Qiao Niannu glanced at Li Rou, walked closer to the window, and looked up at the blue sky above the green bamboo: "I don't want to say sorry, because I will personally make it up to you. What I did to you today is indeed too much, but it's too much." It's not me. Don't forget, my first duty is to protect this country. Under this premise, if I hurt myself or hurt others, as far as I am concerned, I don't need to apologize to you personally."
"What do you mean?" Li Rou frowned, Qiao Niannu's words were a little too heavy, which Li Rou never thought about.
nation? too far away.
"I arranged this matter, and I have some selfishness in it. The most important thing is to let Shen Dongyuan and his group see your ability. After all, there are many people in the high-level who know you, but except for me..." Qiao Niannu pulled out the Pointing the gun at Li Rou, the black muzzle of the gun was as indifferent as her eyes: "No one else has seen it with their own eyes except me."
"Understood." Li Rou nodded, "Thank you."
"You're welcome, people have been asking to investigate you, I couldn't resist the pressure after all." Qiao Niannu turned the pistol upside down, held the muzzle and threw it on the table casually, "But this is the first time, and it's only the last time. Don't mess with me." Happiness, after all, is something that makes people sleepless."
"Why do you help me like this?" Li Rou opened his mouth, looking at the woman in front of him who he always regarded as a big trouble.
Qiao Niannu was silent for a moment, "The friendship is shallow but not deep, let's talk about it later."
"I owe you a favor." At this time, Li Rou felt that he was really too naive. He always thought that no one would know his secret, because Qiao Niannu knew it, so he hated her, but since there is a Qiao Niannu in this country Niannu can find him, and there will always be other people who will also find him. The difference is that Qiao Niannu has promised him something and is working hard to do it so that he can continue to live his little life.
If it was another person, it was hard for Li Rou to believe that he would withstand the pressure from the top for a stranger.
After all, personally, he couldn't stand the pressure of An Zhishui, and he didn't dare to be late and leave early casually.
"What I do is always because I want to do it. Don't feel like you owe me favors, just remember what you promised me." Qiao Niannu bent down to open a bamboo cabinet and said without looking back.
"Remember." Li Rou nodded. He is not a curious baby who is looking for the bottom line. He always thinks that from the perspective of a bystander, he must appreciate people like Qiao Niannu very much, because of his outstanding ability and the arrogance in his heart made her She disdains playing sloppy eyes or coaxing others, since she said that asking him to help is just a matter of a little effort, I believe that Li Rou will not be embarrassed by then, otherwise he can go back on his word.
He looked at Qiao Niannu's back, and when he bent down, the curves of his hips, waist and legs were perfect. Although in Li Rou's heart, An Zhishui, who was also slender and tall, would not be worse than Qiao Niannu, but he was the same as An Zhishui. Qiao Niannu, who was about Shui's age, had the unique charm of a mature woman, which was different from An Zhishui's girlish charm.
Such a woman is actually so terrifying... Those people who made her unhappy, and then would have trouble sleeping and eating, have access to the secrets of the highest level of the country, and they themselves have a prominent position of power.
Qiao Niannu took out a piece of clothing and handed it to Li Rou.
Li Rou understood that there was no way for him to go home wearing this tattered and blood-stained clothes.
But when he saw the dress, Li Rou was dumbfounded, it turned out to be an ancient robe.
"I only have this here."
Li Rou is worried, although he also likes to play cosplay, but when he plays cosplay, he wears the costumes of those anime characters.
"Why do you have this here?" Li Rou was very surprised, it was normal to not have men's clothes, Qiao Niannu didn't look like living with men, but he had men's ancient robes.
"Occasionally, I would pretend to be Zhang Sheng and sing "The Romance of the West Chamber." Qiao Niannu explained, with an unnatural expression on her face, obviously she was not very willing to tell Li Rou about her little hobbies.
"What did you wear?" Li Rou lifted his clothes, a little embarrassed.
"It's men's style. It's up to you whether you want to wear it or not." Qiao Niannu narrowed her eyes and smiled slightly, "I don't mind at all, but you're being coy, don't you still dislike me? "
Seeing a woman like Qiao Niannu's smile on the surface, Li Rou replied without hesitation: "No, I wear it."
"Go inside and change." Qiao Niannu pointed to another door.
It wasn't the first time that Li Rou was only wearing shorts in front of Qiao Niannu, but he didn't think it was suitable to undress and change again in front of Qiao Niannu, so he walked over.
The door was made of bamboo, and when he opened it, Li Rou knew that this was Qiao Niannu's bedroom.
Like all the rooms here, Qiao Niannu's bedroom is also filled with a faint bamboo fragrance. The furnishings in the room are very simple. There is a large mirror near the door. Next to the large mirror is a wooden clothes rack with female Next to the mirror is a small single bed that is no more than one meter wide, covered with a thin quilt, and then there is a large wardrobe.
What attracted Li Rou's attention was also the black thread curtain. It was only when he walked into the window that he realized that the thread curtain was actually made of strands of black hair, strung together one by one.
