The night is getting darker, and the crescent moon in the sky is getting brighter and brighter.
Under the same sky, there are people who are admiring the moon, awakening their artistic cells, and creating masterpieces that will be handed down from generation to generation. Li Bai is such a person. His phrase "raise a glass to invite the bright moon" is an eternal song. But not everyone is Li Bai. Some people like to watch the moon under the moon.
Let’s make moon cakes and eat them to admire the moon.
Luoyang belongs to the latter.
He has already started making mooncakes.
He mixed a ball of noodles, but when he felt it was not enough, he added another ball.
He was going to make a meat-filled mooncake.
Baili Jianjia looked at her man with affection. Men who could make mooncakes were rare.
"Brother, can't you be gentler? Dough also has life and feeling."
Luoyang smiled, said nothing, and rolled the dough with a rolling pin.
Baili Jianjia frowned slightly, she felt that what she said was of no use at all, but her eyes were still full of love.
Luoyang worked hard to roll the dough, and the rolling pin played tricks in his hands, and every movement was as smooth and natural as silk.
No matter what it is, if you achieve it to the extreme, you will be a master. In ancient times, there was a cook cooking cattle, and now there is Luoyang making noodles. They are different things, but the principle is the same.
Baili Jianjia had a smile on her face. Watching Luoyang make mooncakes was really a pleasure. Her whole body and mind were relaxed, just like a fish entering the sea, and like a spring breeze blowing peach blossoms.
A mooncake is freshly baked and steaming hot.
Luoyang broke it open, and a smell came out, refreshing. The meat filling in the moon cake was so fat and oily, it made me greedy just looking at it.
The two of them looked at the crescent moon outside the window, you leaning on me and I leaning on you, eating mooncakes and talking heart-warming love words.
In the room downstairs, Black Armed Butterfly pulled out a pistol from under his pillow, pulled the bolt and pointed it at the ceiling above his head.
The incandescent light bulb was swaying like a DJ shouting.
You two Batties, Portuguese tarts are stained with sweat, shake it up, get high, move it and hit it every time!
People are already stunned.
Xuan Taimei looked at the black-armed butterfly with expectant eyes.
However, Black Armed Butterfly put away the gun again.
"I thought you were going to shoot." Xuan Taimei was a little disappointed, but she didn't think it was a big deal to watch the fun.
Black Brachial Butterfly said angrily: "I'll lend you my gun, and you shoot that shameless couple."
Xuan Taimei shook her head: "I don't mind, why should I shoot? Besides, I have a gun myself."
"I forgive you for not daring." There was a hint of contempt in Black Brachial Butterfly's words.
Xuan Taimei smiled: "Big-breasted brother, although I have little education and am young, I am not stupid. Your level of provocation is too low."
"I'll kill you!" Black-armed Butterfly suddenly pounced over, pressed down on Xuan Taimei, and reached out to scratch her.
Not to be outdone, Xuan Taimei put her hand into Black Brachial Butterfly's clothes and scratched it.
Two women got into a fight.
The incandescent lights on the ceiling no longer flicker.
Xuan Taimei suddenly stretched out her hand from the quilt and raised it to her eyes to see.
This is a discriminatory gesture towards Korean stickmen.
The light shines on the fingertips.
Xuan Taimei was stunned for a moment, with a strange expression on her face: "Big-breasted brother, I'll go..."
The black-armed butterfly swooped over and grabbed Xuan Taimei's neck.
This feud was truly forged.
Gu Gu.
There was a notification sound on the phone indicating that a new message had been received on WeChat.
Hei Hudie and Xuan Taimei ended their fight because their mobile phones both sounded notifications of new messages.
The two women each took their mobile phones to read the messages.
When this happens, it is usually a message in the "Food Sharing Group" of Xuanwu Bureau.
Really, that was the message Xia Chen sent in the group.
Shadow: The Mohammadi family went out and drove west. This situation is a bit strange. I will follow them to take a look.
Luoyang: Brother Xia, give me a seat and I’ll come and take a look. In the morning at Mohammadi’s house, after I left, their family talked a lot with Salman Husseini. I don’t know what they were talking about.
