"Eh, little wildcat, you're drinking and talking cold, and you still have tears in your eyes, what's the matter? Love but can't? Abandoned? Still..."The little Taoist priest stood up, hugged his shoulders, and still looked cinnabar up and down and said. I

"Get out! What's wrong with the old lady, the old lady didn't cry, I don't need love for a long time, and, don't you think it's rude to call people wild cats casually! Didn't your master teach you to speak well? After speaking, Cinnabar picked up the daughter red in his arms and threw it at the little Taoist.

"Eh, I... I'm just kidding, don't be angry! The little Taoist's body subconsciously swished, and he wanted to avoid the flying jar, and suddenly thought that he couldn't pity this jar of good wine, and hurriedly reached out to catch the flying jar, and the action was very fast, and he didn't even move his feet a step.

"Hey, when it comes to my master, he's a big bastard, a rascal! Right! Rogue! It's not serious, and I almost ruined such a pillar of talent, but fortunately, I got out of the mud and was not stained, and I wasn't taught bad by this old bastard! ”

As soon as he talked about his own bastard master, the little Taoist priest's face instantly became hideous, clenching his fists and even gritting his teeth,

"Old bastard my day xx... I..."

Listening to the little Taoist's muttering scolding, Cinnabar was a little angry, as if she had been left out, she stretched out her leg and kicked the little Taoist, thinking that this kick could kick the little Taoist, but the leg kicked the little Taoist like a pillar, and the tears of cinnabar pain were coming out.

"Are you made of wood?" Cinnabar said with a sad face while rubbing her legs.

The little Taoist priest turned around and looked at Cinnabar's pitiful appearance, and a look even sadder than her instantly appeared on his face, he lowered his voice and said slowly in an extremely sad tone

"Don't lie to the girl, my leg is indeed made of wood... Ay... It's a long story, it was a snowy winter, I was just ten years old at that time, and while hunting with my master, I met a lost girl, she was stranded on a cliff, and I tried to save her... Only... My legs..."

Saying that, he beat his legs fiercely, crying while beating...

Cinnabar eyes were filled with tears, she was saddened by the misfortune of this little Taoist, and heard that it was to save people, she was even more moved, and she forgot her pain with tears in her eyes, stood up and hugged the little Taoist priest gently, and comforted softly, "It's all over, good, it's okay." ”

Cinnabar hugged the little Taoist, and the little Taoist also sobbed and hugged Cinnabar, and his body twitched rhythmically.

Cinnabar felt even more pitiful for the little Taoist, and pressed the little Taoist's head on his shoulder.

But after a while, Cinnabar suddenly felt that something was wrong, why did this little Taoist priest cry so ugly, giggling...

She raised her head suspiciously, turned her face to look at the little Taoist priest lying on her face, but found that there were no tears in the little Taoist's eyes, and they were even full of laughter.

Cinnabar patted the little Taoist's leg with his hand again, it was definitely not wood, although he could feel the strong thigh through the clothes.

Cinnabar was really angry, this flamboyant little Taoist actually dared to lie to himself. "Auntie's shoulder, is it comfortable?" Cinnabar looked at the little Taoist priest with a smile and asked.

The little Taoist priest hurriedly suppressed his laughter, pretending to be innocent, and his eyes were wide open.