Little Mr. is one hundred years old

When Gu Yuehua looked towards the door, he only saw the corner of Qing Huan's clothes. He frowned, and pushed Qian Dai away, but Qian Dai still grabbed his clothes——

"Gu Sang is so ruthless..." Qiandai's slender fingers brushed Gu Yuehua's lips, with a hint of temptation and provocation.

Gu Yuehua shook her hand and pushed her away: "Qiandai, stop here, I hope there will be no next time."

"I thought that Gu Sang's visit to the capital this time was more or less related to me." Chiyo chuckled lightly: "It seems that I am being self-indulgent."

"Qiandai, we are friends." Gu Yuehua said indifferently and distantly.

"Is it because of that little guy?" Chiyo pointed to the door, and licked her lips with her pink tongue: "It looks like a very delicious little guy..."

Gu Yuehua's expression froze: "Qiandai, you can't move him, I hope you remember." After speaking, Gu Yuehua turned and walked out the door.

Chiyo looked at the half-open door, her expression became gloomy and cold, her fingernails sank into her palm, and she muttered to herself, "Can't I move...then I want to try it even more...hehe ..."

On the tatami, a fluffy red tail dragged to the ground, and then quickly retracted.

Besides, Qing Huan knew that she had bumped into something she shouldn't have bumped into, so of course she immediately left the place of right and wrong.

As he walked, he thought about the scene just now—could it be that Gu Yuehua and that Qiandai knew each other in the first place?Although Gu Yuehua's expression does have romantic characteristics, he is not the kind of person who just meets people for the first time... However, Gu Yuehua also said that he has stayed in Tokyo for a few years, so how can he know a person? It's not impossible for the proprietress of the hotel in Kyoto... As for their relationship... Could it be lovers?

Qing Huan walked to the courtyard, sat down on the corridor, and looked at the snow in the courtyard—it was three to five centimeters thick. I read the weather forecast and it will snow tonight. I don’t know what will happen tomorrow... …

Suddenly his shoulder was patted from behind, Qing Huan turned around and saw Gu Yuehua, blinked: "Why did you come out..."

"Why didn't you come in just now?" Gu Yuehua interrupted him.

"Ah...you saw..."

Gu Yuehua rubbed his hair: "I wanted to stop you, but you ran too fast..."

Qing Huan laughed dryly: "I just don't want to disturb you..."

"You misunderstood," Gu Yuehua explained: "Qianqiu and I have known each other before, we are friends, pure friends."

"Then you..." Qing Huan recalled the scene just now: "You two have such a good relationship..."

Gu Yuehua pressed his head, sat down beside him, and looked at the snow in the courtyard: "Tomorrow we will go out to enjoy the snow."

"What about today?"

"Go to the hot spring."

Sure enough, they went to the hot springs—only the two of them.

Qing Huan watched helplessly as Gu Yuehua took off the bathrobe on her body, then stepped out of the hot spring with her naked body and two long legs——

Gu Yuehua leaned on the edge of the wall and looked at Qing Huan with her chin propped up: "Come down quickly."

"Go into the water without wearing anything..." Qing Huan still has a conservative side in her bones.

"What are you going to wear when you're about to go into the water?" Gu Yuehua said, "It's just the two of us here, and I'm also a man. Are you afraid of being looked down upon?"

Qing Huan glared at him, lifted her hem and put her feet into the hot spring soup first, tested the temperature, then stepped in with two legs first, and slowly took off her clothes as her body went down——Gu Yuehua just leaned there and looked at Qinghuan with a smile: "Whether it is the face or the figure, I can give you full marks..."

Qing Huan raised her eyebrows, and calmly put the bathrobe she took off on the bench: "I thought you liked female fairies more."

Gu Yuehua also imitated Qing Huan's appearance and raised her eyebrows: "Don't you know that in the demon world, men and women are not taboo?"

"But, I don't like it." Qing Huan said bluntly.

Gu Yuehua didn't take it seriously, and stretched out one hand to catch Qing Huan, but Qing Huan hid her - two people, oh no, they were a human and a demon, one was nearly a hundred years old, and the other was over a thousand years old. The hot spring soup became noisy, one chased the other and hid, and the bath that was supposed to be enjoyed became very lively...

