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Chapter 62 of the second volume is indifferent

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Chapter 62 is indifferent

There is an attic in the east corner of Taoyuan Village, which is quiet and elegant, and the visual sense is slightly detached and detached. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info//Fast update//

To the west, there is a variety of life and the hustle and bustle of the market.

To the east, there are mountains and flowing water, and the dust is ethereal.

The original owners of this attic were Big Joe and Little Joe, and now, it is just an old girl's dwelling.

The moon branches, the sky is dim, the attic sounds of the piano, the hustle and bustle of the day has long since disappeared after sunset, at this moment, the whole Taoyuan Village seems to be immersed in this melodious, elegant and refreshing soothing music.

Green silk is like a waterfall, white clothes are better than snow, Mi Zhen without makeup does not need rouge powder to decorate herself, no matter how beautiful the NV people are, there is no appreciator, and there is no makeup and dressing**, not to mention that she does not apply powder, as if she is naturally carved, she is beautiful in nature, and beauty is in the self without pretentiousness.

The attic window is wide open, Mi Zhen kneels and sits by the window, the snow sè pleated skirt falls to the ground like a blooming peony, the moon caresses the qin, the ten fingers are smart, and she closes her eyes like a fairy who has been punished for a lifetime of loneliness.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

Mi Zhen looked back at Mén, and the stairs of the attic came from the bottom to the top, and there was a steady footstep, not in a hurry, as if it could be imagined step by step.

At this time, no one would dare to come here to disturb her, even if it was a close friend of the boudoir, Xiao Qiao and others, they never visited at night.

And listening to the footsteps, it was obviously a man.

She is like a canary, even though she is beautiful and has countless admirers, as long as she is in Yizhou, no one dares to beat her idea.

There are people who want to die under the peony huā and can't get close to this attic, and there are people who can rush up to the attic to get what they want, if they die, then they must be in groups and the old and young families in the clan to go to the Yellow Spring.

As the administrative manager of Taoyuan Village, it is natural for Mi Zhen to have guards, and even her second brother Mi Fang has to report when she comes to see her, so who is the person who can make the guards outside the attic walk in here without any movement, the answer has been called.

Turning around and looking at the mén mouth, Mi Zhen didn't know why she was short of breath, and how many years had her indifferent state of mind lasted? At least ten years, but at this moment, it seems that all calmness has been broken.

She had fantasized countless times that the person appeared in front of her, but it was far less frightening than it was now.

She is no longer the girl when she was young.

The best huā years, she has long since said goodbye.

Fanghua has passed away, the red face is old, and the panic in Mi Zhen's heart comes from the loss of all self-confidence. 15

She thought she would be ugly when she was over thirty.

Guo Jia, dressed in a dark red brocade robe, unexpectedly walked into Mi Zhen's boudoir, holding a pot of wine and two cups in his hands.

When this man came into view again, Mi Zhenjing was in a trance.

"I don't know if the king is coming, if you miss the welcome, please forgive the king."

Mi Zhen didn't dare to look at Guo Jia, so she bowed her head slightly after bowing, and her eyes were turned to the side.

Guo Jia walked over slowly, looking down at Mi Zhen condescendingly, holding the wine jug and wine glass in her left hand, and pinching Mi Zhen's smooth and silky chin with her right hand, holding her face up and looking at herself.

Mi Zhen didn't understand that Guo Jia was not a greedy sè, but an indifferent expression like stagnant water, and Guo Jia didn't have any jiāo to speak of with her.

When it comes to beauties, any one in the backyard of his house is a beauty in the world.

If it is a heart-to-heart talk, Mi Zhen is even less than any of Guo Jia's wives and concubines, they are Guo Jia's best listeners.

The only thing she can think of is nothing more than Guo Jia coveting her beauty, maybe she is tired of eating delicacies from the mountains and seas, and wants to change her taste to make it fresh.

But Guo Jia now makes Mi Zhen feel only endless pressure.

A person who holds the power of life and death of millions of people no longer needs to be domineering, he has long been no longer angry and arrogant, no one dares to be presumptuous in front of him, and those who dare to anger him must first dig their own graves and prepare coffins.

"Long time no see."

Guo Jia let go of his hand after saying these four words lightly, turned around and pulled the low table in front of the bronze mirror in the room between the two, and then put down the wine jug and wine glass, chou over a soft cushion, Guo Jia knelt down, picked up the wine jug and began to pour wine.

Long time no see?

Mi Zhen smiled bitterly in her heart.

It's been a long time, it's been a long time!

I'm afraid that the last time we met face-to-face so formally was more than ten years ago.

At that time, Guo Jia was sharp, but now he is detached and calm.

Compared with that time, Guo Jia only looked mature, slightly vicissitudes, and the beard on his chin was longer, and he looked like a more calm man.

"Are you afraid of me? More than ten years ago, you could speak freely in front of me, why don't you even dare to say it now? ”

Guo Jia poured two glasses of wine, pushed one in front of Mi Zhen, holding the wine glass, Guo Jia, who looked a little depressed, looked at Mi Zhen lightly.

Mi Zhen sat up straight, and her plump curves were unobstructed, but she still couldn't make Guo Jia have any changes in his spirit.

"For example, everyone today talks to the envoy about blood and bravery, but the envoy tells everyone to be calm and detached, don't talk about me, I'm afraid there are few people who don't feel afraid in front of the envoy."

