I want to send you red roses

Duan Tingxi lay on his side on the bed and looked at the person in his arms for a while, then laughed, got up in turn, and carried her to take a bath.

The shading balcony on the other side of the room draws hot spring water upside down, steaming hot in the air. The water is pink, and a bath bar is thrown, and a basket of petals is specially poured out, which is very girlish.

After roughly cleaning up, Duan Tingxi soaked in the hot spring with the person in his arms.

"Can you stop smiling?" Yu Tang closed his eyelids and rubbed against her arms.

Duan Tingxi suddenly smiled happily.

Yu Tang: "..."

"Honey, you wanted to come here yourself. I really didn't mean it." Duan Tingxi picked up Yu Tang's chin, wiped her soft eyebrows with his fingertips, and wiped away the stains on them. Shuizhu, "Did you hear the sound of the fireworks just now? I originally set them off for you tonight, so you didn't even look at them."

Yu Tang opened his eyes immediately: "Can I look back..."

Duan Tingxi supported her head and laughed a few times: "You are so good, ask me to read this kind of thing." She tilted her head and kissed Yu Tang's ear, "Why don't you ask me for something else again? really."

Yu Tang pushed her away with drooping head, thought for a while, then hugged her back and plunged into her arms: "No more, I'm sleepy."

Duan Tingxi pushed her eyelids away maliciously: "I work so hard, can I not be sleepy?"

Yu Tang: "..."

It's not that she wants to work hard, it's that she was hooked very hard.

And the meaning of these words, no matter how it sounds, it sounds like... You sell your strength, and I don't work hard.

She looked straight at Duan Tingxi through the gaps in her eyelids: "Then why am I sleepy, why aren't you sleepy?"

"Of course I'm not sleepy because I'm young." Duan Tingqi lifted her chin with a beaming smile, and put flower petals on her face: "And you don't know how many injuries you have suffered, you have an old man's physique."

Yu Tang glanced at her immediately, his posture might be in place, but his imposing manner was too weak to keep up: "...I still know how old I am."

Duan Tingxi finally buried her face into her neck with a smile on her face, and lingered around Yu Tang's waist with her hands as if habitual, but if there seemed to be no place, she pointed to a few places: "Do you know that these places are all What kind of hole is it?"

Yu Tang: "...Are you serious?"

"Although I don't study very seriously——" Duan Tingxi gave a demonstration, "but the craftsmanship is still professional."

...really sour.

Yu Tang closed his eyes: "...Does your family still accept apprentices?"

Duan Tingxi shook her with a smile as he hugged her: "My mother has already reached the legal marriage age after reincarnation."

Yu Tang completely closed his eyes and buried himself in her arms, gave up the topic, and accepted the reality calmly: "I knew I would choose to watch the fireworks."

how so cute.

Duan Tingxi surrounded her and leaned against the wall of the pool: "You didn't read it, but someone else did, so it's not wasted."

Yu Tang: "Is it the one with 18 yuan?"

"Look at what you said, am I the kind of prodigal?" Duan Tingxi touched her face with his fingers on the water surface: "Eighteen thousand for one, ten for each."

"Well, ten times eighteen thousand." Yu Tang closed his eyes and rubbed lightly on her shoulder, "I want to see the sunrise tomorrow."

Duan Tingqi lowered his head and rubbed her: "Will you still fight after that?"

Yu Tang obediently put her hands behind her back without saying a word.

"Good job, go to sleep." Duan Tingxi chuckled, and then looked at the snowflakes falling behind him, "No, what do you think if there is no sunrise tomorrow?"

Yu Tang: "Yes."

With such a firm tone, Duan Tingxi looked at her immediately: "Have you fallen in love with stargazing recently?"

"No, I checked the weather forecast."

"..." Duan Tingxi remained silent for a long time, and finally reached out to cover her eyes.

Yu Tang didn't need her to cover him, and he fell asleep completely.

Sure enough, the snowflakes only drifted for a while, and in the middle of the night, the large clouds in the sky dispersed, and the moonlight dripped down like mercury, sprinkled over the creek and reeds.

Song Duan sat motionless on the roof the whole time, silently looking at the boundless night.

