After eating the vegetable buns and returning to the house, he saw Ruan Siqiong's figure unexpectedly.
"Yo, little cabbage!"
He was still wearing a blue shirt, and his long robe fluttered in the wind.
"Who is it?"
Qing Qiao raised her eyes.
"Dare to ask Miss, besides you, who else wears such lush, fresh and natural clothes here?"
Ruan Siqiong glanced at her green coat and pursed his lips.
"..." Qing Qiao was speechless. In front of him she was really good.
Not only the dishes, but also the special dishes, that is, special dishes.
"Why don't you talk?" Ruan Siqiong raised his eyebrows, "Could it be that you have a problem with this dress?"
"I don't dare." Qing Qiao buried her head, hiding her thoughts.
"I think it looks like I'm too angry to vent my anger." Ruan Siqiong made a comment with a smile.
"—The color of this dress is so refined, I really like it." Qing Qiao quickly raised her head, revealing a professional six-toothed smile.
"Oh, how much do you like it?" Ruan Siqiong folded his arms, trying to relax.
Qing Qiao pulled out an embroidered silk handkerchief from her sleeve, shook it into the air, and sang and danced: "That joy, that joy! That knock! That beat!"
At the end, he did not forget to wink at Ruan Siqiong: "Trust the uncle, that's right! The choice of the uncle is the best choice!"
Ruan Siqiong couldn't help but shook his head and said with emotion: "Taking you down the mountain is the best choice in my life."
. "
Gu Qingqiao endured the sour water in his stomach, feeling infinite sorrow in his heart - people are indeed forced out, I never thought that I would have such a shameless day.
"By the way, who gave you the bracelet on your hand?"
Ruan Siqiong opened his mouth coldly, his black eyes were as deep as green mountains.
"...a man."
Qing Qiao pursed her lips carefully.
"Oh? I don't know what kind of man is willing to give away such an important sacred object?"
In a casual tone, there was a hiss between the teeth.
"Well... To tell you the truth, uncle, in fact, according to the aesthetics of pigs, he is basically considered good-looking."
Silence, followed by Ruan Siqiong's laughter.
"... Ghost! I forgot to ask you, what price did you pay for this bracelet?"
His eyes are erratic and his expression is soft and delicate.
"...I forgot." Qing Qiao smiled, "After getting this bracelet, Xiao Qiao will forget all that should be forgotten."
The laughter stopped abruptly.
Ruan Siqiong turned his head, his pupils were shining brightly, as if he crushed the stars one by one, scattered them into the frame, and opened his eyes brilliantly.
"Xiaobaicai, you have to know that I never do things for others without a reason."
He sighed lowly, narrowed his eyes slightly, and closed them loosely as if it didn't matter.
"... The disciple knows." Qing Qiao bit her lips trembling slightly, her fingernails deeply embedded in her flesh - what should come will always come, what should be faced will always be faced.
"... So?" She took a deep breath, raised her head, and faced the following.
"So, now, to be fair, I want to touch your face."
Ruan Siqiong stood quietly on the spot, with raised brows and slightly narrowed eyes
.
Sky light and cloud shadows, dripping a bouquet of unpredictable beauty.
Qing Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, but was furious again.
"I said Uncle Ruan, people can't be so shameless!" You still want to take advantage of me? Obviously already occupied it!
"No and no." Ruan Siqiong just smiled, "What's the advantage? Naturally, you have to be willing."
Qing Qiao puffed up her chest: "You always wait slowly. Unless the river flows backwards, I will never be willing in this life." Then she raised her eyes to stab him, "Could it be that you intend to overpower the king?"
"How is it possible?" Ruan Siqiong continued to laugh, with crooked eyebrows, "I would never do that just because of Ruan Siqiong's name in Xiling. Besides, twisted melons are not sweet."
Qing Qiao let out a sigh of relief, just as the big stone in her heart was about to fall to the ground, she heard Ruan Siqiong say: "So, I usually come to Yin."
With a flick of his sleeves, he sat lightly on the edge of the stone table, half resting his chin and began to look up at the sky.
"Blue~~~wood~~people~~~shape~~~~sword~~~"
He stared at the white clouds in the sky, and slowly uttered these five words, each of which was trilled with the old elder's long tremolo, which had a profound meaning.
Qing Qiao's tears rolled out, surging.
"Greetings to the hero, here, feel free to touch." She closed her eyes and moved her face closer, "You can touch it however you want, and you can pinch it if you feel uncomfortable. This thing is soft and elastic, and Mr. Bao is satisfied. "
Unexpectedly, Ruan Siqiong changed his mind on the spur of the moment: "Oh, I suddenly don't want to touch my face, I decided to touch a more interesting place."
oh, my goddess! Turtle Immortal! Zhu Xingdang!
Qing Qiao shielded her chest with her hands and her whole body was tense, thinking to herself, if you dare to make any obscene moves, this pervert, I will never swallow it again, at worst we will die together!
Unexpectedly, Ruan Siqiong suddenly reached out and gently lifted her black hair.
