Mom, I'm being molested again!!

Tao Xiaoyao remembered in a trance that the dead fox in Jiuluo took advantage of her unpreparedness and kissed her on the left side of her face. This time, Ao Yi kissed his right cheek. The cheapness of the left and right faces is taken advantage of by others!

"Sister, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Tao Xiaoyao's lost look, Ao Yi shook her worriedly, not realizing that it was his favorite kiss that scared Tao Xiaoyao like this.

was shaken back to her senses by Ao Yi, Tao Xiaoyao turned her head to look at the childish child who was young and didn't do anything more, she was embarrassed to scold if she wanted to, and it was not easy to fight.

"I'm fine. ”

If you scold back, it won't be a blow to other children. It's just a kiss on the face, and it should have been bitten by mosquitoes......

Tao Xiaoyao knocked out a tooth and had to swallow it in her stomach, and remembered that when she was slighted by the dead fox, she disappeared before she could react. This is good, she swallowed two teeth in her stomach.

She was full of the bitter taste of Huanglian, and she didn't have the heart to fool Ao Yi like a child anymore, but fortunately, Ao Yi was a child, seeing that it was dark, and the broom had nothing to play with, she was sent back by Tao Xiaoyao in a few words.

Tao Xiaoyao sat alone in the room for a while, wiped her right cheek a few times, and always felt that the moistness on Ao Yi's lips was still on her face. It wasn't until the flowers outside shouted inward, "Tao Xiaoyao, I said you must not be lazy." ”

"Got it!" Tao Xiaoyao replied angrily, stood up, and resigned herself to the book that fell to the ground.

When the book was almost picked, Tao Xiaoyao shook her somewhat sore arm, and suddenly smelled a familiar cold fragrance in the air, her movement of throwing her arm slowed down, and her dark blue eyes flashed a trace of light, she slowly bent down, continued to pack up the book before, and when she picked up a heavier book, her hand quickly threw the book straight behind her.

"Bang-" There was a loud sound of books falling to the ground behind him, but he didn't hear the expected cry of pain, Tao Xiaoyao frowned, and turned back cautiously, but saw that there was nothing behind him, only a lonely book scattered on the ground.

Could it be that she felt wrong?" she thought for a moment, and then glanced behind her suspiciously.

"Are you looking for me?" Just when Tao Xiaoyao was wondering, a beautiful voice suddenly sounded in her ears, and the warm breath blew in her ears, so frightened that Tao Xiaoyao subconsciously took a few steps to the side.

"You, why are you here?"

Jiuluo chuckled casually, just now he deliberately made a noise to let the little flower demon notice that he was sitting behind her, but what he didn't expect was that Tao Xiaoyao wanted to take advantage of her inattention and hit him with a book.

"Oh, then why are you still here so late?" Jiuluo didn't answer the rhetorical question, approached Tao Xiaoyao with a wicked smile, and the breath he spit out hit her face.

"I'm ......" Tao Xiaoyao took a few steps back vigilantly, widening the distance between her and Jiuluo. "Obviously I asked first!"

Seeing that Tao Xiaoyao was not surrounded by herself, Jiuluo shrugged, smiled indifferently, but the words he spit out made Tao Xiaoyao want to vomit blood. "So what? Do I have to answer what you ask?"

Tao Xiaoyao was not angry, opened her mouth to want something back, but found that she couldn't fight him every time she quarreled, so she simply closed her mouth, regarded Jiuluo as an air-like existence, and cleaned up the mess in that place by herself.

Seeing this, Jiuluo smiled playfully, it seems that this little flower demon has also learned to be a little better, and knows that he can't please anything good from his mouth, but it is not the ultimate stupidity, at least he knows how to eat a lamp and grow wise.

Tao Xiaoyao ignores Jiuluo, which doesn't mean that Jiuluo can let her go. He looked around, found a relatively clean chair in the room, waved his sleeve, and saw the chair rise out of thin air and slowly fall behind him.

Jiuluo sat down leisurely, playing with his silver hair, looking at the silhouette of Tao Xiaoyao packing up his things, and smiled unfathomably.

"What's the matter?

"Uh-huh. Tao Xiaoyao snorted impatiently.

"What is the old enmity with that Huayi?" Jiuluo found the undercurrent between Tao Xiaoyao and Huayi, and pointed out their relationship to the point.

"Uh-huh. Tao Xiaoyao was surprised that Jiuluo actually knew about this, but the dead fox was very shrewd, and it was not surprising to know about it.

"Like dragon horns?"

"Uh-huh. Tao Xiaoyao replied perfunctorily, speeding up the speed of packing up the books in her hand, but she didn't think about the deep meaning of Jiuluo's words.

"Like that Ao Yi?" Jiuluo squinted and smiled heartily.

"Uh-huh. By the time Tao Xiaoyao reacted, the words had already been spoken.

"It's not ......" She anxiously wanted to retract the previous sentence, but was interrupted by Jiuluo.

"Oh?" Jiuluo smiled playfully, "Is this the so-called love house and Wu?"

Tao Xiaoyao was stunned, savoring the meaning of Jiuluo's words, and it took a while to understand that he was talking about Long Jiao and Ao Yi. Immediately, I didn't have the heart to guess any dumb riddles with Jiuluo, so I simply broke the jar and broke it, "I like Ao Yi, I love Wu and Wu, is this still in your way?"

It was just an unintentional sentence, but I didn't want to fall into Jiuluo, but after listening to it, I laughed even more evilly, and the curvature of the corners of my mouth brought a trace of ill will.

"How much do you like it?" he said, he got up from his chair, paced a few steps closer to Tao Xiaoyao, knocked down the book in her hand, lifted her chin lightly, and looked at her condescendingly.

Tao Xiaoyao was suddenly lifted by Jiuluo's chin, and before he could react, he looked into Jiuluo's dark red eyes, which seemed to be set off by some force, and the eyeballs were bright red separated by thick black, and then lined with the whites of his pale eyes, with an indescribable weirdness, as if it could charm people's hearts, as if it could make the people watching it deeply immersed in a certain world and unable to extricate themselves.

A picture suddenly appeared in Tao Xiaoyao's mind, pure and immaculate snow, a rickety back, a row of messy footprints, and bright peach blossoms stained with blood.

The sound of the cold wind is whirring in my ears, the cold air unique to winter is on the tip of my nose, and the footsteps are chaotic on the strange snow-white in front of me.

Blood, peach blossoms, backs, footprints -

Seeing these scenes that appeared out of thin air, Tao Xiaoyao's heartbeat suddenly slowed down, and all she could see was a gloomy paleness, Jiuluo's evil and handsome face disappeared strangely from her eyes, if it weren't for the cold fragrance on the tip of her nose that still lingered on his body, Tao Xiaoyao simply thought that everything that happened just now was a dream, and Jiuluo had never appeared.