Chapter 233

"Be honest!" Qi Qingxing reached out and pinched her ear, and the voice was serious.

Jiang later white covered his ear tip some grievances, gently hum a turn head ignore him, turn to the front to go, walk fast.

Qi Qingxing has been holding her wrist, no matter how fast the river goes in the evening, she can not leave Qi Qingxing, but she also does not want to shake Qi Qingxing's hand away.

Old lady Qi and others looked at this scene, laughing and said, "the feeling of late white and Qingxing is good, we will have a good time in our house next year."

"Well." Qi Hou ye should be down, with a small soft look at the Qing lady, said: "we will have a lot of happiness in the next year."

There are three things that can be known at present. Qi Qingxing will take the title of the examination at that time, and Mrs. Qing produces one, and Qi Qingxing married Jiang evening white to be the third.

All the way, he hit the mountain top. The cold weather at that time, the more humid the air went to the top of the mountain, the more humid it was. When it reached the top of the mountain, the mist filled, and at a glance, the forest beside it and the back of the temple were all white and hazy water mist, which seemed to be a little ethereal fairyland.

The hair and clothes of the people have been wet by water mist. Monks at the gate of the temple recognize Mrs. Qi, even have a yard for her, and welcome up and read a Buddhist sign and take them to the courtyard.

On the way, I met other monks, recognized the people in Qihou mansion, and saw them all wet, and ran away to prepare the fire pots and so on.

"Take a rest, change your clothes, and then go to dinner together." Mrs. Qi was a man of late white in the river.

It is said that the change of clothes and the change of the monks' clothes in the temple are the same for both men and women. After all, they have not brought the clothes to the mountain. For old lady Qi, since she came to the temple, they could feel their sincerity by wearing the robes.

The courtyard is not small. The master bedroom is naturally for the Lord Qi. On both sides of the East and West, the male guests live, while the west is for the female guests. Mrs. Qing and Qi houye live in a room. The rooms of Qi and Qi Qingxing are divided on both sides of the room of Qihou ye, while the room of Jiang evening white is next to the room of Mrs. Qi.

Jiang took a bath in the evening and changed into a monk's clothes. He walked out of the room with novelty. At one glance, Qi Qingxing came out of the opposite room.

"Yes!" Jiang later white carrying the dress of the monk ran towards Qi Qingxing.

The monk's clothes are cotton clothes. The interlayer is thick cotton flocs. It is not cold to wear. However, Jiang evening white has become accustomed to wrapping the cloak and holding the mother Tang. At this time, she has no cloak or mother Tang. She always feels empty and falls. When she arrives at Qi Qingxing, she puts his hands into her sleeve.

The skin color is as white as the freezing snow, and the nose tip is red with the cold. The lips are red. In addition, it looks a little naive.

"Why not put on the cape?" Qi Qingxing felt heartache when she looked at her appearance, touched her already blown cool face, and took her hand and walked into the room of Jiang evening white.

Jiang night white cloak stained with water, but actually did not wet, good fur made, as long as the cloth wipe off the water can.

Red beans were in the cloth wipe the water beads on the Cape, Qi Qingxing pulled the river in the evening white, she was holding brocade cloth a face of uncertainty at the room window.

The window was just above the bed, and there was a small table on it, and there was hot water on it. It was added by the monk who just sent the hot water to help Jiang add it to the evening white.