Fu Jiuyun looked at her slightly in amazement, and asked very innocently: “Brother Doudou? Oh, he didn’t cultivate immortals, changed his painting?”
Qin Chuan’s mouth cramped for a while, and said with a smile: “Yeah … I heard that Xiuxian had no future, so I changed my line.”
“That’s what it is.” He nodded clearly. “Then Xiaochuaner took me to see you, Mr. Doudou, sir. I want to see him. By the way, give me some pointers on his painting skills.”
Qin Chuan finally realized what it meant to lift a stone and smash his own feet. He hated and nearly crushed his mouth and teeth, and said hardly: “He … he … in a far place …”
“Long distance or something, sir, I’m the best.” He got up with a smile, regardless of struggling to take Qin Chuan’s shoulders, throwing Jinhua backhand, the boss quickly reached out to catch it, and she couldn’t put it down.
He said: “Boss, I will take away the little chef girl, thank you for taking care of her these days.”
Golden flower in hand, the boss lady smiled into a wrinkle flower, nodded happily. Qin Chuan was anxiously twisted into twists and could not shake his hand. She yelled, “Boss! Aunt! I, I don’t want to …”
The words were not finished, the person had been pulled out by the hugs, and only the voice was left. Suddenly, the proprietress holding the golden flower sobered from the ecstasy, and said in embarrassment: “Wait, did Chuaner just refuse to come?”
Aunt Guo shook her head again and again: “No, she burst into tears with joy.”
The lady boss said with emotion: “I didn’t expect that Mr. Qi, who really took a fancy to Chuan Er, his eyes were really muddled …”
Was indeed pasted, and seemed to be very happy.
The unhappy person is Qin Chuan, no matter how she flicks, pulls, bites, nibbles, and pulls, his hands are stuck on her arms like iron tongs, and she is immobile. She said angrily: “Fu Jiuyun! Let go!”
He bowed his head innocently: “Who are you calling? Who is Fu Jiuyun? Sir, I am the son of Qi, don’t call it wrong next time.”
“You pretend to be stupid! You …” Qin Chuan didn’t finish calling, but he saw him squat down and took out a black lacquered five-inch thing from his arms. It seemed to be alive, for him Grabbing the slender tail, twisting and turning constantly. The tiger had always followed behind timidly, and at the sight of him pulling out the thing, his eyes were shining brightly, his ears were shaking, and the appearance of the gluttonous insect was violent.
“Good boy, good boy, this is for you.” He shook the little monster with a smile, this little monster was only born in the water. For the spirit beasts like tigers, there is no better than this. Have snacks. Probably remembering the last time this man beat himself, the tiger lingered and refused to step forward, trying to welcome the refusal.
Qin Chuan was very moved: “Good tiger! Don’t eat anything bad guys give!”
Fu Jiuyun did n’t panic and then took out three or four little monsters that were also squeaky and wry, and said leisurely: “Huh? Really not? I still have a lot here, I can eat a lot.”
The tiger blinked and blinked, drooling, suddenly turned his ears back, stepped on the slender cat step, opened his mouth wide and waited for him to throw in. He lost a dozen of them in one breath, and the tiger was so intoxicated that he immediately threw a palm of hatred behind his head, rolled in front of him, and showed his belly and waited to touch.
Fu Jiuyun touched his soft belly with a smile, glanced at Qin Chuan with a smile, and said softly: “It’s really a bad owner, right? Never give you delicious food, we will ignore her in the future.”
So mean! So shameless! Qin Chuan looked at his spirit beast abruptly and was abducted by several delicious ones. The rebellion was very fast and rebellious, and he immediately started to beg around Fu Jiuyun, hoping to hold him like a lick of saliva.
Fu Jiuyun touched its head and said with a long heart: “Little Chef Madam, such a good spirit beast, you ca n’t afford it or do n’t want it anymore. Look at it.”
She couldn’t speak a word, like a wooden man, dragged by him to continue walking forward. He said, “Where’s your Doudou? Where? Call it out and show me?” Qin Chuan suddenly wanted to cry. How could he write four words? Just look at her!
