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Car parking. Sozaki moved from the front of the car and turned around. Standing by the carriage. I looked inside for some reason. With the flipping of the curtain. A slender jade hand reached out. The man's handsome face was flushed with wine. The face is like a halo pearl. The red mole in the middle is light and bewitching. His dark eyes looked in the direction from which the shout came. He lightly spit out the words: "Zongqi. Go see what's going on there."

Munozaki obeys his orders and wants to go. Rainfall. But the shouts grew louder and louder.

Meanwhile. On the way on a rainy night. A young girl came running. Running and crying, "Help. Help me......" The girl was followed by five or six men. Pursued. Catch up all the way.

"Bang". The girl stumbles on a rock. The slender body fell to the ground at the sound. But she didn't stop. Get up. Keep running. Blood was bubbling from his knees. Apparently it was caused by a fall from the right time. She's still running though. But the pace is much slower than before.

The girl was about thirteen or fourteen years old. Wearing a pink skirt. The hairpin on the head is shaking. Clothes are thin and revealing. At first glance, you know that she is not the daughter of a serious family.

The man behind quickly caught up. One of the men pounced on the girl and overwhelmed her. A lewd laugh came out of his mouth: "Little beauty. You won't be able to run now."

Teenage girl pressed under a man. Shaking his head desperately. Stubborn eyes. And a little frightened: "Go away. Don't touch me."

Men are impatient. A slap was slapped: "Isn't it just a prostitute. It's not the same to play for someone else and play for a few of our brothers. Don't don't. Pretend to be fucking high."

There was a man next to him: "Boss Zhu. Don't grind. Someone looks like they're coming over there. Hurry up and bring her back. Give my brother a few tastes." The lewd laughter was full of impatience.

The man nodded. Quickly tie the girl's hands and feet. Carry it. I haven't finished a single step. It fell down with a bang.

"Boss Zhu, what's wrong with you" The frightened shout had just sounded. Suddenly there were a few loud splashes. Two or three men fell to the ground.

After the gold bead collides with the human body. Splash to the ground. Make a crisp sound. It's a heavenly and pleasant ear. On a rainy night. But it's like a dead bell.

"What people."

The three remaining men shouted.

In the drizzle. A man slowly walked out of the carriage. The moonlight is dim. Ruyu's face is covered by the night. I could only smell the gold beads on my sleeves colliding coldly.

The man's voice is like a lonely moon. Dustless and indifferent. Said: "Zongqi. Go."

The guard screamed. And he stretched out his sword to the three men. Swords. Rain Fight. An instant. All three are down.

Meng Hui turned around. I want to go. but the hem of his garment was ripped off. Submit. It's the helpless little face of a young girl.

Meng Hui squatted down. I want to open my lips. I can only help you so much. However, when the gaze touches the sleeve of the girl's shirt. He pursed his lips suddenly. There was no opening.

Pink sleeves.

The drizzle wetted his good-looking brows. The lonely plum on the clothes seems to be swaying. Trance remembers the first encounter. Teenage girl in pink dress. The small body hangs down from the pillar. Didn't pay attention. She's drawn her sword. hit him by the neck. Athletic like a tanuki.

Then he said viciously: "Don't move. Or I'll kill him."

Pink sleeves fluttering in the wind. The man's eyebrows are slightly bent. The face is like a beautiful jade.

Inside the carriage. The man said lazily: "Where are you going?"

The girl wiped away her tears. He whispered, "The first floor in the world."

The girl's face was stained with rain and cement shavings. Some dirty. The face is swollen and high. The misty eyes were slightly closed.

Meng looked back at her. Drunk and hazy. It's as if the girl in front of you is the one in memory. I was beaten by Xin'er. There in a daze. The fair face is a large area of redness and swelling. When looking at him. The eyes are like water. Black and white. Clear and clear.

A shake of the hand. Involuntarily stretched out. The sleeve wiped the dirt from the girl's face. The clean and slender fingertips gently touched the redness and swelling of her face. Speak softly: "It hurts."

The girl raised her sleeping phoenix eyes slightly. Petal-like lips slightly open. Talk. The man withdrew his hand. Squinting eyes. Lazily leaning on the couch. He whispered, "Ah Li is right. I'm so drunk."

The rain is getting louder. Muffled the subtle murmur.

"Thank you......" for a long time. Flower lips slightly open. Very low voice. Babble in general.

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The sound of rain hitting the window paper. Blow away the cold of the stars. The boat faded to the green fairy skirt. The white lotus flower stretches quietly. She sat on the bed with her head down. The heart is like a leaf outside the window. Knocked by the rain. Some fine itching.

Hesitated for a long time. I'm about to blow out the lamp and go to bed. There was a knock at the door.

"Xiao Song. Did you sleep?"

Lian Zhou was stunned. He replied, "No." She quickly got dressed. He said to the door, "Wait a minute. I'll open the door for you."

Lianzhou got her hair straight. Green Shadow Moves. When I walked to the door, I suddenly hesitated. After taking a deep breath. The fair-skinned little hand touched the Zhu Gate. Bring in the wind and rain outside.

The door opens. Dark night. Zhong Li Yu was wrapped in a robe. Long body jade. In the midst of the storm. He stood still at the door. The expression is unknown.

Lianzhou's room is next to Zhong Liyu's room. It's very close. This is what Zhong Liyu asked Tang Yingyu to arrange for her. Originally, Zhong Liyu said that she was the palace maid of Xuanyin. It is supposed to live in the same room with the accompanying Xuanyin maid. But Zhong Liyu didn't care about it, and he wanted to live next to him. Respect for the guest. Etiquette is the best. Tang Yingxuan didn't bother him.

Lian Zhou didn't know what expression to face him. After being stunned for a long time, he only said, "Come on in."

Candle flame flickering. Zhong Liyu stood in the room. Looking at the girl's delicate little face. Purse your lips. There was a hint of darkness in his eyes. Falling like stars.

Lian Zhou looked at Zhong Liyu quietly. Thinking about his psychology at this time. After a quick consideration, she still chose to blink. With some flattering nature. Xiao Yingying said: "What's wrong."

There's no way back for her. Tang Yingshu is determined to kill her. Meng Hui won't let her go. If she wants to live. The only lifesaver was Zhong Liyu. Only Zhong Liyu can compete with them.

Zhong Liyu won't let her die. She could see that he had a deep affection for Song Lianzhou, a childhood sweetheart. So. His support and protection are the bargaining chips for her survival. She had to hold on to it.

Zhong Liyu looked at the girl's smiling little face. The undercurrent in the eyes rolls. Suddenly. He stretched his sleeves forward. Pinched the girl's pointed chin.

And not forcefully. Very light. The strength is very soft.

Lian Zhou frowned slightly. I don't know what Zhong Liyu's intention is. Dark eyes stared at him without blinking.

She beaded the flower and unraveled. Green silk scattered on the shoulders. Water lotus looms. It seems to be fragrant.

Zhong Liyu lifted her chin with his hand. Thumbs up. A slight stroke at the corner of her mouth. Sweep away the slightest trace of blood.

The cold touch spreads throughout the body. Lian Zhou had a premonition of something. I'm about to speak. Zhong Liyu opened his lips expressionlessly: "Xiao Song. This is his masterpiece. Isn't that right?" Fingertips brushed over her slightly red and swollen lips. and the skin at the corners of her mouth that was clearly bitten.