Porter of Two Worlds - Chapter 107

The veil of light gauze in the squatter house was filled with a fragrance of fragrance, which made people feel refreshed.

"Good smell"

Aspen closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Qing He's body was incomprehensible, and she continued to move forward, her watery eyes were deep and waveless.

"Stumped me wrong?"

Seeing that the other party did not respond, Poplar opened a gap and continued to ask.

He wanted to solve the embarrassment of strangers staying alone in this way, but the other side was speechless if they didn't respond.

Tong Qinghe turned and looked at Bai Yang, and those eyes were still indifferent, whispering:

"Bai Shao, please sit down, Qing He prepared some wine and dishes. How about let Qing He Fuqin be Bai Shao to help wine Xing?"

If the other party does not accept the move, this cannot continue.

Xu Andao said that this woman was so deep-hearted that there was a moment of care in her heart.

Bai Yang once again did not play cards according to common sense, opened his eyes like a thief entered the house, probed the brain everywhere, and asked:

"This is your boudoir"?

"Little girl's residence is rude, but Bai Shao laughed"

Wu Qinghe was still in that soft and light tone, and Bai Yang felt a punch on the cotton.

I still do n’t believe it, you as a woman have no mood swings!

"It's really bad, far worse than where I live"

Bai Yang said with a lip, sitting at the table with a big grin.

Wu Qinghe was a little stunned, and Bai Yang said in one sentence that her refusal was neither refusal nor refusal.

"Yes, where did we say just now?"

I seized this chance, and Bai Yang Huafeng turned around and turned back.

There was a ray of blue silk in the ears, and a quirky radiance evoked by the lips under the veil of Qinghe, followed by Bai Yang's thoughts and whispered softly:

"Does Bai Shao need a song of Qinghe Fuqin to help drink?"

不用 "No, I haven't eaten long."

Aspen waved his hand to signal that I would not eat if I was not hungry.

"Master Bai is a very interesting person"

Wu Qinghe sat elegantly opposite the poplar, Gu Jing's eyes calmly looked at him and said.

这个 You woman, don't look at Hongchen's appearance well, you obviously don't look big ...

I didn't answer the question, I got up in white, ran a probe at the door and glanced, closed the door with a slam, turned and walked back, how to say the purpose of the organization language in my heart.

In Qinghe's eyes without any curiosity, Aspen sat down again and simply took out the cloth bag from his arms and put it on the table. He opened the enlightenment books "Chen Guoyu" and "Tian Yuan Lu" on both sides and reached out. I ordered two books and said:

这样 "This way, I, nothing to do, what if Qinghe girl, in front of me, read and write every word in these two books, and explain in detail what each word means?"

I did n’t hear it. He did it this way because he was bored!

"This is the honor of Qinghe"

Wu Qinghe glanced at Poplar with a little surprise, but still the answer was that the light clouds and light wind did not eat human fireworks. Although curious, she didn't care, as if nothing in this world could cause her emotional fluctuations.

Poplar came here for this purpose, and the beautiful lady whispered a quiet and quiet voice like empty valley to counsel alone, is it more comfortable than listening to Chen Qingyun's procrastinating explanation?

Next, Qing He took out the ink and paper 砚, and after consulting Bai Yang's opinion, he opened Chen Guoyu, read and write word by word, and explained the meaning of each word carefully ...

Aspen found a plate of fruit in the room, and ate it by clicking, and recorded the pronunciation of Qinghe, the order of written characters, and the meaning of each word in his mind. It is called a photocopier. Text language.

He deliberately observed that the paper on this side was not the paper on the other side of the earth, but a kind of snow-white wood with a texture and color similar to that of paper. It was cut into thin sheets of paper for writing, and the effect was almost the same as that of paper. Even better for writing.

The ink brush is similar to the inkpot, but the ink is not ground with ink sticks, but a natural dark tree juice with a faint scent of plants and wood ...

After all, they are two different worlds. As culture spreads, some things may be similar, but many things are still different ...

One read, write and translate, one took a serious look at the memory, the time passed quietly, and gradually the night fell.

When the poplar's mind recorded the pronunciation of the 28,341 Chen Dynasty dynasties, the expression and meaning of his face began to turn pale, and two lines of blood flowed from his nostrils.

"Bai Shao, are you okay?"

Wu Qinghe saw this scene and asked a little flustered.

怎么 How can she not eat the fireworks on the earth, once the poplar has a slight accident at her, the ending may be ten thousand times more terrible than death.

"Anyway, Girl Qinghe, let's get here today, I'll come again tomorrow"

Bai Yang waved his head and said.

This is a sequelae of brain load after a lot of memory, and Poplar knows it.

Then he got up and left.

"What kind of person is this Bai Shao? Although it doesn't seem to be in tune, but it is not covered by traces. In the eyes, there is only curiosity and no desire, but it is impossible to pretend. I'll relieve my study of enlightenment books ... "

After the poplar left, Qing He was weird in her heart. She was countless readers, but she could not see through the poplar ...

"Master, are you okay?"

At the gate of the courtyard, when the poplar appeared, Lan Shuang and Niu Jian were already waiting here.

Seeing Bai Yang's pale face and faint blood stains on his face, Lan Shuang became extremely swiftly asking.

"I'm fine, don't be so serious"

Aspen waved and said.

"It's all right"?

The blue frost frowned.

Aspen is too lazy to talk about it.

"Master, you are too weak. Although the girl Qinghe is beautiful, you also need to understand temperance"

Yak Niu Jian sighed sullenly as I looked through the face of the truth.

"Your uncle, you are guilty, your whole family is guilty"!

Aspen has no airway.

"Hey ... 俺 Lao Niu's body is in shape. I asked eight girls to toss all afternoon, but now there is no fart"

Yak Jian scratched his head and laughed.

You Nima, you are not a human, you are an old cow who only knows cultivated land!

"What are you doing, Blue Frost"?

Qi Baiyang ignored Niu Jian, but when he saw Lan Shuang blindly approaching himself, he showed a stranger, don't breathe, and immediately asked.

"Master, it should be fine, but Niu Jian, you protect the master"

Blue frost sinking.

"Who dares to make trouble in Qingfeng Tower"?

Yak Jian's face changed, and his voice was cold ~ ~ keke ...... & amp; amp; * …… ￥% …… ￥ ”

A slight cough came, followed by a sentence that Poplar couldn't understand. The other person spoke the official words of the Chen Dynasty. Poplar had just started to learn and could not understand it.

"Where there is trouble in women? I can't escape such a curse if I'm stumped"?

Yan Baiyang looked at the strange whisper in his heart.

A thin young man in white clothes came down here, surrounded by four black guards, and stood about three meters away from Bai Yang and said something with a smile on his face.

Qi Lanshuang and Niu Jian's expressions became strange. They seemed to be chatting with each other, but there was a depressing alertness between the eyebrows.

The process was very short. For a few minutes, the young man took people away with a dangerous look, and nodded at the poplar after finishing.

"what happened"?

Aspen asked Lan Shuang for the first time.

"Master, that was the three young masters who guarded the master's family. It was originally intended to listen to Qinghe's tunes, but found that we were here, just chatting and leaving."

Blue Cream frowned.

"Why are you looking so serious?"

Aspen was puzzled.

"That's because the young master didn't understand Feng Li"!

牛 健 also said in a sigh of silence.

"Tell me what kind of person this gift is"

Bai Yang asked slightly.

Is there always some waves in the quiet life ...?

(There are two versions of this chapter. I tangled up all night. I still upload this version. Finally, I recommend the recommendation ticket collection and Sanjiang ticket. The serial works are all at ~ ~ Please read for mobile users.