Chapter 2 (2)
Yuexi Bridge didn't get up, nor did he look back, as if he was stunned in place. The man behind the gauze tent saw that she had not moved for a long time, so he lifted the layers of gauze curtains and walked slowly towards her.
Almost as soon as the sound of the beaded curtains colliding together, Yuexi Bridge stood up, and walked to the window without saying a word, trying to avoid him. He was stunned for a moment, reacted in time, and quickly stepped forward to grab her arm and pull her into his arms.
She immediately wanted to break him away, but because of her strength, she could only let him hold him tighter.
"Run for what." He whispered in her ear in confusion, "Qiao'er doesn't want to see me anymore?" ā
Yue Xiqiao exhaled and stopped struggling, gritted his teeth and said, "Who doesn't want to see anyone, why do you bother to talk to me at such a time." ā
He then smiled and said, "Qiao'er thought I didn't want to see you?" I thought Qiao'er could understand my difficulties. ā
Yue Xiqiao closed his eyes and sneered: "I understand you, so I know that you don't want to see me." Now I have nothing to do with you, and you have been merciful for not sending anyone to extinguish my mouth. ā
After a pause, she trembled, as if she was afraid of something, but she was quickly relieved: "Since you are here in person, then let's do it." ā
He didn't move, he still hugged her, but he didn't make a sound or laugh anymore.
Yuexiqiao turned his back to him, it was difficult to perceive his emotions, after thinking about it, he understood something, raised his hand to cover his waist and slowly stroked it, and bent his lips and said: "Well, before I die, I should also serve you one last time." ā
As soon as her hand touched it, his body trembled, and he slightly let go of the arm that was surrounding her.
Yue Xi Qiao was able to turn around, and quickly took a look at his figure and outfit today. It's his original body shape, tall and thin, and the material of the clothes doesn't seem to be affordable for ordinary people, I don't know if he borrowed the identity of a rich son.
She lowered her eyes, not interested in seeing what kind of face he was using today, but caressed his chest. He had always placed the black girdle that blindfolded her on the placket, but now it was empty.
Without touching what he should take, Yuexi Bridge frowned, and finally looked up.
This hope made her eyes widen in horror, and she unconsciously took a step back, and he held her waist in time to prevent her from falling.
She looked at it and then lowered her head, chilling all over.
Instead of changing his face, he wore a half-silver mask that covered his nose from the tip of his nose to his forehead. In the past, when the two of them were intimate, he never wore a mask, only covering her eyes. And tonight, if you don't take the belt, you're ready to kill her with your own hands.
She couldn't help but chuckle lightly, and she was no longer afraid, and slowly lowered her hand.
He lowered his eyes and looked at her for a long time, without saying a word, but slowly hugged her tightly.
"Why did Qiao'er think I would bear to kill you?" It wasn't until he felt her body warm up again that he spoke, "You haven't done anything wrong, it's just that the Nine Heavens of the Chongxiao Pavilion Lord's Nine Heavens is too strange, and even the demonic qi is difficult to invade in the slightest." ā
Yuexiqiao only said: "You don't want to kill me, why did you leave me here for two years." Could it be that the sect was entangled in affairs and had no time to think of me, and suddenly realized that there was still a disaster in this Shui Jingxuan that had not been eliminated, so he was willing to come and end my life in person? ā
He seemed to be a little crying and laughing: "I really can't come to see you for a while because I am entangled in chores, but why did I come to kill you?" ā
She sneered and pushed him away, still not looking at him, but turned to the side: "I know what you are worried about, indeed, I failed to let the Xuan Pavilion Master enter the demon at the beginning, and he abolished his martial arts and destroyed the meridians, this matter has long been known to the world, and my collusion with the Demon Sect is naturally obvious." But even so, neither Chongxiao Pavilion nor Qionghua Building have given me any debasement or punishment, why is this? ā
He didn't notice that she pushed him away for a while, and he couldn't help frowning.
Yue Xiqiao turned around and continued: "Because they want to keep me, the purpose is to lure out the demon who really colluded with me, just to lure you out. You haven't come for a long time, they should have killed me just like that, but after the death of Mrs. Yilan of Chongxiao Pavilion in October of the fourth year of Zhaoqing, the entire Central Plains rose up to 'eliminate demons', and today, there is no one left in your Demon Sect, and there is no possibility of counterattacking, and the decent naturally disdain to use me again, let alone give me a death.
"And you can't kill any decent leader, if you are angry at my incompetence at the beginning, and want to kill me to vent your anger, why not."
Probably cold by the night breeze, Yuexiqiao shrank down, walked to the window, closed the window, raised his head slightly, and said, "Even if I didn't get angry, you can't guarantee that I didn't take refuge in decency after that defeat." After all, I still have a younger brother in the head of Chongxiao Pavilion, and he is still in the hands of the Xuan Pavilion Master. ā
"Indeed, now that Feng Tongshang is still living well in the Phoenix Pavilion, decent people have always hated my Baihui clan, how can they leave a younger brother who colludes with the so-called 'demons'." He smiled lightly and slowly approached her, "If it weren't for Qiao'er who had already surrendered to the Xuan Pavilion Master in private, how could a man whose wife was killed by the second elder of our clan be kind to a man who grew up in the Seven Star Sect since childhood." ā
Yuexiqiao tilted his head to look at him, stopped talking, and closed his eyes in resignation.