"You look good from top to bottom, only here
. " he said with a smile.
Qing Qiao trembled, and turned to look at him.
"... Xiaobaicai, if one day you can successfully leave here with the green wood human-shaped sword." He opened his five fingers slightly, and gently combed her soft hair strand by strand, "Listen to the uncle's words, and never come back. "
The tone was slightly cool, a little gloomy, sullen and uncomfortable.
Qing Qiao had never seen such an uncle before, so she couldn't help but look back at him.
Ruan Siqiong smiled and stretched out his hand, covering her eyes without showing any traces: "—I am worried about you. Once the human-shaped sword is taken away by you, everyone in Xiling will chase and kill you. Xiaobaicai, you must remember to take it away first. Find the cabbage hole well, or the master uncle will be helpless when the time comes!"
It's okay if you don't listen, but the more you listen, the more depressed you become, Qing Qiao suddenly drooped her shoulders, her face full of resentment.
As soon as Ruan Siqiong left, someone came to the door behind him.
"Junior Junior Sister, something serious is wrong!" Seventh Senior Sister grabbed her hand with a look of panic on her face, "I just heard that some female disciples in Ganyitang formed a private association and said that they will drive you out of Xiling!"
"...Why?" Qing Qiao was slightly taken aback, "I don't know where I offended them?"
"You silly girl!" Seventh Senior Sister rolled her eyes and poked her forehead vigorously, "Uncle Ruan came to see you every few days, they are naturally jealous!"
When Qing Qiao heard it, she couldn't help but feel sad—how long, how long has it been since she encountered such a classic Xiaoyan plot? ! Since parting from the prime minister's daughter Du Ruoyun in Beijing (see Chapter 6), she has never faced such a pink challenge. As a small white article, how abnormal is this! Except for the group of brain-dead female supporting roles who play tricks and play tricks, who else can selflessly highlight the heroine's intelligence and nobility
Thanks to the country, the government, the party and the people, and thank you for giving the author such a chance to reform himself!
With tears in her eyes, she held her senior sister's hand tightly and said: "Seventh senior sister, please tell them, let them come here!"
As soon as the voice fell, there was a sound of "biu~~~~", something slammed heavily on the window lattice of the room, "Bang Dang!"
Looking back, it turned out that a tomato came
.
The two were silent at the same time.
"As long as a person is alive, persistence is victory..." Seventh Senior Sister summoned up her courage to speak.
But I heard crackling noises, and a lot of UFOs appeared on the windows, so colorful and beautiful.
"... also learn to give up at the right time..." Seventh Senior Sister immediately changed her words, showing despair.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." Qing Qiao waved her hand at her with a gentle voice, "I have my own way."
I saw the little junior sister walking slowly to the desk, laying out the rice paper with her sleeves fluttering, picked up the brush, and began to practice calligraphy as steadily as Mount Tai.
"Think I'm angry? Hey~~~ I'm not angry."
She murmured while writing, and finally stopped writing and smiled: "Come on, Senior Sister, please help me hang this on the door.".
Seventh Senior Sister took it over and took a look, there were exactly nine big characters written in italics on the paper—
"Welcome to all free throwing objects".
———————The parabolic body represents the flattering dividing line—————
The hot summer makes people sleepy.
When Gu Qingqiao was lifted from the bamboo couch, he was still half asleep and half awake.
"Junior Sister, you haven't packed your things yet?" The third senior sister's voice came faintly from beside my ears, "I'm going down the mountain in half an hour!"
"Ah..." Qing Qiao yawned loudly, "So fast? I thought the head would hold a talent show for this downhill..."
"Bah!" The third senior sister patted her delicate little pp, and dragged her out of the bed forcibly, "What talent show? You are the head of the concubine selection? Why don't you hurry up and pack my things?!"
Folding clothes while laughing, Qing Qiao's mind was in chaos.
— Are you leaving today
—The senior sister said it was today, so today is it...
— But having said that, last night, it felt so good to tease the gang of senior sisters in the middle of the night... It's not too late for a woman to take revenge for three days, hehe... I'm afraid you don't come, if you come, you will definitely die...
Reluctantly rushing to the assembly point, the large army is ready
.
"Master Uncle, people have already arrived." Third Senior Sister cupped her hands towards Ruan Siqiong, who was on a tall horse, with a smile as sweet as honey.
"Li Li, I don't worry about your work." Ruan Siqiong only smiled back faintly, and the ears of the third senior sister were puffing up like pink smoke.
"Little Qiao, why are you listless?" Ruan Siqiong suddenly turned his head to look at her, his eyes were heavy, "I heard that a lot of fruits and vegetables suddenly grew in your place of residence recently, what's the matter?"
"Master Uncle, it didn't grow." Qing Qiao stroked the back of her head, "They just came to see Feng Shui, and they went back after visiting."
"...Oh? Did they comment on Feng Shui?" Ruan Siqiong raised his eyebrows slightly and hooked the corners of his mouth.
