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"What are you looking at? You are smiling so happily?"
While Wu Xiazi and Wei Ming were telling anecdotes about Jingji's childhood, and Gu Yuexuan was standing aside, occasionally adding a few words, a voice came from outside the door.
Weiming looked back and saw that it was not Jingjia who was expected to speak, but Wei Ziling. The person everyone was talking about just now, Jingjia, was standing side by side with Wei Ziling, and he went out shopping with Wei Ziling behind him. Po Meng.
"Sister Meng~Senior Sister, you are back, come on, come on, let me show you some good things!" Weiming greeted with a smile.
"What good stuff is it?" Wei Ziling came over and asked curiously.
A hint of curiosity also flashed across Po Meng's face. She thought for a moment and then walked over.
"Hey~ brat, don't ignore me!" Jingjiang said in annoyance when he saw that Weiming only greeted the two women, but did not say hello to himself, and did not share "good things" with himself.
Weiming snickered, looked at the thorns and said mischievously: "Second Senior Brother~~Are you sure you want to see it?"
"Ouch~ What do I have...Ouch~!" Jingjia was about to reply proudly, but before he could finish his words, it turned into a scream.
"Smelly old man, why did you hit me!?" Jingjia covered his head and looked at Wuxiazi with an annoyed look on his face.
Wu Xiazi held the painting with one hand and hung the palm of the other hand in the air. He said angrily: "You brat, you still have the nerve to say that you haven't seen anyone during the Chinese New Year. Did you go somewhere wild again? "
"I..."
Jingjia was about to defend, but when he lowered his head, he saw something in Wu Xiazi's hand, "This... this is not..."
Looking around again, I saw the old wooden box that Wu Xiazi had just placed on the desk. I couldn't help but be shocked, "Didn't I hide this thing secretly?"
"Bang~"
"How dare you say that!" Wuxiazi gave the thorns another blow and said angrily: "I asked you why I haven't found it after searching for so many years. It turns out that I asked you, a little brat, to hide it."
"Tsk~ I wish I could have burned it right away." Thorns covered his head after being hit, and said as if he regretted it.
Wei Ming laughed secretly from the side and said to himself: The second senior brother is really arrogant. He is obviously embarrassed, but he pretends to be indifferent.
The trace of embarrassment that flashed across Jingjiang's face just now was clearly visible to Weiming who was standing aside. Also able to see clearly were Wei Ziling and Meng Po, two women with delicate thoughts. The latter smiled and said nothing. There is only one person in sight.
As for Wei Ziling, she didn't care much about it, especially after seeing Jingji's childhood drawings of Guang PP, she burst out laughing.
"Bang~" Another attack on the forehead. Judging from the distance of the raised hand, it was probably an aggravated version.
Wuxiazi said angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about, little bastard? This is my teacher's treasure." After saying that, Wuxiazi carefully put the painting into his arms.
"Ah~!" Thorns cried out in pain again, baring his teeth and shouting: "It hurts~ stinky old man!"
At this time, Wei Ziling, who was almost laughing, came back and advised: "Yes, Ah Ji, it would be a pity to burn such a good painting~"
"Emotions are not about having your bare butt painted on when you were a child!" Jingjia rolled her eyes at Wei Ziling and said.
"What did you say!" Wei Ziling seemed to have heard something outrageous, and immediately changed her face and said: "I am a girl~ If you have the ability, you can say it again~"
"Just say it, your feelings are not yours..." Jingjia wanted to say it again very bluntly, but in the middle of the sentence, he ran out of the room and it turned out to be Wei Ziling who kicked him.
"Tsk~ People who celebrate the Chinese New Year don't have the same experience as you." Jingjia probably knew that he was in the wrong, so he didn't make a fuss with Wei Ziling and ran out of the room in a hurry.
"Smelly monkey, perverted monkey, if you have the guts, don't run away~" Wei Ziling chased him out in a rage, but before leaving, she blinked at the others, with a sly smile clearly in her eyes.
'A woman's acting skills~' For some reason, Weiming subconsciously thought of such a sentence. At the same time, he carefully glanced at Po Meng next to him, and then he was immediately noticed by Po Meng, who gave her a meaningful look.