In an instant, he had already held her in his arms from behind again, leaned into her ear and said, "I said that I was too busy to come and see Qiao'er in person, do you have to be so angry with me?" ā
His breath made her ears warm, and when she still wanted to break free of his embrace and run away, she hurriedly hugged her tighter.
"What 'Demon Disciple', 'Demon Sect', you have stayed in the sect since you were ten years old, but you personally call your home a demon cave, even if this is the case, isn't Qiao'er just like me, one of these thousands of 'Demon Disciples'?"
Yuexiqiao opened his mouth, but the words came to his mouth but he took them back. He naturally saw her look of wanting to speak and stopping, so he said, "What does Qiao'er want to say." ā
She frowned, but she ignored it, tilted her head, and didn't even want to see him again.
Seeing this, he could only pull her shoulders over to face him, and lowered his head to kiss her lips.
She didn't want to touch it yet, so she let out a "whimper" first, shrunk her shoulders and pushed his chest, tilted her head and said, "You're holding me." ā
He realized that he had come to see her tonight as she was, so he had put on his mask, and had not yet taken the girdle that had bound her eyes, and it was no wonder that she thought he had come to kill her.
He looked at her who was rubbing the bridge of her nose, and then turned his head to look at the shelf bed: "I really want you at this moment, but it's not good here, and I lost that belt." ā
Yue Xiqiao frowned and still refused to look at him: "If you hadn't decided not to see me again two years ago, how could you have left such an important thing." ā
He smiled again: "Why does it matter?" Wouldn't I be able to hold the bridge without that belt? With that, he picked her up and walked to the bed.
Yuexiqiao was stunned until he was put on the bed, watching him lean over and press down, and about to take off the mask, then he opened his eyes and subconsciously shouted: "What are you doing?!" ā
His hand on the mask paused for a moment, then said, "I said, I want you." ā
"Stop!" As if she was greatly frightened, she sharply stopped him from taking off his mask, "I don't want to see your face, I don't want to do it in my life!" ā
He was silent for a long time, then put his hand down, his eyes gradually sharpened, and he fell on her and did not speak again.
Yuexiqiao seemed to be really frightened by his simple move, and desperately wanted to shrink to the corner of the bed, but there was no way to retreat, so he could only hold his trembling arms and bow his head and say, "If you really don't care about that belt, you would have taken off your mask and faced me with your true face." I don't know how many people have seen your face, and I don't know if they're all still alive. If you really want to kill me, then why let me have a glimmer of hope and destroy it mercilessly.
"I don't want to see you, IāI've known you so far, I don't even know your name, you don't even want to give me the chance to call your name, and now, heh," she chuckled softly, "and you're pretending to be an amorous person." I'm telling you, I don't care about your principles, and I don't have to be your person. Since you are willing to come to see me for the last time today, it doesn't matter if you use your true face or not, don't pretend to make me reluctant anymore. ā
After saying that, she was stunned for a moment, and then began to quickly remove her shawl and coat, and threw them on the ground one by one. He just watched her quietly, and didn't move.
When she took off to only one belly wipe, she tore her middle coat with all her might, tore off a piece of cloth to blindfold her eyes, and then tentatively raised her hand and soon touched his face.
Cautiously and timidly, she fumbled with the mechanism on his mask, and he finally took it off with his hand.
She heard the sound of the mask being thrown to the ground, and was still surprised that he had dropped such an important thing so easily, but he had already grabbed her face and kissed it hard.
He should have been angry, or rather, but no matter how hard he tried, he always remembered her fear, and did not remove the strap that had covered her face.
She cried, crying very aggrieved, but he said that he was the one who should be wronged, obviously just trying to choose a suitable time to take her away, but she was paranoid that she wanted to take her life.
Koshiki Hashimoto is a geisha, not good at intercourse, although he has been very gentle and patient in the early night, but still tense up all night, not drunk, let alone relaxed.
Although she slowly and completely adapted to him after that, and found wonderful sensations with him that she had never experienced before, she still liked the gentleness and tenderness that he had only had on the first night.
He knew, but could never imagine how much she liked him, trusted him, and relied on him.
When she was ten years old, her family was ruined, and she and her brother were rescued by the Seven Star Sect, and met him at the age of fourteen. He said that it was a pity that she didn't make good use of her appearance, even if he sent her to Shui Jingxuan to be a prostitute, even if he made her risk her life to frame the Lord of Chongxiao Pavilion, she still loved him and only wanted to rely on him.
He must not know what it is like to fall in love with someone who treats him as a tool and does not even care about life or death, but only thinks that she is too ridiculous, too easily manipulated by love, too stupid.
Every time he hugged her, he would say something, and the most he said was that her beauty was enough to make any man in the world fall for him, even if he gave his life and fell into hell, he only wanted to see it with his own eyes and taste it with his own eyes.
She'll ask, "What about you?" ā
He would laugh: "I've been obsessed with you for a long time." ā
But she shook her head: "I mean, if you will give your life and go to hell, you will also be with me." ā
He didn't stay silent for a long time before replying, "Qiao'er, I won't." "Very realistic, and not pretentious at all, he himself understands that she is just a pawn, and he knows very well that she understands the same.
But why is she willing to dig out her whole heart and hand it over to him bloodily even though she knows everything.
Why, she didn't want to think about it now, her body and mind were not allowed. At the height of her affection, she felt nothing but the fierce rhythm he gave and the wheezing sound that fell on her ears.
At last, when he was held tightly in his arms, almost melted into his bones, she stopped crying.
He said: "Fu Xijing, my full name, but it depends on how Qiao'er wants to call." ā