Chapter 29
Looking at his slender fingers, they are beautiful...... It's just guilty!
Her fingers aren't as pretty as his, it's a nasty thing!
"Why am I going, why aren't you going?" She glared unconvinced at his "kind pointer" finger, jealous of its flawlessness.
Gong Yuyue raised her eyebrows slightly, and reminded her of the cruel past in a lazy voice: "You just said that you want to prove your apology with actions, sleep with you for one night, and it doesn't seem too much to ask for a few wild fruits to pay back." β
A night together?
Roar, if he wants to be so ambiguous, she is just touching him at most, where does she really want him to "sleep with him for one night".
Staring at him with a leisurely demeanor, she strongly felt stunned.
I always feel that I am not like what he says, but I can't tell what is wrong.
Just as he was pondering, he urged impatiently, "Aren't you going yet?" What about your actions? β
Only he knew that he was not impatient, but that she seemed to be alert, and he had to divert her attention in order to prevent her from continuing to dwell on his unfavorable affairs.
"I know, isn't this going, what is urging, I didn't shout that a girl was hungry, and a big man's family was screaming there, ashamed!"
She grimaced at him angrily, and then walked away quickly in the direction he was pointing, lest he take hold of the handle and apologize to her!
Snowy made his way straight into the dense forest, but he didn't realize that he trusted him in the direction he was indicating, though he didn't know if he was familiar with the area, and perhaps didn't know where the wild fruits were.
The trust in him has slowly infiltrated her consciousness invisibly.
Watching her walk towards the forest without any objection, Gong Yuyue's eyes didn't feel a trace of tenderness.
This stupid little woman, just believe him like that, and she is not afraid that he will point her to a point of no return.
It's really stupid, how could he be controlled by such a stupid woman, it's really detrimental to Tianwei!
However, although he disliked her on the lips, in his heart, he felt that a certain pleasure was constantly spreading, spreading to every cell in his body, making his silent smile expand and expand again......
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The other side.
The snow passed through a narrow mountain road, with tall grass on both sides, and the jumble of blades of grass swept past her ears from time to time, tickling her for a while.
In order not to be itchy, she could only keep using her hands to pull it away, and the number of times was too much, she couldn't help but be a little irritable and depressed.
I'm angry for the man who was in the house and waiting to sit back and enjoy it!
"Stinky man, he doesn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade at all, he knows what kind of man he is to bully a weak woman, hum! He must be a, otherwise he wouldn't be moved by how to sleep with a woman all night, and he is such a bully, I bet he must be an attack among, 100% yes! β
Just as she was thinking about it, a voice with curiosity suddenly soundedβ
"What's a? What is the offense in? β
"is gay, it means having a habit of breaking sleeves, attacking is the side of playing a man in homosexuality, and receiving is the one who plays a woman in homosexuality, and the combination of attack and reception is what the ancients said about the habit of breaking sleeves."
Lang Xue naturally explained, completely unreacting from a voice that did not belong to him.
"That stinky man is a nasty offense! In vain, God gave him a good look, alas......" She continued to immerse herself in her own words, and after scolding, she felt a sense of loss again.
"Which stinky man?" The voice asked coldly and curiously.
"Yes, of course...... Hey? Who?! β
She finally realized that the voice was not from herself, but from someone she didn't know.
Nerves tensed immediately, and she looked around nervously, but she didn't see half a figure.
Around, there was no one around, only the cool morning breeze swaying the barren grass, and occasionally a few insect chirps.
Quiet, desolate, the breeze blows through the neck, but the slight coolness makes people feel cold on the soles of their feet.
There was an eerie silence, and Ling Xue only felt that her heart was about to jump to her throat.
She wanted to turn around and run back to the hut to move the rescuers, but the little bit of self-esteem she had left in her heart kept her where she was.
She didn't want to be looked down on by the man who had to scare her again.
Taking a deep breath, she raised her voice and shouted again, "Who?" β
"Whew-" A slightly stronger wind blew over the tall grass towards her, and a few long narrow blades of withered yellow grass swept towards her face, and she narrowed her eyes and instinctively raised her hand to resist......
At this moment when she couldn't see clearly, a crisp voice suddenly sounded from behind herβ
"Hey!"
"Ahh Snowfall let out a frightened cry and turned back sharply.
"Huh? It's you! When she saw the face in front of her, she breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's me, Rouge Dance, you still remember me!" Mai Mei winked at her, and her smile was bright, staining her charming and delicate face red.
Lang Xue exhaled and greeted her with a smile: "Of course I remember, just yesterday, I'm not old enough to be so forgetful, haha." β
She winked at Maimei in self-amusement.
