He shook his head helplessly: "If you are sleepy, just lie down."

Guo Yixue replied firmly: "No, no sleepiness."

...

Time passed by bit by bit.

The candlelight on the table was flashing and dark. Guo Yixue lowered her head, looked at Yun Qingmin, who was gently curled up and had a smile on her face. Her upper and lower eyelids slowly approached and approached.

Well... I'll just squint... I'll just...

Guo Yixue lowered her head, feeling like she was sleeping secretly in modern class, her head bit by bit, and she suddenly opened her eyes from time to time, then immediately closed and continued to doze.

Yun Qingmin's smile became bigger and bigger, and she looked at her half-awake and half-sleeping, and her heart was warm.

Stupid Liangzi.

With a light movement, Yun Qingmin slowly came out of the wooden barrel, reached out and pulled the dry cloth, carefully wiped the water droplets on it, and then gently woke her up: "Ryongzi...Ryongzi..."

"Um..." Guo Yixue opened her eyes and looked at him for a while: "Dayun..."

There was a strong sleepiness in the voice.

He chuckled and lie down, pulled up the quilt to cover her, then kissed the corner of her eyes: "Ryongzi, go to bed."

"Um... OK..." She responded, closed her eyes, but after a while, she fell asleep again. She had to massage his calf, and she had long forgotten that she had been thousands of miles away.

Looking at her quiet sleeping face, Yun Qingmin lowered her head again, and her lips were printed on her lips, and she slowly licked it for a while before leaving: "Bao Liangzi."

**

The next day.

When Guo Yixue woke up, it was already the hour.

When Yun Qingmin saw her awake, she leaned over and rubbed her rosy cheeks because she had just woken up: "Ryoko."

"Dayun." Guo Yixue looked at him, squinted her eyes and smiled. Suddenly, she remembered in her mind that she seemed to have fallen asleep last night, and she felt a little annoyed.

Oh, why are you still asleep!

Really...no perseverance!

Yun Qingmin reached out, pulled away her hand covering her face, and kissed her lips: "Get up, it's getting up now."

"Ah? How late?" She was shocked, got up, and looked out the window.

What a big sun.

"You can have lunch in a while." He pinched her cheek and said with a smile.

She frowned: "Why didn't you wake me up earlier..."

Yun Qingmin looked at her innocently and blinked: "I only woke up until now." In fact, I had only woken up for three hours, but seeing that she was sleeping well, I couldn't bear to wake her up, so I was just in the process of

Watching her in bed until she wakes up.

"Hey, really... Yiran must think we are lazy..." She put on her coat, combed her long hair, and muttered.

After Yun Qingmin tidied up her clothes, she walked over, took the wooden comb in her hand, and helped her tie her long hair: "Should they think."

"Is there anyone who is like a prince like this..."

**

The two of them left the room and looked downstairs. The tables were almost full.

Wen Beiyao saw the two of them going downstairs with sharp eyes, stood up, waved the white fan in his hand: "Here, here."

When Yun Qingmin saw it, she hugged Guo Yixue and walked over and sat down.

Guo Yixue looked at Yiran with a smile on her face and smiled embarrassedly: "I've overslept."

"I just woke up shortly afterwards." Yiran also smiled.

Wen Beiyao called the waiter and ordered lunch.

Only then did Guo Yixue realize that the inn was very quiet, with only occasional low conversations, and a piece of land was vacant in the middle of the inn.

A man over fifty years old slowly came down the stairs, holding a fan in his hand, clapped his hands one by one, and walked to the open space in the center of the inn.

He compiled the people around him and then said, "Today, I will talk to all the people. Everyone knows Li's family - Li Dachao... Speaking of which, Li Dachao is the person

, The most wrong thing in your life is to marry..."

It turned out to be a storyteller.

Guo Yixue leaned against her body, looked at the storyteller curiously, supported her chin with one hand, and listened attentively.

The same dishes were slowly served on the table. Yun Qingmin held the bowl, picked up the chopsticks, picked up the dishes, and handed them to Guo Yixue who was concentrating on the mouth of the storytelling storytellers, saying, "Ryoko...ah...open her mouth...

…”

Guo Yixue opened her mouth as she spoke, ate the dishes with her chopsticks, and looked at the storyteller with her eyes, very interested.

Yun Qingmin didn't say anything, feeding her bite to the meal, occasionally reaching out to hold a small handkerchief, wiping the corners of her mouth, and her black eyes were full of doting.

Yiran also heard it very enthusiastically, but what is better than Guo Yixue is that she has a bowl of rice in her hand and eats a bite from time to time.

Wen Beiyao had the dishes in his arms and wanted to feed her directly, but knew that she definitely didn't want them, so he had to put them in her bowl and said, "Don't just focus on eating, eat some food."

"Hmm." She responded and finished the dishes in the bowl.

What they didn't know was that some women looked at their table with their heads down, whispering in a low voice.

"Look... I'm feeding that woman again..."

"Oh my husband has never treated me like this..."

"That's right, no one knows where I went when I was pregnant!"

"So too, my husband, look at him, alas... what a good husband..."

...

Guo Yixue swallowed the food in her mouth, turned around, and frowned at Yun Qingmin: "I'm full, don't feed me anymore, otherwise I'll hold on."

"Well, okay." Yun Qingmin reached out and wiped the corners of her mouth with a small handkerchief, then brought warm water to her mouth: "Drink some water."

“Um…”

The sun is scorching, and the sun is dazzling at noon.

The storyteller took a sip of tea and continued to speak loudly.

The food on the table has been removed and replaced with a few small dishes of pastries, peanuts and other foods.

Guo Yixue was still listening with relish. Suddenly, a woman led a child into the inn and found a table and sat down.

In fact, women and children are very ordinary. What attracts her attention is the candied haws in the child's hands.

Guo Yixue looked at it for a while and swallowed silently.

I haven't eaten candied haws for a long time... I'm a little tempted to eat them...

But this story is at its climax now...

She was struggling to buy it, but she still didn't buy it, and her eyebrows slowly frowned.

Yun Qingmin followed her entangled gaze, curled her lips and smiled: "Ryoko, do you want to eat candied haws?"

Guo Yixue's eyes lit up, she looked back at him and nodded vigorously: "I want to!"

"Then I'll buy it, you're waiting here." He pinched her nose and said with a smile.

"Okay, be careful!" She smiled brightly, watched him leave the inn before turning her eyes to the storyteller.

Well, I have something to eat, and I can continue to listen to the story.

Seeing this, Yiran was a little greedy. She turned her head, looked at Wen Beiyao, and whispered: "I also want to eat candied haws."

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