Looking at the beef on the plate, Nighthawk's eyes lit up: "You are not eating alone, are you? I can tell you Zuo, the food purchased by our Ye family is piled up in the entire bamboo forest underground passage. You must not treat that girl badly. .”
"Brother, look at what you said, I would rather starve to death than suffer any injustice."
"Well, that's good! Huh? Where's this girl?" I haven't seen her figure since I came in for a long time. The two of them are usually inseparable.
Zuo Yang pushed the plate forward: "Brother, please try the beef made by Wuyou."
Seeing the wry smile on Zuo Yang's face, Nighthawk thought it was because Wuyou's cooking was not delicious, so he started to say again: "You kid, when did you start to learn to be picky about food?" He picked up the corrugated knife and said, First, I didn't cut off the star point. Then I poked it a few times, but the knife didn't penetrate even half of it, not even the tip of the knife.
He had no choice but to throw away the knife in disappointment and whispered: "Watch her carefully and don't let her get close to the ingredients again." My younger siblings are really not suitable for cooking!
Zuo Yang covered his mouth and replied with a smile: "I understand." His Wuyou was indeed extraordinary, and beef could be processed into stone.
Although the meat was inedible, fortunately the porridge she brought was quite good. Zuo Yang drank three bowls in a row before calling it quits.
Time passed quickly. Before nightfall, Wuyou specially asked Yunwei to find a pair of scissors.
The lights in the tent were brightly lit, Zuo Yang was sitting on a stool, and Wuyou was standing aside with a pair of scissors. She didn't take her seat until Yun Wei brought another high stool.
"Husband, I'm going to start."
"Okay, baby, cut it well and my husband will sing to you."
"My husband is wonderful." She had never heard him sing before.
"Our love can light up the galaxy. I will keep every word you said in my heart and never forget it... I signed a soul contract in my past life, and I will go to the appointment to find you in this life. I have loved you for thousands of years, and I have no regrets in waiting... Our love can illuminate the entire galaxy. Thousands of stars in the sea are not as powerful as you. The dusty memories will eventually clear up. I will hold your hand and compose a unique song of love..."
"...Our love can light up the Milky Way...the tide surges again, the mountains and seas come back, and we will stay together for eternity again..." There was a gentle smile on his handsome face, and his voice was not as cold as the judge's. The ice is cold, but not as deep, deep and magnetic as when he is anxious.
The unique ethereal voice makes it seem like he has been singing for thousands of years and is still enjoying it or is willing to get lost in it without being disturbed.
She just looked at his profile, and suddenly felt a little sad. He had been looking for her so lonely for thousands of years... "Madam, the song has been sung, why don't you start cutting it?" Although the voice was very loud. It was gentle, but he still heard the sobs coming from her throat, silly girl, haven't you been waiting for me for thousands of years?
Swallowing her sadness, she said briskly: "Husband's hair is so good that I don't even want to cut it." She cut off the first strand as soon as she finished speaking, "Husband, what hairstyle do you want?"
"My wife was very nice when we first met her."
"My husband is no less impressive when singing love songs. Wuyou likes it very much."
"Well... My husband will sing to you every day from now on. Don't let my You'er get bored."
"Don't worry, I won't be annoyed if you sing for ten thousand years." When Zuo Yang was happy, his wife said again: "I can write out all the love words that my husband sang. I have already thought of the title of the book." , it’s called “Love Words That Are Exceeding the Sugar Level for Doting on Your Wife”, so that everyone can hear your love for me.”
Upon hearing this, Zuo Yangxing frowned: "Exceeding the standard? It's not fluent or fluent, how can it be above the standard? It should be called "Slightly Sweet Words of Doting on My Wife's Excessive Love" to make it sound better!"
"Slightly sweet? Very sweet, okay? Why are you arguing? Do you want me to give you a doggy haircut?" He said and shook the control knife in his hand.
"Ahem... Madam, calm down your anger... If it exceeds the standard, it will exceed the standard." In fact, he also thought of another one, "Sweet Words of Doting on a Wife's Excessive Love", but he was timid, fearing that his handsome and unrestrained appearance would be "clicked" by the Madam's scissors. "destroyed.
Outside the tent, the Yunwei and the hunters sat in a circle next to each other. "Pfft, hahaha, our prince-in-law is scared..." Kiyaku chuckled softly, cracking his bones and teeth.
"Are you tired of living..." With one simple sentence, all the skeletons were frightened and fled one after another. Zuo Yang had long known that they were outside. It was OK to listen to music, but not to watch his jokes.
She cut it very carefully. When she trimmed his bangs, her unique fragrance filled his mouth and nose, and he leaned forward uncontrollably.
"Ouch! Husband, please don't move, you almost cut it."
He suddenly grabbed her wrist and said coquettishly: "Kiss her and then cut her, okay?" That expression of reluctance was very cute.
Seeing that the heat in his panting eyes seemed to be burning her up, she had no choice but to stop her movements and raise her head to meet him.
After a moment, he reluctantly opened his body and said, "My husband framed me for a kiss..." His mouth must have been swollen.
"My dear madam, it was a kiss, but it took a little too long." Her mouth looked like a small red cherry fruit, so pretty!
"My husband is ashamed." She picked up the scissors and continued to trim.
"Are you ashamed? How can I beat the madam and knock me down..." The two of them just exchanged words with each other, and their hair styles were completed.
His neat short hair made his angular features even more handsome, and his pair of dark eyes seemed to gather the stars in the universe. Looking at Wuyou, his eyes were completely attracted to him. Zuo Yang said worriedly: "Madam, if you... God is tired of seeing my..." He was interrupted before he could finish his sentence.
"Husband, will you ever get tired of loving me?"
"How is that possible? That's nonsense!"
"This is also my answer, No-", she proudly handed over the pink mirror in the small bag.
"Not bad, I didn't know that my baby has such skills. Not bad, not bad!"
"Huh! Don't look at whose wife it is." Hearing her words, thinking of the sweetness they had in the past, I felt a lot of emotion in my heart.
Wuyou had just put away the scissors and was about to sort out the broken hair, but she was instantly restrained into a strong embrace: "Husband?" She looked at him doubtfully.
"Sit on the bed and wait, my husband will take care of it." Yin Luo hugged her to the bed before she regained her consciousness, took a bite on her red cheek, and got up to tidy up.
After simply tidying up and washing up, Zuo Yang brought a towel and cleaned Wuyou's face, and also carefully cleaned her hands. Nowadays, there is a stench everywhere in Changping. The water was fetched from the valley by Leopard Sun and Leopard Moon. Holding her in his arms with his arms as pillows, he looked at her lowering her eyebrows and lowering her eyes, breathing softly. He suddenly remembered Buyu's report today. He said that when Wuyou is angry, his eyes will turn into scary and sinister red pupils, and there is also a lingering lingering feeling. The demonic energy around her.
