readx; Just as he wanted to stop it, the green leaf butterfly had already squeezed out the water of the cotton fruit and poured it on his feet, and the other hand had already grasped the toes and rubbed them gently. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Huang Qi's heart trembled slightly, her eyes were rippling, looking at her delicate and smooth fingers, gentle ups and downs, opening and stretching, as if playing her beloved tune, full of affectionate and wonderful rhythm, her expression is so focused and serious, full of calm and tranquility, tireless scrubbing again and again, even Xiuqiao's nose does not wrinkle.

This time the body scrubbing, she drew water back and forth more than 100 times, even Huang Qi didn't remember whether it was one hundred or two or one hundred and thirteen, even Cuiye Die's vigorous physique, was also a little unbearable, sitting next to him snorting and panting, her forehead was sweaty, she took a break, washed the cotton fruit again, filled it with water, returned to Huang Qi's side, and knelt down quietly.

Huang Qi was taken aback by her movements.

This ..... this......

My body, limbs, head and neck, fingers and toes, it can be said that I have all brushed them, and the only part left is only, only...... His closest little brother.

Huang Qi's mouth has been opened, his heart has been raised, and he is ready to call the little fox.

It's enough to be once by a stupid wood for no reason.,Come again?Although this time it's a beautiful woman.,But for no reason.,Usually unfamiliar.,Phew!Familiar with this place, you can't mess around.,Come again...... Not good.

Servant Street ...... My heart is beating ...... I seem to be looking forward to it.

Fortunately, he was nervous, and Cuiye Butterfly was even more afraid, who told his little brother to be arrogantly standing up, I really don't know if the green liquor has transformed the body too much, or has it been specially focused on transforming this place, and in the morning of the night, it must have raised its gun early, and it is not a tribute for a while, but a hard and stubborn for a long time.

Cuiye Butterfly turned her face sideways, her eyes were closed shyly, her long black eyelashes kept shaking, her lips kept trembling, her hands trembled so much that she couldn't lift it, and the water-soaked cotton fruit was tightly grasped by her, and the water in it was squeezed out by her nervously again and again, and a drop was sprinkled on the ground.

Finally, she stopped, she had to stop, and the water of the cotton fruit dried up.

She frowned helplessly and looked at it, but she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Similarly, Huang Qi also breathed a sigh of relief.

His sister's is finally out of trouble!

Cuiye Butterfly lowered her head and thought, and she didn't know what to think, her blushing face, beautiful and beautiful, delicate/panting, for a while, her mood calmed down a little, she got up softly, as if she had exhausted all her strength, as soon as she moved, she stumbled and almost fell softly, and she gasped several times before she could move her steps and slowly walked towards the river.

It took a while for her to come back, and although her body was still delicate and weak, she bit her lower lip lightly, with a resolute look on her face, and held the sponge fruit that had been soaked with water in her hand.

Again?!

Huang Qi's heart beat again, and he became more and more curious in his heart, how could this beautiful and delicate girl with a shy and delicate personality take such close care of herself, even if she swore allegiance in blood, it was not to such an extent?

"Ah......h

His heart jumped, and he suddenly remembered the customs of the Sumerians......

Scrub the lower / body for the man, but the newlywed woman will have it for the husband, a bit similar to the modern newlywed hand over a glass of wine, the bride scrubs the lower / body for the groom, both the ritual meaning and the meaning of flirting / flirting, so that the tension between the two sides is all gone, the feelings are more watery/blended, more passionate, and the probability of creating people has greatly increased.

Don't......

How...... How can it be......

Cuiye Butterfly knelt down quietly, tilted her head sideways, her eyelids lowered, and looked at him gently, her eyes rippling like water.

Just when Huang Qi's voice calling the little fox mentioned her throat, she looked away and said softly: "Big Black Bird....... Well, can I call you Big Black Bird?~" After a pause, she replied to herself: "Hmm...... You won't mind, although everyone calls you an adult, but in the heart of the green leaf butterfly, you are still a big black bird~"

The voice has a naturally slightly nasal voice, which sounds like a coquettish feeling.

"Well, it's okay to call anything, just don't move your hands and feet. Huang Qi breathed a sigh of relief.

She chuckled, with a hint of bitterness in her smile, her eyes flickered a few times, and she said softly, "Big Blackbird...... Tell me a story, you listened...... Don't laugh at me~"

Although the voice pretended to be relaxed, the bitterness in it was so thick that it was about to drip water.

"Story, bitter story, I can't move my body now, right?" Huang Qi laughed at himself, thinking, Servant Street, your sister, I want to fuck my little brother for a while, Ben Shao can't move for you to do it, and I want to tell a story for a while, Ben Shao can't move and still don't want to listen to it, huh?!Oh, is it ...... Let's have a yellow joke before I engage in my little brother, and the taste is still bitter?!

your lungs!How do you ...... I'm looking forward to it!

