At around eight o'clock in the morning, the sun was already rising very high and the air was filled with heat.
The pond next to the office room seemed to have become much shorter under the sunlight. The carp in the pond sank to the bottom of the water, for fear of being shined by the deadly sunlight.
Taoze Ai looked at the pond and pulled the three-layer thick curtains tightly over, so that there was no sunlight.
In the center of the house, there is a black rectangular low table with four plates of watermelon cut into slices.
Mrs. Zi, Mrs. Yi and Mrs. Hirajima sat on one side, and the atmosphere seemed hot and uneasy.
Shiliu Ye didn't have so many thoughts. He picked up a piece of watermelon in the plate, opened the other palm and placed it under his mouth, and took a bite of the watermelon slices.
Very sweet.
Shiliuye felt that the watermelon was particularly juicy and delicious, and a few drops of the juice flowed into her palm.
During the time when several people were sitting in meditation, they had already eaten two slices of watermelon at night.
Mrs. Zi glanced at Shiliuye, and inadvertently, she quietly moved the fruit plate in front of her to Shiliuye.
A wife had a bad temper, and it was hot summer again. She was very upset when she heard the sound of eating watermelons and spitting seeds on the 16th night. She shouldn’t have called this problem child over, but let her stay in her room and wait for the result quietly.
However, a wife was unexpectedly tolerant of Shiliu Ye and moved the fruit plate directly in front of her with some disgust.
Only Mrs. Hirajima looked absent-minded, with her head hanging down and wondering what she was thinking.
Mrs. Zi was a little surprised. She thought that as soon as Mrs. Hirajima came, she would urge her to go to the Shishi Temple. Unexpectedly, after coming in for a long time, she didn't say a word.
After thinking about it, Mrs. Zi decided to follow the original plan and said: Let’s make some rectifications in the morning, don’t rush to go to Yishi Temple.A wife frowned and said: Mrs. Zi, what do you mean?Shiliu Ye blinked her beautiful eyes. She originally wanted to stir up the flames, but because she was busy eating the watermelon in her hand, she chose not to speak anymore. She was a fun person who was eating melons and spit the black melon seeds in her palm.
Mrs. Hirajima said at this time: Zi is worried that I am not calm enough, and is afraid that I will do something wrong in a hurry.
Mrs. Zi was a little surprised and looked at Mrs. Hirashima. Her gorgeous face was a little depressed, and there were faint black bags under her eyes, as if she hadn't had a good rest yesterday.
I thought I needed to polish Mrs. Hirashima's temperament a few times to make her regain her rationality, but now it seems that I don't need it anymore and have changed back to my original self.
Mrs. Hirajima said bitterly: I thought about it all night yesterday, but it was useless for me to worry. Leave everything to the master Yishi.If my daughter cannot be cured, it means she is born a miserable child and no one can help her.
Taidao, I believe your daughter can cure it.Mrs. Zi comforted others rarely, and her tone became softer.
Even if she doesn't have hope for the Shrine, it doesn't mean she doesn't want Mrs. Hirashima's daughter to recover.
Hopefully a miracle happens.
Mrs. Zi thought this way and said: Pingdao, you guys go back to your room to pack up your things and wait until 10 o'clock, we will set off on time.
Since Mrs. Hirajima has regained her sanity, there is no need to waste her time.
Leave more than an hour to pack your luggage, arrange the trivial matters at home, and you can set off immediately.
……
……
living room.
The air conditioner in the corner kept air conditioning, the TV screen lit up, playing the Mario series of games.
Xue Daiyao sat on the left side of the couch, holding a half-cut watermelon in both hands, and digging the flesh of the melon with a spoon to eat.
Kiyohime Fujiwara glanced at Yukiyo Hara with disgust and said angrily: How can anyone eat watermelon like you?
So what should I do?
Xue Dayao doesn't feel like she looks, so what's wrong?
When he was a child, he dreamed that he would be like this now, holding a big watermelon and digging it with a spoon to eat it.
After all, watermelon was too expensive for him at that time. It was an out of reach for himself, and he had a problem with food and clothing. He didn't expect it to be realized now.
For him now, he can get whatever he wants, let alone a mere watermelon.
Xue Daiyao dug a spoonful of red melons, which tasted juicy and sweet, but it didn't have the taste that I had expected when I was a child.
Of course, eat Ah like me.
Fujiwara Kiyohime controlled the handle with her toes, reached out to pick up a piece of watermelon in the plate, took a small bite, and handed it to Yukiyo Harao.