Meng Xianshu didn't go back to the house either, she just lay down on the wicker chair next to the small hot spring for the whole night, the warmth was warm and moist but not cold.

In fact, she could vaguely hear the movement next door at that time, but she didn't feel how noisy it was, and her heart was peaceful for no reason.

It really is worth coming here again.

Only ten years ago, this area was still a wetland beach with only water bird protection stations, but now there are reed marshes, emerald lakes, endless lotus ponds, and resort hot spring villages.

Everything is brand new.

When it was dawn, Meng Xianshu went downstairs directly in his pocket to watch the sunrise by the lake.On the way, I bought a kind of pancake and ate it while walking.

The sun is pale gold, shining on the flowing turquoise river.

This river has only been diverted in recent years. Its arrival indirectly brought several different scenery, but it took away a kind of white water bird.This kind of waterfowl has a thin and long neck, more graceful than a swan. When expressing intimacy, they will peck each other's feathers and entangle their necks. It is the bird with the highest proportion of homosexual behavior in nature.

Just as Meng Xianshu took out a layer of crispy pancakes, she turned her head and saw Yu Tang and Duan Tingqi walking hand in hand.

The two of them were not surprised, Duan Tingxi blinked at her, and Yu Tang handed over an unopened bottle of warm soy milk and said hello.

Also weird.

Meng Xianshu was not very polite, after receiving the soy milk, she walked around slowly and naturally.

The lake is wide, the reeds are not low, the stepped path is winding and winding, and there are many people walking around.

Yu Tang looked away from her face, didn't talk much about Song Duan, just chatted a few words casually, and then separated for a walk.

Walking downstream along the river for a while, there are fewer people, and the water surface becomes clearer. It is no longer emerald green, probably because there are no aquatic plants and charophytes.

Just as Duan Tingqi put his pockets in his pocket and was looking at what he wanted to say not far away, he suddenly sneezed a few times.

Yu Tang glanced at her immediately, and he couldn't help but start his hands. He turned the clothes of the two of them upside down, wrapped her in a well-proportioned down jacket, and put on a coat himself.

Xiao Duan always just curled his lips and didn't mutter anything, he was more cute than expected.

Yu Tang looked at it in surprise, and after zipping her up, he fiddled with the little fur balls hanging on both sides of the scarf a few times.

Somewhat cute.

Duan Tingxi also looked at Yu Tang: "Why are you wearing loose clothes, I made you thin?"

Yu Tang: "You are fat."

"..." Duan Tingxi tugged at her collar immediately.

Yu Tang laughed, picked up her hand and put it in his pocket, looking at a piece of bamboo that spread from the artificial plantation not far away: "I lost a little weight, but I didn't eat delicious food because I was in the hospital recently. , it’s not you who kept you skinny.”

After she finished speaking, she suddenly led Duan Tingqi to a few bamboo plants, and after roughly picking them out, a silver light flashed in her hand, cutting off the thinnest one.

"Go, let's take you to have fun."

Just as Yu Tang lowered his head and finished speaking, the thin bamboo pole that had been trimmed off the side branches in his hand was split into two, and the top part, like a javelin, swished through the air in an arc, splashed on the surface of the water and floated up.

Before Duan Tingqi could finish blinking, he felt his waist being gently stretched, and his whole body swept across the flat ground like a swallow, and stepped on the bamboo pole in an instant. After a while, he began to slowly follow the flowing river drifting.

"Baby, how can you do this?" Duan Tingxi looked down at the water under his feet, almost feeling that the two of them were like a flat boat, rising and falling with the waves in the center of the wide and clear river.

I really didn't know before that this person's lightness kung fu with his feet is not inferior to his hand kung fu.

Yu Tang looked at her expression, and chuckled lightly: "Hold my waist tighter, I'll fall down in a while."

Duan Tingxi stretched out his hand obediently.

"I learned this from my seventh uncle. It's similar to a unique folk skill in northern Guizhou, called Duzhu floating." Yu Tang played with the other bamboo pole in his hand, and twirled it lightly, "But my seventh uncle uses it. A wicker can also float, I am not as good as him."

As she spoke, she paddled casually on the water surface with the bamboo pole in her hand, but she used the strength of her wrist to touch it and go away.

Immediately, the two of them spun around again, and they turned around again, fluctuating ups and downs on the river surface.