At this time, the sound of wooden clogs came from far and near, and Qing Huan and Gu Yuehua, who were fighting, stopped. Qing Huan immediately sank into the water, leaving only his head on the water, while Gu Yuehua leisurely Leaning, blinking at Qing Huan.

It was Chiyo who came over, and she was carrying a black lacquered chrysanthemum tray, on which were two delicate wagashi, and sake in a pink cherry blossom porcelain bottle.

Qiandai smiled very softly, and after she nodded to Qing Huan, she said a few words to Gu Yuehua, Gu Yuehua translated to Qing Huan: "This is the wagashi made by Qiandai himself, as well as the sake and plum wine brewed by himself , let us taste it."

"Thank you." Qing Huan hurriedly thanked Chiyo.

Of course Chiyo could understand this simple Chinese sentence, so he replied: "You're welcome." Although the meaning was blunt, the expression was correct.

Chiyo left another sentence before politely bowing to them, turned and left.

Qing Huan turned to Gu Yuehua and said, "Your attitude is so cold."

"Is there?" Gu Yuehua was noncommittal, and poured a glass of plum wine for Qing Huan: "The wine made by Qiandai is delicious, and many guests who come to stay here will buy wine to go back."

Qing Huan sniffed it, and there was indeed an aroma of plums - "It's so fragrant." Even a person like him who doesn't drink much can't help but taste it.

Gu Yuehua didn't pour out the wine, but directly picked up the wide-mouth porcelain bottle and drank slowly.

"Aren't you afraid of getting drunk?" Qing Huan picked up a straw cake and put it into her mouth, chewing slowly - this Japanese dessert also has a special taste, not to mention, it goes very well with this plum wine.

"The degree of sake is not high in the first place, besides, my drinking capacity is still acceptable."

Qing Huan let him hear what he said, and she concentrated on the food in front of her. The dessert was paired with plum wine, and most of the plum wine was gone.

After eating almost, Qing Huan realized that Gu Yuehua and Guozi hadn't moved, turned to look at him, he had fallen asleep leaning against the wall of the soup pool, and the empty sake bottle was floating on the hot spring.

"He said he wouldn't get drunk..." Qing Huan wanted to laugh at him, but she also felt dizzy. The alcohol kicked in, and her mind became more and more confused until finally she lost consciousness... …

And when they were both drunk, the figure in kimono slowly came out from the corner...

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Qing Huan woke up from the cold.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a blinding white of snow, and his body was also covered by snow... Qing Huan hurriedly brushed aside the snow on his body, stood up slowly, turned around, and saw In addition to snow or snow, it stretches as far as the eye can see...Why am I here?Qing Huan clearly remembered that she had eaten in the hot spring with Gu Yuehua before, why did she appear here after waking up...

"Is anyone there? Is anyone there? Is anyone here?" Qing Huan shouted loudly, but because of the open space, the thin voice was completely blown away by the cold wind.

Qing Huan tightened the bathrobe on her body, and walked forward with bare feet stepping on the snow—he had no doubt that he would be frozen to death...and then revived again. If no one found him, he would definitely be frozen to death again ...It goes on and on like this...Qing Huan once read a book that said that some people who freeze to death will undress before they die, and there will be a "smiling face" - I don't want to be so miserable...

But...it's really cold...the kind of cold that makes my whole body freeze and I don't want to move...

Where is the end, why can't I see houses, not even living things?

Qing Huan reluctantly left for an hour, and then he found—he was facing a more miserable situation—that his eyes were gradually blurred, there was a foreign body sensation in his eyes, and there were bursts of stinging pain...

It's snow blindness.

The eyes were barely opened at the beginning, but then they couldn't be opened at all. The surroundings were snow and snow, and the eyes could no longer bear it.

Alright... Qing Huan sighed: I can't see it at all.

Not only the eyes, but the whole body is now protesting, facing collapse at any time - but, I can't give up, I must find someone to save me... definitely...

Even though she couldn't see her, Qing Huan still walked forward firmly, shouting occasionally, hoping that someone would discover her existence.

He moved forward completely by his own feeling, step by step, step by step, so he didn't even see the avalanche in front of him - getting closer, getting closer, until he stepped on the ground...