Chapter Seventy-Two: Do You Still Have to Count Other Men?

"That Miantang, the northern Shaanxi you let us go to is a dangerous area, do you understand, we almost sent our bodies to be used as a target."

"You haven't been to the place we agreed upon."

The meaning behind his words made my heart skip a beat. He actually took the trouble to find out where I went, saying that he still cared about me and that he didn't want her to disappear from his world. Immediately I was happy and didn't want to bother with any more details with him.

"What a beautiful posture, Mao Jiu, pretending to be a noble lady, a master fighter, an orphanage overlord, and a girl with a violent temperament, it is really very charming. But who did you learn from these now? Everyone's beautiful little jasper is not suitable for you, and the women outside I know what they are thinking, but they don't have the primitive vitality of you. You'll also be a vixen when you dress up. What are your reasons today? Adore the rising sun? Is Song Da in your calculations? I'm also a rich man, am I on your list? He took me by the hand and guided me in circles, and I deliberately stretched out my arms and turned on tiptoe, so that my little dress showed a little wave.

That Miantang looked at me from head to leg with his dark eyes, and he didn't miss anything, and that rough gaze, as if he was stripping me of my clothes, was flirtatious. But it gave me goosebumps all over my body.

I suddenly held my breath suspiciously: "That Miantang, you shouldn't want to dismantle my platform, right?" ”

"Don't worry, I'll keep it a secret for you, you know that you have always won my heart, and you have won my heart since you were a child. Cat Nine. "Half joking, half flattering.

*The words were about to come to my mouth, and I finally suppressed it, and I decided to suppress his arrogance by a point or two, he knew everything about me, even in the Great Qing Dynasty, my identity belonged to their family, and he had the upper hand on me, so I had to turn the situation around and find a way to put him in a lower position.

Qing Po said that if you want to catch more mosquitoes, it is better to use vinegar than sugar, I plan to catch this mosquito and treat it well, so that he will not always be at the mercy of me.

He lowered his voice, "Why don't you talk to your old friend?" Why don't you say I'm a hooligan, tell me to go away, slap me, that cat Jiujiu who is not afraid of courage and is not afraid of the sky, all the young people present surround you, will you know that you are never soft in fights? I'm afraid you've long known this, good girl, you want to be*, but why don't you hang a signboard with 'beckoning' written in bold? ”

"You mean to scold me for being *?" I was so angry that a stream of heat rushed through my body.

"It's still a nine-tailed raccoon in disguise." He added.

"Hmph," I said angrily, "then I'll just put it straight to the point, since you left us, do you think I'm your burden, you think you can trample on everyone's rights and dignity by relying on your own stinky money in your own family, that is, you are hungry and don't know how hungry you are, and you can now take someone away from me." ”

"Tsk, I want to see if the lucky man can get your invitation to go back today, I never miss a good show, with your ecstasy soup method, there will be at least a dozen handsome men fighting for you tonight, it seems that I am going to start getting to know you again." He stared into my eyes, and his words were like a whip.

"Why don't you put on animal skins, pull me by the hair, and carry me in this room?" There was a palpable contempt in my words.

A hint of surprise flashed across his face, and then a smile appeared in his eyes: "You're not mistaken, that's what kind of posture do you want?" ”

"You bastard, you are old, dare to teach me a lesson, the posture of the spring palace picture, you go to find a woman to toss you to death!" I tried hard to slap him, but he grabbed my hand and kissed him on the lips.

"I don't mind trying a few when you have time, we'll be a good fit."

A wave of anger slowly rose in my head, and I couldn't care about anything else in the rage. Don't be taught by my grandmother, my nameless fire is enough to kill. A pair of black eyes set off the death-white face shining, and he couldn't hold back his temperament for a while: "Brother Ghost killed someone, went to prison, and will be shot in a few days, and you are still having fun with women!" Of course, how can your son-in-law understand. ”

In the huge room, only the heavy footsteps of the Miantang walking around could be heard. He cursed in a low voice, all obscene and foul language that didn't fit his identity, even though he was a dangerous person, and I was no longer afraid of him. Suddenly he stopped walking back and forth like a beast, and he turned to me. The dark eyes sparkled, but there was no more intimidating anger. I saw that his eyes contained a certain kind of secrecy and restraint: "So, you go and tempt Song Da." And, for now, he is half trapped in the love network you have carefully weaved, and you think that you can save the mountain ghost, just rely on your fox face. ”

He pressed my shoulders suddenly.

