The little girl was lying flat on the bed, her hands were neatly folded in front of her, her sleeping position was very standard, and the standard was a bit... weird.
Mingxian walked to the bed, wanted to call her, and swallowed the words that rolled to his lips.
He looked down at the man on the bed.
Mingxian didn't take a closer look at her, but at this time, Mingxian realized that she was actually quite good-looking, and she was a little cute in her delicate beauty...
Well, only for looks.
When she was awake, she was not at all cute.
Ming Xian pursed the corners of his lower lips and sat down beside the bed carefully. Ming Xian didn't know what he was doing sitting here, so he simply held the sword and stared at her like that.
Chuzheng woke up when Mingxian came in, but she was a little sleepy and too lazy to open her eyes.
Feeling that Mingxian didn't seem to be planning to do anything, she continued to sleep.
However…
Can't sleep.
What is Mingxian doing looking at her like that
How would you like to cut it better
Chuzheng took a deep breath and opened her eyes. Mingxian's eyes were a little blurry. When she opened her eyes, there was no focus.
Chuzheng stretched out his hand to pull him over, Mingxian only recovered, but he had already threw himself on Chuzheng together with the sword.
Chuzheng put one hand on his waist and one hand across his back.
"What are you staring at me for?"
Are you trying to hurt me!
"release!"
Mingxian was a little annoyed.
"Answer my question." Chu Zheng not only did not loosen it, but tightened it even more.
The two were close to each other, and Mingxian could clearly feel her body, which was completely different from a man's softness.
With a hint of cool fragrance.
The cold fragrance seemed to evoke some sense of well-being, which made his heart feel a little itchy, and strange electric currents flowed through his body.
Mingxian suppressed that weird feeling: "I just came in to see you."
"Have you seen enough?"
"Enough, let me go."
Chuzheng suddenly turned over, Mingxian rolled inside, and she half-pressed him: "Look slowly, I'm very sleepy, don't make any noise."
Chuzheng's fingertips hooked the edge of his mask, Mingxian was startled, and it was too late to reach out to stop him.
The mask was hooked up by her, directly revealing the scar on his forehead.
Mingxian seemed to have been smashed into some secret, and the whole person seemed uneasy, but he didn't want Chuzheng to lower his head and drop a kiss on the scar on his forehead.
The warm lips pressed against the long-term scar, Mingxian seemed to be scalded, and his body trembled slightly.
The kiss was like a dragonfly, brushing like a feather.
Chuzheng lay down, hugged him, and closed his eyes directly.
Mingxian: "…"
He raised his hand slowly, his fingertips touched his forehead, and the next second, as if being stabbed, his fingertips curled back.
Mingxian wanted to get up and leave, his lower body was pressed by his legs, he hugged his girl, and whispered softly, "Don't make trouble, be good."
Mingxian's heart palpitated in those few words.
The inexplicable feeling came in like a tide, drowning him, and fading like a tide.
Then there is only anger.
How dare she...
dare...
After Mingxian was angry, he felt suffocated again.
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Chu Zheng slept a little this night, and when he woke up, he didn't know how long he had slept.
She glanced slightly.
The man was lying next to her, three thousand blue silk pillows under him, and his white clothes were like snow, which made his skin even whiter.
The scar on the forehead doesn't look ferocious at this time, the crow feather-like eyelashes are put together, casting a small and fine shadow under the eyelids, the bridge of the nose is upturned, and the light and pink lips are gently pressed together, which seems a little unstable. .
Chuzheng was selectively blind and could not see the wound on Mingxian's forehead.
Chuzheng saw the sword in Mingxian's arms...
She stretched out her magic claws and wanted to take the sword away, but Mingxian felt it, frowned, hugged the sword tightly, and planned to wake up.
Chuzheng immediately let go of her hand and gently patted Mingxian on the shoulder, comforting him like a child.
Mingxian's frowning brows loosened, and his breathing gradually calmed down.
Chuzheng stared at the sword.
Why am I going to pick it up!
sword:…
Chuzheng silently opened his teeth and claws to the sword for a while, carefully released Ming Xian, got out of bed and left the room.
Chu Zheng sorted out her clothes, and the villain A and B chatting in the corridor immediately greeted her when she saw her coming out.
"Beginning..."
"Be quiet."
The villain A and B glanced back, winked at Chuzheng ambiguously, and lowered his voice: "Miss Chuzheng, what should you do with that person?"
This man didn't know where Miss Chuzheng got it, so he said he wanted to frame the leader and ask them to judge who the leader was.
Chuzheng put his hands on the railing and looked down: "Have you explained it?"
"No. I'm very hard-mouthed. I've tried everything, but I won't say anything."
Chuzheng tapped on the railing with his fingertips: "Let the kitchen prepare food, and Mingxian will bring it to him when he wakes up. I'll go down and have a look."
The wicked A and B should go down.
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There is a basement in Zuihonglou, where the girls who escaped used to be kept, but now that Bai Ying is locked here.
Bai Ying was tied to a chair. The white clothes on his body had been stained red with blood. He lowered his head and looked like he was out of breath.
But judging from his heaving chest, the man was still alive.
wow-
The door was opened, and Chuzheng came in accompanied by the followers of the Brahma Sect.
The congregation poured a ladle of water and poured it directly on Bai Ying's head, and someone took the cloth from his mouth.
The sour mouth was numb and could not be closed for a while.
Bai Ying woke up faintly, with pain all over his body and no strength. He only felt that someone came in, thinking it was those who interrogated him, so he simply continued to pretend to be dead.
"You said, if you go back now, what will your master think of you?"
this voice...
White Shadow suddenly looked up.
I saw the little girl who threw him here and never showed her face again, so she stood in front of him at leisure.
The messy basement contrasted sharply with her clean moon-white body.
Bai Ying took a deep breath.
"Even if you go back now, your master won't believe you anymore. You said you didn't say anything, and who can testify for you."
The little girl's voice did not fluctuate. In this dark and narrow dungeon, she looked gloomy and hit her heart.
Bai Ying was breathing rapidly, but she still gritted her teeth and said, "I don't know anything, you have the ability to kill me!"
Chuzheng justified his name with a serious face: "Why do you want to kill you, I'm not that cruel."
White gold:"… "
Who set the Yang Mansion on fire
is it him
is it him? !
Bai Ying didn't know what happened outside, so he didn't know that the body in Yang's house was gone.
Bai Ying is very stubborn: "You can never get any news from me."
"Oh."
Chuzheng deserves to be very plain, and Bai Ying can't help but look at her strangely.
Will she let herself go so easily
Chuzheng stood there, seeing that the clothes on Bai Ying's body were really unsightly, and instructed the congregation to say in the manner of a devil's head: "Take off his clothes first."
White gold:"!!!"