What, but they must be discussing something.
Shadow: I’m sharing my location in the group, you can follow me.
Luoyang:Okay, pay attention to safety.
Black Brachial Butterfly climbed up from the bed: "Let's follow and have a look."
Xuan Taimei had a very wronged face: "Can I not go?"
Black Brachial Butterfly lifted the quilt and said: "You lazy idiot, finish the task and go back early."
Xuan Taimei pursed her lips: "I think you want to be with Uncle Luo, right?"
"Nonsense, I'm doing this for a mission, do you believe I'll report you when I go back?" Black Brachial Butterfly threatened.
"Tch, then you can go by yourself, I'll sleep in my bed." Xuan Taimei simply pulled the quilt over and covered her head.
Black Brachial Butterfly simply put his hand into the quilt.
Three seconds later, Xuan Taimei lifted the quilt herself and stared at the black butterfly with her big dark eyes.
The Black Brachial Butterfly also held two fingers up to the light.
This is also a gesture of discrimination against Korean stickmen.
There is sweat on the fingers under the light.
There was a strange expression on the face of the black brachial butterfly: "I'll go!"
"Okay, okay, can't I go with you?" Xuan Taimei said.
Black-armed Butterfly also looked at Xuan Taimei: "Taimei, you..."
Xuan Taimei stared: "Are you still going?"
"Go." Black Brachial Butterfly poked those two fingers on the quilt.
The two women packed up and went out, and Luoyang and Baili Jianjia just came down from upstairs.
"Are you two going too?" Luoyang said straight to the point.
Black-armed Butterfly said: "I suspect that the Mohammadi family is going to the Shadow Chaser headquarters. He is in danger alone and needs to be taken care of. Of course we will go."
Xuan Taimei nodded: "Yes."
Although they were speaking serious words, the two women were observing Luoyang and Baili Jianjia openly and covertly.
Baili Jianjia said: "But there is only one motorcycle at the inn, and it is easy to be exposed if you take a taxi. Why don't you two rest at home, and my eldest brother and I will go."
The black-armed butterfly said: "Do you understand Persian?"
"I don't understand, do you understand?" Baili Jianjia asked back.
"I really understand." Black Brachial Butterfly said.ωωw..net
Then, the two women looked at me and I looked at you.
Luoyang can't interrupt, and it's not easy to interrupt.
"Oh, what are you arguing about? Can't we just ride a motorcycle?" Xuan Taimei said.
Luoyang asked in surprise: "Can a motorcycle seat four people?"
"Why not? The third brother's motorcycle can carry ten people, and four people can only carry less than half of it. Okay, it's settled, I'll get the car, and you guys come quickly." Xuan Taimei went out first.
"I'm too lazy to care about you." Black Brachial Butterfly followed.
Baili Jianjia thought for a moment: "Brother, let's go out too. It's okay to be a little crowded."
Luoyang nodded: "Okay, I'll listen to you."
Baili Jianjia smiled and took Luoyang's arm.
Even on the way out, we have to hold hands.
In the small courtyard, Xuan Taimei had already pushed the 125 motorcycle out, then put down the tripod: "Sister Jianjia, come and ride the bike. I'm not very good at riding a motorcycle."
Before Baili Jianjia could speak, Black Brachial Butterfly also said: "I'm not very good at riding a motorcycle either."
Baili Jianjia glanced at Xuan Taimei and then at Black Arm Die. She didn't know why she always felt that these two women had some ulterior purpose.
"Okay, I'll ride the bike, and my eldest brother will sit behind me," Baili Jianjia said.
Luoyang said: "Okay, I'll sit behind you."
Baili Jianjia got on the car and squeezed forward as much as possible. Luoyang sat behind her.
Black-armed Die was a little hesitant, but Xuan Taimei pushed her from behind, and she got into the car "reluctantly".
Xuan Taimei sat at the back.
Baili Jianjia lit the fire and rode out the door.
As soon as the motorcycle came out, it crashed on a piece of gravel. The car body shook. Xuan Taimei lay on the body of Black Armed Die, Black Armed Die lay on Luoyang's body, and Luoyang lay on Baili Jianjia's back...