Only then did Ayin remember her coldness in Aro's cough, so she retreated into Aro's arms peacefully.
If you can't do it, you can't do it. Is it difficult to become an overlord? It seems that she is Meng Lang.
She yawned and fell asleep smelling the medicinal fragrance on Ah Ro's body.
This time, I slept very comfortably, and the curled muscles and bones sprouted, and itchy and tender fruit was born. Aro stayed with her for a few days, and then she healed her sick nest, and her face was radiant, as if she had fallen into the candied fruit.
She watched Aro write poetry, paint, look at paintings, and look at her again. She remembered that when she was a child, she always wanted to raise a snow-white bunny, and later she wanted to raise a majestic black cat.
Now she looks at Arro, and feels that her pale cheeks are like a white rabbit, her satin hair like ink is like a black cat, her watery eyes are sugar snowballs that she has been greedy for thousands of times, and even her eyelashes are hawthorn The bamboo stick, she satisfies all her extravagant Xiaoxiang, and also finds all her lost desires for her.
In fact, I also bought many items later, including clothes from Kinmen Garment Bureau, double-headed abalone from Taiping Pavilion, honey powder made from German sweet-scented osmanthus, and vanishing cream with Indian sandalwood fragrance. But she never had the satisfaction of "owning". With Aro at this moment, she seemed to have something of her own in the true sense, which made her love it and made her unable to look away.
As usual, Ah Luo had to take medicine with Ah Tao for half an hour every day. Although Ah Yin tasted delicious, she became a girlfriend because of it.
This afternoon, she went downstairs and saw Li Shiyi sitting at the dining table and opening a jar of salted egg and crab jelly sauce that the youngest Mr. Tu had brought along with him. Song Shijiu bowed his head and cut his paper seriously.
The crab roe is like fine sand in the oil, shining like gold, the meat is more fragrant than the lake and the sea, and it is naturally a first-class fragrance. Li Shiyi only glanced at her, and was about to close the lid. Seeing Ayin swallowing, he asked her, "Do you want to eat?"
I still have leftover rice from the morning in the kitchen and it's great to mix it up too.
Ayin held her cheeks, shook her head and sat down: "No, I have gained weight these days."
The mouth is complaining, but the pair of peach blossom eyes are smiling, and the spring breeze is proud of horseshoe disease.
Song Nineteen looked straight and happy, Ayin loved to talk nonsense, but his face never lied, and his emotions were the most obvious.
Li Shiyi glanced at her: "Where's Arro?"
A Yin supported his temple with his left hand, and half paralyzed sluggishly. First he laughed, and then stared at the right index finger that was drawing a circle on the table: "Our family Arro..."
"I just took the medicine, and I'm resting."
She twitched the corners of her mouth, saying "our family Aro" made her very happy, and even the old wood on the table was looked at by her.
Song Nineteen smiled, blinked at Li Shiyi a few times, shook his head and repeated in a low voice, "Our family, Arro."
A Yin straightened up, folded her arms in front of her chest, and glared at her: "I have loved learning since I was a child. Now that I am older, I still look like this."
"You put the ready-made ones in front of you, what do you learn from me?" She winked, "You should say—'our family eleven', you learn?"
She looked at her in a relaxed manner, Song Nineteen's ears were pink, and she glanced at Li Shiyi, but she couldn't open her mouth no matter what, it was quiet for a while, and the awkward atmosphere permeated silently, A Yin was complacent , but listened to a cold voice from the side: "Your family's Arro's cold is not good yet?"
A Yin turned her head and saw Li Shiyi buttoning the glass jar with a faint glance.
A Yin heard her overtones: "What?"
Li Shiyi put his fingers on the iron cover, and spit out three words from his thin lips: "Drinking Soul Whip."
The fluff behind Ayin's ear trembled, and her heart was swayed as she asked her, "What do you mean?"
"I don't know what it means, but when she was taking the medicine yesterday, she vaguely heard these three words." Li Shiyi said, "You should ask her."
A Yin raised her waist with a "hiss", and frowned suspiciously: "She hasn't been on the medicine for the past two days, can you hear her?"
Li Shiyi lowered his eyes, turned his head slightly to the right, and said, "My hearing seems to be getting clearer and clearer."
She could hear the tickling rain under the old bricks and tiles in the alley next door, the new mud brought by Gui Yan at the corner of the eaves, the footsteps that fell on the street when they returned from buying vegetables for five dollars, and... She carried He glanced at A Yin and tucked a secret smile into the corner of his mouth.