The human heart is often like this, the more it can be seen, the less lethal it is.

If Guo Jia is still shouting and killing a person who shouts for blood to this day, why should he subdue a person like Ma Chao who is braver and more fierce than him?

Guo Jia's hole cards, no one can see through, and his methods are not something that outsiders can figure out, it is such a seemingly harmless posture that allows him to sit firmly in the position of the ruler and control the overall situation calmly.

Mi Zhen had seen Guo Jia, who was rampant and killing in all directions, but from the bottom of her heart, she was even more in awe of Guo Jia, who was now sitting in front of her and spoke softly, four points of respect, six points of fear.

For Mi Zhen to admit that she was afraid of herself, Guo Jia didn't say anything, picked up the wine glass and drank it.

Majesty is not something that can be erected in a day, since the other party is afraid, it is not that Guo Jia can let the other party unload this psychological pressure with a smile and speak in a cordial tone, not to mention that he is already calm.

"I heard that Jun's best friend has passed away, so that Jun has been depressed and unhappy recently, and the deceased is gone, and I hope that Jun can break free from grief as soon as possible. The envoy should know that the hearts of countless people are concerned about the envoy's body. ”

Mi Zhen didn't touch the wine glass, and lowered her head slightly and whispered.

Although she is not in Chengdu, Chengdu has close contacts with Taoyuan Village, and she can know a lot of news.

Guo Jia's expression was slightly grim, but he quickly returned to calm.

The struggle in his heart was just ashamed of Xun Yu's expectations.

Destroy Cao Fuhan!

He can only do half of it, destroy Cao!

To this day, it is no longer possible for him to help the Han, if he supports the Han, not only will his children and grandchildren be pushed to a dead end, but even the future of the group of civil and military generals under him will be pushed to the abyss.

"Do you hate?"

Guo Jia looked at Mi Zhen and asked softly.

She is Mi Fang's bargaining chip, she is a tool for the Mi family to survive in the Luàn world, she is the daughter of a rich family carefree, but she has endured loneliness for more than ten years, and it is a miracle that she is not crazy if she changes others.

Mi Zhen laughed to herself, and she shook her head.

It's not that she doesn't hate, it's that she doesn't have the right to hate at all.

In this era of movement, countless people have died, and there are as many ravaged as stars, and even such inhumane things as cannibalism as Yizi, why should she hate?

There is no happiness, it is just the most ordinary thing in this era, not a miserable thing.

really compares others, Mi Zhen can live without food and clothing to this day, and she even feels lucky.

Perhaps because of this, she has the luck that others do not have, and she loses the right to happiness.

After drinking another glass of wine, Guo Jia suddenly stood up, walked around to Mi Zhen's side, and bent down to pick her up.

Mi Zhen was dumbfounded, and was held by Guo Jia's strong and powerful arms, too late to be shy, more shocked.

She didn't see a trace of ** in Guo Jia's eyes, and she was still indifferent.

Chessman.

She has long realized that she is just a pawn in the hands of the superiors, even if it is an extravagant hope to even become Guo Jia's vassal.

Lifting the gauze tent, Guo Jia threw her on the simple chuáng couch, Mi Zhen's eyes moistened.

A long time ago, she was ready for this day, but by no means facing a Guo Jia who couldn't even mention Jing God when she played nong.

He, as if he was just venting.

Or maybe she's just another move in his mind.

Mi Zhen understands that Guo Jia will not touch her for no reason, not even if she is drunk.

The only thing she could think of was as if Guo Jia knelt in front of Tao Gongzu back then, and there was another deep meaning behind it.

It's just that she can never know what her value is.

Wide clothes are untied, and the clothes are opposite.

A man who can ** never needs chunyào, Guo Jia's wives and concubines are in groups, and he has already practiced the realm of perfection in Cai Yan, Zhen Jiang, Xiao Qiao and other wives and concubines.

Emotions and instincts are two things that have nothing to do with each other.

Even though Mi Zhen's heart was cold, she couldn't resist Guo Jia's methods.

Yu fire is high, the whole body is hot, Mi Zhen, the old girl, feels that the whole body seems to be surging out of an unbearable undercurrent, I thought that I could spend this life with a pure heart, but the body instinct betrayed myself, and the ** that was submerged in the depths of my heart did not fade, but suppressed, once it broke out, the waves were turbulent.

It's just that Mi Zhenjiao gasped and moaned, but she closed her eyes tightly, she wanted to be one with Guo Jia with pleasure, but she was afraid to see his indifferent eyes, and the stinging pain made her feel cold and crampy even more than when she was red.

For ten days in a row, Guo Jia spent in Mizhen's attic, upside down and indulgence.

Maybe ordinary people think that this is a romantic affair, no one can, no one dares to accuse Guo Jia of anything.

Even Guo Jia's wife and concubine feel that the current situation is unexpected and very embarrassing.

If it was the kind of indiscriminate NV of Qinglou Goolan, they could express their dissatisfaction with Guo Jia, but now this NV person is Mi Zhen, who has a lot of affection with them, and they can only keep silent tacitly.

However, everyone wants to ask Guo Jia: Why?

After Xun Yuxue, Guo Jia neither led the army to seek justice for his close friend, nor did he work more diligently, but became more and more depressed, and now he is still sinking minvsè and never returning.

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