Xue Daiyao looked at the biting mark on the watermelon and felt agitation. He stretched out his mouth and took a bite. I wonder if it was an illusion, but he really felt much sweeter.
Kiyohito Fujiwara didn't dislike it. He bit the bite marks and ate the watermelon meat in a few bites.
You can try it too.
Yukiyao scooped a spoonful of melon flesh and fed it to Kiyohiko Fujiwara. She took a bite and dug a spoonful of watermelon frozen in the refrigerator to eat it. It was really comfortable.
He watched Fujiwara Kiyohime eating the flesh he fed, and felt satisfied. He also ate a spoonful of it, and then dug a spoonful of it to feed her.
Kiyohime Fujiwara snuggled beside Yukiyo Haruka, eating the flesh while glancing at the screen with her eyes, controlling the handle with her toes, controlling Mario in the screen.
Sitting on the far right, Sakiya Momozawa, didn't know what to say for a moment.
She didn't have the ability to control the handle with her toes, so she could only hold the handle with both hands and watch the two of them feed each other.
On the TV screen, she controlled the cuckold Louis Ki, constantly jumping around the green water pipe, accidentally stepped on the turtle's head, and the words gamever flashed in her eyes.
Kiyohime Fujiwara also noticed Sakiya Momozawa, picked up a piece of watermelon and handed it to her best friend. Sakiya Momozawa was a little at a loss.
No need to pick it up, just eat it.Kiyohime Fujiwara held up the watermelon.
Momozawa Sakiya felt a little guilty, and glanced at Yukiyoya quietly, took a few bites, and ate the red melon pulp clean. The taste was both sour and sweet.
Dingdong.
The doorbell rang.
Who Ah?Fujiwara Kiyohime was dissatisfied with her face. It wasn't until dinner time.
Generally speaking, if someone rings the doorbell at this time, there will be no good things.
Sure enough, just like Kiyohito Fujiwara guessed, the person standing at the door was Bai Hua. She said: Young Master, Madam wants you to go over and change your clothes immediately and you are about to set out to the temple.
So fast?Yukiyao was a little surprised. He thought he would drag it until noon at least.
Fujiwara Kiyohime's expression went from confusion to dissatisfaction and asked: Haruka, where are you going?
The pond next to the office room seemed to have become much shorter under the sunlight. The carp in the pond sank to the bottom of the water, for fear of being shined by the deadly sunlight.
Taoze Ai looked at the pond and pulled the three-layer thick curtains tightly over, so that there was no sunlight.
In the center of the house, there is a black rectangular low table with four plates of watermelon cut into slices.
Mrs. Zi, Mrs. Yi and Mrs. Hirajima sat on one side, and the atmosphere seemed hot and uneasy.
Shiliu Ye didn't have so many thoughts. He picked up a piece of watermelon in the plate, opened the other palm and placed it under his mouth, and took a bite of the watermelon slices.
Very sweet.
Shiliuye felt that the watermelon was particularly juicy and delicious, and a few drops of the juice flowed into her palm.
During the time when several people were sitting in meditation, they had already eaten two slices of watermelon at night.
Mrs. Zi glanced at Shiliuye, and inadvertently, she quietly moved the fruit plate in front of her to Shiliuye.
A wife had a bad temper, and it was hot summer again. She was very upset when she heard the sound of eating watermelons and spitting seeds on the 16th night. She shouldn’t have called this problem child over, but let her stay in her room and wait for the result quietly.
However, a wife was unexpectedly tolerant of Shiliu Ye and moved the fruit plate directly in front of her with some disgust.
Only Mrs. Hirajima looked absent-minded, with her head hanging down and wondering what she was thinking.
Mrs. Zi was a little surprised. She thought that as soon as Mrs. Hirajima came, she would urge her to go to the Shishi Temple. Unexpectedly, after coming in for a long time, she didn't say a word.
After thinking about it, Mrs. Zi decided to follow the original plan and said: Let’s make some rectifications in the morning, don’t rush to go to Yishi Temple.A wife frowned and said: Mrs. Zi, what do you mean?Shiliu Ye blinked her beautiful eyes. She originally wanted to stir up the flames, but because she was busy eating the watermelon in her hand, she chose not to speak anymore. She was a fun person who was eating melons and spit the black melon seeds in her palm.
Mrs. Hirajima said at this time: Zi is worried that I am not calm enough, and is afraid that I will do something wrong in a hurry.