Hair is such a thing, there are many scary stories and scenes that make people associate with it, so much hair, more than 1.5 meters long, covering a window that is more than 2 meters wide, hanging there is really creepy, Qiao Nian The slave never has so much hair. Could it be that after she killed someone, she cut off the dead man's hair to make curtains
Li Rou's scalp was numb from the fright of the story he had imagined, so he quickly took off his clothes, put on the ancient robe indiscriminately, and walked out with the tattered clothes.
Qiao Niannu watched Li Rou come out, her eyes narrowed, and she looked away: "You look more like Zhang Sheng than me in this outfit."
"Of course, you should pretend to be Cui Yingying." Li Rou said casually.
Qiao Niannu turned her head, her cheeks were slightly flushed, and she said coldly, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Li Rou patted his cheek lightly, and quickly apologized: "Don't blame me, don't blame me for being unscrupulous."
"Let's go." Qiao Niannu stopped looking at him and waved his hands.
Li Rou walked out of the bamboo house and walked out of the stone ping. He stepped on the top of a tree when he came here. He can jump very high, but he is not as good as Qiao Niannu who can stand on the leaves without falling off. There is a small road beside a stone canal for water diversion, so I walked down the small road. As long as I walked down the mountain, there was a car on the road that could reach Zhonghai.
Qiao Niannu watched Li Rou leave, closed the door gently, returned to the room, looked at herself in the mirror, took off her hair bun, combed it carefully and put it back on her head, her round and slender fingers touched Unbutton the coat and skirt.
As an arrogant little girl said, Qiao Niannu's physical fitness is the limit of human beings in this world. Her figure is also the same, perfectly in line with the beauty and temptation that human beings pursue. The warmth and fragrance that has been soaked, the thread of light passing through the curtain made of black hair is like a light gauze intertwined with light and shadow.
Without the desolation and indifference of the past, Qiao Niannu in the mirror has a quiet and light aesthetic feeling, with a quiet and shy expression, like a married woman who is self-pitying in the mirror.
Qiao Niannu put on a set of Hanfu on the hanger. The top was covered with orchid silk and satin with a white background, and the lining was lined with purple brocade. The skirt was elegant and light black.
Put up your skirt and walk into Shiping.
Looking up at the sky, closing his eyes and listening to the whispers of the bamboo leaves, after a long time, Qiao Niannu frowned softly, his red lips were as soft as paper, and he spat out the words lightly, like pearls falling.
"I can't complain, I can't hate, I can't sit still, I can't sleep peacefully."
Qiao Niannu caressed her cheeks, blushing.
"One day the willows cover the flowers, the mist covers the clouds, the night is quiet, and each other vows forever."
Walking out of the stone ping, stepping barefoot on the grass, Qiao Niannu sat down slowly.
"This season is full of romance and Jiaqing, brocade pieces are also like a future, full of kindness, our two painting halls will live on their own."
After singing a section, the skirt spread out like lotus flowers, Qiao Niannu's slender legs landed on the gradually green grass, lay down, and closed her eyes.
The wind is rolling and the clouds are relaxing, waiting for that day to come.
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Li Rou cautiously went down the mountain along the stone canal, and finally saw the white shadow of the road around the mountain. Looking around, he jumped high from behind the thorn bushes and landed on the road.
Just as he didn't meet anyone or a car when he went up the mountain, Li Lu ran all the way down the mountain, and stopped suddenly when he came to the road down the mountain, and saw a bus approaching from a distance.
Zhonghai is closely connected with the surrounding cities. There are many intercity buses of this kind. Li Rou waved repeatedly. The bus driver looked sideways and stopped.
Li Rou jumped into the car, smiled awkwardly at the driver, found a seat and sat down.
There are still people looking around, but the Chinese are getting used to not chatting up strangers, but they are still keen to watch.
Li Rou got used to these gazes very quickly, although it was different from cosplay, when people looked at it for admiration and fun, but now they are staring purely out of curiosity and boredom.
"This year is 2012 AD. The Qin, Han, Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties have all perished. Now it is the 63rd year since the founding of the People's Republic of China."
Li Rou was about to take out his mobile phone to see if An Zhishui had sent him a text message, when the girl next to him who was crouching against the car window suddenly said softly.
Li Rou only felt that his neck was as stiff as his brain, and he slowly turned his head to look at the girl.
Today's girls mature prematurely, and it is difficult to accurately tell their age. Li Rou looked at the surprise, nervousness and a little panic in her big eyes. Look at her childish face, and her youthful appearance. With a small body, it is estimated that it is about the same size as An Nanxiu.
"I'm Li Bai, a person from the Tang Dynasty." Li Rou smiled slightly, and cupped his hands towards the girl—
Slower updates can lead to problems.
Xia Hua has never had many depressing things when writing books, but I can't take good care of the anti-defense party and the brain-supplement party.
Don't say you like it easily, and don't say you give up easily. It's always too frivolous and hasty to make a decision casually. It's okay for a book, but it may reflect your attitude towards life.
Last night, my hypochondriac relapsed, and I was in constant panic, just like the last time I suspected that I had AIDS. Now because of my weak body, I always felt that it was a precursor to terminal illness, so I didn't sleep all night.
Sorry, tossing myself, but also tossing everyone.