Twenty-four, this girl can really find abuse

The dark blue sky is naked, a full moon is printed in the east sky, this situation, the original leaf suddenly rises, wants to write a poem, tilts his head and thinks for a long time, and sings: "The round moon is printed in the east sky, the moonlight is like silver sprinkled on the ground, and the poetry under the moon is really free......"

"Poof-" There was a sound of laughter in the open space behind him.

Yuan Ye's face turned red, whether it was a person or a ghost, hearing his own crooked poetry was enough to make him embarrassed.

But the laughter of the person or the ghost was still echoing on the snow, Yuan Ye couldn't bear it anymore, turned around to look, and saw that on the snow not far behind, Miss Seventeen was holding a piece of white in her hand, but the person was smiling and standing unsteadily.

Yuan Ye was angry and opened his spiritual eyes, and at a glance, he saw that the apricot-sized spirit seed in the seventeenth miss's dantian was slowly rotating, trying to absorb the silver-white spiritual energy sprinkled by the moonlight, but the black net outside was rigidly binding the spirit seed, preventing it from running and absorbing it, and the spirit seed struggled to open the black net, but the black net tightened tighter......

Yuan Ye was surprised, this black net was not a constituent substance of the rotten seed, but was used to bind the spirit seed! The next discovery surprised Yuan Ye even more, through the dense net, Yuan Ye actually found that Miss Seventeen's spirit seed had sprouted, and the bud was almost half an inch long, but the spirit bud was firmly tied inside by the black net, clinging to the spirit seed, and it couldn't be found if you didn't look closely.

Liuxiang Yuling said that when the spirit seed sprouts, it has the ability to make zuò fragrant jade, and Miss Seventeen's buds are half an inch long, so she should have been able to make zuò fragrant jade a long time ago. Saying that she is a rotten seed is indeed a man-made rumor. Because they say that the rot seed will never sprout and become a fragrant jade master.

But what is that dark web? The spirit seed of the fragrance and twilight rain didn't see a black net.

Miss Seventeen finally stopped laughing, tilted her head to look at Yuan Ye and asked in a rare and friendly manner, "Do you want to learn to compose poetry?" ”

After being laughed at by her for so long, Yuan Ye was very aggrieved in his heart, and said hatefully: "You just want to learn to die, hum!" ”

Miss Seventeen was stunned by Yuan Ye's response, and when she understood the meaning of Yuan Ye's words, Yuan Ye had already gone elsewhere.

When Yuan Ye slipped to the east of the retro small building on the east side of the valley, he accidentally found a small house, and there was a faint light flashing in it, and the reason for the brain opening immediately thought of the various murders in Detective Conan, although he was afraid, but the curious teenager couldn't help but put his face on the window and looked in.

To Yuan Ye's disappointment, he was not Conan, and he didn't encounter any cases, there were just some valves inside, and if he looked closely, he raised his mobile phone to illuminate it, and it turned out to be the valves of the natural gas pipeline, which led to the valves of the four small buildings.

"It turns out that the main valve is here, and I will be frozen, I would have ...... if I knew it" Yuan Ye was stunned, her house is now connected to natural gas, it was closed before, at least it was closed on the day she first came, is it ...... Did Miss Seventeen open it?

"This girl is actually not bad, the knife mouth is tofu heart, no, her knife mouth is stunned at first glance, watching her scold people is tired for her, why should she pretend to be fierce?" Yuan Ye muttered to himself and turned back.

From a distance, I saw that Miss Seventeen was still holding the stone, or a piece of jade, standing in the snow, in the moonlight, like a sculpture.

Yuan Ye opened his spiritual eyes and swept it, and saw that under the moonlight, many Dao spiritual energy poured towards Miss Seventeen, and then flowed along her meridians to the spirit seed in the dantian, but it was bounced back by the layer of black net, and it turned around in her body and overflowed. Yuan Ye looked at it for a while, and really didn't know what Miss Seventeen was doing, so he went back to his warm and comfortable villa to sleep.

After sleeping until the moon set, Yuan Ye was woken up by the heat, and quickly lowered the indoor temperature, and was about to continue sleeping, but he caught a glimpse of a small black dot on the snow in the distance outside the window slowly moving towards Miss Seventeen's small building, looking at the walking posture, it was Miss Seventeen.

"Cut, could it be that she stood in the snow all night with that rock in her hand?" Yuan Ye was surprised and muttered to himself, finished talking to himself, got into the quilt and continued to sleep back to sleep, and when he woke up again, it was already three poles in the sun.

After dressing and washing, Yuan Ye swaggered to Miss Seventeen's small building to climb the window to eat, obviously it was past the meal, but the pot in Miss Seventeen's kitchen was still warm with hot food, which was obviously left for her, Yuan Ye was not polite, after eating, consciously brushed the pots and bowls, and then slipped out of the window, climbed to the mountain, and absorbed the transparent spiritual energy for a while.

The fifteenth moon is sixteen round, tonight, Yuan Ye found that Miss Seventeen held a stone and stood in the snow, standing from the rise of the moon to the setting of the moon, the rhythm of freezing to death.

Seventeen nights, as usual.

Such nights continue until moonless nights.

"This girl can really find abuse!" Yuan Ye sighed with emotion, there must be twenty days of moon in a month, which is a lot, she wants to be like this every month, "Tut." Yuan Ye didn't dare to think that this perverted hobby could be like this.

On a moonless night, Yuan Ye can finally sleep peacefully, and he no longer has to worry about getting up in the middle of the night to see from the window whether Miss Seventeen is still masochistic in the snow holding jade.

Leisurely and happy days always fly by, the first month passed in a blink of an eye, Yuan Ye's mobile phone was gone, she planned to go out to pay the phone bill, and by the way, the mobile phone traffic was changed to a larger one, the only drawback of a leisurely day is that it consumes too much data.

So the morning of the first day of February was the earliest day she woke up these days. When you wake up, of course, you have to go to breakfast first. Yuan Ye jumped into Miss Seventeen's kitchen through the window and found that the stoves were all cold, and she obviously hadn't cooked breakfast yet. Now she doesn't have to climb to the second floor and jump out of the window, except for the first two days before she arrived, and the kitchen window is not locked after that.

These days, I eat the food cooked by Miss Seventeen, and Yuan Ye decided to cook for Miss Seventeen once, although her cooking skills are really not very good.

Yuan Ye squeezed on the apron and brought out a cabbage, these days their vegetables are mainly cabbage and radish, occasionally some bacon, sausages, canned food, dried vegetables and the like. This dish is not as good as the maids in the North District, this seventeenth lady really lives an isolated life, I am afraid that as soon as winter comes, she will store up the grain and vegetables.

"Woooooooooo......oo Woo woo...... "Before the cabbage was peeled clean, Yuan Ye heard a faint whimpering cry behind her, which frightened her hair all over her body to stand up.

Who gets up early in the morning and cries? Listening to this sadness, it must be the rhythm of a female ghost who has been abandoned by a man. Yuan Ye reached out and picked up a kitchen knife, and walked out of the kitchen cautiously, crying intermittently, coming from the direction of the living room. Yuan Ye waved the kitchen knife twice and walked into the living room.

On the goose-yellow carpet of the living room, less than half of the carpet was poured down of her black and silky hair, and Miss Seventeen crawled on the floor in a white dressing gown, and a whining cry came out of her mouth.