Mrs. Zi was a little surprised and looked at Mrs. Hirashima. Her gorgeous face was a little depressed, and there were faint black bags under her eyes, as if she hadn't had a good rest yesterday.
I thought I needed to polish Mrs. Hirashima's temperament a few times to make her regain her rationality, but now it seems that I don't need it anymore and have changed back to my original self.
Mrs. Hirajima said bitterly: I thought about it all night yesterday, but it was useless for me to worry. Leave everything to the master Yishi.If my daughter cannot be cured, it means she is born a miserable child and no one can help her.
Taidao, I believe your daughter can cure it.Mrs. Zi comforted others rarely, and her tone became softer.
Even if she doesn't have hope for the Shrine, it doesn't mean she doesn't want Mrs. Hirashima's daughter to recover.
Hopefully a miracle happens.
Mrs. Zi thought this way and said: Pingdao, you guys go back to your room to pack up your things and wait until 10 o'clock, we will set off on time.
Since Mrs. Hirajima has regained her sanity, there is no need to waste her time.
Leave more than an hour to pack your luggage, arrange the trivial matters at home, and you can set off immediately.
……
……
living room.
The air conditioner in the corner kept air conditioning, the TV screen lit up, playing the Mario series of games.
Xue Daiyao sat on the left side of the couch, holding a half-cut watermelon in both hands, and digging the flesh of the melon with a spoon to eat.
Kiyohime Fujiwara glanced at Yukiyo Hara with disgust and said angrily: How can anyone eat watermelon like you?
So what should I do?
Xue Dayao doesn't feel like she looks, so what's wrong?
When he was a child, he dreamed that he would be like this now, holding a big watermelon and digging it with a spoon to eat it.
After all, watermelon was too expensive for him at that time. It was an out of reach for himself, and he had a problem with food and clothing. He didn't expect it to be realized now.
For him now, he can get whatever he wants, let alone a mere watermelon.
Xue Daiyao dug a spoonful of red melons, which tasted juicy and sweet, but it didn't have the taste that I had expected when I was a child.
Of course, eat Ah like me.
Fujiwara Kiyohime controlled the handle with her toes, reached out to pick up a piece of watermelon in the plate, took a small bite, and handed it to Yukiyo Harao.
Xue Daiyao looked at the biting mark on the watermelon and felt agitation. He stretched out his mouth and took a bite. I wonder if it was an illusion, but he really felt much sweeter.
Kiyohito Fujiwara didn't dislike it. He bit the bite marks and ate the watermelon meat in a few bites.
You can try it too.
Yukiyao scooped a spoonful of melon flesh and fed it to Kiyohiko Fujiwara. She took a bite and dug a spoonful of watermelon frozen in the refrigerator to eat it. It was really comfortable.
He watched Fujiwara Kiyohime eating the flesh he fed, and felt satisfied. He also ate a spoonful of it, and then dug a spoonful of it to feed her.
Kiyohime Fujiwara snuggled beside Yukiyo Haruka, eating the flesh while glancing at the screen with her eyes, controlling the handle with her toes, controlling Mario in the screen.
Sitting on the far right, Sakiya Momozawa, didn't know what to say for a moment.
She didn't have the ability to control the handle with her toes, so she could only hold the handle with both hands and watch the two of them feed each other.
On the TV screen, she controlled the cuckold Louis Ki, constantly jumping around the green water pipe, accidentally stepped on the turtle's head, and the words gamever flashed in her eyes.
Kiyohime Fujiwara also noticed Sakiya Momozawa, picked up a piece of watermelon and handed it to her best friend. Sakiya Momozawa was a little at a loss.
No need to pick it up, just eat it.Kiyohime Fujiwara held up the watermelon.
Momozawa Sakiya felt a little guilty, and glanced at Yukiyoya quietly, took a few bites, and ate the red melon pulp clean. The taste was both sour and sweet.
Dingdong.
The doorbell rang.
Who Ah?Fujiwara Kiyohime was dissatisfied with her face. It wasn't until dinner time.
Generally speaking, if someone rings the doorbell at this time, there will be no good things.
Sure enough, just like Kiyohito Fujiwara guessed, the person standing at the door was Bai Hua. She said: Young Master, Madam wants you to go over and change your clothes immediately and you are about to set out to the temple.
So fast?Yukiyao was a little surprised. He thought he would drag it until noon at least.
Fujiwara Kiyohime's expression went from confusion to dissatisfaction and asked: Haruka, where are you going?
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