Fu Jiuyun didn’t go back to Qingfeng Tower, nor did he go to Qinglou. At dawn, they rushed to the foot of Fengmian Mountain, where there was a small village. He had lived in the bamboo forest of the village earlier. Qin Chuan was forced to walk all night and was so tired that he couldn’t let out the evil fire. When he pushed the door and saw that there was a bed, the first thing was to pounce and hug the pillow.
Leave everything he wants to do next! To force her to go back to the fragrant mountain, or to snatch the soul lamp, in short, let her sleep for a while to deal with these messy problems.
But someone deliberately didn’t make her feel better, Fu Jiuyun came over and uncovered the quilt, saying, “How can you go to bed before the sir has eaten? Get up, go to breakfast, and the sir is hungry.
Qin Chuan hugged the corner of the quilt painfully and muttered: “Fu Jiuyun, you have no conscience … let me sleep …”
“Everyone said that it was Mr. Qi Qi, who is Fu Jiuyun? You are a cook, but you are not invited to let you sleep.” He twisted a small piece of paper, and was going to put it in her nostrils.
She hates her teeth, it’s okay, pretend not to know, huh? See who is great!
Opening the door fiercely, she went out to the kitchen without saying a word. When she kneaded her dough, she poured a lot of salt into it, poured half a bottle of vinegar, and steamed four black buns, and delivered it to the tile house next door: “Sir, Breakfast is here. “
The door was opened, and he stood with long hair in the door. The mask was taken off sometime, revealing the intoxicating mole of tears under his eyes. Qin Chuan saw this face at first glance, his wrists could not help shaking, the bun almost fell to the ground.
It seems … It seems that it has been a long time since I saw him in the face. He has always been smiling, but at this moment he rarely looks serious. He said lightly: “Just put it on the table.” He turned and walked back to the table immediately, taking the dip. The ink wolf quickly outlined on the jade rice paper.
Qin Chuan took advantage of the tray and couldn’t hold back his curiosity. He glanced at it in the past. It was the first time that she saw him painting for the first time. At that time, she planned to make friends several times for the painting of her son Qi, but she suddenly had a chance today.
He is drawing the woman’s eyebrows in the picture.
Moth eyebrows frowned slightly, seeming to endure like pain and dizziness; the clothes were half faded, and Ruoxu was shocked. He was actually drawing a picture of the erotic palace! In such a broad daylight, when the day is bright, draw the spring, palace, picture! Qin Chuan’s ears burned red, and his fragile little heart jumped up like a bomb, trying to flee the door, but with his feet and nails on the ground, he didn’t move.
Fu Jiuyun’s expression was plain, as if he painted not the erotic palace but flowers, birds, fish and insects, and his tone was particularly calm: “Are you looking good?”
The woman in the painting is gorgeous and coquettish, and her eyes are half-favored. She looks very familiar. Some of them are like the flowers in the largest blue building in Gao. Last time, there was a piano, calligraphy and painting competition between Qinglou. She followed the boss lady and they watched a lively event. She was very impressed by this Hua Kui, because she also danced a Dongfeng peach blossom.
She was so embarrassed that her mouth was dry, and the embarrassment also brought a sea of sourness, and her drowsiness flew out of Jiu Xiaoyun instantly. In this case, should she yell at this person for being shameless? Or shamelessly say you are good or bad? Or turn around while covering your face? Qin Chuan felt that she couldn’t do any of these three things, somehow, she actually asked: “… Who is this?”
With a smile in his voice, he said casually, “Can’t you see a woman?”
Her fragile little heart is about to explode. Very good and powerful, she is ashamed! Qin Chuan fled into the desert and just walked to the door, but Fu Jiuyun dropped the paintbrush, squeezed a bun in front of his nose, and sniffed slowly. He said slowly: “The taste is a bit wrong, and it smells sour.”
Qin Chuan was embarrassed, why did he forget that this person’s nose is more spiritual than a dog? After putting so much vinegar, he can’t smell the ghost!
Fu Jiuyun put down the buns and suddenly laughed lowly, tilting his head, and his eyes only circulated on her, making her restless. His clothes were wide open, his long hair was draped over his shoulders, and his collarbone was half-covered, and the skin on his clean chest just reflected the ambiguous luster under the candlelight. Qin Chuan’s eyes turned around, looking at his hair for a while, looking at his toes for a while, and then looking at the window sill after a while, but fled timidly without looking at his eyes.
