A loud bang smashed down the roof, startling the four walls and making Gu Chaomin's ears buzz, and then the corner of the eaves that was struck by lightning fell to the ground and killed a blue bell grass in the courtyard. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Distraught, he threw down his pen and got up to pace around the room. A few thunderbolts whistled by, and the heavy raindrops poured down, and the sound shook the heavens and the earth, and a few lightning bolts danced wildly like silver snakes in the rain, and the white horses galloped wildly.

He felt unbearable in his heart, and opened the door to breathe. The two guards at the door were whispering to the housekeeper in the front yard.

"What are you doing?" Gu Chaomin shouted.

The butler bowed down with an umbrella and stepped forward, hesitated for a moment, and looked embarrassed: "Back to the young master's words." There was a girl outside the gate who wanted to come and ask to see her. I couldn't get rid of it, and it was raining so hard that I was standing at the door, and a few guards who were guarding the door came to discuss with the little one whether to go out. ”

Gu Chaomin was stunned and said strangely: "Girl? What girl?! ”

The butler scratched his head and replied, "The little one hasn't gone to the front door yet, and I don't know ...... yet," he turned back and beckoned to the two guards standing behind him, "You guys don't come quickly, the young master has something to ask you." ”

The two guards hurried over, bowed their heads and clenched their fists, and hurriedly saluted.

Gu Chaomin raised his hand impatiently and said, "That's it." Who is that girl, can you ask clearly? ”

One of the guards replied: "That girl is about seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a lake green dress, maybe she has a mad disease, and she only says that her name is Qing Chun and wants to see the young master." ”

Gu Chaomin was anxious and happy when he heard this, stomped his feet, left everyone behind, and couldn't care much, jumped into the rain curtain and ran away. The three of them were amazed as they watched him run away like crazy. After a long while, the butler chased after him with an umbrella, shouting as he ran, "Young master, umbrella." ”

At the door, the other two guards lost their patience after another unsuccessful persuasion and drew their swords to cut down Qing Chun.

Ulva flew up and kicked at the wrist of a man holding a knife, and the man screamed, and the blade fell to the ground. Another slashed at him, dodging his waist and hitting him headfirst on his lower abdomen. The man screamed in pain and put his hands over his stomach. She strode forward, raising her foot to kick the door. The guard who kicked her wrist rolled on the spot, picked up the sharp knife that fell on the ground, and before she had time to flip it over, he handed it directly to her back, and the handle of the knife hit her back hard, and she felt a pain in her back, and suddenly lost her center of gravity and threw herself forward.

At that moment, the door opened sharply, and a man jumped out, stretching out his arms and embracing her. She screamed in pain, her back ached, and she couldn't break free from the strong hands between her arms and stood up. She looked up in a daze, only to see Gu Chaomin's anxious face hanging above her head, constantly calling out her name, and a trace of hatred flashed in her heart.

Gu Chaomin picked her up horizontally, and scolded the guards at the door, and the guards were so frightened that they fell to the ground with their faces and couldn't kneel for a long time.

In order to avoid the stagnant water in the potholes on the ground, the butler carried the hem of his clothes and jumped and jumped comically. Before he reached the door, the young master hurried back with a soaking green-clothed girl in his arms.

In order to keep up with the young master's footsteps, he had to put down his clothes, run behind the young master, and hold an umbrella for him all the way.

Entering the study, Gu Chaomin directly kicked the door with his foot to block him. He didn't want to knock on the door and ask, and he didn't dare to leave like this, so he had to stand in the pavilion in the courtyard and wait.

Gu Chaomin put Qing Chun in the mahogany carved Taishi chair where she sat every day, and the rain from her clothes and hair instantly accumulated a large pool of water around the chair.

He rummaged through the table, and when he saw that there was no clean veil, he turned and took out a piece of precious silk made of peacock fluff from the closet, and unfolded it over her body to wipe the rain from her clothes.

