You cried and told me that fairy tales are all lies

Zhu Ping'an, who was fluttering in the lake, really wanted to sing this Guangliang fairy tale loudly at the moment, which was not in line with the plot in the novel at all, he didn't do artificial respiration, and even the posture of artificial respiration was not in place, and he was kicked away by a pair of small feet wrapped in embroidered shoes

Not the slightest bit of defense

Slaps, screams, and dentures, none of them, and half a second later they were drinking in the lake.

The spring cold is steep, the lake water is very cold, and Zhu Ping'an, who is floating in the lake water, can't help but sneeze a few times.

"You're sick!" Zhu Ping'an rushed at the demon girl on the shore from the lake is throat.

Saving people is not the opposite, no matter how good-tempered anyone is, they can't help it. What's more, Zhu Ping'an, who swam to the lake twice in the early morning, is not a winter swimmer on this cold day!

"The water is cold, come on."

The demon girl on the shore curled her hair casually, staring at Zhu Ping'an in the lake with a pair of dark eyes, and her tone was unexpectedly calm, as if she had never kicked the kick just now.

Although the tone is not gentle, it also feels soft. It's pretty much the same, I'm here to save you, not to rob while it's hot.

Zhu Ping'an's dog once again struggled to dig to the shore, lying on the shore panting to recover some strength, Zhu Ping'an, who had just come out of the water, couldn't help but feel the cold wind biting and cold.

The demon girl on the shore has already supported her body, because she has been soaked in the water, her clothes are also close to her body, as if a modern girl took a wet photo, and her close-fitting clothes outline a concave and convex curve, uh, the placket was just untied by herself to keep her breathing smooth, resulting in a looming posture now, which makes people think about it

To tell the truth, this demon girl has a very delicate face, although it is still worse than the black-bellied girl in Shanghe Village, but it seems that her figure is more material, and her curves are quite undulating after being wet, as if she has crossed the mountains to the plains from top to bottom, but in other words, what is the bulging thing on the waist of this demon girl?

In fact, all this mental process is only a second

In the first second, there is leisure to watch the wet demon girl

In the next second, Zhu Ping'an was put on a snowy dagger by the demon girl around his neck, which was the bulging thing on the demon girl's waist just now.

"Little brother, tell me, how do you want to die?"

The girl put the dagger on Zhu Ping'an's neck, and asked with a smile, and a strand of unfinished hair hung down to the demon girl's cheek, making the girl's face even paler.

Your sister, are you sick, weak like this, still laughing, so you love to laugh, why don't you laugh! Zhu Ping'an really couldn't help but want to complain about this demon girl, but because of the bright thing on his neck, he didn't dare to say it.

This is a blood-drenched master who can step on the palms of five or six people in a row, and what is he doing to rob and do, but he is not a good person.

"Is it really a choice?" Zhu Ping'an asked.

"Ahem, you and I are fateful, this is the second time we have met, others can't choose, you can." The girl smiled and used the dagger slightly, drawing a shallow blood mark on Zhu Ping'an's neck, although she was full of laughter, her body also coughed weakly a few times, and there was faint blood on her lips.

"Then let me die of old age." Zhu Ping'an replied casually.

When the laughing girl heard this, her face darkened, and her laughter stopped suddenly, and then she coughed with an ugly face.

With the sound of coughing, a mouthful of blood sprayed on Zhu Ping'an's face.

belch

Not really, just kidding, so as not to vomit blood.

Zhu Ping'an's face twitched a little, as if he was shocked by the scene in front of him, so that he subconsciously thought that this girl wouldn't want to touch porcelain

After the girl vomited blood, her face seemed to be a little better.

"You're still very unbehaved," the girl smiled reluctantly, and pressed the dagger in a little more.

pain

They all vomited blood

Also laughing

How much you love to laugh, you can just laugh.

Zhu Ping'an complained a few words in his heart, but his face was the same, as if he couldn't feel the dagger piercing his skin, and he chatted in the same tone:

"Well, I was wrong about that last time, but today, I think you know, I saved you, and none of us can deny that."

"Yes, that's why I chose the way to die for you, little Engong"

The girl looked at Zhu Ping'an with a smile, and jokingly read the three words of Xiao Engong again, but it was a tone that you have to die without negotiation, and at the end she deliberately stabbed the tip of the knife upward, until a drop of blood rolled down the tip of the knife with a smile.

All right

There were also such neurotic women in ancient times!

The smile on his face is like a flower, but he is extremely ruthless, cruel to others, and ruthless to himself.

I didn't pay attention just now, but I found that this demon girl seemed to be extremely seriously injured, and several parts of her clothes were stained red with blood, and she was still bleeding, so there should be an insider, otherwise she wouldn't have vomited blood just now by a joke of her own. I'm like this, I don't want to save myself, but I still insist on killing myself.

According to the girl's injury, it seems that if it drags on, she will not be able to do it.

"Is it okay to die of old age or anything else?" Zhu Ping'an asked lightly.

The girl nodded with a smile.

"Is it okay for the peony flower to die?" Zhu Ping'an asked with a smile.

In exchange, the tip of the knife went in a few points again, not just as simple as cutting through the skin, and feeling the blood flowing.

"Well, let's not hide it, you have something but this knife to kill me. I chose poisoned wine, and you didn't; Choose arsenic, do you have it, I won't choose either, if you want to kill, just kill me with the knife in your hand. But before you kill me again, can you give me a reason? Even if I did something wrong last time, I will be far from able to pay you back by rescuing you from the lake this time. ”

Seeing that the demon girl was about to be ruthless, Zhu Ping'an didn't dare to tease the tiger's whiskers anymore.

"Why?" The girl crooked her face, snuggled her mouth, and motioned to Zhu Ping'an to pay attention to the placket on her body that was untied by Zhu Ping'an, "This is the second time, and you don't need to untie your clothes to save people, well, little brother, your habit of undressing girls is very bad." ”

belch

Zhu Ping'an finished for a while, and when he talked to the ancients about keeping his breathing smooth, it seemed that he was playing the piano to the cow.

"I'm a very grudgeful person, you save me, I thank you, you took the last time you untied my clothes, this is logically unresistible, but the children of the rivers and lakes, I am also more generous. However, this time you undressed me again, in order to wash my innocence, well, then I must not kill you. Besides, you fished me out of the lake, who knows if you want to save me, or do something worse than a pig or a dog, and it's not like I haven't seen similar dirty things in the rivers and lakes. ”

The girl smiled and analyzed Zhu Ping'an one by one, and the final foothold was to wash away her innocence with Zhu Ping'an's blood.

"Speaking of which, God treats me quite well, the first enemy missed, giggles, you, the enemy, fell into my hands again"

The girl looked at Zhu Ping'an with a smile, and there was still blood on the corner of her mouth.

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