It is a leisure work. It is updated steadily, but the number of words is not many. It is recommended to fatten up before killing.
Wedge
By the Taihu Lake, the sky is blue, and occasionally a few small stamens can be seen, like young girls with blushing cheeks. The breeze blows over a small boat parked on the shore. A man in white is leaning against the window, leaning on the railing and looking into the distance. He is calm and distant, and seems to be integrated with the paintings on Taihu Lake.
A girl in a pink shirt swayed out, wearing two small braids that were neither long nor short, and her pretty face was stained with anger.
"Asshole, I haven't seen you for a while, I'm here to take a break, go and make lunch quickly, you hear me!" He walked up to the man in a few steps, and with a twist of his slender wrist, he climbed onto the man's collar, opened and closed his cherry mouth, and dragged him towards the inside of the boat.
The man's face froze for a moment. After he recovered, he apologized again and again: "Sister Yilin, let go, let go. What you are doing is not as graceful as a girl's. Good girl, look at the other side and there is someone else there. Give me some face!"
"Face? What does your face have to do with me? You're going to cook my rice today, and don't even think about getting into my bed tonight!" The woman stared, loosened her grip, turned around and walked inside.
The man's face was no longer calm as before, and a cunning look overflowed on his face. He hurriedly caught up, and could be heard vaguely outside the boat - "Why is it none of your business? Madam, my good wife from the Tian family, where will I sleep if I don't sleep in your bed at night? How about punishing me not to go up in the middle of the night? What a good girl!"
I don't know if my friends have noticed that the man on the boat is Tian Boguang, the thief who traveled thousands of miles to pick flowers alone, and the pretty girl is the former Hengshan Yilin Xiaoni. If you have free time, you can listen to me tell the story of their past.