Thousand Autumns

Xiaofanwaier

[Xiaofanwaiyi]

In the evening, it was snowy and dark.

Passers-by rushed to the teapots on the side of the road to avoid them, and they wished to shrink inward to avoid skin contact with the biting cold wind.

Only one person was still sitting on the side of the road, calm and comfortable.

Boss Cha Yan walked over and persuaded him: "This Langjun, wind and snow, still avoid it!"

The man shook his head and sighed, "I'm afraid he's here, but I can't see me."

The boss wondered: "Who?"

The man glanced at him: "My sweetheart."

It turned out to be an infatuated species. No wonder the hair under the hood is all white. Dare to miss the wife?

The boss suddenly felt sympathetic, and glanced at the corner of his eyes, and found that the tea cup held by the other party in the snow was still scorching hot.

The boss froze for a moment, but it was impossible to tell whether the water in the cup was freezing cold and smoking, or the temperature was still there.

If the latter ...

He couldn't help but glance at each other again.

The side under the hood was unexpectedly handsome, not as old as previously thought.

Without waiting for the boss to respond, another official speed came from the official road, from far to near.

The horse stopped by the tea cup, and the knight opened his hood and came over.

Is a Taoist.

Is still a fairy wind, clear Taoist priest.

It seems that Lang Jun is about to be disappointed, the boss thought.

Who knew that the man laughed, very happy, and found a little altar wine from his arms and beckoned to the Taoist.

"Come on, Grandma, I'm just warming with this body. Take a sip to chill!"

boss:"……"