"Alas," she sighed, and finally came to her senses, staring at Song Yang, but her body did not move, and said: "I have done my best, and I have done what I should have done, from the moment I fell off the cliff, I have already repaid the obligations of the organization......"

Song Yang was stunned for a moment, hesitated, and gradually relaxed the fist holding the stone.

Although he couldn't guess whether what the other party said was a lie, but listening to her words, it seemed that he also wanted to break away from the ninja organization, he sighed lightly in his heart, how many of the girls who embarked on the road of ninja were voluntary? Aren't they all forced to be helpless, but the only difference is that this woman still has a trace of kindness, tired of killing, looking at her demeanor after falling off the cliff, unlike fake, the stone in her hand gently slid out.

The female ninja just lay on her side calmly, gradually flipped over, and became lying flat, quietly looking at the bright moon in the sky, her face was quiet and religious, the moonlight sprinkled on her face, white as jade, the outline of her facial features, there was a posture of falling into the city, and her cheeks, which were originally frosty, were a little relieved at this time.

"Tonight's moon, not bad!" Song Yang didn't know what to say.

"Song Yang, Song Yang...... Where are you? "There was an anxious voice from the other side of the valley.

The female ninja struggled to her feet, "I'm gone."

Song Yang said with pity: "Be a good man...... Remember to stay away from the organization, all organizations, whether white or black, are pits...... Hopefully there will be a period later. ”

Her body shuddered. But there was no squeak, and he kept going.

But when he walked out more than ten meters, he glanced back at Song Yang on the ground, "My name is Alan." ”

Yes?

What kind of rhythm is this, Song Yang was stunned.

"She is also a woman, and she almost had a fit with herself, she is also half a woman of her own, or a Japanese woman, no matter what, we all belong to the anti-Japanese once!" Thinking of this, Song Yang suddenly felt that he seemed to be in a much more proud mood all of a sudden.

Song Yang looked at her back and slowly disappeared into the valley.

"Song Yang, Song Yang......" The voice is getting closer and closer.

Thinking of Mu Yuhan, his mood relaxed.

Song Yang staggered to his feet, "I, I'm here ......"

A slender figure appeared at the entrance to the valley, ecstatic......

Three days later, it was still Luoshui Station, and Song Yang, who had recovered from his injuries, walked with Mu Yuhan and entered the platform of the small station.

They didn't notice that the female ninja named Alan was standing behind the pillar, watching Song Yang's tall figure, shrinking little by little, and finally disappearing on the platform.

This time the conditions are very good, and when I return to the senior soft sleeper in Jinling, there are only two sleepers and a sofa.

Song Yang knocked his head, "You say I'm stupid or not, how could I lose the iron plate in the waterfall?" Oh, pity my treasure! ”

She smiled, "Why do you have to pretend to be a money fan?" Or I said it myself, if I lost it, I lost it, and I didn't look for it...... Don't change the subject and say, why is that female ninja missing, am I still wronging you......"

"If you want to say wrong, it's me who is wronged, I'm not thinking about you, I can't go back and explain to my family." Song Yang smiled bitterly, "Do you really want to go back?" ”

"Grandpa's time is short, although the iron card is lost, but he has already come, the Big Dipper Sword is there, whether there is treasure or not, it is better to let them sleep, grandpa's wish is also counted...... I'll fly home tomorrow. ”

"So, are you coming back?"

She looked out of the car, and the blurry trees flashed one by one, and shook her head gently.

Cheerful music suddenly came to mind on the radio, "Attention Jinling passengers, Jinling Railway Station has arrived......" The female announcer began to broadcast an exciting arrival announcement.

"Goodbye." She stood up.

"Maybe there's a time to say goodbye!"

"Maybe!"

The back of her departure was a little gloomy in the shadow of the street lamp on the platform.

Song Yang sighed and turned to leave, this experience should be regarded as a chance encounter.

Back home, "Xiao Zi should be in a hurry," Song Yang thought to himself and briskly pushed open the door.