Duan Tingxi was not used to it yet, so he was kissed once, twice, three or four times by the person in his arms.

She immediately smiled and hooked Yu Tang's collar: "I didn't see it before, you are still a badass."

Yu Tang pursed his lips and laughed, the bamboo tip in his hand touched the water surface lightly, and the two of them swung down leisurely.She gently held Duan Tingxi's waist, then lowered her head and looked into the water intently.

A few seconds later, the bamboo pole in Yu Tang's hand suddenly moved, and a blue-black fish came out from the river.

Duan Tingxi blinked again, it was rare to see a little dazzled.

Yu Tang hooked up a few aquatic plants, made them up briefly, hung the fish on it, and handed it to Duan Tingxi: "Grilled fish tonight."

Duan Tingqi took it obediently and carried it in his hand: "...Baby, one may not be enough, and the old man and Aunt Lin don't like grilled fish, but fish soup."

Yu Tang didn't speak, just looked down at the water casually, after floating for a while, he made another move, forked a silver-white fish out, and said, "The one you're carrying is called Yeyashan green carp, it's good to roast. Eat, use this crucian carp to make fish soup."

She went around in twos and twos again, and put the second fish on the straw rope.

"There are not too many sea bass. Song Duan likes to eat steamed ones."

After floating for a while, the water surface splashed lightly, the third one.

This person seems to have become a specialist in spearfishing. After hanging the bass, he said softly: "Meng Xianshu..."

"Forget about Meng Xianshu for now." After turning the bamboo pole a few times in Yu Tang's hands, she put it away.

Duan Tingxi didn't ask her why, but looked at the Yeyashan green carp in his hand: "Yu Tang, have you eaten this kind of fish before?"

"I have eaten it. My seventh uncle took me to roast it in the back mountain of a small temple. I also roasted wild pheasant. Now it is gone."

Duan Tingqi looked past her, and looked at several residential houses not far behind him: "Then do you want to go and see it today?"

Yu Tang's seventh uncle's family is just downstream of this reed marsh.

She came here when she was a child, Jiang Li came here, Dong Mingxiao came here.

Later, Song Duan also brought Meng Xianshu here.

But today, Yu Tang lowered his eyes and said softly, "Don't bother me for the time being, I've already counted."

Duan Tingxi touched her cheek with the hand that wasn't carrying the fish.

Yu Tang tilted his head and pecked her, and lifted her waist to get out of the river.

"So how do you get back now, baby?"

Duan Tingxi looked at the direction in which he was drifting down the current, and reckoned that he had drifted so far in such a short period of time, that he couldn't go back against it.

"If I want to paddle back, I have to at least make a raft on the spot." Yu Tang scratched Duan Tingxi's chin, "Pay me the money to rent a motorboat, Mr. Duan."

Duan Tingqi: "...I really spend money."

Yu Tang smiled and took the fish on a skewer in her hand: "Entertainment activities outside the home are very expensive, and the cheap ones can only be surfed at home."

Duan Tingxi was led away by her: "Then I will keep you at home every day from now on."

Yu Tang: "You are so thrifty and virtuous."

Duan Tingxi: "..."

The reputation of "thrifty and virtuous" was inexplicably killed.

The grilled fish this day was really fluffy and soft, with a lingering fragrance on the teeth and cheeks, Yu Tang ate a small half of the three-jin fish, and the rest went into Mr. Duan's mouth.

The fresh fish soup is also milky white, which Mr. Duan and Aunt Lin like very much.

As for Song Duan's steamed fish, Yu Tang didn't give it away. This person is like a shadow, and he doesn't have an honest place to stay. He likes to hang from the tops of trees everywhere, and disappears anytime and anywhere.

Meng Xianshu didn't stay too long, she packed her things and checked out of the room as soon as the New Year's Day holiday was over.

As soon as she left, Song Duan appeared at the door and booked this room.

"Hey, wait a minute. During the cold weather and the holidays, our room is relatively tight." The young man is the boss's son, and said sweetly: "It won't be long, I will tidy up for you and change the bed sheet. The quilt or something, immediately..."

"No need to clean up." Song Duan spread his palm, took the key that had just changed hands, and opened the door by himself, "There is no need to change it, you can go to work."