Qing Chun, who seemed to be sleepwalking, suddenly raised his head and met his eyes, he was stunned, and his hand loosened. After the last incident, he was annoyed and hated for a long time, thinking that if he saw her again, he would definitely be cold and resolute, and never show her the slightest smile, who knew that when he met again today, he saw her rain-soaked face, with a bleak paleness, and her eyes were covered with bright red blood like coral beads, and he felt pity and pain in his heart, and completely left behind the thoughts of revenge such as loud criticism and cold eyes.

I don't know if it was because of the cold or fear, the body wrapped in peacock silk trembled for a while, and Gu Chaomin's hand sensed her trembling. He sighed helplessly, he wanted to be a person as hard as iron, but he didn't want to be turned into a finger twist by a little woman. He gently stroked her back and said softly, "Do you want to ask the doctor to come and take a look?" ”

"Nope." Qing Chun grabbed his shirt in a panic and whispered, "I'm fine, it's just that the wet clothes are uncomfortable on my body, you ask the maid in the house to send a set of clean clothes, and I'll just change into them." ”

Gu Chaomin felt that her lost soul looked a little strange, hesitated for a while, nodded, and pushed the door out.

Qing Chun tilted her head upwards and suppressed the tears in her eyes.

He thought that the maid's clothes were coarse and shabby, so he made a detour to the west courtyard and knocked on the boudoir door of his sister Gu Mengying. Gu Mengying asked him in a coquettish voice what he was doing with borrowing women's clothes, and he said for a long time that it was for people. Gu Mengying covered her mouth, knowing that her brother had a sweetheart outside her face, she was overjoyed, and hurriedly handed over the apricot red dress she had just made.

Ulva loves green, and almost all of her clothes are green. She had never worn such a bright dress, and she thought that she would never have the opportunity to wear it in her life, so she cherished the clothes and put them on, but unfortunately her hair was wet and she couldn't comb it.

She looked at the mirror on the tall table, and the woman in the bronze mirror was covered with hair and white as paper. She combed her long hair neatly with a hand-comb, and took another photo, but she was still not satisfied. She took out a sharp-edged dagger from her bosom, cut her fingers, dripped blood into the palm of her hand, and smeared the blood evenly on her lips and face like rouge, and her whole face glowed with a beautiful look under the red moisture. She smiled uncharacteristically in the mirror, widening the neckline of her coat, revealing a large patch of snow-white skin from the neck down.

"Gu Gongzi, please come in." Gu Chaomin, who was standing at the door, heard the greeting of the people in the house and stretched out his hand to push the door open.

Three of the four lamps in the corner of the house were extinguished, and the only remaining dim yellow candle lit the four walls of the muddy sky, stirring people's hearts to fluctuate. The lily incense slowly rose from the smoker, and in the dim light it was filled with lust.

I heard the door open, and the beautiful woman in the house turned around. Gu Chaomin was completely stunned, the person in front of her was not like what he had originally fallen in love with, at that time she was as quiet as autumn water, indifferent, but at this moment she was draped over her waist, her lips were like blood, her cheeks were like flames, her red dress was like a chrysanthemum, she was charming and weak, beautiful and charming, and she was charming and charming that she had never seen before.

I have to admit that she is very beautiful at the moment, but the beauty is a little scary. Gu Chaomin was faintly uneasy in his heart. He closed the door, walked up to her, frowned, tilted his head slightly, tugged at her open robe, and reproached in a serious and incomprehensible voice, "Why don't you put your clothes on." ”

Qing Chun looked at him with burning eyes, and did not speak.

He let go of his hand and took a step back, still not daring to meet her passionate gaze, avoiding her gaze intentionally or unintentionally: "You...... Is there anything wrong with coming to me? ”

Qing Chun suddenly strode forward in front of him, and the two of them almost joined each other. Gu Chaomin's face also suddenly rose two hot gases, and he wanted to continue to retreat, but a small hand that was as soft as a bone suddenly wrapped around his waist.

