Midsummer night, the warm wind, with his gentleness, smoked the time.
He turned and put his hand into the bowl with a clear bottom. The green and pink tea bowl went back and forth between him, with the long white fingertips moving slowly.
The smile on his mouth is like a frosty smile in spring. The warm sun just comes to my heart, and it is like the sunshine hanging high and the cool air in autumn.
This posture, flowing water, this artistic conception, ink painting is difficult to describe.
And though she was fascinated, she could not even remember what year it was.
Perhaps, in the moment he let her start, her heart, already not the rules.
Jump fast, because of his smile; Compact for a while because of his modesty.
She put her hand on the glittering ingot and stared at it.
Time seems to stop at this point, leaving only, a sit a station, looking at two people.
I do not know who is the first to close the eyes light, she coughed, but difficult to hide embarrassment.
Was it true that she had forgotten the misery of her dream?
However, have to admit, this guy sultry person is really a good hand.
"You'll be thirsty all this time. I am a good cook of tea; how about a good one?" He put the pink green tea bowl on the opposite side, pour tea for her, smile is not reduced, the warm color deepened in the eyes.
It warmed the air around her and made her cheeks blush.
I tried to retreat, but I heard him sigh, "Is this gold ingot not enough for a cup of tea with you? I'll take the gamble, but won't the girls of music sit opposite each other?"
What does he mean by that? To make her sit down and have tea with him?
"If the Lady Roca really does not accept my concession like this, this gold ingot will do..." He paused, his red and white teeth saying something that annoyed her. "Try it again in a moment. But it's win or lose. I'm afraid it's a matter of fate."
Was he belittling her ability?
She longed to retort with domineering force that she should not be contemptuous.
But she was afraid to say so.
All skill is inferior to man, nothing can be done.
Who let her is repeatedly defeated, repeatedly defeated repeatedly, everywhere fell at a disadvantage.
Nature takes no chances.
This hand of gold, can keep her hospital for several years, she for their own hospital people also have to pay some is not it?
Comfort yourself and get over it.
After all, she is a businesswoman, so she knows how to read and understand.
"Wei childe is so kind, my concubine is disrespectful." She picked up the water from her teacup and began to sip it, her face changing.
Why is the tea so bitter?
She looked up and saw that instead of the warm smile on his face, there was a triumphant smile.
Is he getting back at her?
"Why is it so hard? She wanted to say, did you mean to? But she chose her words carefully.
"This lotus heart is the most bitter, but also clear heat and relieve dryness, the most suitable for mid-summer taste. You, too, are a healer, Miss Roca. You should know that this summer is a time to cure fever." He clapped his hands, a row of boys carried a copper tripod.
Is this an ice mirror? !
"Now, Lady Le, don't you think this heart is clear and very frank?" He cocked his head, pretending to care.
This smile is more and more brilliant.
It seems that even if we lose to her, we will have to ask for some interest.
This man is really stingy and unwilling to suffer a loss.
"The ice has come at the right time. It is cold and refreshing." She did not want to follow his line.
This thought to take the gold ingot to leave, but never want to see that day to wait for her into the garden of the boy -- nine forts.
"Childe... Not good... The princes of the Wangs and the Pei family came with their company, so the time for half a pillar of incense has come here." Out of breath the boy said in a great panic.
LeLin heart next joy, someone to see this boy embarrassed appearance?
Mr. Wei Jie had been compared to the man of God. If he had lost face in front of his childe, he would jie out some blood.
"Oh? Is that so?" Mr. Wei Jie calmly toasted the fruit in the ice Jian, "Le Jia NvLang, I Jie is even better than half the storm, you know what, in an instant, went to my slight ailment?"
He raised his eyes, his eyes serious.
Her eyes rolled and her bad heart bulged. "It's not impossible to get rid of the swelling you have left. But you have to bear what others can't bear."
"What is it?" He raised his eyebrows, but did not budge.
"The white flesh of the watermelon is the best way to clear away heat and detoxify," she said, pointing at the watermelon inside the ice jar. "If you cut it into slices and add peppermint oil, the tumor will disappear between your fingers. It's just the pain..."
She had not finished saying that, Mr. Wei Jie was to pick up the knife on the table and cut the watermelon himself. He cut the watermelon quickly. Seven Pao hurriedly handed over the cloth pa, and he wiped the blade. To choose a watermelon that is pleasing to the eye is like a chef's knife method. In a moment, the white flesh of the watermelon is as thin as cicadas wings, and dozens of pieces have already appeared on the side of the small plate.
He picked up one and held out his hand. "Peppermint oil."
Did he really believe it?
Her joy grew deeper and deeper, and she quickly handed over the porcelain jar. He spread it evenly on the white flesh of the watermelon and sniffed it on the tip of his nose, satisfied with his knife work.
She turned to look at her with a threatening look that made her little heart beat faster again. "I hope it works. If it doesn't... Girl, you should know the consequences."
The consequences? What are the consequences?
She said a good way to go to the swelling, but mean to let him add peppermint oil just.
As soon as he lay down on the cool chair, the Seven Steaders laid the white flesh of the watermelon on his face.
She saw his clenched fist.
Must be cool to the bone, cool?
O... Let him tease her about nothing, and threaten her.
