Received
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Does this person have words like "accept when you see it" and "a modest gentleman" in this person's dictionary
Meng Fuyao clenched his palms into fists and put them on his heart, resolutely resisting the warm and charming chest, and resolutely refused to look at the pair of smiling eyes on the top of his head. Fenghua is as powerful as his martial arts, anyone who wants to resist will be wiped out with a snap of his fingers.
It's a pity, thinking about it with my toes, I know that this man must be very dangerous, like a mandala swaying in the golden wind, it looks beautiful and harmless, but it hurts people invisible. Every cell in Meng Fuyao's body is warning himself not to be greedy for his warmth She, Meng Fuyao, has lived for so many years, and if she is fascinated by mere beauty and warmth, she is living in the belly of a dog.
Meng Fuyao's brows stood on end, and she wanted to push him to a safe distance with a fist push, but Yuan Zhaoxu's hand tightened suddenly, and the hand that was lightly pressing on her back suddenly strengthened, hugging her and turning around, Meng Fuyao Fuyao originally sat up from the side of the bed, but immediately fell back into the bed after this push.
In the next moment, the light-colored robe fell down slowly, and Yuan Zhaoxu also turned over on the bed, stretched out his hand and let the curtain fall, and the beaded curtains collided with each other, creating a blurred shadow.
When Meng Fuyao saw that he had come to bed, she jumped up in shock, but Yuan Zhaoxu turned her head on the pillow and smiled at her, and said softly, "Shhh—"
He turned his eyes to look out of the window, where a dark shadow flashed faintly.
Meng Fuyao glanced at it, and silently made a posture of standing up and down.
Yuan Zhaoxu smiled, turned his back to the window, leaned over his head and whispered in her ear, "Girls, don't be so murderous, it will affect your demeanor..." When he spoke, his breath was warm and mellow, with a slight heat, softly blowing on the door. Swinging to the side of the ear, like silk strings being gently plucked, low and blurred, every word is intoxicating.
Meng Fuyao's face turned red for no reason.
The blushing flared up and stopped, and the guy who told people not to be so murderous just now flicked his fingers casually.
There was a soft cracking sound, reflecting the sparse shadows on the pale white window paper, a few bright red plum blossoms bloomed in an instant, and then slowly bloomed, intertwined with those thick and faint flower shadows.
A muffled hum that was suppressed to the extreme, resounded under the wall, and went away in an instant.
Hearing the sound, Meng Fuyao couldn't help shaking his head, "I've made him look good, but I've even deafened his ears."
"If he didn't stick the window paper so tightly, how could the ice needle hurt him?" Yuan Zhaoxu's wandering eyes were like a clouded dream, full of flickering smoke, "Everything has its own cause and effect, and you can't live without doing your own crimes." .”
Meng Fuyao moved to get up, frowned and smiled, "Is this the morality of you Wuji people?"
Yuan Zhaoxu smiled but didn't answer, Meng Fuyao moved, suddenly found that he couldn't move, looked back in astonishment, only to see Yuan Zhaoxu moved a little closer on the pillow, and was lifting her up with a strand of hair on the pillow with a smile. Playing with the long hair, seeing her look over, her smile became more dazzling, she put her hair close to her nose, closed her eyes and took a deep sniff.
Then he smiled slightly, "It smells so good."
Meng Fuyao immediately pulled back his hair and killed him vigorously with his eyes.
Yuan Zhaoxu pretended not to see her gaze, put his hand on his cheek, picked up a lock of long hair and continued to play with it, and at the same time pressed a loose lock of hair under his body, Meng Fuyao couldn't break free, grinning at him, Smiling with white teeth, "I rolled on the grass tonight, fell off the cliff, and soaked in the rain all night."
"Fortunately, it's not too smelly."
"I have lice."
"Better, I'll catch it for you."
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Meng Fuyao was silent for a while, then suddenly smiled, Yuan Zhaoxu looked up at her, the face from this angle was really dizzying, Meng Fuyao pulled the quilt to cover his face, then shook the bed vigorously.
The bed swayed dangerously, with the beaded curtains dangling and shining, it looked suspiciously charming.