He looked down at his waist, but his gaze inadvertently touched the skin on her chest. He felt the blood in his brain surge and his cheeks burn even more. He twisted his head to the side again, and his mouth was hmmmmmmmmmm

Chun smiled coquettishly, ran a hand over his cheek, and slowly lifted his head towards herself. She looked into his eyes with enthusiasm, a finger gently pressing down on his lips. She let out a low sigh, and the faint fragrance in her mouth spurted down his face and into his heart. He was like drunk wine, drunk and drunk. He opened his mouth, trying to swallow the intoxicating scent.

As he was intoxicated, she slowly brought her red lips up, and his eyes widened in surprise as they met.

The rain outside the window is even more unscrupulous, and the rain hits the banana leaves outside the window like a lost heart running away in the wilderness. Gu Chaomin's face turned blood-red, and he was excited, nervous, and panicked.

There had never been a hug so warm, and he felt as if he had been caught in a soft cloud, floating in the air. He used all his strength to hold the person in his arms tightly, like a drowning man hugging a floating boat. He closed his eyes like a bloodthirsty bird of prey, savoring the taste of blood on her lips wildly. And she always stared at a pair of eerie eyes, as if she were a beast more ferocious than a bird of prey. Her right hand was raised slightly, but out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the last candle flame on several cases.

When she was forgetting her feelings, she laughed like a naughty child and pushed him away, and retreated to the side of the case, and he laughed too, and stretched out his arms to grab her. This game of indulgence provoked him to laugh even more, and the two of them went in and out one by one, and when he finally hugged her, she gently extinguished the candle flame on the wick with her slender nails, and the room was suddenly dark.

He hugged her in his arms and kissed her in the most primitive and unskilled way. The arms around his waist moved up his broad back like a snake and hooked his shoulders, and his five fingers pinched his muscles like fangs. Her lips whimpered low in his mouth before her right hand was about to be raised, tears flooding her eyes, and she closed them in bitter tears.

Outside the window, thunder roared, and lightning struck the open space in front of the courtyard like a sharp blade.

Gu Chaomin suddenly felt a tingling pain in his shoulder, opened his eyes suddenly, the light of lightning illuminated the darkness in front of his eyes, and the bronze mirror behind him clearly reflected a dagger about to stab at his vest. He was taken aback, and bent his elbow to strike her neck, and Qing Chun rolled over and fell to the ground with a low cry of pain, and the dagger slammed on the ground, making a cold cry for life.

Only then did Gu Chaomin taste the fishy smell of blood in his mouth. He stared incredulously at the blurred figure on the ground in the darkness. Before he could accept the earth-shattering changes, Qing Ulva had already made a preemptive move, holding a dagger in his hand, and a few harriers turned over and attacked him again and again.

In the darkness of the night, he had no weapons in his hands, and his eyes were difficult to see. I had to rely on my good ear, and I staggered left and right according to the sound of the dagger stabbing. As if suddenly enchanted, Qing Chun blindly attacked in an unorganized manner, and soon blood marks appeared on his arms and chest. There were several fatal attacks where he hid very dangerously, and soon a thin layer of cold sweat was covered on his head.

In fact, as long as he shouted that there was an assassin, the guards standing not far away would immediately rush in and kill her, but he just closed his lips tightly and kept silent, first, he couldn't bear it, and second, he wanted to capture her alive with his own hands, and ask her why?

If you want to control the enemy, you also need to be anti-guest. After all, Gu Chaomin's experience is much higher than her, if she hadn't been beaten by her, he would have taken her down a long time ago. So he turned his head and deliberately sold a flaw sideways, and sure enough, Qing Ulva fell into a big deal.