Or endure this sudden cold, his palm toward the top, seven fort intimate pass to jade wishful.
He twirled the jade in his hand, as if his eyes were closed.
And she is smacking her tongue, the man is in so much pain, to endure, for grace?
Haven't thought deeply, only hear from outside the pavilion came a laugh, "the original is to know you here greedy cool, did not think there are female Jiao E with you around, but also called romantic."
Mr. Wei Jie and Uncle Wang Ji had two sons: the eldest, Wang Zhuo, the word Wenxuan, and the second, Wang Yu.
The master of this laughter was the son of Wang Ji. His name was Wang Yu, whose courtesy name was Maoxuan.
"Mau Xuan, is that a good thing you said about your cousin?" Wen-tung voice rings, the Pei Li of the white dress is like snow spreads out fan hearty laugh.
Pei Kai had three sons, the firstborn Pei Yu, the second Pei Li, the third Pei Zan, and the fourth Pei Xian.
Pei Li styled Jingming; Pei Xian styled Jingsi.
Because of the PeiYu and Wang Zhuo age and Jie Wei and others gap larger, so rarely play do a place.
"Jing Ming, you never knew what this cousin and I look like. Have I ever been separated from him?" Wang Yu a dark green gauze clothes, in a hurry, speak to Wei Jie face watermelon white flesh.
"If you do, be careful to let your father give you his hand." Wang Yu's wrist was caught by the Pei Xian of wheat yellow gauze.
"What do you mean, Jing Si?" Wang Yu surprised of looking at Pei Xian.
"I heard that Shu Bao was stung by a wasp, so I came here specially to have a look. How did you get the top spot all by yourself? This is to find out the answer, nature is together." Pei Xian is not satisfied with his smile.
"Yes, yes, to be sure." Perry quickly smiled and nodded.
Although Perry was the oldest of the four, he was the most playful.
"So I forgot." Perry nodded his head and said yes.
Pei Li grinned, looked at his two brothers, three people nodded, together to open Wei Jie face watermelon white flesh, face showed a disappointed appearance.
"How? Can you see what it looks like? Or... See the flowers?" Mr. Wei Jie cold face, looked at the three.
Wang Yu is the most straightforward son, immediately disappointed of droop down head, "cousin, why do you have no legendary in that kind of appearance?"
'What was it like? Wei Jie a slant Wang Yu, he was a child Jane is a love lively master.
"Of course it's the way you ruin your appearance. It is a pity, indeed, that such a terrible thing should not be seen." Perry sighed, too, a pitiful look.
"You pour is direct, also not afraid this boy is annoyed, with last time general, brush the sleeves and go." Pei Xian slowly smiled, because he Jie with Wei Jie, more intimate.
"Tut, you are the fierce play, when know this uncle treasure again angry also won't really top heart." The words sound falls, a Chinese clothing man slowly walks into the pavilion.
Le Lin Shun reputation to go, was Wang Xuan?
This Wang Xuan is the only son of Wang Yan, the word eyebrow son, since urine is a disruptive master, but also Jie with Wei Jie as a young talent.
Just when, taiyuan wangjia and langya wangjia come together to play?
She felt a hot look coming from her, and her chin was lifted. "This lady is pretty, isn't she your new babe? We ate some five-stone powder and just needed a walk to get rid of the fire... Why don't you..."
She was stuck... Live?
When she's a kid? !
She just wanted to detest of the knock off that person's hand, a flash to the eyes, seize the evil hand, "eyebrow son, this woman, you can not move."
"Oh? Still not? Uncle Bao, is this girl Bao?" Wang Xuan could not even stand straight, but he was very bad-tempered.
"This is the healer I posted a few days ago." Mr. Wei Jie's face was frosty, and he grasped Mr. Wang's wrist.
Wang Xuan frowned, "Shu Bao, I'm waiting to see you kindly. This want to accompany you to play with this garden, but you do not understand amorous feelings? At first glance, this little girl is not enough. She is the healer of your next post. After seeing some more, she has some appearance, but she still needs to be polished."
Wang Xuan's temper is also stubborn, shake off Wei Jie's hand, said to begin to grasp Le Lin.
Le Lin hurriedly retreated, Wei Jie a turned to block Wang Xuan's figure, will he Jie on the pavilion, "I Jie worship Wei Jie doctor, not a Jia Jie, can not tolerate you like this teasing."
"The healer? O... Shubao, when did you care so much about a woman? If the healer had one, and you were with her, with her, with her, with her, with her, with her, with her, with her, with her, with her, with her. Why can't I get close and play with it?" Wang Xuan's temper became more paranoid.
"Eyebrow, I repeat, this woman, without my permission, you shall not move." Wei Jie grasped Wang Xuan's neck, with a serious fundus.
See, Pei Xian and Wang Yu hurried forward, a person, will two people to open.
"Uncle treasure... Loosen the..."
"Mei son, you say a few words less."
Pei Li quickly stepped in front of Le Lin to shield Wang Xuan from her eyes.
"Less? Since the founding of the Jin Dynasty, which master is not all can be happy? Just an aunt, how to play? Take it so seriously?" Wang Xuan is more and more displeased, he also just received from his father, there is no place to vent.