Quick Wear: The Host is a Fox

Seeing that he was silent, Bai Zhen pushed the bamboo basket towards him, "I have taught you how to make peach blossom stuffing, so let's do it."

Yuan Li: ...I knew that I was bullying him.

"You wipe the sweat for me, and I'll go." The young man leaned towards her, and almost the entire upper body of Bai Zhen was covered in his shadow.

Because of the close distance, she could see his small fan-like eyelashes as soon as she opened her eyes, hanging down neatly, a touch of powder floating on the flawless skin like fine porcelain, and a thin layer of sweat on her forehead.

Bai Zhen couldn't help sighing in the bottom of her heart: This kid, he was too beautiful when he was a child, but when he grew up, he was really a monster...

The boy waited for a few seconds to see that she didn't respond, and the curled eyelashes trembled. Only then did Bai Zhen come back to his senses.

Yuan Li:  …

He pursed his lips lightly, "You've changed."

"what?"

"You haven't been nice to me before."

"Why am I being bad to you?"

"You never disliked me before, you still like to hold me, always smile at me, and we can still sleep together.

Good now.

Not only do they dislike me, but I do all the dirty work.

Not even hugging, let alone sleeping together. "

The young man was obviously handsome and flirtatious, but at this moment he was selling his cuteness, and there was actually a little more pitiful.

Bai Zhen stretched out his hand to push his head away and sat up. "Let me tell you, you're not as cute as you were when you were a kid, so cuteness doesn't work anymore! Go and brew!"

The young man lowered his eyes with a look of despair, and obediently picked up the bamboo basket and left.

Bai Zhen got rid of the sticky spirit, and after a while of free time, she took a comfortable nap.

It didn't take long before she felt that the light in front of her seemed to be blocked by something, and when she opened her eyes, she saw the enlarged face of the young man.

"You...why are you here again?" Bai Zhen sighed.

A touch of mint-flavored softness suddenly fell on her lips. Taking advantage of her dazed effort, the young man smiled contentedly and ran away, "I've got the benefits, and I can continue to work again!"

"You stinky boy, come back to me!" Bai Zhen scolded with a smile on her hips.

When the figure was far away, her fingertips touched the flap of her lips, and there seemed to be still a youthful and refreshing breath there, which made people... unforgettable.

And at the same time.

The boy was leaning against a peach tree, his ears were reddish, and he did the same.

It seems to be softer than expected - soft and fragrant...

It would be even better if we could taste it more carefully...

The boy's eyes darkened a bit, then he raised the corners of his lips as if thinking of something, and smiled.

The spring breeze blows, blowing the petals of the whole peach forest rustling.

The girl lay under the tree, her white clothes spread out, staring at the treetops in a daze.

The boy leaned against the tree trunk, his long gown flew over, and he lowered his head and smiled softly.

Ten years ago, the peach trees they planted with their own hands have grown into forests with luxuriant branches.

I just hope that after ten years, the peach blossoms will still be there, and the beautiful women will still be with you.

The young man sealed the wine jar and buried it under the tree.

For some reason, he always felt that this scene was very familiar.

It seems that a long time ago, he also buried a jar of wine for someone in a peach forest.

Yuan Li smiled, a little confused between dreams and reality.

He had read in books that when a girl was born, her family would bury a jar of peach blossom stuffing in the yard.

When she gets married, she will take out this wine and use it as a wine for the wedding candles.

It is said that if you drink this wine, your lover will be able to live for a long time and grow old together.

He is not a woman.

However, the purpose is the same.

Bury a jar of peach blossom stuffing for her.

Since then, the ends of the earth will always be with you.