Chapter 475 The feelings of a girl are also poems
On the other side, Shi Yin, wearing a spring long skirt, was walking towards home with a relaxed and happy mood.
In addition to carrying the gifts prepared for her father and mother, she also took a pack of gifts from her grandmother’s house at the door of Maeda Koda. It was a small box of local eggs.
Shiyin originally refused, but she couldn't resist the old man's kindness, so she accepted it after thinking about it.
After using these eggs to bake them into small cakes and cookies, bring some to that grandma.
As she thought so, she gently pressed the doorbell of her home.
"Who?"
"I'm back."
“Just come back.”
Shiyin's mother opened the door and saw that it was her. She couldn't help but sigh of relief: "Xiaoyin, I still bring gifts when I come back, no Biya."
Shiyin's father was sitting in the courtyard smoking a cigarette. When he heard the sound, he coughed and said seriously: "My daughter is old, so it's normal for her to have some thoughts."
"Old and old-fashioned, I don't know how to care about my daughter."
Shiyin's mother scolded him a few words, then pulled Shiyin and asked with concern: "Where is Xiao An, didn't he come with you?"
"Mom, what are you talking about?"
Shiyin couldn't speak anymore and ran into the room with a blushing face.
Compared to her father, she probably has no way to deal with her mother.
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Think about the green mountains and clear waters in my memory. Jiangnan likes bluestone roads. Susu stands lightly in the fields, and occasionally a raindrop drips on the tiles, which will bring a gray tenderness.
Andaoyuan sat in front of the window and for some reason suddenly felt a little sore in his nose.
But he didn't even say he had a sneeze.
Beiluo 23 sat on the sofa in the study. Seeing his subtle movement, the traces of data scanning flashed in his eyes, and then said seriously: "Drink more hot water."
"Thank you for your kindness."
Andaoyuan had an ambiguous understanding of this sentence, but he knew that Beiluo twenty-three most likely only saw this word on the Internet.
In spring afternoons, people feel like they want to take a nap. In fact, apart from napping, it is also a rare and wonderful time to go to the school library to find a sunny seat to read in the spring afternoons.
It’s a pity that he couldn’t enter the library of the University of Tokyo, which dispelled the idea of not knowing where it came from.
The silver-haired girl found her often sitting position in the living room, then held the soft mat and began to chase the drama that she had not finished watching because she came out.
Upstairs was Ota Hime who had pulled the curtains and started to take a rest.
Her daily routine belongs to the category of "cultivating immortals". She has been getting up so early these two days, which is already a "date of day and night".
Andaoyuan opened Hyacinth’s account, which recorded the newly added pages of the trip.
Oak hotel with skylights open to look up at the stars.
In the small town of Greven Mahri, a choir with clear singing voices, and a mechanical shop with clicking sounds.
The bounty hunter bar shaking the aroma of ale and the drunken crowds, and loud conversations that seemed to never stop there.
There are old hunters who are patrolling the forest with the sound of horse hooves, and cultists riding on the moonlight, the boundary between cities and cities, and the kingdom.
There are also messengers who play the sound of flutes, bards who play the organ and the baroque style.
There are knights and nobles, as well as old researchers living in the winter forests in the northern region.
Andaoyuan looked at the story recorded in the account and recalled everything he had experienced. He was inexplicably satisfied and followed the things mentioned in the previous contract. Regarding sharing:
"Bei Luo Twenty-three, do you want to know what I and Xue had experienced in Nordic Europe before meeting you?"
"Will it be beneficial for me to understand this civilization?"
"Maybe there, maybe not, after all, this is just my personal feeling."
"I want to hear it."
"Then these things have to start with the snow sneaking into my backpack..."
Andaoyuan looked at the shining sunshine imprinted on the pages. At this time, the air in the north in spring was cool, the afternoon sun was clear, and the buds were crisp green. Occasionally, two faint pinks flew in, even if the wind was riding on the wind, this quaint but vibrant edge of the house was embellished.
The cherry blossoms in Japan came from the Tang Dynasty, like crabapples replaced by peonies, which were not gorgeous, but also did not apply pink.
The cherry blossoms are already blooming not far away, maybe it is still a bit early. It is less than March and April to watch, but when I see this scene, I always forget when it is.
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Just as Hyacinth stayed in this rare rest time, Andaoyuan took advantage of this gentle afternoon to tell the story of the winter with Beiluoshimen.
And in the Ecuadorian city on the other side of the equator of the earth.
There were constant sounds of things being broken and people shouting and scolding in the block:
"Bob, you bald grandson, you dare to steal my goods?"
"Damn it." A fat man panting commanded the man in black beside him and chased him: "Catch him and I'll double the price."
The flexible bald bearded man who kept climbing over the decoration in front was not nervous about running away at all. He held a big jar and dodged the beam gun in the hands of the man in black, while making a "international customary gesture":
"Just that little effort, I didn't eat. You group of secret service should take a break as soon as possible. Also, Hawaii is more suitable for you to gain weight than here."
"It's finally here." After a while, he felt the reflection on his head change, so he threw the big jar in his hand upwards.
Then he pulled the hook lock behind Robert Sanwu27 and flew out directly.
More than a dozen aurora beams behind him all shot onto the defensive light screen beside Robert.
Bob didn't care about the pursuers behind him. In his words, he escaped some pursuits. This was called a must-have course for the Raiders of the Lost Ark. The bald beard patted the jar in his hand, and then looked at the faint circular patterns on it, and said proudly:
"Hehe, good partner. With this baby, we can go to the intelligence dealer next."
Chapter completed!