Chapter 147: You Are Mine

"Why hasn't Childe come back, the food is cold. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info "Yingluo stood under an old locust tree not far from the door, looking left and right.

Now, the sun was setting, and only the golden afterglow was quietly sprinkled on the street, and other than that, it was deserted, and even the two members of the Six Doors who were waiting in front of the door had gone to have dinner, but the white glass was still nowhere to be seen.

Standing under the old locust tree and waiting for a while, the door of the six doors suddenly opened, Yingluo smiled politely, and said busily: "Sister Su." ā€

"The exhibition hall hasn't come back yet?" Su Qianyu also smiled and asked.

"Hmm. Yingluo said.

"It's almost night, it's windy, it's better to come in and wait slowly, maybe he will be left by the charming boy to eat." Su Qianqian said.

"Well, no, Childe said that he would come back sooner, and no one would keep him. Yingluo shook her head, her tone full of trust.

Su Qianyu smiled, walked slowly to the locust tree, and shook Yingluo's hands affectionately, after all, it was already autumn, and Yingluo was also thinly dressed, just standing under this tree for more than an hour, her hands were a little cold.

Although I am still a little jealous of this Su Qianyu in my heart, I am now communicating with her as Huafang Yingluo, and it is not easy to refuse her kindness. Besides, since I saw her today, she has been showing goodwill, Yingluo has been familiar with her all day, and now she can calmly accept her intimate actions.

On the long street, only the two of them stood here lonely, inevitably a little lonely, since it was a gesture of goodwill, Su Qianyu didn't mind having more communication with Yingluo, so he asked: "Where is Sister Yingluo?"

Yingluo had a kind smile on her face, but she had a lot of thoughts in her heart, and she didn't know whether to tell her her true identity, so she replied ambiguously: "I was born in Jianyang since I was a child, and I fell in the middle of the road after my family, so I ended up here." ā€

Su Qianyu had no other thoughts, and when she heard Yingluo say this, she was full of praise: "No wonder when I first saw my sister, I felt that my sister was not an ordinary person, and she was in the land of fireworks, but she was like a worldly green lotus, out of the mud and not stained." ā€

Just a gesture?

Why do you suddenly want to show favor to yourself?

may have been infected by Bai Li's suspicions, Yingluo had to think about this simple gesture of favor a few times, before replying: "Sister praised falsely, now I am just a fireworks woman, fortunately Bai Gongzi has mercy, so I can live such a life." ā€

……

The two chatted with each other, and stood under the tree for another half an hour.

"Was it really left for dinner by Miss Mei'er?" Yingluo pursed her lips, as if talking to herself.

When they were lost, they heard the sound of horses' hooves in the empty street, and the two people under the locust tree followed the sound, and a brown horse was slowly walking towards the six doors, and there was a man sitting on horseback, and the horse walked steadily, but he was staggering on horseback, as if he was about to fall off the horse.

Now, night fell, but Yingluo could still recognize the figure on horseback at a glance: "Childe!" happily left Su Qianyu and ran over.

Su Qianyu also smiled with relief, and put aside the idea of befriending Yingluo, she still has a little love for Yingluo, especially when she saw herself back then, like a fool, she only knew the silly girl who was waiting.

Thankfully, she waited......

The swaying figure on horseback was none other than Bai Li, she was drunk, and she was not lightly drunk.

As soon as she got close to her, Yingluo smelled a strong smell of wine, and pulled the reins, and the brown horse immediately stopped in place, and the white glass on the horse's back lost the inertia of the horse's movement, and the reins she had been holding tightly also relaxed, and her body involuntarily rolled off the horse's back.

Yingluo was next to her, naturally she would not tolerate her rolling on the ground, and used all her strength to support her and help her off the horse.

No one would have thought that Bai Li, who was walking on the street with the reins a moment ago, was already drunk and unconscious, and it was this horse that brought her back here.

"It's ...... Drinking too much?" Su Qianyu, who was approaching, was about to reach out to help Bai Li, but heard Yingluo say: "Annoying Sister Su to lead the horse." ā€

As she spoke, Yingluo laboriously put the white glass on her back and staggered forward.

Su Qianyu pulled the reins: "Sister, you wait, I'll call someone." ā€

"No, I can carry her. Yingluo squeezed out a smile.

The steps are very slow, but each step is very steady, and it is clear that she looks like an ordinary weak woman.

On the tall building not far away, a black figure stood there quietly, the whole body of that figure was tightly wrapped in a black robe, and even a man or a woman could not be distinguished, the only thing that was certain was that he knew Yingluo or Bai Li, otherwise he would not have set his eyes on the two, until the two walked into the six doors unharmed, he quietly left.

In the room, Zhang Xuan, who learned that Bai Li was back, wanted to come to ask how the trip was, but he only saw Bai Li lying unconscious on the bed, and left after a few simple greetings.

The room was quiet, Yingluo got up and closed all the doors and windows, walked to the bed, put down the curtain, first removed the mask on Bai Li's face, and then skillfully removed the clothes on Bai Li's body, especially the restraints on her chest, so that she could sleep peacefully and comfortably.

As a killer, staying vigilant anytime and anywhere is a compulsory course, and alcohol will paralyze the nerves and lead to a decrease in concentration, so Bai Lisu rarely drinks alcohol in the day, and even if she drinks, she will definitely use the true qi in her body to get rid of the power of alcohol, but now she is drunk to such a point, for the first time.

That's fine, at least you can get a good night's sleep.

Yingluo smiled, covered the white glass with a quilt, then got out of bed and blew out the candles, groping her way back to the bed.

Sleep together.

In the past, she would fall asleep after lying in bed for a short time, but today, Yingluo couldn't sleep for a long time, and the wine smell of Bai Li's body had not disappeared, which was indeed a little pungent.

But such a quiet white glass, Yingluo is the first time I have seen it.

"Is there anything embarrassing for my sister?" muttered Yingluo.

"But it's okay, wake up, tomorrow will be better. Yingluo said again.

"Isn't it!?" these two words seem to ask, and as if to affirm that tomorrow will be better!

"Don't do it next time, sister, you're very heavy, I'm tired of carrying you back, and I don't dare to let others carry you, I'm going to lose weight, and I'm going to fall if I'm drunk like that."

The head on the pillow slowly slid down beside the pillow, like a child, leaning under the armpit of the white glass, closing his eyes and whispering to himself: "You are my ......"