When Aya Luo went downstairs, she stopped in three steps, and she was naturally not in a hurry, and she just asked her sisters to have a cup of tea.

The clothes are also light blue with a touch of tender yellow, not glamorous or demonic, but lined with a naturally bright face that is particularly eye-catching. However, this kind of attention is for Mingyi.

For the other guests who are looking for pleasure in the courtyard, the eyes are full of flowers, and they can't see enough young and delicate faces, but more of the swagger of plump breasts and fat buttocks, and Aya Luo is just an inconspicuous bush of spring in the background.

In Mingyi's view, this vivid spring flower climbing to the clear blue sky is the most comfortable scenery.

Shi Ruoshan had his back to the stairs, and he couldn't see Ayara's grace as he went downstairs. Seeing that Mingyi's expression had changed, he was staring at something, so he turned around to look.

Ming Yi didn't know what Shi Ruoshan's expression was at the moment, and she had never been expressionless, because she saw a trace of fleeting panic on Ayara's face, and Ayara should have met Shi Ruoshan's eyes.

Mingyi couldn't help but smile on his lips, these two people have a play.

Between men and women, it is often a long entanglement that is decided at a glance.

When Yara sat down, Shi Ruoshan seemed to have not returned, and he was silent.

Ming Yi had to open an embarrassing situation for the two of them: "Brother Shi, this is the Aya Luo I told you. This is my new brother, Shi Ruoshan. ”

Shi Ruoshan is not a hairy guy after all, and immediately returned to normal: "Aya Luo is as Ming Yi said, bright and extraordinary, which makes Shi ashamed of himself. ”

Aya Luo bowed his head slightly: "Ming Yi praised it, Lang Jun is elegant, and it is Ayaluo's luck to meet today." ”

Ming Yi saw that the two originally chic and casual people were a little restrained, and knew that they had a good impression of each other, and it was time for him to retire: "Before the night falls, I need to rush back to the gleaning workshop." Ayaluo, you will entertain Brother Shi for me, he will leave Chang'an in two days. ”

Aya Luo was stunned, ignoring Ming Yi, but asked Shi Ruoshan, "In such a hurry?" ”

Shi Ruoshan hurriedly replied: "I need to go back to Yangzhou in a hurry, I have something to cook, and I am ready to ......go to Chang'an to live in Chang'an in half a year."

The two of them suddenly fell silent again and bowed their heads.

Ming Yi saw that no one paid attention to his farewell, and said with a smile: "Haha, it seems that I am really redundant here, let's go." ”

Shi Ruoshan felt that something was wrong, got up and said, "I'll send Sister Mingyi back, it's safer." Ayara will understand, and I will quickly turn back. ”

Mingyi pressed him back into the seat: "You guys drink with peace of mind, it's a short distance to Shijingfang, and there are shops along the road, I have been back and forth many times, and it won't be unsafe." ”

Ayara was about to open his mouth to persuade him, but Ming Yi had already walked quickly to the door of Xinglu Courtyard, waved his hand to the two, and turned around and disappeared.

Pingkangfang is the beginning of the lanterns, the fragrance of wine and beauty, warm and mellow, full of fireworks and popularity, alive and noisy.

After passing through Pingkangfang, it gradually cooled down, there was no horse's hooves to tread, there was no jade arm to move, and the lanterns woven with various colors of yarn were also rare, and the moonlight became clearer.

Mingyi stopped, looked up at the moon, and suddenly got goosebumps on his body.

It's a little cold, a kind of cold that doesn't belong, drills up from the soles of the feet, to the bones, as if to force the water of the body into the head and face, squeezing out of the eye sockets.

closed her eyes, held back the tears that were about to snatch her eyes, and scolded herself for being hypocritical, compared to the woman who was sent to Pingkangfang, compared to the woman who fled to sell her sons and daughters, and compared to the soldiers who were still afraid of the enemy on the battlefield, she lived a happy life of drunken dreams and death, and complained about being lonely.

What love, what temptation, is just Xiao Xiang after life is full.

There is still some way to go from Dongshi, and the sky is completely dark, and the pedestrians seem to have disappeared in an instant, and there is no sound on the road.

No, there are messy and light steps, like someone who is tiptoeing and staggering behind him. Her goosebumps rose again, but not because of her own thoughts, but because she really felt the danger.

Damn, she shouldn't have been so kind and refused Shi Ruoshan's kindness to her. If you walk a lot at night, you will encounter ghosts sooner or later.

She quickly glanced at the situation on the side of the road, on both sides were the shops that were already closed, it seemed that no one lived, and more than ten steps ahead were the houses, all with closed doors and windows, and there were no lights. I don't know if it would be useful if I knocked on the door and asked for help. Fight anyway, and if he gets any closer, knock on the door, pretend that relatives are visiting, and if someone responds, you can scare him off.

If not, you have to find some self-defense utensils, there is a broken jar in front of the door of the house, and there are stones pressed on it, she snatches it and smashes people, maybe she can have a few chances of winning.

After thinking about it, she couldn't be afraid. After walking through this section, when you arrive at the East Market, there should still be shops open, and it will be safe.

It's a pity that everything that is expected is meaningless in the absolute disparity of power.

As soon as her thought flashed, the person behind her moved, a sweaty and thick palm covered her mouth and nose to prevent her from calling for help, and the other hand wrapped around her chest and strangled it tightly, so that she could barely breathe and faint. Dragged her back, she struggled desperately, the other party's clamp did not move at all, she couldn't call out at all, and a desperate mood completely crushed her.

There is only one thought, to live, no matter what you do to her, you must keep her life, she doesn't want to die, she doesn't want to die no matter what.

She couldn't see who the man was, and she didn't know where to take her, her feet dragged on the ground, her thin cloth boots were worn out, and her heels seemed to hurt, but the pain was nothing compared to the pain of her upper body being about to be strangled.

She only smelled the strong smell of alcohol, and the greasy stench from the pores of the man who hadn't bathed for a long time, and the despair deepened. She thought of a thousand ways to die, and when she felt that she was hurt so badly and didn't want to live, she never thought that she would be ruined by a sloppy man, and then die in an alley full of flies and bugs.

If she dies, it is better to die with dignity, and before she dies, she may be able to attack the most vulnerable place of that person, and die together!

Tears flowed disobediently, and there was a blur in front of my eyes. The tinnitus was getting worse and worse, like so many women screaming, and she even began to wish that she really fainted and didn't have to face the things below.

A dull "poof", the sound of a huge body hitting the ground, a miserable scream, overpowered her tinnitus, a man's pig-like scream.

Her body lost its restraint and fell down with inertia, almost approaching the ground, when she was surrounded by a pair of hands and lifted up. She wanted to turn back, but her eyes were covered by a hand, very soft, very warm, with the fragrance of herbs and herbs.

She knew that the owner of the hand did not want her to see it, so she stopped being stubborn. Feeling it from behind, his head leaned back slightly, leaning on a solid piece that should be his chest, and in this way, he may be one meter nine tall.

It was the figure she saw half-asleep and half-awake, and her heart beat rapidly.