022 What can I do: escape

"Besides, you can't. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info" Twilight Yang took over coldly, "It's like asking me to give up the Moon Fan Workshop, I can't do it! Mu Qingfeng, you ...... it."

"Don't say it. ”

"Die" or "give up", he has heard too much!

Mu Qingfeng raised his head and poured wine into his mouth, and everything that he didn't have time to swallow flowed down his cheeks and into his mouth. A small jar of wine bottomed out. His eyes are closed, and his long and narrow eyeliner looks like the freehand flowing water of the pen of an elegant and talented man.

"If I had known that I would meet you sooner or later in this life, I wouldn't have done so many ridiculous things. ”

The night breeze blew quietly, brushing his face, and his long, slender eyelashes fluttered slightly. Twilight stared at the starry sky, and the green silk was blown up by the wind and fell again.

Mu Qingfeng slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were clear and bright, the corner of his right lip was raised, and his thick smile revealed three points of evil spirit.

"What's so nice about the stars, can they be as good as one ten-thousandth of me?" he reverted to his old dead-skinned face, rubbing against Twilight like a cat.

Twilight glanced at him, pinched the corner of Jinpa and rubbed the corner of his mouth, separating the distance between the two. This extremely disgusted look successfully stopped Mu Qingfeng's move to take advantage. He lay back helplessly, leaning against the tree, and looked sideways at the woman beside him: "I'm leaving." ”

"Leaving again?"

Twilight's casual frown makes someone quite satisfied.

"I heard that there are beauties in Hangzhou, I'll take a look, maybe I can find someone more beautiful than you!"

Everyone has a love for beauty, that is, as Twilight said, he is indeed greedy for beauty. The beauty is like a beautiful scenery, stunning at a glance, pleasing to the eye. Just imagine, the two women in front of him, one with a mediocre appearance, the other as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, anyone can't help but look at the latter a few more times. In Mu Qingfeng's crooked theory, it is - you are good-looking, which makes me have the urge to get acquainted with you and talk, so I have the later "I like you", "I want to hold you and do happy things with you". It's a pity that he never had the opportunity or the courage to tell Du'er in person with such an unserious but crooked reason.

Jindu is the most prosperous and prosperous place except for the imperial city of Jinling, but Yu Mu Qingfeng is goodbye, and the return date is difficult to determine.

Twilight was silent, he stood up and patted his clothes, "It's late at night, I have to sleep." If there are fine lines at the corners of the eyes, the beauty will dislike it. He stroked the corners of his eyes and said, "Twilight, you should rest early." I'm leaving. ”

"Mu Qingfeng-" Twilight Yang suddenly stopped the back three steps away, and when Mu Qingfeng turned around and looked at him suspiciously, he realized that he had nothing to say at all, "Oh, it's okay." She looked down, secretly annoyed but wondering why.

"Hey!Twilight, I'm going to resolutely not do laxatives next time I come back, it's embarrassing!" Twilight thought he had gone away, but he suddenly complained, "Also, talk to Chu Mo well, be fair!" Why didn't that man stop her from hugging and hugging Dusk!

Twilight looked up, and he was still standing there, three steps away from her.

The stars are lining the sky, and the night breeze is a song. Mu Qingfeng raised the corners of his lips and smiled arbitrarily, and the red gauze lamp in his hand revealed a dull red light hitting his clothes and face, which was very beautiful.

Really, it's beautiful.

Some people have been walking all their lives. No one or thing can stand in his way. Even if you stop occasionally, after staying, you can go non-stop. Just like Mu Qingfeng, love or love can't stumble him. What he wants is the joy of life, living in a hundred flowers, and not touching a leaf. can not only please a woman with heart, but also get out of the whole body without worry.

If you meet such a person, your first reaction is to build a high defensive wall in your heart, or to give yourself a chance to like him?

Twilight walked inside, wanting to talk to Zhuang Jin. Mu Qingfeng said that Zhuang Jin was an ice beauty who didn't understand anything. She felt that Zhuang Jin just didn't understand ****, on the contrary, her cold eyes had the ability to see through all the world.

However, it was pitch black in the house, and she was in the house.

After Qingyuan was taken away by Xing Yan, Zhuang Jin left quietly, and the sisters sent out left her in Dongcheng District. Chu Mo reported with a cold face, thinking that there would be a punishment, but he waved his hand indifferently when he saw the owner of the shop.

"She's so good, you can't catch up. Let her go. ”

Twilight went back to his room and slept, and the night was calm and dreamless.

Does she know?

