester me like a mangy dog!"

"I'm your brother, and if I'm a mangy dog, then aren't you the dangling bone in front of my eyes~"

Yang Buyu shook his head and teased her.

"you!"

Yang Buhui listened, and directly put the wine on his hand into his mouth, and later he felt sorry for the wine, so he only gave him a sip and hugged him to drink.

He leaned on him and fell asleep without taking two sips.

Yang Buyu wiped the wine stains from his lips, softened his shoulders and stroked her temple hair, so that she could sleep better.

But there are always people who make him unhappy

"Help!"

"Where is the little lady running!"

A girl figure ran past him not far away, panicked, followed by a group of people, and the battle was quite big.

When they passed by, Yang Buyu only raised his hand to block the splashing sand and stones. He didn't want to bother, but the girl was no match for the group of people's footsteps, and was thrown to the ground. Those people said they were going to tear her clothes, but Yang Buyu Yu frowned, took out a peanut and flicked it over.

"Hey."

The leader was beaten straight, and several people looked around and saw him coming

"Is that you over there?"

"Yes, so what? No, so what? What can you do to me?"

"What can you do, just ask the knife in our hand."

A few strong men ran towards him, brandishing big knives, Yang Buyu dodged and dodged to the left, because he couldn't use his hands and feet with his arms around Yang Buhui, he accidentally got cut on his left arm.

Yang Buyu frowned, feeling so irritable that he simply beat them back with a few palms.

Seeing them leaving, the girl came over and knelt down in front of him.

Yang Buyu didn't respond, he just half hugged Yang Buhui and sat back under the tree.

After waiting for a moment, the woman was still kneeling not far away.

"Okay, get up, don't kneel down."

Hearing this, the girl's eyes seemed to light up, she quickly trotted over, squatted down, looked at his bleeding wound, and said cautiously

"Young master, your wound is bleeding, why don't you bandage it."

As she spoke, she took out a handkerchief and handed it over. Yang Buyu only glanced at it lightly, and the latter shrank his head and lowered his head.

"Then, trouble."

Yang Buyu nodded, and the girl took the handkerchief and gently wrapped it up for him.

"Well... brother."

Yang Buhui still woke up, and after sitting up covering his head, he saw his injured arm and looked worriedly.

"How did you get hurt?"

"It's okay, I just met some rascals who wanted to bully her."

As he spoke, he motioned her to look at it, only then did Yang Buhui see the girl beside him, and took the initiative to bandage his wound.

"Thank you girl."

"No, it's Xiao Zhao who should thank the young master for saving him."

Xiao Zhao knelt down and kowtowed three times to them.Yang Buhui was kind-hearted, he couldn't see this, so he hurriedly helped her up.

"Okay, don't do this, what are your plans for the future?"

"My parents are gone. If it weren't for the young master, I'm afraid I would be bullied too. The sky is big and the earth is big, and I don't know where I can stay... I beg the young lady to take Xiao Zhao in and give me a bite to eat." .”

"Is that so..."

Yang Buhui looked at the longing in her eyes, couldn't bear to look back at her brother, saw Yang Buyu nodding, she happily pulled Xiao Zhao

"Otherwise, why don't you come with us and be a maid for my mother?"

"Thank you miss, thank you son."