Volume 2 Cold Demons, Fire Beasts, and the Smoke of War Chapter 6 Beautiful Wreaths
Chapter VI
Yang Hanting asked Han Mo, "Can you take me out of here?"
The Cold Demon closed its eyes and said nothing, and then, suddenly, it raised its eyes and saw a flock of egrets in the sky, they flew by neatly, and the Cold Demon was in the same leisurely mood as them.
He also raised his eyes to look at the sky, the blue sky, the white clouds, and the egrets, and it was really pleasant.
At this time, if you don't sit down and enjoy this good time in nature, it is really unsettling to live up to it in vain.
Yang Hanting returned to the house, the woman in white was very quiet at this time, sitting by the mirror platform, looking at it, there was an impulse in his heart, but he didn't want to hurt anyone like before.
Looking at the woman's back, although there is a kind of enjoyment, but after more experience, there is no taste, he came behind her, and gently put his hands on her shoulders, so gentle, amorous, a little unlike him.
The woman picked up a plate of homemade powder, threw it back, the movement was very neat, the powder was poured on his face, it was better to calm down, he went to wash his face, still smiling at her.
Lao Tzu can still get you if he doesn't eat your stuff, do you want to come again? The woman's eyes became a little strange, she knew what Yang Hanting was thinking, and looked at him vigilantly, there was a vague shadow of him in the mirror.
"I'm thinking, those wild people revolve around you every day, if you don't solve it, I have to find a way to go, I can't stay here forever, do you have any way, tell me. ”
The answer is very difficult to come by, and it is a vain question to ask, it is better to go out for a walk, he glanced at the woman hatefully and floated out of the room.
He found that the savage woman came again, this time with a wreath on her head, a little festive but a little funny, she still looked at Yang Hanting from a distance, her eyes were still the same.
She found that Yang Hanting was still as charming as she saw yesterday, so that she was only surprised and not disappointed, this seemed to be very unexpected, could it be that she had encountered some kind of monster?
After watching it for a long time, Yang Hanting felt disgusted, he returned to the house, and wanted to dodge, but the wild woman whistled at him, he ignored it and continued to walk forward.
Yang Hanting ate several meals of black rice in a row, and felt that he could still hold on, after all, when he was in New York, he ate something more powerful than this, and there was no reaction at all, he saw the woman in white washing the dishes seriously, and there was a small half bowl of black rice porridge on the table, he leaned against the stove and tried to ask her age, she told him that he was just seventeen years old, and he had lived here alone since he was a child, without parents, without brothers and sisters, maybe it was made of flowers and plants, right?
Yang Hanting came over and climbed her and said, "You give me that stuff every day, I feel like I can't stand it anymore." ”
The woman in white didn't answer, just smiled, and then she saw Yang Hanting make a strange expression at her, and asked, "Do you recognize this look?"
The woman was stunned for three seconds, indicating that she looked innocent.
The room was silent for three seconds, and in these three seconds of silence, the woman didn't notice anything, still washing the dishes, on the window, the two beasts of ice and fire, and the giant beast were lying there with wide eyes and watching, with a pitiful expression, the flame beast seemed to know what he was going to do, looking very fierce, Yang Hanting was fierce there, and forcibly kissed the woman on the lips.
“...... Hmm!"
The voice sounded like it was very enjoyable, very hard, and startled the woman, who looked like he had smoked a drug cigarette and his nostrils and ears were smoking.
The three beasts were eavesdropping outside, and they heard something like "Look how I got you done today, eat that thing for me every day......" "Don't come here, bastard." "Don't you mean that, let you see if my thing grows, don't think you're a good thing......"
“...... Look at you running, huh! Is it enough! Say ......"
“......”
“......”
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"Call Dad, hehe......"
He put his hands behind his head, closed his eyes and a smile on his face, a look of intoxication and enjoyment, and secretly glanced at the woman.
At night, Yang Hanting only drank a bowl of water, and then, he took a chair and put it outside the house, sat there and watched the stars, the woman in white never went out, probably didn't want to see him, the front of the house was very quiet, the giant beast kept lying there looking at Yang Hanting, I don't know what I wanted to do.
His eyes were a little tired, and he didn't notice the beast.
His white clothes looked extraordinarily white in the moonlight, with a layer of brilliance, coupled with the youthful vigor and rebelliousness on his face, it seemed that it would never fade.
The beast saw him get up neatly, picked up his chair and went back into the house.
Yang Hanting came to the house, lay down directly on a bamboo couch, and soon fell asleep, with a dreaming expression on his face, the woman in white looked strange for a while.
Thinking about the events of the afternoon, she still had palpitations.
She dragged her skirt around, the white skirt and her slender figure, she walked with a full aura, which was very pleasing to the eye, and there was a fairy breath on her face, this unexpected place, unexpected characters, the woman in white thought for a while, picked up a cup, poured a glass of water on his face, he did not wake up immediately, but waited for about three seconds.
The woman tossed the cup to the side and smiled smugly.
Yang Hanting's eyes were full of unexpected anger, looking at the quiet room, he really had the urge to knock her down, he stood up and pointed to the woman's back, "Stop for me." Just a few steps to her side, "Isn't it cool enough, do it again?"
The woman in white snatched a bowl on the table, which was filled with water, and Yang Hanting reached out to block it.
Since he couldn't afford to make a joke, he didn't want to start at every turn, and after looking at her for a moment, he still cautiously returned to the bamboo couch.
The woman grabbed it unconvinced, pushed down a huge wooden board near the bamboo couch, it fell directly to the bamboo couch, Yang Hanting watched it fall to himself, and at the last moment he pulled out of the way, looking at the shocking scene in front of him, he was a little angry, calmed down, and inadvertently saw a rope on the ground, and started from his heart, and buckled the woman's neck hard, wanting to tie her up with a rope.
The woman was dragged upside down by him, angry and hateful in her heart, in desperation, she found a wooden stick, because she couldn't reach it, but was kicked by him with his foot, kicked far away, he was satisfied, and he was even more rampant, tied her up as fast as possible, scooped a bowl of water and splashed it on her face.
"Are you a bastard. The woman in white couldn't help but curse like a chicken in soup, glaring at him fiercely.
Before the day dawned, the woman sat on the ground all night, feeling a little cold and dizzy.