Here Comes The Lady Chef

"You ..." thought softly, looking at Ren Yue around him. [Starter]

Why is he here?

Didn't he just stay in Zuixianlou just now?

Adzuki beans are born in the southern country, and a few branches are made in spring. May Junduo pick, this thing is the most acacia.

How could he chant this poem?

"Girl Wen's puppet should be called Acacia." Only in the drunk fairy house, Ren Yue's gentle, indifferent voice echoed in the gentle ear.

Acacia! How did he know that I was originally called Acacia!

Gently raised a pair of tearful eyes, in the blurred vision, the white boy in front of him was still the leisurely and born of that year.

In the warm sun of early spring, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, turning into an elegant arc, his eyes were clean and distant. The dark-colored pupils are so pure, as if the bottom of a pond, there are clear waves.

He looked, but seemed to look at nothing; he looked, but he could see through the tender heart.

The breeze started, and a sudden touch passed between Ren Yue and gentleness. After a while of coolness, Ren Yue's lazy hair was slowly passed by, and his black hair was blown weakly by the wind behind him, spreading softly. Against his white snow-white coat, he turned gently, as if a white butterfly from the sky, wings spread, to observe this empty and complex world.

"Who are you?" Gentle and full of doubts, why after the rebirth, whenever he was frustrated, when he was alone, after trouble, Ren Yue always appeared beside him.

Full of words, isn't that the snowy night of previous lives reborn more than just yourself? Is Ren Yue not dead?

So, from the first acquaintance to the now-blinded acacia, has Ren Ren been aware of it, but has been pretending to be indifferent?

A small surprise suddenly appeared in the gentle heart, like a rush, like a rush, looming.

For a moment, he was suppressed by a sour anger.

If so. Wasn't he being sturdy enough.

The most familiar stranger is simply an old acquaintance!

"Girl Wen's question is so strange. Don't you remember a bowl of hard work?" Ren Yue smiled again, so polite and calm, so elegant and dusty.

He always looked like he didn't care about anything, his expression was indifferent, and even though gentleness was already surging, he was still calm. It's no wonder that the former soldiers came down. The blade is ahead. Still calmly. Such a gentle inquiry, to Ren Yue, was just a small ripple on the calm lake, although it was a circle. But after a while, it was integrated into the wide lake.

At this moment, his hair and clothes were messed up by the raging wind, and he was still in the slightest style.

"You really don't recognize me?" The gentle voice suddenly trembled, and in the clear eyes, the water surface wrinkled by the wind was frightened and helpless.

"Of course, Ren Yue recognizes Girl Wen, but she doesn't understand why the girl said it." He answered politely with a polite smile, gentle and gentle. However, Chennai always felt a sense of freezing from thousands of miles away.

"That acacia just now ..." Gentle and unwilling, continued to question.

"The acacia of the girl is just a matter of emotion, but the emotion is already beyond the skill, but Ren Yue is not talented, and has not tasted the joy of the girl ’s cooking. There is a faint grief in it." Silk, close the sleeves, lightly.

"Do you know Acacia?" Gentle surprised and rejoiced, holding Wu Ren's sleeve tightly.

"That's Wang Wei's poems, so brothers should know." Ren Yue's eyes flickered with a smile, warm and kind, not like treating the worldly people in the past, although he laughed, but What they saw was disdain and ridicule.

"My brother?" Gentle repeated Ren Yue's words.

Why didn't she know that this was Wang Wei's poem, but it was just the same as the reunion of this life during the dying of the previous life.

Does he really not remember?

Gently looking at Ren Yue, the contradiction and entanglement in his heart, on the one hand, expected him to follow his impulse to be born again, and on the other hand, the loss after asking what was wrong and not answering.

Ren Yue never deceives himself, neither in previous lives, nor in this life.

The sadness of the previous life's death, Ren Yue never deceived;

In just a few months of acquaintances and acquaintances in this life, the son-in-law and the stranger like jade will naturally not deceive.

Then there is only one explanation, that is, Ren Yue is Ren Yue. He has not been reborn, and there is no trace of his previous life in his memory.

Tenderly inferring in her heart, sure, at the moment when she reached the conclusion, she clenched Ren Yue's hands, and through the sleeves, she felt the coldness of snow.

Spring is cold, but he is so thin, his skin is cold, isn't his heart so cold?

Slippery sleeves will not fall in gentle hands.

"Why is this girl Wen?" Ren Yue's voice was casual and flat, and she could not hear any anger and discomfort.

But the flirtatious boyfriend was so disgusted by the touch of others, even if it was the sleeves, he was disgusted. But at this moment, gently holding his sleeve tightly, he was just a faint word, a flash of softness and compassion flashed in his eyes.

"Ren Gongzi forgive me, the little woman is rude." Gentle complexion turned slightly red, and quickly let go of her hand, giving him a gift. For the first time in his life, he treated Ren Yue in such a courteous manner, and the two words "Ren Gongzi" were estranged from each other.

"It's okay, it's been a while since Girl Wen came out, so go back earlier to avoid worrying Zun." Ren Yue smiled gently, didn't pat her sleeves, didn't ask questions step by step, just smiled gently, Although it is an extremely strange smile, but that smile, but it still softly warms the tender heart.