After stopping again, Cuiye Butterfly's face was gradually filled with the taste of reminiscence, her slightly melancholy eyes lit up little by little, her delicate face became more and more colorful, and her expression became innocent and lively, she said leisurely:

"Once upon a time...... There was a girl who was noble, she was cared for by her parents and people since she was a child, and her life was happy and carefree, and she was extremely happy, and at that time, she just knew that she was playing crazy and laughing everywhere, and in her eyes, she felt that the days were golden, and that all things and people were golden, like the color of Lord Apollos, the god of light, like her favorite color......."

The voice paused, slightly difficult: "She was five years old that year, and inadvertently, she overheard her father's words, and she knew that her fate was predestined long before she was born......."

"That moment...... She was so disillusioned that she thought of death......"

She cried all the way, ran and ran, cried and cried, kept running, kept crying, and before she knew it, she ran to a cliff in Silan Mountain, just as she was sad and wanted to jump off...... Not far away, a stone fell from another mountain peak, and the rustling sound alarmed her, and she realized that there were still people on the cliff of that peak, people who thought about death like her. ”

She was curious for a moment, and she forgot that she was dead, and looked at the person without blinking......

"The man was a little boy, ...... age Similar to the girl, black, thin, with more bones than flesh all over his body, only a large leaf on his body to cover his shame, he seemed to be very hungry, he wanted to jump off the cliff while holding his stomach, his feet were afraid, and slowly moved closer to the cliff, and some small stones were pushed down the cliff by his feet. ”

She hummed in her heart at the time, she looked down on him for fear of death, and when she wanted to ignore herself and jump off, she suddenly saw ......"

"She saw that the boy was under the cliff protrusion, a beautiful flower growing obliquely, the clan's favorite dahlias, was as big as a palm, much larger than ordinary dahlias, in the sun, white and flawless, crystal clear, gently stretching the petals, very beautiful, and then, her heart moved, and when she looked at the little boy again, she already knew what he wanted to do......"

He ...... A little kid .......still hungry......"

"He actually wanted to pick the flowers, to pick the dahlias, which were bigger and more beautiful than ordinary......"

"Cliff?!bigger dahlias?!" Huang Qi's heart shook slightly.

Her heart hung in the air, and she did not dare to blink her eyes, nor did she dare to make a sound, for the little boy had moved to the very edge of the cliff, and the slightest fright might have fallen down the deep cliff. ”

The little boy looked more resolute and more careful, he moved his steps smaller and slighter, adjusting his posture little by little, in order to better use his weak strength.......

"Finally ......" Cuiye Butterfly breathed a sigh of relief, her voice was pleasant and brisk, rejoicing at the little boy's escape and the little boy's success.

"He picked the bigger and more beautiful dahlia, his expression was extremely happy, he couldn't wipe the sweat on his head, regardless of the dirt and dirt, he held the mud tightly in his hand, sniffed intoxicated, let go of the hand holding his stomach, and forgot that he was hungry, and he only had the dahlia .......in his eyes, and at this moment, this beautiful dahlia seemed to be all his ......"

Cuiye Butterfly's voice slowed down, as if with a hint of jealousy and envy, she stopped again and continued:

"She was diagonally across from him, she could see him, he should be able to see her, but he couldn't, all he had in his eyes was that beautiful dahlias......"

"A crisp call came......"

"A thin little girl of eight years old, also just a big leaf to cover herself, called his name to find the mountain, he happily ran towards the girl with the dahlia like a treasure, the girl happily took the dahlia, and then the two sat on a big stone and talked happily, the distance was too far...... I couldn't hear what the two were saying, the two suddenly quarreled, the girl cried and wanted to tear the dahlia, the little boy refused, and pulled the girl to beg, the girl was finally reluctant to tear it apart, turned around and hugged the little boy and cried. ”

“...... The girl and the little girl held hands, laughed and walked down the hill together, and the golden sunset fell on them, it was really beautiful......"

"At that time...... Is she just diagonally opposite the cliff? Why can't you see ......?" Huang Qi thought to himself.

At this time, he already knew that in the story told by Cuiye Butterfly, the little boy was the big black bird, that is, he was yellow, and the eight-year-old girl was the dahlias.

Cuiye Butterfly's eyes were hollow, and she continued to murmur in her mouth:

She watched them go away, her heart for death faded unconsciously, she only felt how happy she was compared to the eight-year-old girl and the little boy, at least she never knew what it was like to be hungry, and she would not only have leaves to hide her shame, she had a lot of animal skin clothes......

She watched their backs disappear, staring blankly at the golden sunset, and for a while she went down the mountain. ”

"Hmm...... From then on, she began to pay attention to the little boy, to inquire about his residence, to inquire about his name, to inquire about everything about him, and gradually she knew all about the little boy, and she began to become more active, well, at least in the eyes of her parents and people......"

"She began to divide her food and her animal skin clothes among everyone, and in her little heart, she hoped that the little boy could also get food and clothes from it, but ....... she was disappointed, she found that the little boy was still wearing leaves, and often holding his stomach......"