As she said that, she closed the door. The young man scratched his head, and went downstairs without hesitation.

The moonlight was very good, flowing in from the window sill and flowing all over the floor.

Meng Xianshu is a person with normal habits, used things may not always be put back to their original places, for example, the paper box is on the flower stand, the vase at the corner of the table is on the bedside table, and the porcelain utensils for drinking tea are placed on the balcony.Ling but not too messy, full of breath of life.

It’s just that Song Duan just came in half a minute, the people who left went back and forth, followed by the young man who just went downstairs, and said loudly as he walked: "Forgot something? It’s good that you remembered it early. If it takes a while , not only may it be difficult to explain clearly, but it will be difficult to go back and get it.”

Meng Xianshu was slightly surprised: "Someone has moved in so soon?"

"Hey, our orders are full during the holiday season, and there are often people queuing up, which is normal." The boy ran upstairs and knocked on the door a few times.

When Meng Xianshu approached, the little guy said oh, and tilted his head and said: "This guest may have already started taking a bath, so it's not convenient for you to go in again. He said it's because you forgot something, so I'll pass it out to you."

"On the rattan chair on the balcony, there is a file bag." Meng Xianshu didn't look inside too much.

Song Duan, who was leaning on the door panel, raised his eyes quietly, walked to the balcony, picked up the file bag, turned around and handed it out through the crack of the door.

She didn't turn on the light, and the moonlight flowing in the room was not enough to peep through the gap.

After Meng Xianshu took it, she said, "Thank you."

After turning around and walking a few steps, she looked back again, packed her things and walked away again.

"You say you, the person who never forgets things, this time it's strange to forget..." Not far away, Ji Tingyu's scolding voice could almost be heard waiting in the car not far away.

Song Duan stared quietly at the quilt that was roughly flat and not folded for a while, then opened half of it, took off his shoes and lay down on it, closing his eyes.

Meng Xianshu likes to sleep on the right side, she lay on the left side and slept on the right side.

It's just that he didn't stay for a long time. After a few hours of half-asleep and half-awake, Song Duan rolled down from the window sill and left here.

Yu Tang, who was leaning on the balcony, tilted his head slightly, and glanced thoughtfully into the night...then he was dragged into the house by the waist.

Duan Tingxi, who had been well washed, deliberately glanced at her face: "Yu Tang, why do you look like you want to open?"

"..." Yu Tang pulled a pillow towel to cover her face, "Ask the question knowingly."

Duan Tingxi rolled his eyes and bent over to hug her: "Then I'll rub it for you... Don't, don't push, baby, rub it well."

But Xuan still had a little trust with Yu Tang, so she didn't dare to pretend to be a wolf with a big tail. She really turned the person on the bed seriously, and massaged and kneaded professionally, her hands were quite a bit effort.

"How is it? Is it okay for me to serve you?" Duan Tingxi asked.

"Well, it's weird." Yu Tang propped his chin on the pillow, "I rubbed the waist after it was damaged. I don't know who I learned from it——I really thank you, thank you."

Duan Tingxi stopped serving immediately, smiled and pushed her into the bed.

After arguing for a while without wasting any more waste, the two hugged each other firmly and closed their eyes.

Seeing that the Chinese New Year is getting closer and closer, the last few days of work have been extremely painful.

Cheng Sheng, who had been sleepy all day, didn't wake up until Meng Xianshu received the award, with an excited expression as if he was the one who won the award.

Although, I also know that she is still far away from winning the award.

Apart from the amateur service of serving tea and water, she is a hot chicken who can't pass a 30-second text message six times.

"Cheng Sheng, look at it." Ji Tingyu seemed to be accustomed to Meng Xianshu's awards, and he didn't listen to the high-sounding speech scripts in front of the microphone on the stage, but randomly taught: "For example, what you wanted to express was ten, but the broadcast It only comes out with six points, right?"

Cheng Sheng: "No." She said seriously: "Only one point will be broadcast."

"...OK." Although Ji Tingyu didn't listen, his peripheral vision kept falling on Meng Xianshu, "Do you know how your Teacher Meng does it?"

Cheng Sheng: "Oh?"

