1438 The Male Slave of the Demon Girl (45)
She chased after her, and was about to step into the snow, but was stopped by a scattered voice.
"Don't come here."
She didn't wear shoes, and the place she walked was still snow-white, with her footprints clearly imprinted. Some of them have been covered again after a long time, accompanied by the fine snow that keeps falling on the horizon.
This early morning, the mirror drove away all the subordinates, and she was the only one standing quietly under the eaves, looking at the red-clothed and uninhibited woman, who had always been proud and uninhibited, like an ordinary girl, for a snow, and had a lot of fun.
She walked slowly in the snow, and outside the huge hall, there were all her small footprints, strings of them.
She raised her hand, and her snow-white wrist peeked out from the wide sleeve of her coat, and it was as indistinguishable from the snow around her. The snow that shook off the branches was sent into her mouth, and the cold snow with a hint of sweetness melted instantly and ran down her throat when it first entered her mouth. into the body.
Su Kui squinted, she raised her eyes, looking at the narrow sky, foggy, snow fell into her eyes, she blinked, and her black eyes were stained with a layer of moisture. The lips were raised, "Drinking the wind and tasting the snow, the taste of the world is refreshingโโ"
She sighed rarely, turned around and said lightly: "Jing Xi, go back......" When she saw the man standing under the eaves with Jing Xi, with an oil-paper umbrella painted with ink bamboo in her hand, she swallowed the rest of her words.
Her eyes flashed, she seemed a little uncomfortable, lowered her eyelashes, quickly lowered the hem of her skirt, and pretended to walk back down the corridor calmly.
Her ankle-length black hair was covered with a layer of frost white, as were her shoulders. A smile crossed the eyes of the mirror worship, and the sect leader today can be regarded as completely revealing his heart. She pursed her lips, glanced at the man next to her quietly, and said, "Sect Master, you have been outside for so long, why don't you go and take a hot bath and go to the cold?" โ
Su Kui's embroidered shoes have long been thrown away, they have been re-covered by snowflakes, outside the huge hall, silver and white, where can I still find a trace?
It is precisely because this is her territory that she dares to do this. But now, everything she did was seen by a person she didn't want to see at all, and she couldn't help but glance at the mirror coldly except for chagrin in her heart.
As far as she likes to assert herself the most, she should have reminded her when he entered the temple, and saved her from making a fool of herself in front of him.
Hearing Jingxi's suggestion, she nodded, "It's okay, go and prepare." โ
After answering the question, brushing off the snow on her body and draping her in a big hat, she hurried away to prepare.
Outside the empty hall, only the two of them remained.
The green bamboo was rustled by the wind, as if between heaven and earth, no one existed, except for them. I have to say that Su Kui had this illusion in a trance, and she thought that she was probably really too deep in it.
Suddenly coming back to her senses, she hooked her lips, and once again resumed her frivolous appearance, her slender jade fingers stroked Yue Fusang's cold side face, and her red lips opened lightly, "Fusang wants to bathe with me, huh?" โ
She was ready to be rejected by him and was ready to be forced.
Suddenly, there was a light word "good", which caught her off guard. Stunned, she raised her eyebrows, as if smiling, "Fusang doesn't seem to have only disgust with me, is it, is it that he fell in love with me?" โ
After all, even she herself was amused.
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