This is the most exquisite place in Duxi for night scenes.
It's better to be quiet and orderly today, because there are "real nobles" around, and no one dares to make too many mistakes.
Small hall on the third floor,
quieter,
Xiaolan unbuttoned her coat, crossed her legs, and sat on a separate sofa under this stylish little lamp, with a glass of wine in her hand, her chin propped up, lazily and indifferently, thinking about something.
Now, everything is going smoothly for him, so what can he worry about? Well, except for "Li Heng", if "Li Heng" is added, then Xiaolan will have nothing "smooth" to speak of, and her life is in a mess.
The crazy thoughts come one after another, which makes me extremely painful and makes me feel cold and confused.
What are you thinking about? What can you think about? Only her, thinking about her, thinking about her...
Next to the glass of wine under the lamp, there is a persimmon.
Just picked from Mingning Mountain, fresh and still covered with dew.
This morning, a box of the best quality food has been sent to the palace. I wonder if it will be served to her.
Li Heng loves to eat persimmons, especially the Mopan Persimmon, which is a specialty of Dadu.
It is flat, thick and firm, whether it is square or not, whether it is round or not, there is roundness in the square, and squareness in the circle, which reveals the roundness and maturity of life; when it comes to color, persimmons are orange-yellow and flashing green when they are on the market, healthy and green, probably quite
When you are in high school, if you put the persimmon on the windowsill for a few months, especially in the first month of the next year, the persimmon will turn yellow and red, and will never turn purple. That orange-red color is the best color in life; it is said to be delicious, and when you wait for it,
When the persimmons are thoroughly soaked and ready to be eaten, they are crispy yet soft, soft yet crispy, especially the part called the "tongue" in the soft persimmons, which swims in your mouth and tongue, giving you the pleasure of catching it.
After catching it and biting it, life becomes concrete...
Li Heng said that she likes to eat persimmons because they generally have no seeds. Eating melons to spit out the seeds and eating peaches to leave the stones is always unpleasant. Every time she eats a persimmon, her hands just get sticky and she washes it off. Occasionally she catches someone.
The two cores are a perfect match in shape and color. It's always hard to put them down when you put them in your hands. It would be a pity to throw them away.
Even though she is young, she sometimes speaks in an "old and stern" way, "Speaking of which, the core is the essence of life, and life begins from this point on whether it looks good or bad. If humans do not intervene, do not cut, do not graft, there will be no
Transplantation, the persimmon tree has relied on this small brown oval thing to continue its life for tens of millions of years. It has no similarity in appearance with its tree appearance and its fruit. Persimmons are rich in shape, pleasant in color, and delicious in taste.
It is mellow and won the love of the world, but its name is true. Not everyone has paid attention to this truth..."
Xiaolan couldn't help but take a deep breath, and covered half of her mouth with the palm of her hand that was holding her chin. They had only been separated for a few days. He missed her so much, and Xiaolan was worried about it. Liheng was afraid that she would still be angry with him. After all,
That day of "tug of war", the last time she saw him, she must have been angry... Thinking of this, Xiaolan became irritated, stood up, picked up the wine glass, and drained it in one gulp. Carrying the wine glass, she walked to the table again, picked up
Fill the bottle with another glass,
At this time, hearing some movement behind her, Xiao Lan glanced back and saw Xiao Wu coming in. She grabbed the bottle and shook it, "Would you like a drink?"
Xiao Wu shook his head, walked straight to another small sofa and sat down, took out his mobile phone, bent down and gently swiped the screen to read.
Xiaolan held the wine glass, put one hand into her pants pocket, walked a few steps, stood still, tilted her head slightly and looked at her younger brother - Xiaolan herself found this scene funny. He and Lao Wu were brothers, but they were really
This is the first time I have been in the same room together in such a place. From childhood to adulthood, they have each had their own world, each has his own career, and each has his own fun. Eating at the same table is a pretentious "brother and friend";
In Liena's Golden Temple, there was a pretense of "brothers, friends, and brothers." In reality, he didn't understand him, and he didn't understand him either...
Xiaowu raised his head, seemingly "curious" about what the fourth brother was looking at him, but in fact, he was as calm as ever.
Xiaolan sat back on the sofa and crossed her legs as wildly as before, "Xiaoxiao, have you ever slept with a woman?"
Well, I'll start with this question. It's the first time these two brothers have been together in a place like this, so it's quite fitting.