Chapter Ninety-Three: The Bull's Head and Horse's Mouth
The weather was gloomy, and the rain that stopped to rest began to fall again, from sparse to drifting heavy rain, but at the time of a cup of tea, the sound of the rain did not cover up Jun Nianchen's words, and the rain was more clear. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
The divination dragged Jun Nianchen's face left and right, and he was also a thin-skinned and tender meat to the touch, how could he say it so out of tune.
In this case, I suspect that Jun Nianchen came to find her happy, and his expression is not like it, thinking about it, a smile like a mystery appeared, and he inquired in the real world:
"Jun Nianchen, have you always liked the opposite sex?"
Silent, Jun Nianchen intuitively thought that this was not a good opening statement, but there was no abnormality, and it was inevitable that she would misunderstand when she broke her sleeves before.
She has always liked to speak amazingly, and now this is normal, it may just be a casual remark, and there is no other meaning.
The soldiers will block, the water will cover the earth, and at today's age, he has no scruples, just like the principle, the so-called principle, is defined by himself, thinking and not wanting.
She's still tender, not even budding, just budding flower bones.
Could it be that he was still worried that a young person would be able to stump him, so he considered it:
"You're the only one."
At that time, the divination was gnawing on a sweet and sour green fruit, and when he bit into it, the juice flowed in his mouth.
The two extreme tastes made her want to stop, the sour taste stimulated tears from the corners of her eyes, and she took another bite, before she had time to taste it, Jun Nianchen's words were transmitted to the divination brain through the air, she was choked and coughed, coughed several times, and finally stopped, but because of the big hand on her back, she coughed even more.
Jun Nianchen gently patted the back of the divination to help her breathe, her face was puzzled, it was just a simple sentence, how could she be so excited that she coughed.
Inspecting the divination with his eyes closed, one shaking his head vigorously, the other waving his hand vigorously, and the pain of being unable to speak, Jun Nianchen frowned and swiped.
Isn't it that she used to be pure-hearted and had few desires, six pure roots, and no heart for men and women, could it be that she felt that she was clean and self-conscious, and she was very moved while being happy, or made fun of him for not understanding the amorous feelings!
Jun Nianchen didn't know that he was completely thinking about it, he thought about divination too normally, and divination itself was an anomaly.
Jun Nianchen's answer, ordinary people will not misunderstand, but in the ears of the divination who always thought that he had a habit of breaking sleeves, the misunderstanding was big.
It wasn't enough to be frightened by Jun Nianchen's words, goosebumps fell to the ground on her body, and she was hit on the back by his hand, throbbing and holding back the discomfort in her heart, she slowly twisted away, hugged the grip that was still ruthless, and said with difficulty:
"You ___ you ___ don't shoot, I hurt a lot, it's just my problem, don't vomit or be unhappy, why did you suddenly change your orientation and like me." The divination hexagram overturned the two words of orientation, and emphasized the two words that he liked at the back.
Jun Nianchen thought about what ordinary men would say at this time, but he hadn't experienced it, nor had he paid attention to other people's emotional history, so he could only rely on his feelings to tell her about divination, and said:
"You and I have fate." As if in memory, Dust moved her into his chest, gently rubbed her chest, and said slowly: "My heart tells me that I have you in my heart, so I did it with my heart, what's wrong?" ”
The face of the divination is not very good, Jun Nianchen thoughtfully put her hand in front of the stove to roast the fire, her hand is a little cold, no wonder she looks wrong.
Looking at his eyes and brows, like a net that cannot be untied, his chin was bitten on the thin lip flap, and he lowered his eyebrows and said:
"I don't mean to look down on you, the habit of broken sleeves is not something you can control, liking a person is unreasonable, so even if you have always liked men in the past, but now you can like women, after all, it is a good thing, but you can't do this, blatantly tell everyone that you are broken sleeves, about you were used to being frank before, just ......"
The long exposition of the divination did not get Jun Nianchen's praise, the more he listened to it, the greener his face became, no matter who was sincere, the first time he said something similar to a confession, it was misinterpreted into such an unbearable word, and he couldn't be happy.
The two of them were not talking in the same direction at all, and he thought to himself, she imagined, that there was a bull's head and a horse's mouth that were aspiring together.
He sincerely thanked the divination for not vomiting or being unhappy, otherwise this misunderstanding would be big to the horizon, and he found that with the divination, every time he was light, he was seriously tested.
After intercepting the divination, Jun Nianchen felt that the previous blank feelings were just to meet her one day, and then fall in love with her, be tortured by her, and be troubled by her.
"When did I say that I used to like men, what I said was that there was only you, that is, from beginning to end, there were no other men, no other women, only you, and there was only one you in my life."
Jun Nianchen was afraid that the imagination was too rich in divination and misunderstood again, so he tried his best to make it clear, he thought she was a man at first, although he thought about men, but he wanted to think about it, after all, she was a woman.
And frankly, he has never been a frank person, and he has never been comparable to the character of divination, just now she said that she was so much, the only thing that Jun Nianchen didn't look at much, liking a person was originally unreasonable to speak, but he liked it tightly.
"Ahem, you said it earlier, I misunderstood." Ashamed to the beginning, the divination reluctantly smiled, is this a misunderstanding, it is simply an insult to Jun Nianchen's character, fortunately he didn't care about himself, he took a bunch of Jun Nianchen's hair and circled around the tip of his hand, and added a few words in a sneering manner: "You look so good-looking, there must be a lot of peach blossoms, I think I don't have a bad look, and women definitely don't have hands, there will definitely be people who stir up trouble among us in the future, Nianchen, the road is bumpy!" ”
The divination shook his head and wanted to fool him, forgetting what she said before, and the person who should have been angry sat steadily.
Thinking about what the divination said, he didn't think that there were still people who dared to rob people in his hands, according to the virtue of the divination, as long as others don't directly say I love you, it is unlikely that others will fall in love with her.
And that possibility, he absolutely refused to let it happen, this thing ended here, and there was one more thing.
According to the words of divination, the title is indeed lacking in consideration, according to the identity of the divination, it is not suitable, and it is not a match.
The hat on top of her head, I don't know when it has been taken off, delicate as jade, the person who is caught in her words with a peeping vein, the face that never gets tired of seeing, the most charming soul.
She thought that the voyeurism was seamless, and Jun Nianchen happily pretended not to know, tapped the forehead of the divination, and nodded dotingly and approvingly:
"It's been a bumpy road."
Other men are robbing women with men, he is the same group of women robbing women, it is really bumpy.