The tense scene was like a stove with firewood drawn, and a "his" sounded to suppress the joy that was full of talent.
Li Shiyi raised his eyes to look at the soldier, the mustache was squinted and his eyes were thin and lean. He couldn't hold his big yellow teeth when speaking. He was wearing a neat army coat, a slightly protruding beer belly, and a military cap on a hot day. The brim of the hat is right in the middle.
The voice is loud, but she is slightly shorter than Li Shiyi. At this moment, she looks up at her, but her eyelids are drooping, trying to make a disdainful attitude.
When the barrel of the gun was against Li Shiyi, Wu Qian took three or two steps forward, digging into the inside of the suit, and pulling out a short pistol, with a distance of two or three meters, accurately and stably facing the army master. temple.
Mr. Tu followed and took it out, but there was nothing in his pocket, so he took the courage to pull out a wine bottle and slammed it on the table, a crisp "bang" made the scene jump, and A Yin covered his chest and stared. He, with the phrase "Your Uncle" on the tip of his tongue, saw Mr. Tu sweeping the sharp half of the glass forward, and shouted, "If you have something to say, talk about it!"
The soldier frowned and glanced at him, and the youngest Tu pointed at Li Shiyi and said loudly: "You... Look carefully, she is a girl, two girls are sisters, dance, and a knife and a gun can't be wrong."
Li Shiyi raised the corner of his mouth, half a smile, not a smile.
Seeing that she was not in a hurry, Song Nineteen released his right hand that was holding half the ball and glanced at the two of them on the other side. A Luo sat on the armrest of the sofa with his legs crossed, and stroked the hem of his clothes. A Yin stood aside. Looking at it with little force, the silk in his hand was gripped a little tighter.
Song Shijiu glanced at Li Shijiu when he saw Li Shijiu.
But he heard that the military lord pulled Yunyun to his side, and hummed, "That's a coincidence, my eighth concubine, I used to love girls."
The bride-to-be welcomed back in the ballroom was as beautiful as a monster, but he was not too worried. He thought that the girls couldn't make a name for themselves, and because of the freshness, even though he did it a few times, the joke spread now. Half of the Shanghai beach, people want face, tree and bark, no matter what you do, you have to make a rule.
- That's because of your eighth concubine, you have to discipline yourself. Tu Lao Yao didn't have the guts to say this. After thinking about Li Shiyi's seducing behavior, he didn't have the face to say it, so he wrinkled his nose and sent the wine bottle forward. Li Shiyi erected his lazy neck and slapped the barrel of the gun backwards a little. Then, with a cold face in the unresponsive eyes of the soldier, he raised his right hand and squeezed a talisman, which he quickly attached to Yunyun. on the forehead.
The talisman paper burst out with blue flames, Yunyun wailed on the spot, and her beautiful figure hooked the golden edge. The light was strong and weak for a while, and the edge began to turn white. After a few seconds, it was vaguely transparent, as strange as water melted.
Several timid young ladies and aunts covered their lips and screamed.
Li Shiyi looked at Jun Ye while screaming, and said, "She's a ghost."
She smiled and looked innocent: "I hunt ghosts."
The hand of the military master holding Yunyun seemed to be scalded by the fire, and the blue veins jumped up. Taking into account the maintenance of the military master's demeanor, he must not show timidity. So he pinched Yunyun's shoulder without changing his face, and took it back slowly, squinting his eyes and staring at Li Shiyi for about ten seconds, and suddenly a string of shocking long laughter, the moustache trembled with laughter.
With a glance, he ordered the adjutant to put away the gun, and said, "Miss Li! We don't know each other even if we don't fight!"
The sound of the gun barrel landing neatly, and the soldiers withdrew in an orderly manner. The military lord looked at Li Shiyi amid the rustling sound of the fabric rubbing, tilted his head, took a suave and polite standing posture, turned around and laughed twice with the adjutant, put his hands on his waist, and said to Li Shiyi. : "I'm offended today, go to my house and have a drink?"
It was clearly an invitation, but he used "Fu Shang", the polite words were a mess, but the words came out of the barrel of the gun with a lot of force.
Li Shiyi didn't want to have a conflict here, and also wanted to take Yunyun away, so he nodded, respectful rather than obedient.
The military lord watched her wink at the girl in the dark place, and the girl removed the red thread on her wrist, yanked the hairpin again, and pulled out a few copper plates from the coiled bun. After threading the thread twice, you have to step forward to the bright spot.
Just as he was about to step up, he was stopped by Aro who was beside him. Aro took the woven red rope and handed it over to Wu Qian, so he stepped forward to tie Yunyun, and then pulled Ayin back into the darkness.
The military master looked at Wu Qian's skillful bundling of ghosts, and was stunned for a while, half convinced and half afraid. During the action, Song Nineteen came forward to look for Li Shiyi, and the military lord met Song Nineteen's eyebrows, and his fear disappeared three or two times. With a crooked smile, he asked Li Shiyi, "This is...?"
Li Shiyi stretched out his hand and pulled Song Jiujiu over: "It's also a ghost."