In the house, many lights are on, and the sound of running water comes from the shower room in Xiaozi's bedroom, well, this girl is taking a bath, fortunately, I didn't delay the dinner with Mr. Zhu and his wife next week.

Song Yang poured a glass of water first, sat on the sofa, and there was a note on the living room table: "Brother, I'll go out for a while!" ”

Song Yang's mind was stunned, what do you mean? Just now I texted on the road and said that I was waiting at home.

Then he patted his head, it's over, he went out for a week and didn't bring a gift back, Xiaozi must blame himself.

Song Yang pushed open the door, and the vague figure of a tall woman was set off in the shower room shrouded in moisture.

Hey, who is it, it's not Xiao Zi, she doesn't have this height, is it Xue'er?

The person inside may have heard the movement outside, and suddenly pushed open the glass door from the inside, "Little Purple ......"

The sudden appearance of a white flower field made Song Yang stunned, and she was also stunned, and her crisp voice stopped abruptly.

Immediately, she screamed.

Sister Qin, why are you!. Song Yang was also a little stunned.

"You," Qin Mengyao immediately came to her senses, and ducked in with a "bang", and closed the glass door hard.

"Tap it, and the glass will shatter." Song Yang said with a smile.

However, this "bang" seemed to hit Song Yang's heart, making Song Yang feel that his heartbeat was a little uncontrollably accelerated. In the past, Qin Mengyao was still a little thin and a little haggard, but now she looks extremely beautiful. Especially for the figure, the convex protrusion is obvious, and the concave concave is shaped. It seems that she is in a good mood and actually ran to her house.

Song Yang stood motionless, admiring the blurred figure swaying inside.

"Ah, you're not out yet!" Qin Mengyao seemed to sense him inside, and screamed shyly.

"Well, I don't see anything ......"

"You still say......" she screamed inside.

Song Yang pushed the door and walked out, but it didn't close, and it missed a corner, and the sound insulation of the bedroom and shower room doors can be said to be almost none.

Sitting on the sofa, Song Yang also calmed his breathing. In the train compartment for the past two days and one night, Mu Yuhan's little girl often stimulated her twice. He thinks that even if he rushes up, people may not object, but thinking that the environment is not very suitable, the key is that the Yiren are about to go away and not look back, so his heart is a lot colder.

I didn't think that as soon as I came back tonight, I was stimulated by this. During the week of her absence, Qin Mengyao actually took the initiative to come to the door, and the sun came out from the west?

The relationship between the two suddenly dimmed before, and Song Yang didn't know if he should stop this sister-brother relationship that might not have been fruitless, although he was a little sorry for giving up halfway.

Well, now I don't know why, although I can't see it, there is always a kind of thought like a nightmare entangled with Song Yang, which makes Song Yang feel that his temples are shaking one by one, and his brain is always uncontrollable to appear fragrant scenes, fantasizing about Qin Mengyao's incomparably moving temptation when she takes a shower, even if it is a very hazy imagination, but it brings great stimulation to the body, the blood seems to be boiling, and there seems to be a voice echoing in the brain, hazy and like a spell, as if it wants to convey something, but it feels ethereal.

Song Yang glanced back at the big bed that was half-exposed by the door, and saw that the blue quilt and the big bed were neatly packed, which seemed to be normal, but at the moment it gave people full of temptation, and the clothes that had just been taken off on the quilt were faintly wafting with a fragrance, I don't know if it was an illusion or excessive fantasy, Song Yang even had an urge to go up and smell it.

"Song Yang, why did you come back suddenly, so scared?"

At this time, the door opened, which also broke Song Yang's illusion.

Qin Mengyao changed into a purple silk nightdress, soft and thin, slightly loose but unable to hide the curves of her body, the white jade arms were exposed to the air, and her skin was flawless, even if it was not the kind of dizzying white taste, the calves under the skirt were extremely smooth, and then put on a pair of pink slippers like a little girl, giving people an indescribable charm.

"It's not summer vacation, I miss you, come back quickly......"

"You're a schoolboy!" She smiled.