Chapter 129: 129： Master, are you satisfied with what you see?

In a short moment, Chu Xi Ning’s brain turned over the river, and the wind and rain increased, the thunder and lightning flashed, and the black cloud splashed ink.

Take off, still not off.

This is a terrible question.

It doesn't seem to be appropriate. He already knows that he has worn the wrong clothes. He can't pretend that he hasn't heard the ink burning.

Take off...

How come face? The clothes he wore hard to wear, and he would never be in the face of ink burning, and then take off one by one.

A few sighs are silent.

Ink burning: "However, this piece of clothes I wash is very clean, if the master does not disappoint, just wear it."

Chu nightning: "Well."

The ink burned a sigh of relief. He was a bit blunt, and he said that he had never said that Chu Ningdu had already worn his clothes. He would mention him at this time. Is it forced to persuade the Master to wear himself in front of himself? Untie?

The picture only ignited a spark in my heart, and it burned the ink.

His face is redder. Fortunately, he has been rushing outside in these years. He is no longer as fine as tender meat. The skin of wheat is not easy to see, but he feels that his heartbeat is a bit loud. He To be a guilty conscience, I am afraid that Chu will hear it later. So I was busy looking down to get the clothes of Chu’s late night, and stuffed my head.

When the clothes were sorted out, the two looked at each other, but they fell into another heavy burden.

does not fit.

The ink was immersed in the evening robes of Chu, and it was obviously tight. The placket could not be folded. The mouth was wide open, revealing a tight large piece of honey-colored pectoral muscles. The legs were exposed and half-baked out, and they were stretched out and could not be said. The grievances.

The situation in the late night of Chu was not good. He was wearing a robe of smoldering robe, and his robe was covered. He covered the whole foot and said it, and dragged it to the ground. A piece of white smoke was covered behind him. It looks pretty good and pretty, but it means that he is now much shorter than the ink.

Chu nightning was hurt.

He calmed his face and said, "Go away."

It means "I am leaving."

The ink burned did not understand right. When he invited himself to go together, he nodded and took the initiative to take the tub and change the clothes for the master, and eagerly followed him.

Chu nightning: "..."

The two walked to the entrance of the bath and opened the curtain. The outside was not near the hot springs, and some were cool in autumn. Chu night, I couldn’t help but hit it, and I saw it, and asked him: "Cold?"

"not cold."

When the ink burns now, I don’t know if he is a hard mouth, so he smiles and says: “I’m a little cold.” He said that he raised his hand and volleyed, and the palm of his hand leaped out of the red glow, and the layer of cold enchantment instantly caged the two. In it. The enchantment is very beautiful, the brilliance is flowing, and the top has fine floral marks.

Chu Xiaoning looked up and looked at it. "It’s good, it’s growing."

"Not as good as the Master."

"Almost, the cold enchantment I made is not necessarily better than this." Chu nightning looked at it for a while, looked at the light traces of the light on the light, and said, "The peach blossom is very beautiful."

"It’s a sea otter."

Chu night Ning's heart trembled a little, and broke into the bottom of the scorpion.

Ink burning: "There are five petals in the flower."

"..." Chu smiled and laughed happily, habitually wanting to cover the shaking of his own eyes, so pretending to be calm, even some ridicule, "learn me?"

Unexpectedly, the man’s eyes were pure and straightforward, and he looked at him like that in a frank manner. He nodded. “It’s not good to learn, let the teacher smile.”

Chu nightning is somewhat speechless.

The two walked side by side silently, and walked for a while, Chu nightning did not want to stand next to him, so the pace was a little faster, the ink burned behind, suddenly asked: "Master, my dinner did not have time to come back, you ... is it angry?"

"No."

"Really?"

"Cheat what you do."

"Then why are you walking so fast?"

Of course, it’s impossible to say that "because you are too tall", he was silent for a while, looked at the sky and said: "Because it seems to be raining."

As a result, he was the crow's mouth. It didn't take long after he finished speaking. In the sky that was originally gloomy, the water beads that had been smashed in the air were really dropped, and they were scattered into the wet curtain of the bead curtain.

The ink burned.

His smile is still as good-looking as it was five years ago, and even because of the fact that it is more than a few points, it seems to be particularly dazzling.

Chu night Ning glared at him: "What a smirk?"

"Nothing." The ink-burning dimple is deep and sweet.

The youth is very tall, but the eyelashes are very embarrassing when looking back at him, and there is no slight temper.

He was even a bit shy and said: "It’s only a long time since I didn’t see the Master. I’m very happy when I see you.”

"..."

Chu night Ning glared at him, licking the pear vortex on his cheek, I thought that these two pools of sweetness will always belong to Shi Mingjing, but later found that it is not, as long as they only pay for their lives, they can also be lucky.

Chu night Ning smashed him: "Stupid."

The ink-burning eyelashes hang down, slender and long, and it really laughs like a fool.

Such a forgetful shape, ink burned inadvertently stepped on the clothes that have been carefully avoided, Chu night Ning looked down at the ground, and then looked at him, looks majestic, but did not speak.

The ink burned very straight: "The clothesman is wearing a bigger dress."

"..." It is really which pot does not open which pot.

The ink burned all the way back to the red lotus water. Chu Evening is actually not used to it. He is used to being alone. He rarely has an umbrella with others, whether it is a paper umbrella or an enchantment umbrella.

So when he was halfway through, he stopped and said, "I will come by myself and open an enchantment."

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The ink burned a bit: "Well, why..."

"Where is Master's reason for his disciples to play umbrellas."

