"Damn it, little raccoon dog. You always run around when nothing happens. You almost overturned the rice pudding porridge that I finally cooked! The lady has been suffering from asthma again recently and has no appetite at all. If I give you her favorite rice pudding porridge,

If you overturn it, let’s see if I don’t pluck out your fur and stew you for drinking!” The girl said

He raised his lips in a coquettish manner and tugged at Little Li's gray beard. Little Li rolled his round black eyes and meowed a few times, looking like "Young lady can't bear to stew me."

", looking at the girl with a look of protest. From time to time, a person and a cat wandered towards Xuanyunting.

The gentle spring breeze leisurely blew through the peach blossom trees, and the pink petals dyed this season of lovesickness. The tender green grass lazily absorbed the essence of heaven and earth, slumped to one side, and the swarms of honey-gathering bees buzzed and tangled.

In peach

In the flower forest, another new year has begun. A few birds rested leisurely on the rockery in the pond, and from time to time they made a few crisp chirps, matching the dreamlike sound of the piano coming from the pavilion.

, composes the sound of nature.

The little golden carp in the pond also jumped out of the water from time to time, bubbling gurglingly, and seemed to be overwhelmed by the holy, elegant and spotless fragrance in the pavilion. It filled the water and was speechless.

Being able to hear this beautiful and melodious sound of the piano every day, what's wrong with being a fish in the water! The rustling spring breeze slowly passed by, lifting the green gauze tent and brushing the girl's cloud-like hair.

The girl in the pavilion lowered her head and played with her slender fingers back and forth on the Yao Qin. The white catkins hung down slowly along her slender willow waist, adding to her gracefulness and refinement. Her beauty was like the holy white clouds in the sky.

, elegant and ethereal, compared with the bright peach blossoms on the tree, it has lost a lot of color. The graceful and slender figure is like a fairy descending from the nine heavens, plain, elegant and noble.

The melodious sound of the piano stopped, and the girl slowly exhaled. Looking at the colorful butterflies flying around her, she smiled happily. Several butterflies flew towards her gracefully and landed on her shoulders, as if

What do you want to talk about? "Meow"

With a sound, a small white fluffy civet cat jumped up on the girl's shoulder, danced its paws, and drove away the white butterflies that were resting on the girl's shoulders. It said "No one but me can touch my master."
Chapter completed!