244. Shackles

The sound of crisp high-heeled footsteps passed through the wooden floor of the corridor, and the elongated shadow kept pushing open one door after another, searching for the people she loved and hated - Jiang Li found that the video surveillance of the "nostalgic little house" was all dumb, and when the secret service reported to her about Li Zi's tryst with Madrigal, she immediately postponed all work, dismissed all reporters, pushed off important activities, and rushed back to the villa alone, trying to stop everything that was about to happen.

"I have too little time to discipline Lai Zi. When she hurried to the villa with trepidation, Jiang Li regretted it in a panic, "If I spend a little more time with her, maybe she will listen to me...... But no matter what, I'm going to stop that from happening!"

Jiang Li's utilitarian heart is heavier than the madrigal, and she knows that Li Zi hates meaningless wars, but still tears up the ceasefire agreement with the galaxy. But this time, Jiang Li put down her job for the first time and left time for her daughter......

So, when she panted and pushed open the bedroom door of Li Zi, the sense of responsibility and shame was already at an all-time high, making her scream nervously: "No!"

However, Jiang Li was stunned immediately. She saw Li Zi huddled alone in the quilt, her long hair scattered, and looked at her in confusion: "Mom, aren't you going to have a discussion with the Environmental Protection Association today? Why did you go home?"

Jiang Li almost blurted out, "It's not because you, a little prodigal hoof, slept with Madrigal", but Madrigal was not there, which made Jiang Li breathe a sigh of relief, so she lifted the bikini bra in her hand: "You forgot this in the pool." ”

Li Zi hid in the quilt and thanked her: "Ah, I'm sorry, thank you." ”

Jiang Li felt that something was wrong. When did Li Zi speak to herself in such a well-behaved tone? Didn't she silently hate me for ignoring her.

Jiang Li scanned the room. The bedroom was as messy as ever, but there was an air of art in the mess, probably because the underwear that was littered everywhere was put away β€” something was wrong, something was wrong. Why did Li Zi hold the quilt so tightly, and the weather was not so cold......

Jiang Li was still thinking nonsense, and suddenly, like lightning struck the top of his head, a terrifying inspiration jumped up. Jiang Li almost screamed frantically: "Are you not wearing clothes under the quilt!"

Li Zi suddenly blushed, bit her lip and endured it for a while, and suddenly declared war with a broken can: "Don't worry about it." ”

Jiang Li rushed over, climbed on the bed and tore Li Zi's futon, gasping and shouting slightly: "Where is Madrigal hidden by you? I hate that person, you don't want me to find him! If I find him in your room, I will, I will ......"

Li Zi desperately held down the futon, screaming and shrinking towards the head of the bed, her snow-white shoulders peeking out from behind the slippery futon. Suddenly, the shutter door of the bathroom was pushed open, and a muscular young man walked out steaming while tying a white bath towel around his waist, looked up at Jiang Li, and asked casually, "What are you going to do?"

As soon as Jiang Li looked up, she saw Mu Ge staring at her, that calm and ruthless face, like a decent tyrant, because he was arrogant and fearless, so he was calm and determined. Jiang Li felt that her memories had been struck by lightning, and some long-term memories that she missed began to rise upside down, making her dizzy, and her originally powerful aura was gone. She knelt on Li Zi's bed, panting and looking up at Madrigal, until she realized that time had passed, she came back to her senses, regained her spirits, and asked Madrigal, "Sure enough, I caught you!

Li Zi blushed and bowed her head angrily, she obviously felt that Jiang Li had broken up the family and was not qualified to blame her. To Li Zi's surprise, Pastoral Ge seemed extraordinarily calm, even a little bohemian and domineering, he turned a blind eye to the first vice president, walked slowly to Li Zi's bed, sat next to her, stretched his arms around Li Zi's shoulders with long hair, and raised his head to provoke Jiang Li: "Please allow me to correct your wording, this is not called 'grabbing', but 'abrupt', you should knock on the door first." ”

Li Zi's heart is like frying, while not knowing what to do, while looking at the pastoral with admiration; when he first saw Jiang Li, the pastoral performance was both pride and inferiority, completely controlled by others; and today, the pastoral will neither retreat in the face of pressure, nor will he be dominated by superfluous emotions, he is more like a chess player who sees through the situation, and he is confident and calm. Li Zi doesn't know, where does Pastoral's self-confidence come from, is it really because of the power of love?

Jiang Li was also taken aback, she was so angry that she was not afraid at all - he neither asked "why not" in a panic, nor helplessly asked "then what to do", but looked at him like a negotiator with a bargaining chip, waiting for the impatient prey to fall into the preset trap. This feeling is like that elusive faun.