"Let's talk, they said my feng shui is not good, so they all went back to my hometown to work together." Qing Qiao smiled.
"Really—" Ruan Siqiong squinted his eyes, and said in a drawn-out tone, "Since doing a Feng Shui class is so good, why did I hear that some female disciples couldn't sleep because of the smell last night?"
"Yeah? I don't know either!" Qing Qiao clenched her fists to her mouth, her eyes were watery like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, "Oh, I see, it might be that those fairies of vegetables and fruits didn't arrive home until three days later. Excited, forget to take a shower first!"
Ruan Siqiong looked at her again for a while, then finally shook his head and laughed.
"That's all, I won't pursue it with you." He turned his head and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Since you didn't sleep well last night, you should catch up on a good sleep in the carriage today."
Pointing along Ruan Siqiong's whip, Qing Qiao saw a brown carriage sitting quietly in the corner.
The person sitting in the carriage was none other than Senior Brother Baozi whom he had never forgotten a few days ago. Now he has all his hair wrapped up on the top of his head, revealing a bald, fleshy face. The advantages are gone, and the disadvantages are more outstanding. The more he looks, the more he looks like a bun.
Glancing casually out of the corner of her eye, she suddenly noticed that the third senior sister shivered.
"Brother Lao Lao
. "She walked over without knowing how deep she was, and greeted Senior Baozi politely.
Brother Baozi glanced at her, and nodded casually as a return gift.
"... Dare to ask senior brother, why do you have to look like this today?" Although Qing Qiao had already got into the carriage, she still couldn't hold back her nose and gossip.
"You'll know later." Brother Baozi gritted his teeth and smiled back at her.
Waiting for her senior brother to harness the horse, Qing Qiao rested her chin on one hand and began to think about the problem.
—Why did Third Senior Sister shiver just now? Could it be because of Brother Baozi
No! In her opinion, apart from his appearance like a steamed bun, this senior brother is very ordinary. He is just an ordinary person who is not too old or young. You see, his eyes were slits and opened in confusion, as if he had never had enough sleep. Even if he is a passer-by, he is also the one who is particularly bad among the passers-by. How could he scare the beautiful and smart Third Senior Sister
Seeing the senior brother harnessing one horse after another, Qing Qiao couldn't help being a little dazed.
"Brother!" She licked her dry lips, "Excuse me, how many horses do you want to harness?"
"Well, according to my usual habits, it's about eight horses." Brother Baozi didn't turn his head.
"I'm the only passenger, so it doesn't take so much..." Qing Qiao suddenly felt uneasy.
"It's okay, I have my own plan." After harnessing the last horse, the senior brother slowly climbed into the cart and picked up the reins.
Looking at the blurred smiles on the faces of Ruan Siqiong and others in the distance, Qing Qiao began to have some kind of ominous premonition.
Before the words "I want to get off the carriage" came out of my mouth, I heard a loud "drive", the carriage rose into the air, and the horses rushed out like arrows off the string.
"Ouch!"
Qing Qiao couldn't sit still for a while, she rolled out of the carriage with a bang, and pointed her small face at Brother Baozi's plump and juicy cock.
"Slow down, slow down, brother!"
Unprepared, she was hit dizzy and wanted to cry without tears
.
"Slow? There is no such word as slow in my life!"
Brother Baozi turned a deaf ear to it, and with a whip, the horses spread their hooves and continued to gallop.
Huge black shadows flitted across the ground, and they just ignored the large army and roared all the way away.
"Ah!"
"Oooo!"
"Yeah, yeah!"
"Hey hey hey hey!"
…
Ever since the carriage started to fly, Qing Qiao's butt was basically not attached to the seat, and was always in a state of drifting in mid-air. In order not to be knocked out halfway, she had no choice but to hold on to a wooden frame tightly, her whole body tensed and ready to buffer at any time. Reluctantly, the mountain road was bumpy and bumpy all the way, no matter how careful her precautions were, she had to rise into the air from time to time, and at the same time, her head did not forget to have a close contact with the carriage.
The wind was rushing in, making it hard for her to breathe—it turned out that Brother Baozi wrapped his head with cloth to reduce the resistance of the wind! !
Suddenly there was a sharp "squeak" and the carriage turned around. Qing Qiao slipped her hand and fell to the floor, rolling left and right with the carriage.
Boom, boom, boom!
Alas, there must be many more bruises on the body.
"Damn, I'm going to die!" She was startled and frightened, and couldn't help shouting.
Helplessly, senior Baozi was completely immersed in the fun of the speeding car, and there was nothing else in his ears except the whistling wind.
So Qing Qiao had no choice but to stand up bravely amidst the bumps and grab the wooden frame again, her knuckles turning blue.
Da da, da da, when her buttocks were bumped into pieces and finally completely numb, she suddenly remembered Ruan Siqiong's instructions before leaving, and wished she could find someone to stomp him immediately.
As for Brother Baozi, he was still so bad, he kept going all the way like this and moved forward like crazy at the speed of Ferrari 2008f1.
until the destination.