"Then you answer me, is he the only one who wants to make up your mind?" His eyes were sharp and alert, carefully observing the changes in the expression on my face.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Are you going to try this method if he's the only one?"

"What does this have to do with you?"

"Naturally, there is a relationship. Do you want to count other men? You said. ”

"Yes. And you. "My tone became as vicious as his.

"That's right, I don't believe you don't have five or six people on alternate. How many waitlists am I? I can give you some advice about Songda. ”

"I don't need your advice."

"You don't need it, and I want to mention it, this is a very good piece of advice, when you ask other men for when, don't be as unreserved and distracted as if you were wielding a kitchen knife. You must be tactful and tactful in order to achieve better results. You are born with this technique, and you are very proficient in it. When Song Da discovers that the girl he is looking for has changed from a gentle, charming and delicate woman, a woman who reacts to life with such feminine charm: innocent, shy, and delicate to a brutal girlfriend. As long as he handles your affairs well, he will immediately find that your voice is crisp, resolute, decisive, and resolute, and there is no hesitation of children and children, and there is no dodging anymore, and when he changes, it is estimated that he will cry and mourn. ”

"You don't have to worry about that, he saw that I had broken the neck of the chicken and made a hillbilly chicken." I said this on purpose.

"I didn't expect you to be so close." I didn't even notice that his hands were clenched into fists and his trouser pockets bulging, as if he was struggling with his emotions.

"What advice do you have for you as a candidate?" Without thinking about it or the consequences, I looked at the man who had sheltered me and mocked me, "I like you a little, Na Miantang. ”

"It's so lucky, cat, how can you like someone else's boyfriend. Are you in love with me? ”

I looked at him as if I had been slapped in the face, he had no reason to humiliate me like this, I didn't ask him, but he stepped it into the dung in the past, and he fooled me.

I stared at him intently like a snake stunned animal, and then picked up the wine glass from the table: "I really want to fall in love with you, and I will talk about it when the snow really freezes in June!" With that, he threw the cup into the stove, and the alcohol exploded into a small fireball. Then I'll give you the answer, you really teach people to be hateful. ”

The Miantang laughed, and my muscles tightened, and I prepared to pounce on him and tear his face apart.

"Forget it, Mao Jiu, we have shared weal and evil, don't act in front of me."

"Don't say I know you. Even if your family is a privileged few, I can always get what I want. ”

I kept my head held high and walked out of the room, came downstairs and stopped and grabbed the railing, because I was angry and insulted, my heart was pounding, I tried to take a deep breath, I couldn't faint and let the Miantang laugh, I couldn't let myself faint, until the nausea gradually disappeared, and I didn't return to the crowd.

That Miantang had been staring at me from upstairs, and when I looked back at him, he smiled and said nothing, only to see him leaning back against the window, his hands deep in his trouser pockets, and his black eyes faintly showing a ridiculous contempt to mock me, a very annoying smile, and a strength hidden under that chic and elegant appearance, lazy like a leopard basking in the sun when he was not moving, and moving as if a leopard was about to jump up and pounce.

I'm a little uneasy, will he let me go? He looked at me like a play, and I couldn't wait to catch him.

The music played slowly at the right time, temporarily relieving my stress. I lightly touched the arm of the nearest man and shouted to go outside, intending to avoid the limelight and hide in the dark.

I deliberately lowered my eyes, and the fluttering eyelashes made him lose his soul, and murmured, "Sir, I am a little thirsty, please go and get me a glass of water, and you will wait for me here, and I will come back with my makeup, because I will dance with you in a moment, and you should not go away with the other girls, because I am very jealous."

The man was so excited that he almost stammered, his mouth closed and opened, his face turned red, and he blindly took my hand, "I won't go away." "He was always relieved, and he never dreamed that I would just think of him as a goat who let people be killed. This is a two-sided light trick, that is, to keep me away, but also to stabilize him, and he really took the bait and fell into the scheme.

He ran to the table and promised, "I'll wait forever!" ”

I was cynical, raised my middle finger to the Miantang on the second floor, and swiped my finger under my neck, a gesture that was far more warning than a joke at him, raising my unruly chin, proudly raising my head out of his control, trying to put on a stand, and I found that he was choked on a few sips of wine, causing him to tilt his head back and laugh.