She stepped forward and stabbed him, expecting to stab him in the abdomen, but he stepped back to the right in the nick of time, and she not only stabbed him in the air, but also grabbed his wrist with his left hand. He slammed it hard, and her hands instantly lost strength. He reflexively slashed his right hand into her left cheek. She threw herself to the right with a muffled voice, and he easily snatched the dagger from her hand and ran it down her arm, and the dagger was against her throat.

He had expected her to be restrained and ready to fall, but she could always do something he didn't expect—she slammed her neck into the dagger.

He was taken aback and hurriedly withdrew his hand, but he couldn't see her head clearly in the darkness, and the dagger still left a deep blood mark on her snow-white neck. He threw down the dagger and put his fingers together to connect several large pussypoints on her body. Immediately, she fell to the ground straight and motionless.

He leaned on the table and gasped a few times, lit a candle, and by the candlelight he looked at the lying on the ground, and let out a series of chilling sneers. His robe was stabbed to the ground, and he tore it and slammed it against her face. She didn't speak, just looked away in disgust.

He crouched beside her, leaned down, and looked at her in anger, "Say, who sent you to kill me?" ”

She remained silent and shifted her face to the other side.

He snorted and asked again.

She simply closed her eyes and pretended to be deaf and dumb.

After asking several times in a row, he became even more angry, violently clamped her chin, and forced her to open her eyes: "Say! ”

She opened a pair of stubborn eyes angrily, but she didn't say a word.

He opened his mouth coldly, revealing a row of Bai Sensen's teeth, and leaned into her ear and said viciously: "I know you're not afraid of death, but are you afraid of Chu Changgeng's death!" ”

She finally reacted, snorting hard and scolding a mean word.

He laughed a few more times, but there was some sadness in his voice: "You really came for him, he instructed you to come, and you actually want to kill me for him!" ”

Qing Chun glared at him fiercely, like a hungry wolf about to bite: "Wrong! It's me who wants to kill you. Because you have left me with nothing, I have nothing now. I have no relatives, no home, it's all because of you! ”

Gu Chaomin laughed a few times in succession, sat down on the ground, slid his hands from his chin to her neck, choked her throat hard, and cursed: "Sure enough, women are all disasters, especially beautiful women like you, they are all disasters, and they shouldn't live in this world at all!" ”

Qing Chun closed her eyes, her face was calm, and she did not have a painful look of dying and struggling, but begged for death with peace of mind, and waited to be killed.

If she showed a look of fear, begging for mercy, regret, and panic, or could offset the anger in his heart, the more righteous and awe-inspiring she was, the more she showed her deep affection for Chu Changgeng's life and death. He was furious and slapped her in the face: "You really have a deep affection for him, obey him, you love him so much." Why do you want to seduce me, you slut. ”

Half of her face was red and swollen, and the corners of her mouth were cracked. The wide red sleeves spread out on the ground like a butterfly fluttering its wings in the fire, and the beauty is moving. He looked directly at her beauty, with a terrifying smile: "No, it's too cheap to kill you like this." Aren't you trying to seduce me? I will fulfill you. I want to see how much that Chu Changgeng loves you. If you let him know that I have taken your body, do you think he will still want you? ”

Qing Chun's body shook involuntarily, and she could no longer maintain her coldness and arrogance. She turned her head and stared at her frightened eyes and screamed, "Gu Chaomin, you are shameless! If you want to kill, you will kill, you don't want to humiliate me like this! ”

Gu Chaomin finally retracted, and his laughter brought three points of joy. He leaned down and took a bite on the neck of the ulva. She screamed in pain, recalling many nightmarish fragments in her mind, and cried out miserably, "Don't! ”

Gu Chaomin completely ignored her crying, lifted her up like a rag, threw her on the bed, threw herself on the bed, and tore her clothes frantically when she pressed on her body.

The lightning and thunder outside the window exploded one after another like firecrackers that had been shot into the air, and the loud roar and crushing sound drowned out the desperate cries and pleas of the women in the house.