Chapter 62: Red Dust Dancing Sword, Aiming for ......
Like him?
Dong Wusheng secretly smacked her tongue in her heart, this secret was too explosive, allowing her to get it so easily, but it made her a little afraid to act rashly.
However, there is no point in justifying anything at this time, I am afraid it is better to follow his wishes.
"I don't understand what you're talking about. ”
Dong Wusheng deliberately dodged his gaze and looked at Madara's position.
The man in red saw her reaction in his eyes, and a knowing smile appeared on his face.
"Just call me Hongchen, little beauty, would you mind telling me your name and hers?"
Dong Wusheng paused and made a half-beat slow gesture before reacting, "Ah, just call me Dong, her words, her name is Vivian." ”
"Is it Western?"
Hongchen sat on the low table, crossed Erlang's legs, his posture was lazy, he casually picked up a piece of pastry on the table and put it in his mouth, his eyes only fell on his knees, as if nothing was worth his eyes.
"Ah...... Yes. ”
"Do you speak Eastern language?"
"No, I can only understand a little bit......" Dong Wusheng stared at him vigilantly, "Why are you asking so much?"
Hongchen smiled and gave her a look, "Don't be so nervous, I also observed you when you first entered the store." ”
Dong Wusheng could probably guess a little Hongchen's intentions, she followed Hongchen's thoughts, put on a hesitant expression, and then she needed Madara's cooperation, although it was a bit sudden, but she also had a certain degree of confidence in Madara's reaction, Madara, this guy, in addition to knowing a little less about human feelings, is still very reliable.
Sure enough, Hongchen hooked the corner of his mouth slightly, stood up, and walked towards Madara calmly.
Dong Wusheng also stood up, but he didn't go over there immediately, as if he was still worried about the few words he said to Madara before, and only looked over there from a distance.
I saw Madara sitting quietly at the coffee table not far away, with an indifferent expression on his face, and he didn't seem to have much interest in the people around him, only occasionally looking at the finely carved beams and screens, and the corner where he was seemed to be isolated from this wind and moon field by a quiet atmosphere, and it became a world of its own.
Hongchen's approach didn't seem to attract Madara's attention at first, until Hongchen walked in front of Madara and stood still, and Madara raised a pair of cool eyes like cold jade to look at Hongchen.
This land of wind and moon is too noisy, Dong Wusheng tried her best to hear the conversation between the two, but unfortunately it didn't work, she stood in place and waited for a while, looking at Hongchen didn't know what to say, Madara smiled, and then Hongchen sat down next to Madara, and raised his hand to pick up the teacup that had been left aside in the cold after Madara drank it before, Dong Wusheng was stunned for a moment, and quickly reached out and pressed it on the lid of the cup, shaking his head at Hongchen.
However, Hongchen didn't let go, he squinted a pair of eyes that seemed to have exhausted the elegance of the world, looked at Madara with a smile and said something, and then Madara showed a confused expression, as if he didn't pay attention for a while, and let Hongchen take the cup.
Huh? Let this Chaotian pepper succeed?
Dong Wusheng secretly estimated the situation, took a step and strode over, her face was gloomy, she walked out of the posture of catching the traitor, walked between the two of them menacingly, snatched the teacup from Hongchen's hand, and put it heavily on the table, making a bang.
Seeing her join, Madara's gaze was gentle with inconspicuous confusion, while Hongchen smiled unexpectedly.
"You, go and dance for this girl. ”
Dong Wusheng followed the character of the jealous lady to act. Although her tone was not good, her posture was domineering, and her pride was as proud as red dust, she didn't complain, she just picked one side of her lips, saying that she was laughing, more like provocative, "Of course you can dance, but I can't dance the soft dance of women, if the little beauty wants to see it, I can dance a sword dance for you." ”
Sword dance?
Dong Wusheng hesitated, she had heard of the sword dance after she woke up, and she really hadn't seen it with her own eyes, to be honest, she was really a little curious, but at this time, Hongchen proposed to dance the sword dance, which made her faintly remember something, and there was nothing when she thought about it carefully.