The phrase "No" that a certain girl got when she was not ashamed or ashamed to seek pleasure.
She didn't speak, but the corners of her mouth were slightly bent like the most straightforward words, which made A Yin's cheeks flush red, inexplicably red, and red enough to understand.
She raised her hand to hold her face, her palm suppressed the sudden embarrassment, and she didn't dare to ask Li Shiyi any more, she just slammed the heel of her shoe on the spot a few times, and whispered, "I'll go right here. ask."
After she finished speaking, regardless of the reaction of the two, she coughed and swung her shoulders up.
The disappearing shadow took away the irritating fragrance, and the hall became quiet again. Song Nineteen smiled and retracted his eyes, still bowing his head and twisting the paper. The sound of paper breaking is clack, like a hungry silkworm eating mulberry leaves, like an intermittent stopwatch, and all the whispers that point to peace and quiet. A cool shadow fell between her wandering fingers. She raised her head and bumped into Li Shiyi's eyes.
Li Shiyi stood beside her, with his right hand on the back of the chair behind her, looked at her lightly, and said, "She's gone."
Song Nineteen didn't know why, so he put the paper figurine on his lap and nodded, "Yeah."
"It can be said."
Li Shiyi's voice was very soft, like the tenderness of light and shadow in her eyes, and Song Shijiu was stunned in her eyes, and easily fell behind: "What?"
"What do you think?" Li Shiyi tilted his head slightly and asked her back.
A Yin left a sentence in his ear - "Our family Li Shiyi, do you want to learn?"
Song Nineteen withdrew her gaze, stretched out her hand and grabbed her cuff, touched it a few times, and a smile entered her eyes. She looked at Li Shiyi with frowning eyes, and didn't speak, she just laughed.
Li Shiyi also smiled, raised his hand from the back of the chair, scratched at Song Shijiu's chin, and nodded lightly: "I heard."
On the second floor, there was a faint sputum of medicine, which smudged Gumu's age just right. Ayin pushed the door open, it was not as dark as the previous days, the curtain was pulled down a little, enough sunlight to open up the territory, and the inside was cut off by the smoke from the incense burner. Aro stood in front of the brightest desk with his back facing Window lattice writing.
The long hair lay meekly on her back, and it seemed to obey in the shadow of the dark corner. Only the small half of the hair that was hit by the sun could detect the uneasy hair ends, and one or two were slightly curled up. Her ghostly serenity added a little playfulness.
A Yin walked behind her, her eyes caught on the ridiculously playful idea.
After A Luo finished writing what he had written, he looked at A Yin, smiled softly, and said, "Morning."
She is always polite to A Yin, but her politeness is full of ambiguity, making an untimely sound like an affectionate secret word.
Ayin directly pierced Aro's secret words: "Two hours ago, when you woke up, it was the same sentence."
Arrow smiled, bowed his head and dipped his wolf's hair in ink.
Ayin didn't want to go around in circles with her, so she looked at her sleeves and said, "When will your illness be better?"
Aro moved his wrist intently: "It's been a lot better in the past few days, and I'll stop taking medicine in three or two days."
With a "uh" sound, Ayin put her hands on the edge of the table, pushed her back up, and asked her tentatively, "I'll make this medicine for you, will it work?"
Aro paused and looked up at her.
Ayin simply sat down on the table, looked at her with her head raised, her brows were lightly piled up, she bit her lip, and said, "Lord Futi, we agreed before, I'm not duplicitous, I'll be honest with you, right? ?"
Her cry of "Lord Futi" reached the apex of Aro's heart, but her face was very sultry, her natural charm was picked up by the sun, and she devoured her soul like a monster. A Luo then put the pen down, picked up the silk on the side and gently wiped the ink stains between his fingers, and said in a low voice, "I'll tell you if you don't ask."
"It's just that I don't quite know how to speak."
She lowered her neck slightly, her eyes fell on the wet ink, and she read the words slowly, then looked up into A Yin's eyes, her chest sank.
A Yin suddenly felt an unprecedented panic when she was about to speak. She grabbed A Luo's hand and raised her voice slightly: "What did you do?"
Her mind went through the words quickly: "Cultivation of the human body? Change of government status? Or... Are you going to rebel?"
She sucked in a breath of cold air, her face was faintly pale, and she spoke as fast as a bean: "Don't be stupid and do anything wicked, you can be your Lord of Hell at ease, so that I can have a backer. ,you… "
Aro's thin shoulders trembled, and she smiled weakly and cleanly. She shook her head: "It's not for you, it's for my own sake."
