Chapter 017: Impressed

"Hu ...... I think someone asked me before...... Who came, I don't remember......" Ruan Jiuwu propped his chin and said innocently: "I have nothing to do with the Hu family, I am from the Lin family." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

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"Ye Che," Noticing the aggravated chill around him, Ruan Jiuwu's expression suddenly became a little serious, "You still want to kill me, do you?" ”

Ye Che glanced at her, it seems that she has sobered up?

"When I heal Yuehe, kill if you want to."

"Oh? Not afraid of dying? She said this in a way that he had not expected.

Ruan Jiuwu's crystal eyes were swollen with waves, and the originally blurred eyes were as deep as a sea at this time, firmly enveloping Ye Che's cold gaze.

"Death is a relief for me. It's just that I'm reluctant to die. But today I learned that my father also wanted me to die. Ruan Jiuwu took a deep breath and muttered: "My life was exchanged for my mother's life, I don't have the right to commit suicide, it's okay to be killed by you......"

"What to do in this palace, it's not your turn to tell you."

"Hmph......" Ruan Jiuwu pursed her lips, and the drunkenness in her phoenix eyes reappeared, "What's the spirit, it's not that you're afraid of my eyes......"

As he spoke, he deliberately narrowed his eyes and leaned in front of Ye Che.

Looking at Ye Che Tieqing's face, Ruan Jiuwu smiled, stood up and staggered towards the door.

Ye Che picked up the money bag left on the wooden chair, pulled out a silver ticket and placed it on the table, and followed her footsteps.

"Guest officer, and the broken silver that I found for you!"

Not long after Ye Che and Ruan Jiuwu stepped out of the door, Xiao Er's shouts came from behind them.

Ye Che's eyes kept staring at the little man shaking his head in front of him, and he didn't look back.

Gold and silver treasures meant nothing to him, and he never carried them with him.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have to be a personal spirit jade today.

"Girl, do you want to go home and play with your brothers?" Two ruffian young men on the corner of the street saw Ruan Jiuwu wandering over drunkenly, rubbed their hands and walked up with a smile.

Ye Che saw this scene a few meters away, and a "hissing" silver lightning immediately appeared between his fingers, but after seeing Ruan Jiuwu's actions, the corners of his mouth were hooked, and he didn't make a move.

"Brother?"

Ruan Jiuwu raised her head slightly, brushed away the broken hair on her forehead, her pink little face was bewitching and charming under the moonlight, and her red lips under the high bridge of her nose were lightly opened, softly calling the two young people.

"Ouch, good sister, let's go, let's go home!"

The two were about to hug Ruan Jiuwu, but she grabbed her arm one step ahead.

"Brothers, do you see the beauty of my eyes?"

As he spoke, a pair of red pupils looked at the two of them in a daze, and gradually, the expressions of the two young people began to become sluggish, and they looked at Ruan Jiuwu motionlessly.

"This fat brother," Ruan Jiuwu looked at one of them and said softly, "Kiss this thin brother next to him, he wants to go home with you and have a good time." ”

"This thin brother," Ruan Jiuwu looked at the other person again, "Hug this fat brother, he likes you." ”

When the words landed, the two young men immediately hugged each other and kissed each other affectionately.

Ye Che looked at this absurd scene, frowned and dragged Ruan Jiuwu, who was still watching the play, and walked out of the city.

If she is allowed to mess around like this, there may be an even more unsightly picture.

Unexpectedly, she changed so much before and after getting drunk, and he felt that she was more real now.

As soon as Ruan Jiuwu left, the eyes of the two young people instantly returned to clarity, looking at each other close at hand, as if they had seen a ghost, screaming and disappearing at the end of the street.

"Ye Che, what are you doing, I haven't had enough of it!" Looking at the tall back in front of him, Ruan Jiuwu complained quietly, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

The feeling of him holding her now, just like the way he did during the day when he suddenly appeared in the "medicine burner", made her inexplicably reassured.

Ye Che didn't look back, but deliberately slowed down, but Ruan Jiuwu's feet still didn't obey the call and stumbled over each other.

In a trance, the strength of the wine turned to sleepiness, and she felt her eyelids getting heavier and heavier, and then her body seemed to be hanging in the air.

She squinted her eyes with great difficulty, and found that she was being held in her arms, and the restaurant behind her had long since faded away, and the sound of steady breathing came from her ears.

She tilted her head slightly, a resolute and charming chin came into view, and then looked up, two long and curly eyelashes like feathers fell on a pair of bottomless ink pupils.

It's still the familiar cold, but there is an unfamiliar warmth.

is so handsome, and there is only the "patient" who wants to kill her and will help her.

I have to admit that this embrace is so comfortable.

Ye Che heard a chuckle from his arms, and said coldly, "This palace just thinks you're walking too slowly." ”

"Yeche."

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"Night ......"

"Don't lie to Bengong and bow your head, Bengong won't be fooled." Thinking of the two just now, Ye Che still felt a chill in his heart.

When this woman got drunk, he was really impressed.

Ruan Jiuwu smiled secretly, closed his tired eyes with peace of mind, and couldn't help but bury his little face in his chest, adjusting a more comfortable posture.

Sensing her small movements, Ye Che added force to his hand.

This woman is not as light as a living person.

The moonlight had completely covered the wasteland outside the city, and the vast sky was full of stars, like mischievous children peeking at the intertwined black and white figures.

Under the moonlight, the shadows of the two had long been unable to distinguish each other, and a soft call suddenly came from Ye Che's arms, with a thick nasal voice.

"Yeche, thank you."

Ye Che was stunned for a moment, and a smile unexpectedly appeared in his eyes.

He didn't seem to want to kill her so much.

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Secluded Mountains - the sacred palace of the fox clan

"Mother-in-law, you are eccentric!"

In the Chitose Palace, a woman with a graceful figure knelt on the ground and said with extreme grievance.

She is charming and smart, with green silk hanging to the ground, and a blood-red hairpin on the top of her hair.

The snow mounds on his chest rose and fell with the mood fluctuations, and the slender white jade legs loomed in the trembling tasseled silk skirt.

The whole person can be described in one word, which is-

Flatter.

Carved into the bones.

"Jiaowan, how can you talk to your mother-in-law with this attitude, don't hurry up and admit your mistakes!"

The dignified woman sitting on the side hurriedly got up and bowed to the old lady on the soft floor, "Mother, you are still young, and you don't have any sense of proportion, so it's not strange to look at your mother." ”

"I'm not wrong!" The girl who was called a prostitute was already angry, staring at the old lady and shouting: "Mother-in-law, Ji Yan has been dead for so long, why do you still occupy the position of the holy fox!" Besides, she ...... She's married! ”

The old lady who had been closing her eyes and recuperating heard the word "Yanyan", and opened her eyes suddenly, and her charming fox eyes showed majesty.

"Presumptuous, you also called Himyan?"

The old lady spoke in a slow tone and not very loudly, but the woman fell to her knees in fright.

"Mother, you don't know anything, don't blame your mother!"

"Mother, I didn't ......" Jiao Wan looked at the woman unconvinced.

"Smack!"

Before she could finish speaking, the woman slapped her in the face, and the force was so great that she fell directly to the ground.

Jiao Wan looked at her mother in disbelief, tears rolling in her eyes, but she bit her lip and didn't dare to say a word.

"Don't take it as an example." The old lady showed a faint tiredness between her eyebrows, looked at the mother and daughter kneeling below, and said slowly: "Jiaowan, although your aunt died, she gave birth to a daughter before she died, that is, your sister who you have never met. ”