Hmm~ Anyway, that’s what Weiming thinks.
"Ahem~ Nothing happens anymore. You all should go out and see how Lao Hu's New Year's Eve dinner is going!" Seeing that everyone hadn't left yet, Wu Xiazi coughed twice and said.
Weiming, Gu Yuexuan, and Po Meng all raised their hands and said, "Yes, Master (head)."
Then the three of them stopped staying and left time for Wu Xiazi.
"They've all gone away~" After coming here for a while, Wu Xiazi carefully took a look outside the door. After making sure that no one was there, he quickly put away the painting in his hand and said to himself: "This time, I'm going to do something special." Keep these treasures away, don’t let the brat hide them anymore.”
. . .
At night, everyone sat around the dining table, eating a hot New Year's Eve dinner, laughing and joking with each other, talking about some interesting anecdotes from the past, or discussing some principles of martial arts, music, chess, calligraphy, painting and other knowledge.
Although there are not many people in Xiaoyao Valley, the atmosphere is extremely lively, especially today when the master has found the "treasure" that has been lost for many years. He wants to tell all the things that happened to Thorns from childhood to adulthood. Of course, as the protagonist of the story, , our second senior brother is naturally not very happy.
However, the thorn is actually the thorn that is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, with a hard mouth and a soft heart. Driven by the atmosphere and the wine, it doesn’t take long for him to reveal his true colors. At one moment, he brags to Weiming about who he has defeated so and so (yes, I’m talking about you, Fu Jianhan). ), while arguing with Wei Ziling on various irrelevant topics, and finally even wanted to have a snow sparring session with senior brothers Gu Yuexuan and Wei Ziling, reliving the time when they performed the martial arts version of "The Romance of the Gods" in the snowy field store "a feeling of. (Those who have played the prequel should know this~)
Hmm~ Seeing this scene, Weiming thought, this guy is probably drunk.
A joyful New Year's Eve dinner came to an end after Jingjiu became drunk. By the way, not only Jingjia was drunk alone, but Wuxiazi and Weiming were also nine points drunk. Wuxiazi was drunk because he found Honey, I drank a little more out of happiness. It’s not clear why it was because it was my first time to celebrate the New Year in Xiaoyao Valley, and...
As for the others, Lao Hu and Po Meng didn't drink a glass. Gu Yuexuan and Wei Ziling both had good drinking abilities, and they didn't drink much, so they were both very sober.
In the end, Lao Hu supported Wu Xiazi, Gu Yuexuan carried the thorns on his back, and Meng Po supported Wei Ming, and sent them back to their rooms.
After returning to the room, Po Meng gently laid Weiming down on the bed, took off his shoes and socks, covered him with a quilt, then went to get a basin of warm water, and carefully wiped his neck and cheeks with a hot towel.
Perhaps the hot towel had an effect. Weiming felt that his drunkenness seemed to have dissipated a bit. He unconsciously opened his blurred eyes and looked at Granny Meng who was taking good care of him. He called out, "Sister Meng..." and then Then he suddenly grabbed the soft jade hand that was resting next to his cheek.
"Hmm~?" Po Meng was stunned for a moment, a shy blush flashed across her face, and then she put on a weak look, as delicate as a little jade girl and said: "What is Wei Ming Shaoxia doing? Is it possible that he wants to take advantage of this?" Get drunk, have a drink..."
Po Meng put her other hand lightly on her lower lip, as if refusing to welcome, and said: "If the young hero is really like this, I am a weak woman, I am afraid I will have no choice but to capture her~"
Faced with these almost explicit words, Weiming would have blushed and his heartbeat would have been normal, but at this moment, Weiming, with his drunken eyes and hazy eyes, just smiled slightly, quite a bit like a sage.
"Sister Meng~" Weiming called again: "Thank you for always." After saying that, Weiming closed his eyes and fell asleep.
"...."
"Fool~" Looking at Weiming's peaceful sleeping face, Meng Po murmured a curse, and then looked at Weiming's hand that hadn't let go even when he fell asleep, a beautiful smile bloomed on his face, with a hint of joy. He said in a tone that seemed both angry and ashamed:
"Didn't I tell you before? Between you and me, no thanks are needed~"
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