Yuan Zhaoxu picked up the corner of the quilt, raised his eyebrows, and immediately understood what she was going to do, and couldn't help smiling.
rub rub rub rub rub rub rub.
Almost immediately after the sound of the rocking bed came out, a fat white shadow rushed out from the corner of the wall, crawled onto the bed, and there was another "360-degree frontal flip" in mid-air, with four legs splitting, ready to split Open the two that seem to be exercising on the bed.
With a cry, the two people turned over together, and Master Yuan Bao, who was "addicted to the master", landed on the bed with a thump, and fell between the two of them. After somersaulting, he barely struggled to get away.
After finally staggering and standing still, the unscrupulous master flicked his finger, and Master Yuan Bao fell down again.
Master Yuan Bao hugged the quilt and cried.
Meng Fuyao bit the quilt and laughed convulsively.
Suddenly there was a light bang outside the window, three times in succession, and then a black shadow floated in like light smoke.
Yuan Zhaoxu went up to meet him, his back blocked the face of the man in black, the two exchanged a few words in a low voice, and the man in black retreated immediately.
When Yuan Zhaoxu turned around, Meng Fuyao had already sat up on the bed, poking out a pair of jet-black eyes from the tent, staring at him blazingly brightly.
"Your master stayed with Taifu for a few more days, saying that he hadn't seen old friends for many years, so he wanted to reminisce about the past." Yuan Zhaoxu's smile seemed to have deep meaning, "Teacher was going to say goodbye today, but now, of course, he can't leave."
"Lin Xuanyuan has always been an old fox." Meng Fuyao shrugged.
"I originally planned to take you down the mountain with the Taifu, but now we have to change our plan." Yuan Zhaoxu gently put his fingers on his chin in a graceful posture, "Lin Xuanyuan has notified Pei Yuan's relatives that they He was about to come, and he kept the Grand Tutor because he already suspected that the Grand Tutor was involved in tonight's matter, so he dragged the Grand Tutor to the Pei family. If there was any conflict at that time, it would be the Pei family who offended the Grand Tutor, and he had a good plan. "
"Do you think the Grand Tutor is involved in what happened tonight?" Meng Fuyao looked at him with a smile, "For example, does the old man know about your help to me?"
"It's better for you to worry about how to get out of here." Yuan Zhaoxu was not fooled.
Meng Fuyao didn't speak, got up and adjusted her clothes, and tied her hair up.
Yuan Zhaoxu sat still and watched her movements, a smile flashed across his eyes, "Huh?"
"I'd better not stay here any longer." Meng Fuyao quickly tied up her cuffs and checked the weapons on her body, "You have helped me twice already, that's enough loyalty, if I rely on you again, I will give you and my wife Fu Du brings trouble, one cannot be so unconscious."
She waved her hand and made a farewell gesture in a chic way, "Goodbye."
After he finished speaking, he didn't turn his head back and walked out, before reaching the door, the door latch closed automatically with a click, Meng Fuyao stopped, turned around, and turned his head to look at Yuan Zhaoxu.
The sky is getting brighter, and the morning light is lightly falling from the cracks in the doors and windows, outlining her figure leaning against the door frame straight and sharp, like a willow that is gentle yet vigorous.
In the faint morning light, Yuan Zhaoxu's eyes dimmed, and the meaning in his eyes couldn't be clearly explained.
After a long while, he gently put down the teacup in his hand, and the porcelain bottom touched the boxwood tabletop. The voice was clear and reserved, like some unspeakable emotions.
"Women shouldn't be so self-reliant and stubborn." Yuan Zhaoxu's smile sank in the pink and purple morning glow, and even the glow was forced back a little, "That will make men feel that heroes are useless."
"Oh? So a hero." Meng Fuyao leaned against the door frame, folded his arms and looked at him with a smile, "How do you plan to use force?"
"Lin Xuanyuan laid out a net of heaven and earth to wait for you to come to the door, and if you bump into it like this, then I will save you in vain," Yuan Zhaoxu stepped forward, gently stroking Meng Fuyao Guanghua's delicate cheek skin with his fingers, "I saved you You, half of your life should be mine, since I have my share, shouldn't you be responsible to me?"