Chapter 64: Small 4 hairpin

The washed clothes are spread out on the green grass that the sun can shine, and the butterflies fly over them.
Shu Huan hides in the shade of the big tree, half lying on the trunk, eating the wild fruit picked up, while there is a singer of the same age Dan Qing, and from time to time, he glances at the cliff. Although the speed of Gu Xiran’s climbing is not fast, but it is still stable, I will not pay more attention to it.
At this time, the sun was clear, the sinister sunshine couldn't push into the shade, and Shu Huan only felt that the jungle behind him had a burst of coolness, and it was cooler than the hot weather to hide in the room. Coincident, she has a sleepy, and finally has a cherry in her mouth, and people have already slept.
When she woke up again, the sun had sunk, and Gu Xiran was half-squatting in front of her. Her right hand was very uneasy and gently pinched her cheek and shook her: "The sky is dark, wake up."
Shu Huan’s blink of an eye, seeing the sunset with golden red color slanting from his side, a rainbow of light flashing on his face, screaming that she slightly narrowed her eyes. Those light spots were originally the waterdrops that condensed on his face, and as his movements rolled down, the overflowing colors flowed.
She was awakened at the beginning of her sleep, and with the sudden visual impact, she couldn’t help but feel a little guilty. Most of the people who study painting are visually controlled. They have a unique attachment to beautiful things. They have to admit that the man in front of her looks really good. Although her face is slim, she is succinct and elegant. There is a kind of cool and graceful appearance.
I really want to draw it.
Just to paint, you must use the ancient style of freehand brushwork, in order to smear the color of this image...
At this point, she thought that the thought of Chinese painting could not be more urgent, but she did not prevent Gu Xiran from pointing her finger at her eyebrow: "What do you want? Get up?"
The full-bodied paintings were all left behind, and Shu Huan was very depressed and scorned his own eyebrows. He stood up and found that Du Qiu had already had a fire, and he was roasting a bunch of unknowns. The hive that came down from the squat and the afternoon, the tree washed by his feet, still had several rows of grassy green cockroaches.
Although she knows that both bee stings and cockroaches are high-protein-rich foods, she is still very, very dark: "At night... do you want to eat insects?"
Du Qiu boring his head with the game in his hand, not making a sound, or Ji Danqing pulled out a clean and peeled bamboo chicken from the back, and smiled: "You are lucky, just caught this Bamboo chicken, or you really have to eat insects."
Fortunately, fortunately.
Shu Huan sighed out, and she was not afraid of the insects. If she didn't have this bamboo chicken, she didn't want to show excessive criticism to provoke resentment. She must also bite the scalp and follow the insects.
The mind must be, she immediately found that Gu Xihe was not in front of her eyes, wondering and turning to look for him, only to see that he was still hanging on the cliff, the speed of moving down, it was slow like a snail.
"he……"
She just wanted to ask Gu Xihe how to hang it there, and she saw Gu Xiran screaming at her: "Don't worry about him, this little physical strength is better than me, that is, afraid of height, let him hang two times on it. This is not, just when you look down on the top of the cliff, you still call it a ghost, and it will be much quieter."
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It turns out that Gu Xihe has a fear of heights, and that Gu Xiran is not considered shock therapy?
Shu Huan thinks that he should use this rule of law to cure his own fear of water.
She was still thinking about it, Gu Xiran handed a raft to her hand: "Take my hair for me."
This hibiscus is also carved by her agarwood, which is a simple and simple style.
After learning these days, the complicated hair style Shu Huan still won't, but it is OK to make a simple hair bun for Gu Xiran, but she reached out and gave him a slap in the face, the tentacles were wet and cool, obviously it was only washed. There is no dryness at all.
She frowned slightly: "I still wait until I have done it. If I don't have a wet hair, it will be a headache."
Gu Xiran is sometimes stubborn and does not like to listen to people: "I don't feel comfortable, or bunch it up."
Shu Huan had to take a small wooden comb from the purse and gently combed it for him.
I don't know if it is pure natural cleansing products used in ancient polyester. Gu Xiran's hair is very good, like ink dyeing. The comb can slide from the first to the bottom, and it can hardly be used.
Shu Huan did not completely obey his meaning. He only hangs his hair to the cheeks and forehead. He picks up the hair with agarwood and puts his hair on his head. The rest of the hair still makes it scattered. Gu Xiran still feels uncomfortable. But he will not take care of himself, but he can't help it.
Before the sky was completely dark, Gu Xihe’s footsteps on the ground were safe, but his face was full of snots and tears. The eyes of everyone looked extremely resentful. It seemed that he was really smashed. He even smashed. I crumbled and angered: "You all bully me and tell me the old lady when I go back."
Du Qiu looked at him, no words.
Gu Xiran frowned and shouted: "Little four -"
"Don't call me, I don't care about you." Gu Xi and Yan Jin made a crime. They hated: "I will drop myself when I am alone. If you die, you will not control it, but also call me what to do."
He said that he turned his head and yelled at Du Qiu: "What martial artist is simply a killer. I will pay you to teach me martial arts. I am not asking you to make a fortune, but to pack things for me." I will see you again."
After he was excited, he turned and ran to the woods. He also pushed Shu Huan, who was going to stop him, to the ground.
Shu Huan injured his ankle ~EbookFREE.me~ very painful, but seeing the sky is going to be dark, if Gu Xihe ran to the forest, lost, not sure what big beast will encounter, the most dangerous So she couldn’t take care of the injury and stood up and wanted to chase him.
At this time a figure passed by her, and then there was another hand reaching out, and she took her into her arms. She looked up and looked at Gu Xiran. He hung his eyes and couldn’t find the color of his anger, but he grabbed her hand but tried very hard. He whispered, "Are you okay?"
Shu Huan shook his head, and in the blink of an eye, Gu Xihe was dragged back by Du Qiuqi’s clothes and thrown to the fire.
Gu Xi and his body were flexible. He took a roll from the ground and wanted to run. When Du Qiu went up to catch him, he punched and kicked his hands and grabbed his teeth. Anyway, he could use all the tricks he had.
Du Qiu did not put his rogue tricks in his eyes. He quickly caught his arm and twisted and twisted. He struggled and turned to swear, but the monk also needed to work hard. He climbed back and forth. Once a cliff, I was tired all the time. After a while, I felt dry and dry, and no one answered him. He was very boring. He gradually calmed down and stared at him with hatred. Everyone present. ()
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