(44) Routines
Xuan Yao's face stiffened again, and she opened her eyes in embarrassment.
Ah Mo walked around Xuan Yao, looked up and down, and mocked: "Xuan Yao, do you think that if you carry Jing Hua out, I won't dare to kill you!"
Let me tell you, what I hate most is hypocrisy and artificiality! You pretend to be pitiful and weak, and Jinghua eats your tricks, which is not good with me!"
She also stepped forward and stared straight at her, her gaze seemingly calm, but full of deep, deep hatred. It's like a deep pool, it seems that there are no waves in the pool, but every drop of water is soaked in poison, as long as it is contaminated to a little, there is no place to die.
"Xuan Yao, I have made a deal with you with this enmity! If you harm my lover, you are my enemy! I won't kill you now, because you are the flower god of the Emperor of Heaven, and if I kill you, I will also resist my own life. I'm not going to do this kind of stupid thing!"
She smiled contemptuously, word by word, indifferent and resolute, "But, I will never let you go! I am not like Jinghua! I have no principles and those deep-rooted pedantic things!"
So, from today onwards, you'd better be careful every time you eat to see if anyone is poisoned! and check the doors and windows every day before going to bed to see if anyone is going to be assassinated!
The most important thing for me now is to accompany Jinghua, and if Jinghua dies in the future, my most important thing is to study how to kill you!"
Xuan Yao's face was red and white for a while, and she could speak well, but this time she really had nothing to say.
She had never met an opponent like Ah Mo.
Direct, ruthless, no routines, no bottom line!
For a man like Jinghua, she takes advantage of the other party's soft-heartedness and pretends to be weak and helpless; a woman like the Queen of Heaven, she takes advantage of the other party's dominance and pretends to be well-behaved......
But none of these seem to work for Ah Mo.
Xuan Yao was stunned there, as if she had been slapped in public, embarrassed and at a loss.
According to her routine, she felt that Ah Mo should forgive her generously and understand her involuntarily, and then everyone scolded Jiang Yi, who was already dead, and stepped on it, and then they said goodbye and made friends with wine.
But Ah Mo is not like this at all.
Ah Mo not only didn't forgive her, but also threatened her, the current crown princess, fiercely! After the threat was over, she even had a very clear mind, put the swallowtail chrysanthemum and purple dew rose that Xuan Yao had just given her into the back basket, and pushed Miao Yuan briskly to continue walking.
"Ah Mo girl, stay!" Chenhua called to her from behind.
Chen Hua didn't think she would care, so she said to herself: "The second brother's illness is not incurable!"
Ah Mo stopped abruptly and looked back at him, his eyes burning, "What did you say?"
Chenhua smiled, he finally pulled back a game.
"Have you ever heard of Yinlongyi?" said Chenhua with a smile.
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The clouds flew higher, and Ah Mo and Miao Yuan had disappeared from sight.
Chenhua looked at Xuan Yao's deformed face with anger, and laughed: "What's the matter? I didn't expect a humble gentleman like my second brother to find such a powerful one?"
Xuan Yao gritted her teeth and said: "This stinky girl who doesn't know the height of the sky, I will let her know what the rules are one day!"
"Actually, I was quite surprised!"
Chen Hua sat on the head of the clouds, looked at the misty sea around him, and said leisurely: "But what I was surprised that at that time, you were so affectionate to my second brother that you were willing to follow the queen mother and destroy my second brother's chastity? I thought that you would value him more than your own life......?"
"How do I know!" Xuan Yao responded angrily to his taunt, her slender and beautiful neck raised proudly like a peacock, "I'm just a piece of scales left and right, what's in the way! The queen mother wants to detain a reputation for not keeping the etiquette of the boudoir to me, so I naturally have to hand over the scales!"
She sneered, "Besides, no matter what is in this world, there is nothing more important than your own life!
Chenhua pulled her into his arms, lowered his head and kissed her gently, "You know, this is what I like about you the most! Ruthless enough! Selfish enough!"
He whispered between her lips, searching for her scent.
He kissed her earlobes, cheeks, collarbones, jade neck, and all the way down...... He was familiar with every part of her body, like a precious porcelain that had to be wiped several times a day, light and heavy, and the technique and weight of each blow were just right.
He just kissed like this, which made Xuan Yao breathless. She couldn't resist the trembling and panting, she was paralyzed and weak to refuse to welcome, she bit her lips lightly, frowned slightly, and the painful and complete profligate appearance......
It's surrender, it's conquest!
Arouse Chenhua again and again to be high-spirited, attack the city and the pool, and enjoy it!
"In this world, isn't it...... Except for himself, there will be no one else to ...... Uh, for you?" said Yao with a low moan, her eyes misty.
"Of course not!" Chenhua let out a suppressed growl, "I will!"
He couldn't see her like this, she didn't believe in anything, she didn't care about anything!
He grabbed her shoulders and vented heavily and fiercely, leaving countless bruises and kiss marks on her pink body without mercy!