Mu Qingfeng, who prides himself on being romantic, is not a chic and free debauchery of the rivers and lakes, but an escape.

That year, he leaned on the windowsill and said to the twilight in the house, "In two days, I will make you fall in love with me! ”

Twilight chuckled at his forehead, as if disdainful, as if defiant.

The result?

One game is inexplicable, the second game is dumbfounded, the third game is unwilling, the fourth game jumps, the fifth game is cheap, the sixth game is flirting, the seventh game is stealing, the eighth game is melancholy, the ninth game is deep, the tenth game is heartless, the eleventh game is obscure, the twelfth game is lovesick, and the thirteenth game is converted.

Twenty-six days later, he passed away.

After losing thirteen rounds of the two-day bet, for twenty-six days, he didn't make Twilight fall in love with him, but instead let himself fall into the mud......

Or perhaps, these twilight suns know. It's just the same evasion.

The human heart is really a complicated thing, and if you mess with ****, it's even more complicated that you can't even figure it out.

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What kind of night was it? Some people were drunk and died, some people were dying, and some people had no sleep.

How much panic will be caused when a scarred, bloodstained hand knocks on the chamber that has been silent for decades, when the door opener is full of anxiety and carries a lantern to see the body that is lying on its stomach and is dying?

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In the early morning, the sun shines into my sleepy eyes.

Twilight sniffed, a room full of good-smelling peony flowers.

- Mu Qingfeng, what are you messing with in my yard?

- Eh, be careful to knock over these shelves, I've been building them for a long time! This is a peony flower ball, I just brought it back from Los Angeles, and it will be almost enough to dry it once or twice. It is not as expensive as the white peony stamen, but it has its unique effect, it is said to be able to calm the mind, beautify the skin, and also relieve the pain of women once a month, and most of the beauties in Los Angeles are using it. Take medicine into food, or as tea, and let Mu Jiu make you a sachet, if you think it's good, I'll be more smooth next time. Look at you, what kind of torture yourself have been for the sake of Ling Yuelou! If you become a yellow-faced woman, I will dislike it!

- Is it amazing? Better than the soothing tea and Guiqi soup I bought with a lot of money?

(The shelf still falls, and someone wants to cry without tears.) οΌ‰

- Fortunately, I moved quickly, otherwise I would have ruined my little flower ball if I fell on the shelf!

――Forehead...... I didn't mean to.

- Twilight gave the master a fragrance, and the master didn't care. Hey, hey, twilight, don't go, I'm laughing.

"Ding-"

"Ding Dingβ€”"

The crisp and melodious voice pulls back the wandering thoughts. Only then did Twilight notice that there was a string of light purple wind chimes hanging on the window, and as soon as the wind blew, it clanked, and the fragrance of peonies in the air became much stronger. She put on a thin violet gauze gown and came to the window, and when the wind blew, the fabric was attached to her body, showing her delicate figure, but it was very thin.

Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding

Fingers flicked the wind chimes again and again. At this time, Chu Li knocked on the door and came in: "Fang Master, Mu Gongzi has left Jindu City at three o'clock. ”

"Got it. ”

Twilight answered lightly, took off the wind chimes and walked to the dresser and sat down. She opened a wooden box, and several identical strings of light purple wind chimes rested inside.

Every time she left, Mu Qingfeng would hang a string of wind chimes in her window.

He said that his name is Mu Qingfeng, and Qingfeng is him. The wind is formless, but it can blow wind chimes. As long as the wind chimes ring, he misses her.

Twilight put the string in her hand into the wooden box, cutting off the refreshing fragrance of peony flowers. I raised my eyes and saw that Chu Li in the bronze mirror was still there.

"Anything else?"

Chu Li nodded: "Something happened to Liufu." Just last night, the murderers washed the Liufu in blood, and all the doors were destroyed. The owner's lips in the bronze mirror suddenly lost blood, and the whole person seemed to be petrified, Chu Li twisted his eyebrows and added, "Old Liu and Miss Liu were buried in the fire, and the murderer is unknown." ”

"Impossible!Liu Mansion, how could Liu Mansion ......" Liu Mansion has the most impregnable defense in the whole gold capital, how can it be wiped out? Twilight Yang shook her head in disbelief, her pale face pretended to be calm, but it was shattered at the moment when Chu Li silently lowered her head. Her mouth was open, her throat choked, and she couldn't say a word.

Chu Li didn't have time to remind, she had already rushed out of the door, and her thin purple clothes flew quickly. Chu Li quickly picked up the clothes on the hanger and chased after them.