A Yin's hanging heart dropped halfway in an instant, and it hung down in the middle. She saw A Luo pull out his hand, return to her neck, brush her hair aside, and then go up to the top. Next, one by one, the buttons of the robe were unbuttoned.
The fair and delicate skin spread out inch by inch from the bottom of the ink-colored robe, like a pair of good danqing showing the mountains and dew. When he came out, he just took off his head when he was beaten to the core when Arrow turned around.
She narrowed her eyes and stared at Aro's bare back in disbelief.
The curve of the lumbar fossa is still as good as the drawing, the shoulder blades are dormant on it like butterfly wings, and there is a shallow ravine in the center, and a reserved shadow is piled up among the suet jade-like texture. This should be a meticulously carved body, if it can ignore the messy scars on the top.
The scar is already very shallow, with a faint red on the edge, it is the tenderness of the newly grown flesh, but Ayin looks at the width of the trace and the shape that crosses it all over it, so it is not difficult to imagine the person in front of him. How tormented.
She clenched her hand tightly, took a deep breath and let it go, her fingers didn't move at all, she didn't even have the courage to touch her, she just stuck firmly to her trembling thigh, pursing her lips and pursing her lips to make her tone sound Not so blunt: "This is... Soul Drinking Whip?"
A Luo was stunned, turned his face halfway, looked at the corner of A Yin's restrained mouth, and nodded after a while.
"I used to have a marriage."
As soon as the conversation started, A Yin's face turned pale, she looked up at her, and even forgot to manage her flustered expression.
A Luo reassured her with his eyes: "Taishan Prefecture is in charge of the spirits of the three worlds, and there are gods who covet. More than 600 years ago, the Tushan fox clan asked Taishan Prefecture for marriage, and Ling Heng promised me to the Tushan clan, and the wedding date was in 1990. In six or seven years, it will be recorded on the government registration."
She lowered her eyes: "Aheng asked me, I didn't meet you at that time."
I didn't meet a sentence, and I wrapped A Yin's heart that had fallen, and there was still dust on it, and it was painfully stained.
Arrow said: "I don't want to marry now."
She moved her eyelashes, which made A Yin see a little bit of arrogance and nobility that had been hidden so well that she could only talk about it here, and she didn't want to talk about it.
After she returned to Taishan Mansion, she petitioned the government to revoke the marriage, and was sentenced to eighty-one soul-drinking whips. She was still suspicious when she knelt in the middle of the torture platform. The pain of shaving the flesh will make the gods cry.
She is the ghost of the yellow spring, and where did she come from three souls and seven souls.
Until the whip with thick fingers fell on her back for the first time, she clearly saw a silhouette that was indistinguishable from her own from the brows, and shouted a shocking sound from the yellow spring. wailing.
The underworld is moving, Yama is slaughtered, a hundred ghosts are afraid, and Mount Tai is withered.
She lay on the ground in cold sweat, and thousands of fires seemed to have grown on her back. The piercing pain didn't even dare to breathe, so she could only pursed her bloodless lips and recalled dully.
Thinking back to the complete outline of the soul just now, the tear that fell on the letter paper, and the heavy trembling in my chest when I saw the cockfighting girl by the Naihe Bridge, as if something was taking root.
The sunlight poured in like a thread in front of him.
Ah Luo's amber eyes shone brightly, perfectly and tolerantly reflecting the dazed girl in front of her. She stretched out her right hand and touched Ah Yin's handsome cheek with her fingertips, saying to her, "You made me cry. soul."
Ayin's heartache was rising. It turned out that her groaning and wheezing that day were due to taking medicine. It turned out that she had treated her badly, but she always showed the utmost firmness and tolerance. I wondered how she couldn't support Li Shiyi when she asked Aro to come back, but she rushed back to her without stopping.
She didn't want her to find out about her distance and life, for fear that she would be worried, but she was just as careless as she wished, actually believing that even Little Nineteen could see the flaw in Feng Han.
A Yin bit her lower lip, she didn't want to cry, she couldn't cry.
So she just let go of the abused lips lightly, and wanted to say something, she took out her heart tube, but didn't say anything decent. She looked up, only to see Arro staring at her for a long time, too quiet.
A Yin took a breath and asked her, "What are you looking at me for?"
Arrow said: "Scared."
"What are you afraid of?"
"I'm afraid you will feel bad." A Luo smiled lightly, "I'm afraid you won't feel bad."
A Yin's heart twitched, and she asked her with her chin stretched, "Then what did you see?"
Alola's hand, she smiled as she wished: "You feel distressed, but I'm afraid I will see that you feel distressed."