He longed to tear her into strips, bite her to pieces, and swallow her in his stomach, as if this was the only way to make her remember him firmly!
"I will think for you! You must also think for me! Xuan Yao, you must love me! Because in this world, only I will love you!"
He roared and sent her to a fallen paradise!
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After Miao Yuan did the spirit extraction technique, Jinghua no longer had to hide from Ah Mo to jump in the ice pool in the middle of the night, and naturally lived back in their original house.
Xuanhua is deeply inspired, his younger brother is already so open, how can he be an elder brother and fall behind?
So, he was very conscious, and proudly tidied up the original cold and bleak little dilapidated house to be warm, bright and comfortable...... Even the lid of the kettle was shiny and singing to welcome the hostess.
In this way, the few houses that were temporarily erected to welcome Jiang Xueli at that time were basically useless, and now they are all used by Miaoyuan to pile up her medicinal materials.
A miracle doctor is a miracle doctor, with many books, many medicinal materials, and many equipment.
And just like Ah Mo's experiment, Miaoyuan's things are also piled up in a messy and messy manner, and no one is allowed to touch them. Xuanhua secretly helped her clean up twice, and after being discovered, he was beaten wildly, so scared that he didn't dare to move anymore.
After dinner, the five of them went back to their respective houses as usual.
Qinglan is the most boring, and always wants to pull two men out for a drink. Jinghua is strictly regarded and is never allowed to drink and stay up late, so most of him can only pull Xuanhua out. After a few days, the two fell in love very closely.
Qinglan was originally straightforward when he had something to say, and Xuanhua was also eager for justice and righteousness, and uninhibited, so many views were surprisingly consistent.
The two should drink, scold, talk about the sky, the earth, martial arts, women, like-minded, endlessly, every time Miaoyuan came out with a straight face to pull Xuanhua's ears, and then reluctantly went back to the house to sleep.
Qinglan even felt that the love he had formed in just a few days was no less than the friendship he had accumulated with Jinghua for many years from birth to death.
As a result, the occasional chat slowly evolved into a daily meeting, and I couldn't sleep without drinking two glasses and talking a few words before going to bed.
Ah Mo walked into the room with a bowl of medicine and saw that Jinghua was still sitting at the table.
He's peeling pears.
Ah Mo has always felt that Jinghua's hands are very good-looking, with slender fingers and distinct joints but not abrupt.
This hand, when holding the pen, is vigorous and vigorous, and the power penetrates the back of the paper;
And now, this beautiful hand is just holding a fruit knife and peeling a thin layer along the skin of Penglai Le pear.
"Momo, come and eat pears. He carefully cut off another slice and laid it out on a plate.
"Jinghua feed me. "She's coquettish.
Jinghua was helpless, and smiled and sent a small piece into her mouth, "Sweet or not?"
Ah Mo nodded, "You can taste it too." ”
Jinghua smiled, "Sister Yuan said that pears are cold and I am not allowed to eat them." Besides, there is this big bowl of medicine, and after eating pears, I can't drink this medicine. ”
Ah Mo looked at him frowning and bowing his head to drink medicine, and couldn't help but express deep sympathy, "Alas, Jinghua, you are so pitiful, this can't be eaten, that can't be done, and you have to eat so many bitter medicines every day, which is more than food." ”
Jinghua raised his head from behind the medicine bowl and smiled angrily, "It's really bitter, it's really bitter, can Momo give some comfort?"
Ah Mo sat down next to him, and said with an innocent expression: "Well, what comfort does Jinghua want?"
Jinghua smiled, leaned over, and whispered in her ear, "Momo, I want to eat candy too." ”
His voice was a little hoarse, and there was a little bit of deliberate weakness, just a few words, it made Ah Mo's heart flutter, and he secretly thought in his heart that this Jinghua seemed to be honest, and his kung fu was not bad at all.
Before she could think about it, Jinghua's lips had already come over and kissed her on the lips that she had just nibbled on the pear.
He had just taken the medicine, slightly bitter, as if he was afraid of teasing her, but he coveted her sweetness, and refused to let go after touching it.
He groped back and forth on her lips shallowly, gently, licking all over her lips, and in every corner, the sweet juice of the pear had long been sucked out, but it was more fragrant and delicate.
There is a beautiful person, as graceful as Qingyang. Foam with each other, like the glory of the years.
He was suppressed and turbulent, like the sky before a storm, so low that there was no light in sight, and his deep eyes were like the deepest sea, and he used all his strength to barely maintain this superficial and fragile calm.
He simply kissed her on the lips, over and over again, endlessly.
He will always remember this beautiful girl who brought him sweetness and gave him warmth.
"Jinghua, you...... Are you alright?" Mo sensed his strange appearance from his irregular gasps, and touched his chest uneasily.
Sure enough, his heart was beating abnormally.
"Momo, shall we escape, leave Big Brother, get out of here!" he said bitterly, his eyes closed.