At this time, she didn't allow her to hesitate for too long, she looked at Hongchen, kicked her eyes and hummed a um, staring at Hongchen to leave to prepare for the sword dance, and sat down on the low table by herself, with her hand on Madara's shoulder.
I had a bad feeling that it wasn't good.
Dong Wusheng looked at Hongchen's back and squinted his eyes.
Forget it, it's useless to regret it at this time, let's take one step at a time, can this sword still beckon them on their heads?
How dare he?
Thinking like this, Dong Wusheng was a little relieved, and she looked down at Madara. With her arm on her shoulder, Madara didn't seem uncomfortable at all, and felt her look over, and bent his eyes to reveal a smile.
It seems that she is overthinking.
Dong Wusheng laughed secretly in his heart, leaned over, lowered his voice and asked Madara, "What did that guy tell you just now?"
Madara glanced around to make sure no one was paying attention before he spoke, "He first asked me if I could understand him, and then when I wanted to take the cup, he asked me why I could understand but couldn't...... He didn't seem to believe that I didn't know how to speak. ”
Oh roar......
Dong Wusheng looked away and nodded slowly, indicating understanding, and secretly pondered in his heart.
In fact, this is also very good, simply sit on Hongchen's speculation about her relationship with Madara, firstly, it can hide the purpose of their visit, and secondly, it can also win Hongchen's trust.
Hongchen himself seems to have experience in this area, and his current actions seem to be matching her and Madara......
No matter how you think about it, you will follow Hongchen's train of thought, and it is most appropriate to plan it, but when she thinks that in Hongchen's eyes, she and Madara are an awkward same-sex couple, Dong Wusheng is a little dramatic.
It is not difficult to play the rich lady, but how to play the rich lady who likes girls, Dong Wusheng really has no confidence.
Fortunately, Hongchen has a proud personality, such a person is most likely to be superstitious about her own judgment, as long as she doesn't make any big mistakes, she shouldn't arouse suspicion.
After all, it was her own sin, so why did she have to dress up Madara as a girl? Actually, if you think about it, it's not impossible to pretend to be a loyal guard who honestly follows the orders of the eldest lady.
The sins of one's own making, one can only cry and fill in the pit.
Dong Wusheng shook his head, his eyes happened to glance at the glass of water on the table, and suddenly thought of something, and glanced at Madara, "Do you still know that you can't drink the same glass of water as that person?"
Madara blinked and shook his head slightly, "I just don't think it's good to let him drink the rest of my drink......"
Dong Wusheng nodded. That's to be expected.
After a while, Hongchen came back, carrying a bronze sword at his waist, and a beep sounded the moment the long sword was unsheathed, Dong Wusheng's heart tightened, this sword is not like an ordinary mortal.
The music sounded, Hongchen's figure danced with the music, where the long sword passed, leaving a clear sword light, at first the music was tender like water, Hongchen's dancing posture was also like a dream, until the music became more and more fierce, Dong Wusheng had a string in his heart and became tighter and tighter.
I always feel like something bad is going to happen, what's going on?
Dong Wusheng looked at Hongchen Dancing Sword indifferently, but his heart was anxious.
Her instincts have always been accurate, but where does the danger come from?
Dong Wusheng followed the feeling and looked up, facing a pair of eyes of Hongchen, and the cold killing intent was hidden under that grace, like the fangs of a monster under the surface of a calm lake.
He's watching...... Spot?
The moment the long sword stabbed, Dong Wusheng's body was faster than his mind, and he subconsciously rolled down the coffee table to block in front of Madara.
The sword light reflected in the young man's quiet eyes, not stirring up the slightest wave, but it was the figure of Dong Wusheng who rushed over to disturb the clarity of the pool, making the quiet pupils condense a sharp cold light in vain.
Dong Wusheng felt a hand pass through her waist, caress the back of her head, and slightly rudely buckle her into an embrace, and then there was the sound of Qingyue in the back of his head.
"Next......"
Hongchen laughed, his face was full of murder, and his eyes were filled with nostalgia for who he was for, "Maybe you will go further than us." ”