Chapter 22: Let's Die Alone (5)

It's just that he didn't succeed in running away, and was grabbed by Yu Qian as soon as he landed.

He pressed Jiang Wuche to the tree, and his face was very close: "What do you want to do?" Well? ”

The end of Yu Qian's last word rose slightly, the corners of her mouth seemed to be mixed with a faint smile, and under her long eyelashes, a pair of black eyes looked at Jiang Wuche faintly.

His pupils are rare pure black. The corners of his eyes are raised, and he is a little sultry at any time. The eyes are not particularly large, but when you look at a person, you can just fit the whole person into it.

Drowning three thousand, take only one scoop to drink.

For some reason, such a sentence suddenly appeared in Jiang Wuche's heart.

Except for being teased by Yu Qian at the beginning, he immediately came back to his senses, sneered, and beckoned to his delicate and beautiful face with a fist.

The strands of hair hanging from his ears flew up as he moved, revealing slightly reddened earlobes.

As soon as Yu Qian turned her head, she avoided it. Dodged Jiang Wuche's disfigurement fist.

But at this time, he also relaxed a lot of restraint on Jiang Wuche.

Jiang Wuche didn't learn any fighting skills systematically, and the fighting skills he knew were basically beaten out little by little during street fights.

He quickly broke free and kicked over with a whip leg: "You are a man wearing women's clothes, and you are not perverted!" ”

Yu Qian retreated and dodged, and when Jiang Wuche had not retracted his leg and stood firmly, his toes touched the knee joint of the leg that supported his balance, and Jiang Wuche immediately fell to the ground unsteadily.

Yu Qian, who had already succeeded, leaned down, pressed him under him, and hooked his chin with her fingers: "Little brother, if you like it, it's fine." ”

Like you big ghost!

Jiang Wuche turned his face away, refused to look at him directly, and said something in his mouth: "When you go deep and paramita, you see that the five aggregates are empty......

"What are you reading?" Yu Qian asked.

"Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra," Jiang Wuche said.

Originally, there was a height difference between the two, and Fu Ziqi, who had been in the two-dimensional circle for so many years, could not be sure of the attack, but now he was able to know very clearly that Jiang Wuche must be the one below.

No rebuttals will be accepted!

Yu Qian suddenly leaned into Jiang Wuche's ear: "It's not good to be so young and Buddhist." ”

Originally, the posture of the two of them was already very ambiguous. When Yu Qian spoke in Jiang Wuche's ear, the burning breath from his mouth lingered in his ears, tickling.

"There's someone behind you." Jiang Wuche said.

Such a school-level flying saucer tactic didn't play much for Yu Qian, but just in case, he still turned his head to look at it.

Jiang Wuche pushed his knees up and turned over to break free.

Yu Qian didn't get him anymore: "Little brother Jiang Wuche! It's not good to deceive people, where is there anyone! It's obviously a zombie, okay! ”

Fu Ziqi also served these two people.

The psychological shadow brought to him by the explosion of the previous person on the spot has not been erased, and now there is another one.

As soon as he recalled the indescribable explosion picture, Fu Ziqi couldn't help but shiver on the spot, and silently leaned in the direction of Jiang Wuche and Yu Qian.

"Why are you looking at me with this expression!" The man's rugged and heroic voice sounded, "I didn't wash my face this morning, did I have dirt on my face?" ”

This person is the second person Jiang Wuche met in this world besides Yu Qian, Shao Ke.