"Don't talk nonsense with me!I explicitly forbade you to develop intimate relationships, and you dare to sleep with her?! I will punish you severely!" Jiang Li took a deep breath and reprimanded the madrigal. Her red lips trembled and her teeth quirmed, partly because of anger, and partly because there were always complicated waves in her heart that troubled her, because the temperament of the pastoral song was too precocious.

Pastoral was threatened by Jiang Li, but instead let out a disdainful sneer. He knew that Jiang Li was a selfish person, from making decisions on national affairs to dealing with relatives and friends, she only took care of her own feelings. She can casually execute pastoral songs, she can use Li Zi as a performance prop, she can go back on the armistice, she can dictate to all beings on the earth, this red face and trouble, and even the invincible faun, forced a generation of famous generals to stop the pace of conquering cities and lands - she can act recklessly, just because she is too beautiful. Such a person, even if he is angry again, will change his mind for the sake of profit, so there is no need to be afraid at all.

What's more, the shepherd soul in the subconscious of the pastoral has been sending unwilling signals, subtly affecting the madrigal.

So Madrigal replied with action. He openly lowered his head and lifted Li Zi's chin, and said softly: "If she wants to see it, let her see it." We continue to do ours. Then he held Li Zi's trembling cherry lips in front of the stunned Jiang Li, under the gaze of the vice president.

Li Zi ran out of ideas, and she liked this firm and domineering pastoral song a little in her heart, and made excuses to forgive herself in a daze: "When people were young, they ignored other people, and when they became adults, they came to take care of the east and west, don't you think it's too late? While thinking, he followed the pastoral song and silently left him at his mercy.

If there was no one beside those two people, Jiang Li was in chaos. She gasped and muttered in disbelief, "Impossible, you're bluffing, you don't dare." ”

She didn't believe it, and the madrigal, who was bent on promotion, dared to sleep with her daughter in front of the vice president.

Muge glanced up at Jiang Li, and there was a lot of contempt and elegance on the tips of his eyebrows: "You are wrong, I dare." After speaking, he bowed his head and continued to satisfy Li Zi, who was still unsatisfied.

Jiang Li was hung aside by the pastoral song, staring at his side face, knowing that he should be angry, but his mood was complicated, and he thought with a sad face, if he really came back to life and hugged other women and kissed deeply, what would he be feeling......? It cannot be allowed in every sense of the word......

Her jealousy welled up, and she felt a stronger power infused into her heart. Jiang Li suddenly retracted his anger, put on a good posture, elegantly crossed his waist and looked at the pastoral song, the corners of his mouth hooked a smile that poured all beings, and expressed his approval in a confident and gentle tone: "Okay, you guys do it, I'll watch it here." ”

Jiang Li's motivation has changed, his mentality has changed, and his temperament and charm have changed. Pastoral felt a strange pressure, he didn't squeak, he stubbornly pretended to kiss Li Zi, and found himself uncomfortable, as if he was being stared at intently by a unique and special woman, and there was always a feeling of a thorn in his back. This is probably the subconscious influence again.

Li Zi did not feel uncomfortable, Jiang Li's style aroused her competitive nature, and she was eager to fight to the end. But after a few seconds of intermittent and broken kisses, he couldn't hold on, he let go of Li Zi, sat up helplessly, raised his hands and surrendered: "I can't do it anymore, it's dead, it's really rude for you to stare like this, you know?"

As soon as Pastoral said this, Li Zi also felt a strong sense of shame, and at the same time retreated, propped up and tied her hair: "I can't do it, I can't do it." ”

Jiang Li won a great victory, proudly raised his chin, looked at the face of the pastoral, and always felt as if he was speaking to the reborn faun: "I knew you were bluffing. ”

Madrigal helplessly asked, "What can I do to get you out of my sight?"

The eviction order angered Jiang Li. But she knows that only a patient woman can be attractive, and only a woman full of charm can make a man a captive of death, so she becomes both tolerant and elegant: "You promise never to sleep with Li Zi again, and I will naturally leave." ”

Annoyed and confused, Li Zi covered her chest with a quilt and shouted: "Why! Why! Do I have to marry someone I hate like you, and then let separation and quarrels fill my life!"

Jiang Li stretched out his hand and pointed at Li Zi domineeringly: "I can't tell you the reason, but you must obey my orders because I love you." Then he proudly hugged his chest and raised his head, with a detached temperament: "Pastoral, with your face, you will never want to be my daughter's husband." ”

Li Zi suddenly realized, his mouth suddenly opened, and then he was angry, and screamed at Jiang Li: "I know! You really dislike him for not being good-looking! Let me tell you, although he is not good-looking, and he does not pay attention to hygiene, sometimes he does not know how to lift, and he ......."

Pastoral pressed down with both hands, calming things down: "Stop, stop." ”

Li Zi pressed Muge's hand and said with her eyes, "I will definitely help you this time", and then continued to shout to Jiang Li menacingly: "Although he doesn't understand amorous feelings, likes to smoke, doesn't like to wash his hair, and his face is full of oily ......"