"So, the little girl retired first." Gentle owed again.

Turn around and leave.

Behind him, the quiet and long flute sounded again. Ren Yue's flute sounded like this magic, which can make the irritable person calm down; can make the violent person be good-hearted; can make the sorrowful person feel relieved.

Between heaven and earth, the sound of wind swirled, sending the sound of flutes farther and farther away.

The gentle feet seemed to have lost consciousness and walked on a cotton field.

He is Ren Yue, he is not Ren Yue.

I do not know how long it has been before, turning gently.

At the end of the line of sight, a blurry white dot merged into the sky.

"Girl Wen!" A loud, hearty voice.

Yaoshan!

Gentle stunned in his heart, but he still politely answered the phrase "General Sheng".

"But Girl Wen is unwell?" Sheng Yaoshan bounced down the brisk rabbit, and the ink-colored gold cape was wrapped around the blue shirt. It makes me feel good.

"Trouble General Gen Sheng hangs up, the little girl is all right, and is preparing to go home." Gently pursed her lips, barely squinting a smile.

The previous words and deeds of Ren Yue almost disorientated the gentle heart, and the slightly cold wind awakened the gentle mind again: Ren Yue is still like this, Sheng Yaoshan is even more so.

It was just a rebirth to see the old man, the right thing and the wrong thing, which is different now.

Gentle and mocking himself.

"I only saw Girl Wen's face in Drunk Fairy House badly. Maybe the game has been hard in recent days. It just happened that Yao Shan would go back. If Girl Wen didn't dislike it, Yao Shan would **** the girl." Sheng Yaoshan's eyes were bright as moon, flashing The sincere glory is irresistible.

"No, I ..." Gentle words were insincere.

"Come. Give me your hand." Sheng Yaoshan stretched out his right hand and waited with a gentleman's smile.

Gently raised his head and looked at the red eyes of the red rabbit with jewels and thick eyelashes, full of expectations.

"I can't ride a horse," whispered softly.

"Relax, there is me." Sheng Yaoshan's magnetic voice still persisted, full of caring.

The extended right hand is wide and strong, as if one hand can have the whole world.

"I ..." Gentle was still hesitant.

"Girls, rest assured, this horse is very well behaved!" Sheng Yaoshan gently stroked the red rabbit's mane.

Chi Rabbit lowered her head. Gently moaned comfortably, seemingly urging gentle and quick to get on.

The large ink cloak was suddenly covered on the palm of the hand, and Sheng Yaoshan held the soft, boneless hand across the cloak.

Since ancient times: men and women do not accept or accept. Although Sheng Yaoshan was a martial arts fighter, he was a martial artist of idiom.

A warm current hit the whole body by hand, though it was separated by a thick cloak. Gentleness was a little stunned for an instant.

"Girl Wen sits still." Sheng Yaoshan persuaded below.

Holding the red rabbit's reins in one hand, he gently stroked the red rabbit's cheek from time to time.

Together, the Red Rabbit slowly walked on the streets of Xianyang.

Gentle thoughts wandered again.

In previous lives, she accompanied the army of Sheng Yaoshan to serve as a chef, a pair of skillful hands, and saved countless soldiers' hungry stomachs many times in the mountains and lakes. In her spare time, she also sat on the Red Rabbit like this. At that time, Sheng Yaoshan was walking like a horse today.

Above the head is a clear blue sky, which is boundlessly far away from the horizon.

At the foot is a field of green grass, and the mountain flowers are full of stars.

At that time, the red rabbit was also well-behaved and tamed as it is now. Even if it had been sitting on the gentle gentleman who had never had riding experience, it was still stable, and there was no slight loss.

"Rouer, go back to the expedition this time, and return to Xiangfu with me." Sheng Yaoshan leisurely holding the red rabbit, a chivalrous body, full of tenderness, strolling between the mountains and the water.

"General Sheng is joking with Rouer again." Although Gentle understood what Sheng Yaoshan was talking about, after all, she locked her throat, so she could not breathe, and did not even dare to struggle.

"How many times have I said, when I'm no one, call me Yaoshan!" Sheng Yaoshan stopped, his voice suddenly abruptly raised, and seemed to be out of harmony with the quiet surroundings.

"Yaoshan ..." Gently opened his mouth and paused there.

"Well ... blame me, don't mention it." Sheng Yaoshan took a deep breath and shook his head with a mockery.

I really do n’t understand why such a beautiful girl ~ www.readwn.com ~ has to desperately follow the stinky boy who sells wine!

Sheng Yaoshan had thought about buying Yin Deshun's restaurant, and then invited the Yin family out of Beijing with a hundred gold.

But he didn't do that because the words were awesome, because he was afraid of being hurt a little by gentleness, not even by rumors.

Who knew ... In the end, careful care became ...

"What's wrong with Girl Wen?" Sheng Yaoshan held the Red Rabbit, and suddenly felt a gentle look different.

"Yao Shan, you're **** again." Gentleness was on the horse, and his thoughts remained in the grasslands of previous lives.

"Girl Wen, what did you say?" Sheng Yaoshan was startled.

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