“Little Chef Mother,” he called her, with a gentle tone and a strong voice, “I am loyal to my beloved woman and will never die-so, don’t let her taste off next time when you cook, obedient . “
The last rays of the setting sun gradually disappeared from the zenith of the ink blue, it was dark, and the little cook who had slept all day should also get up. Fu Jiuyun packed up the rice paper scattered on a table and glanced at the window facing the door. She was already lit, and the dim black shadow was reflected on the window, and she was extremely lazy.
He walked over and was about to push the window, but the wooden window had been opened from the inside. Qin Chuan was lying on the window sill to see him. The ridiculous and round fake face somehow was torn, revealing the pearl-like beauty hidden underneath. The color is very delicate, and the cheeks are still sleepy, surrounded by the soft and long hair scattered, and it looks like a tender and tender.
“I’m hungry, but I don’t want to move, Mr. Qi is so capable, to make some food?” Her tone seemed to be coquettish, and after a sleep, she finally relieved herself. The previous anxiety was completely empty, and she simply let out Too.
Fu Jiuyun walked past with a smile and looked at her up and down. She hadn’t seen it in a few months. She was no longer as thin as the wind that had blown before, and the whole person was richer. If the slenderness and tenderness of the previous kind, then now it is like a blooming flower, glamorous.
He asked softly, “Also, what do you like to eat?”
She broke her fingers like several family treasures: “Big noodles, braised pork, lion’s head, pork rib winter melon soup … as long as there is meat, I will not pick it.”
He smiled and teased: “No wonder he is so fat, how many pigs have he eaten in these months?”
Qin Chuan’s mouth began to twitch again, and he laughed: “You are not bad, you are not fat or thin, you are still so coquettish and bright, people love it.”
Fu Jiuyun was about to speak, and suddenly he heard the mooing of a veteran cow above his head. The tiger that had been sleeping in the shadow leapt up, anxious to show its loyalty to protect the “lord”. Of a bullock grin. Obviously, the “master” is now replaced.
Taking advantage of Fu Jiuyun’s approach to the bullock cart, Qin Chuan tried to save his face as the “former” master, and touched the head of the tiger happily. He said softly, “Good tiger, following him has no result. He is not a good thing.”
The tiger squirted its nose disdainfully, paws on the ground for a long time, and wrote a crooked “meat”.
——Follow Fu Jiuyun, eat meat!
Fanguang egg Qin Chuan had to tearfully watch her own spirit beast fart fart followed behind Fu Jiuyun, glared at the suddenly appeared bullock cart roar, its flattering kung fu, it made her ashamed.
There is no sign on the bullock cart. There is a sign hung on the neck of the old bull in the cart. The word “Fu Jiuyun, you roll to accompany the old man to drink” is written.
Fu Jiuyun smiled, took out a wine gourd from his sleeve, and fed the old cow for half of his drink. It immediately shook his head with joy, and a bright red fire flared under his four hooves, but he surprised the tiger. It had just been thinking about this. Can a cow eat it?
“Delicious door-to-door, clean up, let’s go with my husband.” He flicked the sign and blinked at Qin Chuan.
It wasn’t until he got on the oxcart that he took off and flew straight to the south, Qin Chuan remembered that this kind of thing also happened in Shantou Mountain. He was picked up from the carriage by the sky at midnight and he wasn’t drunk until the next morning come back.
“Or the old acquaintance who often asked you to drink?” She asked.
Fu Jiuyun opened the corner of the curtain, looking at the starry night sky, and said with a smile: “Meishan Jun is the most greedy cup, and he has a long history of winning and losing. If you ask him to do something, it is useless to send gold and silver beauties, just win him on the amount of wine. Once, there is a response. “
Looking at the bull-flying posture flying by the wind, Meishan Jun must be an immortal. The immortal has never been involved in common affairs. What can this Meishan Jun do? Was a mortal begging down the mountain to drive out ghosts and pray for blessings?
