V1.C506 (1/2)

After two hours of tossing, Xuancai took a light colored robe in the hands of the little maid, and put it on her body, looking energetic.

”Well.” Whirlpool water door holds chin, blinked her beautiful eyes, ”this one, looks good.”

Xuanchang breathed a sigh of relief, and the whole person seemed to have collapsed. He was more tired than the battle between the thousand hands.

Then, Shuihu and the little maid also changed their clothes, glowing, more beautiful than usual.

The little maid took out the prepared articles and white paper and other things, and began the fixed arrangement during the Spring Festival, offering sacrifices to gods, sweeping the courtyard, and expelling evil spirits, which she was very skilled in completing.

Whirlpool water farmers also help, they are all the world's indigenous people, for the new year's customs are natural in the heart.

Xuan sat in the hall with the sliding doors on both sides open. Watching the two busy and boring yawns, he found that he had become the most idle one again.

On the last day of the year, there are always busy things. When the little maid and the water farmer go through the basic matters, it is already sunset. The winter sun seems to be unable to bear this cold weather, and always hides very fast.

The little maid prepared a large number of ingredients, and kept busy in the kitchen. The aroma of the food floated with the cold wind, touching the greedy insects in the stomach.

Shuihu and Xuan sit opposite each other, looking at the increasingly dark outside the door, there is a faint sound of firecrackers in the distance.

”It's going to be dinner soon, the last meal of the year.” Whirlpool water user smiles, green onion jade like fingers around the edge of the tea cup gently draw a circle.

”Well?” Xuan turned his head and looked at her, asking questions in his eyes.

”It's customary to watch the night tonight. The whole family is together, but we seem to be short of one person.” The smile on Shuihu's face does not change.

Xuan slightly a Leng, silent for a moment, the brain emerged a cold as the moon figure.

Whirlpool water user also does not urge, just looks at him with a smile.

After half a ring, Xuan slightly sighed, got up and said, ”I'll call her back.”

”Well, we'll wait for you at home.” Whirlpool water door motionless way, ”come back early, Xiaoying is about to make a meal.”

Out of the house, Xuan looked up. The sun was about to disappear below the horizon. The light gradually faded from the world. The street was very cold. At this time, people were waiting at home for the new year's Eve dinner. After dinner, the village would quickly become lively.

Walking toward the temple of yuzhibo, xuannao has been thinking about what reason to let RI yuzao go home with him.

For the feelings of the day yuzao, he is also entangled, at the beginning, he has a kind of resentment towards her feelings.

I didn't offend her, but I repeatedly surrounded and killed myself. Especially in my childhood, I was injured a few times.

Therefore, Xuancai had to wipe out the sun.

However, at the moment when he destroyed the land of the Japanese people, most of the hatred in Xuan's heart had dissipated. In the face of RI yuzao, he was more of a complex emotion, even he could not tell clearly.

But people are always like this, especially men, may not remember those girls who are obedient to you, but will definitely remember the one that hurt you the most.

Sun yuzao is undoubtedly the one who hurt Xuan the most. In her childhood, she left a strong mark in Xuan's heart, which she could not wash away for many years.