"If you think about it, you can do what you want to express at six points, and then do it at ten points. Isn't that just right." Ji Tingyu said: "The most important thing is that everything in life is like this. Turn around by yourself, learn to manage and moderate, and don’t just stay where you are. You also need to learn—feedback—correct—learn again, instead of just repeating the learning process. This kind of mechanical behavior, the law of [-] hours also applies If you don’t work well, you’ll still be a hot chicken even when you’re old at work.”

She talked to Cheng Sheng for a long time, but Cheng Sheng said, "I'm not envious of Teacher Meng's professionalism and patience. I mainly... envy her bonus."

Ji Tingyu: "..."

Dead wood cannot be carved.

"Don't be envious. You, Mr. Meng, are still paying the mortgage and the car loan. Even if there is a little bonus, if you think about it, it's not yours. You can't be happy."

"Alas." Cheng Sheng was exhausted physically and mentally, and he was so sleepy that he wanted to beat the bad life ten thousand times, and even more thought: "I will live a retired life as soon as I open my eyes."

"It's a good idea, you are destined to work into a very old generation." Ji Tingyu focused his eyes and slowly moved as Meng Xianshu stepped down, and took a sip of water in his hand to replenish, "Unless you work hard to have a baby."

Cheng Sheng: "Hehe, I won't give birth."

Ji Tingyu wasn't very interested in whether she wanted to have a baby, got up and put on Meng Xianshu's coat: "Let's go."

"Okay, melancholy, melancholy, ah!" Cheng Sheng yelled out of the car window, then turned his head and asked, "Why can't people feel happy when the Chinese New Year is coming—Mr. Meng, how do you want to celebrate the New Year?" , go home?"

Ji Tingyu glanced at Meng Xianshu from the corner of his eye, and teased: "When you were young, Mr. Meng, for the sake of Bai Yueguang in your heart not to be wronged, you had already fallen out with the family hard and hard, and you haven't gone back for many years."

Meng Xianshu, who hadn't planned to speak at first, just took a look at her: "I still know what my original family is like. At most, it's for the identity of my lover, and it has nothing to do with who it is."

Ji Tingyu looked back at her with deep eyes for a while, packed up his things and sighed.

"Okay, let's all go back. I don't need to punch in to come to Taiwan tomorrow. It's my decision to let it go one day in advance. Those who should grab tickets will grab tickets, and those who should buy some New Year's goods will do more or less. Anyway, the Spring Festival is also a matter. .”

Unexpectedly, Cheng Sheng was not very happy when she finished using public aid for private purposes. Instead, he said hey twice and questioned: "Mr. Ji, why are we disbanding tonight? Shouldn't it be Teacher Meng's invitation to dinner tomorrow?" , you didn't intend to disband tonight because you wanted to save my teacher Meng the money for dinner?!"

Ji Tingyu gave a pause to the hand pushing the car door: "..."

What's the matter with this child, no winks!

Meng Xianshu also glanced at Cheng Sheng in bewilderment.

It happened to be freezing cold outside, and a row of trash cans next to the car were locked. The aunt who had been walking nearby for a long time looked around, threw the trash on the ground, turned and left.

Meng Xianshu turned her head: "I don't want to write a manuscript tomorrow after the holiday. You are doing a garbage classification."

Cheng Sheng looked dumbfounded: "...What are you doing, Mr. Meng... What kind... Can it be broadcast?"

Since the beginning of this high-level concept of the national/movement, which mainstream media dare to speak badly, and the self-media only dare to put the head and tail in their own nests, lest the number is gone, let's have a cup of tea.

Write what!

Meng Xianshu leaned back in her chair comfortably: "Of course not, this is your year-end assessment."

Cheng Sheng: "...Ah!"

"Self-inflicted crimes, you can't live." Ji Tingyu made fun of this damn young professional [-], and got out of the car and left.

"No—Teacher Ji!" Cheng Sheng shouted through the car window in shock, "Can't you beg for me?!"

Ji Tingyu said with tinnitus at a young age: "Understood, you are also happy Chinese New Year, bye."

Cheng Sheng: "..."

The world is ruthless, there is no love in the world, tears flow into a river!

After sitting for a while with heartache, she rubbed her hands and face.

Well, Chinese New Year is Chinese New Year.I hope next year will be really happy and everything will be fine.