"Look, what I said, she will come to you."

Meng Xinghe stood aside with a negative hand, his eyes clearly fixed on Hu Que and only instructed him on his Sabre technique. However, when song Xijiao appeared from the door, he still found her at the first time.

Hu que couldn't learn this innate acuity even though he practiced hard.

Song Xijiao was holding a bucket of food. Looking at the two men who were still fully armed, she could not help shaking her head and said, "you don't have to be so diligent. If you want to teach Sabre skill, when can you not teach it well, you have to choose the morning of the first day of the new year?"

Mengxing River: "who said I came here to teach him Sabre skills? I just think, today is the first day of the new year, you must run around, I would rather find a place to wait for a rabbit rather than looking for you everywhere and passing you by. Xianmingguan said big or small, but I know that there is a place where you have to come. "

This place, of course, is beside Hu que.

He didn't let Hu Que and song Xijiao celebrate the new year together last night, but she complained a lot. After dinner, she specially told her wife to take good care of the food she had left and not let others move. Is it for Hu que?

As a result, he guessed it right.

Hearing this, song Xijiao made a face at him: "you are smart! Hu que, have you eaten yet? Come and eat delicious food. It's still hot. "

Hu que wiped the sweat on his forehead, put away the knife, and came to look at the barrel with a smile. All of them were his favorite food. He couldn't help smiling: "OK, let's go and eat at my camp."

"Oh, wait."

Meng Xinghe came forward and put the cask into the arms of Hu que, and began to speak domineering.

"Rice, you eat it yourself. I'll take it with you."

With that, he grabbed song Xijiao's wrist and left.

Song Xijiao was startled, looked at him puzzled, and then turned her head to look at Hu que. During the new year's Eve, he could only eat the dinner on the eve of the lunar new year. It was pathetic enough for Meng Xinghe to leave him to eat alone. This is too much.

"Hello, I want to accompany Hu que, you let go."

Meng Xinghe ignored her struggle at all, directly pulled her to walk and said: "if you want to be with Hu que, you have to see if people are willing to."

"What do you say? Why would Hu que not like it?"

She couldn't help but look back at Hu Que and ask for his help.

Who knows Hu que is carrying the barrel, the corner of his mouth is hanging a light smile, looking at his look, clearly not half of the meaning of retention.

Song Xijiao couldn't help being stunned. She didn't know why.

It seems that seeing her doubts, Hu que said with a light smile: "you go with general Meng. General Meng has been waiting for you all morning. I have had dinner, and I still need to continue practicing sword. I have no time to accompany you."

"But..."

"Don't worry, there are many brothers in the camp to accompany me during the Spring Festival. I won't feel bored and lonely."

"All right."

Seeing that Hu que didn't need her at all, she had to turn around and left the camp with Meng Xinghe. Thanks to her thinking about Hu que all night, when she was busy dealing with those who came to pay New Year's greetings this morning, she was afraid that he would not be able to eat well, so she was busy delivering meals.

Feeling Hu que didn't take her seriously at all!

Until she left, Hu Que's smile disappeared.

He held the barrel in his hand, and his face gradually sank.

What else is more heartbreaking than pushing your beloved girl into the arms of another man?

He had no other way. This morning, Meng Xinghe talked to him a lot. He asked himself to help him and let song Xijiao die down on him as soon as possible. However, he could not refute the reason he gave.

Meng Xinghe is indeed the best man for song Xijiao and the best for her so far.

Can marry Meng Xinghe, is the world does not know how many women dream of things. Now that song Xijiao is available, what reason does he not support his "good friend"?

Anyway, even if she doesn't marry Meng Xinghe, she won't marry herself.

Hu que couldn't help but sigh deeply and looked up at the sky above. As long as she can be happy every day, she can not care about anything.

The streets are full of people. It can be said that, in addition to the day when Mengxing river broke Wang Yu River, today is the busiest day of the year.

Meng Xinghe saw song Xijiao walking by his side, but his face was not happy. He couldn't help but drag her to his side, bowed his head and threatened: "let me see you again, because other men show this kind of expression, I will be unkind to you."

Song Xijiao white his one eye, hum way: "say with you when polite like."

"Have I ever been polite to you? How dare you say that! If you call me by my name alone, I would have blown your ass out

"You..." Song Xijiao gas glared at the past, "take the official position to pressure me, what kind of hero."Meng Xinghe said with a loud voice and a smile: "I only do what I want to do, but I am called a hero by people all over the world. Now, I just want to be your hero, but you don't recognize me as a hero. "

He shook his head, some helpless and some spoiled look at Song Xijiao.

"But do you know that the more you are, the more fascinated I am with you."

The more he said, the more he showed his bones. Even if song Xijiao didn't have half of the charming idea for him, listening to the numb confession, his cheek could not help burning. His lips muttered a few times and only squeezed out two words: "abnormal!"

They walked side by side in the street, a silver armor, a tall tall, tall, handsome and natural, a delicate red as flowers, thick face like fire, seemingly unspeakable match, eye-catching.

At this time, a ragged and ragged woman came up to them, stretched out her broken pot in her hand, and said in a low voice, "please, give me a bite to eat. I'm starving to death. Yes, please

"Get out of here

Big new year's day, walking on the road can be entangled by beggars, Meng Xinghe immediately frowned, the slightest impolite reprimand up.

Song Xijiao actually pulled his arm, discontented: "what are you fierce about? Who hasn't been down yet? "

As she spoke, she opened the money bag, took out ten dollars and put it into the broken tile jar, and said to the beggar.

"My name is song and my name is Xijiao. I live in No.3 Pingyang alley. If you want to find a job, you can go to me and I will arrange a place for you."

She said kindly, but did not notice that the beggar was shaking violently when she heard her voice. Then, incredulous slowly raised his head, until song Xijiao's eyes, hands of the broken tile jar bang, fell to the ground.

Song Xijiao was also surprised: "song QingHan?"

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