Madrigal stopped Li Zi in pain: "Friend, stop for a while, can you control yourself...... I'm having a hard time......"

Jiang Li was already speechless in surprise, she stared at Li Zi as if she had been found a treasure, her red lips fluttering, obviously repeating Li Zi's words silently, as a reserve for artillery fire to attack the madrigal.

"But I just like this kind of pastoral song! The more he doesn't understand amorous feelings, the more he pours out his heart and lungs for you, and he wants to open his chest to show you, and although he doesn't know how to lift, you will find that he actually adheres to more precious principles...... He's the kind of person I like!He's the kind of person who is diametrically opposed to you!" Li Zi finished shouting, panting and looking at Jiang Li, "Why don't you allow me to be with him?"

"Why?" Jiang Li couldn't tell Li Zi that she suspected that this man was the genetic prototype of the god of faun, so she simply scolded and enjoyed the pleasure of practicing pastoral songs: "Just because he is not good-looking, he doesn't know how to lift, he likes to smoke, and he doesn't like to wash his hair!"

"No matter how good-looking he is, no matter how much he doesn't know how to lift, no matter how much he likes to smoke, no matter how much he doesn't like to wash his hair, he is better looking than you, he knows how to lift better, and he is ...... than you" Li Zi's lung capacity was not enough, pressed his chest, lowered his head and inhaled sharply.

"Stop!" growled Madrigal.

Both beauties fell silent and turned their heads to look at the madrigal. Li Zi is obedient, and Jiang Li wants to hear what the pastoral has to say.

"Baby, thank you for the compliment, the kindness is understood, but my psychological defense line is not strong enough, if you continue to compliment, I will have a stroke......" Madrigal thanked Li Zi very much, and then rejected her kindness.

Jiang Li covered her lips, obviously enjoying it.

"Jiang Li," Madrigal said, turning to Jiang Li. Jiang Li's ears were pricked up, his eyes widened, and it was obviously the first time he had heard someone who dared not to use honorifics, but Pastoral had obviously lost his awe of Jiang Li, and he continued to use this light title: "Jiang Li, I know why you are excited, even if you don't say it, I know it." But I must point out that your fears are unfounded, because the shepherd valve is dead. ”

After speaking, Madrigal glanced at the door and motioned for the send-off.

Li Zi turned her head to look at the pastoral song in confusion: "No?"

"I'm done. Pastoral shrugged. He knew that Jiang Li could understand.

Jiang Li was hit by the crit of his heart again, and his skin trembled again. Not only did she understand, but she also received a strong signal from the madrigal, which was the first time that the madrigal had given a positive reply to Jiang Li's thoughts without knowing the prophet. From this cryptic reply, Jiang Li obtained a huge amount of information. She confirmed her suspicions, that Pastoral was indeed not simple, and that he was at least one of the few people who knew about the pasture.

A strange itch similar to drug addiction flowed like an electric current on Jiang Li's whole body, and finally converged on Jiang Li's heart, making her itch and unable to scratch it, and she couldn't wait to ask Muge on the spot: "Are you the god of fauns?"

She would never believe in a negative answer because she was so madly hungry for an affirmative answer that she only believed the "yes" answer. She had too many questions to pour out on the Faun like a raging storm, but none of this could be laid out in front of Li Zi. She had to hide it at all costs.

Jiang Li fled from Li Zi's room, she didn't even know how she got out of that door, so she didn't notice that she was out of shape againβ€”only the dead man could mess her up, only that special face could keep her wandering in the most graceful and embarrassed postures.

She leaned limply against the wall, and when she looked up, she realized that she was in front of her with a gold fitting mirror. She involuntarily pulled her hair back behind her ears to see her youthful face. She lives at the top of the almighty wealth, and though she is as beautiful as ever, her heart is incomplete. Even if he is reborn in Nirvana, he will only make himself feel scared and want to escape......

Jiang Li stumbled out of the door, and was quickly supported by Li Jiangang and sent to the hovercar for a long time. After confirming the safety indicators, the four special agents got into the car through the four doors and escorted the vice president away.

Hovercars soar into the sky. Until the car sped for a few minutes, Jiang Li's heart was still pounding, she pressed her chest, tiredly supported her forehead to recuperate, and told herself, "Forget it, forget everything." ”

What makes her unhappy is that the subtle sourness left in her heart seems to be the taste of nostalgia. Those who escape want to go back, and those who fall into it want to flee again. Life is easy to get lost, because there is a kind of fear that comes from distorted happiness, because of the fear of indulging in it, so because of anxiety and running away, this kind of nostalgia is a thousand shackles, and you can't escape anywhere.