Go west to the Shuai Mansion and turn right to the third street, and then you will be Sifangzhai, which is a hot stove shop.

Chen Yao walked all the way.

He was a very outstanding person. He was even darker before the New Year. He came once in the snow. The shop really had a lot of impression on him.

He finally made his turn to line up to save it.

"Captain, come and buy snacks again? Do you know which one your sweetheart likes this time?"

Chen wanted to pursed his lips and slowly shook his head.

"I don't know. She may not tell me the truth."

After saying that, he sighed faintly again.

"But I don't blame her. I deserve it, I lie first."

The store was a little hesitant, and for a moment, he didn't know how to persuade him.

So he just smiled and said, "Chief, a soldier eats grains and grains, and has seven emotions and six desires. Who has never lie! If you feel sorry for it, just find an opportunity to confess to that girl!"

Chen Yao lowered his eyes and said, "If she knew that I had lie to her, she would hate me."

The shop owner said, "Every girl is all about the same temper. She will get over after a quarrel! At worst, you can buy more pastries from my house and take them with you, sincerely and take them to her and apologize for her. If you don't try again, she will always forgive you! A woman's heart is soft, and the harder the mouth is, the softer the heart is!"

Chen Yao finished listening, so he silently took the snacks he had made, found change, and then turned around and left.

After the New Year, the red lanterns waving on the streets took off their color, and after the rain and snow, they slid softly like dead cats.

That was the lights of thousands of families. Even though they were full of holes, they were not the only ones they had.

There was a young child on the road ahead and called out: "Sell cigarettes! Sell cigarettes!"

The young boy was carrying a wooden box, and the crackling sounded loudly.

As the road passed by, the young child caught up.

"Captain! Do you buy cigarettes? It's very cheap!"

He started selling it very actively, and opened the wooden box again, but saw that the goods were very different, only foreign brands were left.

"Captain, if I can't sell it, my father will beat me to death! You can do it, even if you buy a pack! I'll give you a match!"

Chen Yao glanced at him and asked, "Only foreign smoke?"

The young boy nodded: "The war is about to go, and no one is willing to buy foreign goods. I can't sell this box of foreign cigarettes, and I will die - either be beaten to death by my father, starve to death because I had no money, or be bombed by war."

At a young age, he is already an expert in selling bleak lives.

Chen Yao so he took a pack of cigarettes casually, "Old Knife Card", and the packaging was painted with colorful British pirates, burning, killing, looting and robbing with great power.

He threw the change to the young child again.

The young boy hurriedly entangled him as soon as he saw it.

"Captain, you are fine. Can you buy a few more packs, and a few more packs! I'll sell them to you at a cheap price! You buy them all!"

Chen Yao threw him away without saying a word and walked very quickly.

The young boy couldn't catch up with him, so he landed in place, and suddenly shouted from afar: "Bao Sanqiu Ba! If you can't afford it, you can't afford it. Why are you pretending to be a gentleman! I fuck you, you're still crooked at such a critical moment. If you buy foreign cigarettes, you're a traitor and a lackey! When the coach Xiao from our Yue'an City kills you!"

Chen Yao finished listening and stopped immediately.

He looked back quietly, and against the light, half of his face was a shadow.

"Tong Yan Wuji is good, but it's easy to die."

He smiled coldly.

When Chen was about to go back to Xiaobai Building, Xiao Ziyao's window was still dark.

He was a little scared and didn't dare to approach, so he had to stand in the garden.

He put his hands in his arms and suddenly touched the cigarette box, rubbed it a few more times, finally took it out, took it apart, pursed his lips, and took a cigarette, and kissed it like a bite.

The matches sent by the young boy were a little rejuvenated, and they couldn't be lit back and forth, with only the smell of mushy left at the tip of his nose. Finally, the spark shone brightly, warming him slightly for a moment.

He took a sip, and the cigarette was revived, and it was so choking.

Shen wanted to grit his teeth, but he only held his cough back into his mouth.

He is best at keeping silent.

The ashes were burning silently, like a dead line, and he became a little dazed.

Unexpectedly, someone suddenly called him.

"Idiot, what are you doing!"

Chen Yao was shocked, but before the cigarette butt could be wiped out, Xiao Ziyao rushed over.

However, she had never worn a cloak, and was wearing a thin soft shirt, holding the cold wind.

"I saw you by the window, but you haven't entered the house for a long time just to smoke here!"

She was annoyed and glared at him fiercely.

"You can smoke, why didn't you tell me before?"

Chen Yao asked back and said, "Did I tell Miss Liu earlier that you would drive me away earlier?"

He was a little unreasonable.

The ashes burned again, and a little fire that had not yet calmed down was broken.

The burning ashes fell on his leather jacket. In just a moment, a wound like a tear-like mole was burned out, and a wisp of smoke scattered like a soul.

Xiao Ziyao was stunned and immediately grabbed the remaining cigarette butts.

"Chen Yao, what do you think you're ruining?"

Chen Yao was silent, and finally said vaguely: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it..."

Xiao Ziyao was furious and shouted in a low voice: "I'm not talking about this leather jacket! I'm talking about my intentions! How many times do you have to waste it is enough!"

The cigarette butt is about to burn out.

She lowered her head and took a deep breath as he was swallowing clouds and mist.

Suddenly, the internal organs burned and the lungs caught fire. She kept coughing, but she kept holding back her tears.

Chen wants to hurry to caress her back.

"Miss Six, it's all my fault. It's okay for you to beat me and scold me, but don't torture yourself."

Xiao Ziyao shook him away.

"Stop pretending here."

As she said, she stepped back, fearing that she would not be able to avoid him.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time! You've come back so late, and you've still got something hidden from me..."

Chen must have been silent all of a sudden.

He was simply worried about gains and losses, and suddenly he was afraid of death.

"...Xiao Ziyao, are you going to drive me away?"

"Aren't you looking forward to me driving you away soon?"

Xiao Ziyao looked at him coldly, and threw him down with just a whisper.

Chen Yao felt his heart tightening, his mind buzzed, and his eyes turned black, and he rushed forward regardless of the consequences.

He grabbed Xiao Ziyao and turned her face. He was very heavy.

But every time Xiao Ziyao goes to touch his face, it is obviously very light.

She felt pain and exclaimed.

Shen Yao kissed himself fiercely.

The revived, exhaust-gas-like smell of smoke never dissipated for a long time. The desire ignites on the lips and spreads again, involving flesh and blood. Pain and happiness are tangled up, and it is out of control.

Then, Xiao Ziyao grabbed his clothes.
Chapter completed!