"But the Master has done a lot for me." The ink burned for a while, and the voice was low. "In the past five years, I have hoped that I can become better every day, because the Master can do anything, and everything can be done by myself. I just want to know a little more than the teacher, so that the teacher can use it to me, and I can repay the teacher. I have been tempering for so long, I still feel that the mountains are up, maybe the respect of the teacher, for a lifetime. It’s still not clear. So...”

He lowered his head and unconsciously held a fist in his leg.

The rain on the ground gradually gathered into a stream, and the blossoming water blossoms opened and smashed.

"So, in the future, let me do the little things like umbrellas."

Chu night Ning did not speak, looked at him quietly.

"I want to give the division a lifetime umbrella."

"..." Chu Xiaoning felt that his heart was very hot, and it was so warm-hearted. He listened, but suddenly felt that he wanted to tears.

It is obvious that after experiencing so many pains, it will not be easy to show weakness.

He seems to be a traveler who has been away for a long time, and finally found a place to accommodate, a place where you can lie down and rest.

He fell, and the bones seemed to fall apart.

this life.

The smoldering is 22 years old this year. Some people have said that when people are over twenty years old, the time they see is different from that of the past twenty years. Twenty years ago, three years and five years, it seems to be long. lifetime.

But after the age of twenty, I will start to feel that time is running, the deceased will not return, everything is in a hurry.

He said that he would stop in such a hurry and take the umbrella for him.

Chu Yuning had received too little warmth, and the chest was suddenly filled with such kindness, only to feel the pain. He looked at the ink and looked at the man with his head down. He suddenly said: "The ink burns, you look at me."

The man raised his face.

Chu night Ning said: "You say it again."

Ink burned at him, this face is still somewhat unfamiliar to Chu Ningning, and in the memory, and the people who were once ridiculous in the drunken dreams.

He is gentle, calm, resolute, with a warm fire, iron hard, the two eyes greeted straight to the late night, no hesitation, no flicker.

Ming Ming Chu Ning finally looked at him five years ago, he is still a childish boy.

A dazzling man became such a strong and determined man.

The man kneels down in front of him and leans his head and says, "Master, I want to hold you a lifetime umbrella."

Chu night Ning looked at him stunnedly, looking at his dark eyebrows, handsome face, looking at his bright eyes, tall nose.

He has grown into an excellent cypress, and he is equal to him, and then surpassed him. One day, the night of Ning, this rainy and rainy tree suddenly stood still for a long time. Suddenly, I was awakened by a dream. I saw the rain stopped, the clouds were foggy, and there was a taller than the first in Yangyang. The more resolute tree, standing next to him, the wind blows, the golden light is a little bit, Wan Song Song Tao.

The tree said to accompany him for a lifetime.

Until they fell, the diseased wood became dry and the branches were no longer. In the future, he will no longer be alone in every spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Chu night Ning looked at him and suddenly understood that the ink burned was no longer five years ago. He was back from the town of Choi Butterfly, the **** and lesser-looking apprentice.

He stood in the rain, standing under the enchantment of the jellyfish. For the first time, he carefully examined the ink and burned it, and examined the man’s life for him.

Then Chu Xinning’s heartbeat suddenly rose.

Suddenly he realized that the appearance of the ink burned today is such a slap in the face, from the arc of the bow that rises from the nose to the lips, from the sturdy chin to the throat.

If it is said that the burning of ink is only a deep love, it can still hide the cover. Today, I reunited, but I feel that this man has become a fire. It is easy to ignite him with the dry wood, and the fire that covers the sky can be awkward.

He felt that the lava that had been sleeping in his heart was waking up, and he was living in the abyss, ready to violently erupt.

The lava, to be proud of his arrogance, arrogance, abstinence...

They are all burned to ashes.

Burned into residue.

The author has something to say: today's bib has welfare ~~

Thank you for the master of the "Scorpion Er" and the feeding of the fish. The teacher who saw the first time under the flower tree is very gentle. It should be the fairy **** brother in the first impression of the dog. The master who left the umbrella is also very fascinating. You can stare at the picture for five minutes! ! ! The dog’s smile is going to be changed~ really tapping thanks~

Thank you, Mrs. Tochigi’s dog, 0.5, today’s code is just right to recall the eve of the blackening of the dog’s 0.5. It’s already in the gray stage, and then I feel very touched when I see this picture. It’s really good. The feeling of the teenager changing to stepping Xianjun! There are still teenagers in the eyebrows, but there are some dangers and evils when laughing. Ah, ah, Su to burst ~~ Thanks~~

Mr. Chen Crab Crab, painted the dog's weapon "does not return", does not belong to a strange knife, science is a kind of Tang knife, it looks like a sword, long, narrow, not a dagger. , oh~ not a machete~~

Thank you ladies! What?

Update character card sticker

Ink burning 2.0

Word: (crossed out) feeding fish (crossed out) light rain

Nickname: ...not dead! ! !

Occupation: Emperor (reborn)... Oh, wrong, wrong, this life is not an emperor, no jobless people (the kind of good deeds)

Social appearance: (crossed out) Lei Feng (crossed out) Mo Zongshi

The current favorite: see everyone is still alive.

Favorite food: copying hands

Hate: people around you are gone

Height: 189

Ink burning 0.5 has something to say: Why is he 3cm higher than me?

Meat package: Oh, because his developmental trajectory is different from yours, you are studying in the dark room all day long to study the chess game. He runs around the sun every day and runs around, so you two are the same person, but because The conditions are not the same, the difference is 3cm, I am sorry, squat, now, you are not the highest person, smile.

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