The military master was agitated, a frivolous smile froze on his lips, and he unconsciously stepped back half a step to hold the gun. Seeing Song Nineteen with his head buried, his black hair covering half of his fair face, he really didn't dare to take a closer look, he coughed twice and turned his head to take a look.
Going out and waiting for the car, the military lord's address to Li Shiyi has changed from "Miss Li" to "Mr. Mrs.", and he politely invited her to go to the house to clean up, stop Feng Shui on the way, and take a look at this beach Whether it is in line with his flying dragon in the sky.
Li Shiyi neither accepted nor refused, just listened silently. When the three or five foreign cars were properly parked, the military lord took the lead in the first car, and the next car was arranged for Li Shiyi and the two female ghosts. He also generously allocated a car to the female husband. friends, and ordered the driver to escort the youngest Wu Qian Tu and Aroa Yin back to the mansion.
Li Shiyi held on to the car door and stood still. Seeing the soldier in front of him rolling away with flying dust, he paused and walked to the back and knocked on the car window twice. A Luo rolled down the car window, Li Shiyi glanced at A Yin inside, and said to A Luo Tong Tu's youngest: "Go back and rest, you don't have to wait for me at night."
Half the words were said, and the rest was in the exchange of eyes with Aro.
A Yin frowned, and A Luo nodded in agreement: "Okay."
When Li Shiyi didn't want to say anything, Ayin never talked much. Even when she came back to find Yunyun, she didn't ask for a reason, but in the tacit understanding between Li Shiyi and Aro just now, she subtly noticed that Something is wrong.
Li Shiyi was hiding from her.
She raised her gloved arm and put her fingers against the end of her nose.
The street was quiet in the middle of the night, and the scenery on both sides quickly receded. The phoenix trees were cast down by the street lights, and the tree shadows were projected on the glass in short and long lines, making the color of Li Shiyi's lips and nose bright for a while, and dark for a while. Song Nineteen sat a palm-width away from her, looked away from Yunyun in the co-pilot, and habitually placed it on Li Shiyi's side face.
It has been a long time since Xian Lesi arrived at Jun Ye's house. She was so bored that she wanted to ask Li Shiyi a lot. It could be seen that she closed her eyes and raised her mind.
The line of sight seemed to have a solid body, and when she scratched Li Shiyi's face, she opened her eyes in response, raised her eyebrows and asked her.
"Is my dance good?" Song Nineteen picked it up and asked an unimportant question first.
"Not very good."
Song Nineteen nodded, not discouraged at all, as if what he had just said was just an introduction: "Then, how can you dance so well?"
Sure enough, it was an introduction, and it was an inquiry into Li Shiyi's past.
Li Shiyi leaned his head against the glass, shook his chin naturally as the car moved, and smiled lightly: "In the past, when we were fighting, we always had to deal with noble people when shipping. If it is too shabby, the price will be lowered."
She didn't answer directly, but happened to respond to Song Nineteen's search.
Is this kind of empathy also learned from dealing with people? Song Nineteen held his chin with big eyes.
Song Nineteen took a look at the driver who was not squinting, moved over to Li Shiyi, and whispered with her, "When did you know Yunyun is a ghost?"
Li Shiyi paused and shook his head: "I don't know."
Song Nineteen was astonished, Xing Xing's eyes widened.
Li Shiyi lowered his voice and lowered his head to look at her helplessly: "I looked at you before I squeezed the talisman."
Song Nineteen nodded. At that time, her mind was buzzing for a while because of her nervousness and her heartbeat.
Li Shiyi cleared his throat, moved his head to Song Jiujiu's ear, and said in a loud voice, "I originally wanted you to stop her and play a trick."
Song Nineteen was stunned, half because of remorse without tacit understanding, and half because Li Shiyi's thin and indifferent lips were leaning against her ear. Hiding shyly.
She raised her hand to cover her ears, turned her head to look at Li Shiyi resentfully, Li Shiyi backed away, looked at her and sighed.
It seems to be saying, luckily, that Yunyun is really a ghost.
Song Nineteen was a little dejected. It was the first time that Li Shiyi could use it, but she didn't respond at all. She moved her feverish earlobe one by one, like a kitten being slapped and reprimanded.
Seeing her appearance, Li Shiyi pursed his lips and smiled, then closed his eyes again and rested against the car window as usual.
The shadows of the roaming trees changed a dozen times, and she heard Song Nineteen from the side make a weak voice: "You played tricks on me today, too."
Li Shiyi didn't open his eyes, his eyebrows moved.
Song Nineteen pursed his lips, knowing that she was listening: "Yesterday when I went out, the window was open, but when I came back, it was closed. I live on the same floor as you, so you must have come to see me. You saw me not here. , didn't make a sound to look for me, I think I came to see me practicing dance."
Also, there were still water droplets on the ground by the window, and the same fragrance that Li Shiyi had on Li Shiyi's hair today remained in the air.
"You clearly know that I practice dancing, but today you asked me if I could dance and why I danced." Song Nineteen looked at her, his thick eyelashes trembled slightly: "You asked clearly."
Li Shiyi's lip line opened and closed, and the meridian between his neck tugged secretly.
Song Nineteen's face turned pale pink, she thought for a while, then said boldly and softly, "I like your knowingly asking."