"Well, you're too young to remember to apply grease and powder, hehe!" Wu Mei brushed her cheeks with her fingers, hooked the long braid that fell down her chest, and pointed to the face of the snow pointedly.
"Haha, your rouge is good." Lang Xue pinched her orchid fingers, pretended to stroke her face, and threw a wink, infinitely amorous.
Wu Mei smiled and said: "Yes, yes, the goods I sell are all Tong Suo, remember to patronize it more in the future!" β
Then, she looked her up and down a little cautiously and looked her in a sexy and coquettish dress, and reminded her with a little subtlety-
"Although you are dressed very beautifully, but I'm afraid it's not very safe, the pervert is afraid to pounce on you when he sees you, hurry back to the city, if you want to dress like this in the future, you must find a flower messenger to be safe, especially now there is a jackal demon."
When she said the last sentence, a subtle light flashed in her eyes with a mischievous smile.
"Shh......h
Rong Xue pressed her index finger to her lips to signal her not to continue, then approached her and whispered mysteriously, "In fact, I wore this to lure the jackal demon out, and then catch him!" β
"You're going to catch a jackal? You don't know martial arts, do you? Wu Mei's eyes widened in surprise, and she looked up and down again with deep suspicion, her petite and delicate body was afraid that the jackal demon could throw her to the sky with one claw.
Moreover, judging from her vomiting and behavior, she is not a practitioner at all.
Seeing her suspicious look, Lang Xue raised her eyebrows with a smile.
"Of course, the rough work of catching jackals is done by rough people, and beauties like us naturally only need to come out and lure the perverts out."
Wu Mei's expression lit up: "You mean that there are masters who accompany you?" β
Rong Xue wrinkled Xiao Qiong's nose, and said critically: "In terms of martial arts, he is a master, but his character is not high at all, just a stinky man." β
From her tone, it was clear that she had a great deal of dissatisfaction with the master.
Wu Mei thought for a moment, and then, a pair of soft eyes flashed with a clear smile: "Then this master with low character is the one you just said...... Attack? β
Thinking about the conversation just now, she felt amused and novel.
She had never known that there were so many explanations for the Broken Sleeve fetish.
Rong Xue flattened her lips, and her tone was quite vicious: "That's right, it's that 'palace' (attack)!" β
"Wow! You're so good.,You actually found a person with a habit of breaking sleeves to pass.,It is said that men with this kind of hobby don't like to be with women.,Anyway,Usually such people regard their hobby as top secret.,How did you know that he had a habit of breaking sleeves? β
Wumei was full of curiosity, and her tone could not hide her admiration for the snow, in addition to the excitement in her eyes.
Asked enthusiastically about her unusually interested, Lang Xue realized that she had leaked the secret she had promised not to tell.
She looked around a little nervously, afraid that the "attack" hero who could kill someone by pinching his fingers suddenly appeared.
It wasn't until she was sure that nothing was going on that she secretly loosened her tight heartstrings.
Then, she groaned slightly, "Ahem, what's this...... It can only be said that after a long time, they will see people's hearts, and after getting along for a long time, no matter what top secrets they have, they will show their fox tails. β
Without a detailed process, Wu Mei couldn't help but feel a little disappointed: "That's what I said." β
Lang Xue nodded, and then quickly changed the topic and said, "But what are you doing in this wilderness so early?" β
"I wanted to come and pick some morning wildflowers for spices, and I didn't expect to see you talking to yourself here alone, so I joked with you for a while, but I didn't want to hear your novel words about the fetish of broken sleeves, hehe, the gay man is called an attack, and the one who pretends to be a woman is suffered, haha, it's so funny, it's so aptly described!"
Lang Xue covered her mouth and snickered: "Hehe, I also think that the person who invented this statement is a genius." β
Looking at her naughty smiling face, Wumei couldn't help but squeeze her eyebrows and snicker, and then sighed: "You are so funny!" Ah, by the way, I don't know your name yet? β
"My name is Joe Langxue, it's nice to meet you!" It's good that she's finally made her first friend.
- Isn't Gong Yuyue a friend?
A voice suddenly appeared in the bottom of my heart, as if protesting.
- Phew! What a friend, an enemy, an enemy!
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While the two women were chatting about the friendship they had just established, they didn't notice that not far from the tall grass, a handsome figure stood there very stiffly, the morning breeze ruffling his hair, and the flying black hair swept in front of him, obscuring his vision.
However, his eyes were unhindered, and his gaze glared at a smiling little woman with a fierce rage.