Rage (3)

Mortals can't see the roaring people.

for man is already in the snow.

Fan Ru silently watched everything in front of the window, watching Jian Ming pounce on the street where Jiang Jiujin stood last night.

The snow is getting stronger and stronger, and no matter how much blood is poured in the heavens and the earth, if you want to cover it up, it will only take a breath of time.

But the clothes were half-hung in the air, as if they were meant to be seen.

Among the clothes were black cotton jackets, blue willow clothes, light-colored lotus skirts, and even the most intimate profane clothes and trousers were hung up, most of which were filthy and torn.

When ordinary people saw it, they just thought that someone was playing a prank.

When the evil in their hearts saw it, they would follow the torn and broken marks to guess how the woman in these clothes was being bullied.

When Jian Ming saw it, he roared.

Jian Ming took off all the hanging clothes, and then carefully hugged them in his arms, and tears suddenly welled up in his eyes.

These are all worn by Cai Qing when they are separated.

The two of them even did it that day, and these two brocade red clothes and pants were simply worn by Jian Ming himself.

Nowadays, the clothes no longer have the milk smell of women's close-fitting, but more of the stench of men.

Jian Ming lay in the snow with his clothes in his arms, and there was no sound in the sky and the earth.

No one knows how much anger and hatred resounded in Jian Ming's heart.

Deathly silence.

Then, a figure silently walked out of the dead silence.

The man swayed his body wantonly in the wind and snow, the most distinctive thing was to make some obscene limbs, and then settled down not far away, looking at the sword with a pair of extremely pitying eyes, but his mouth was hooked with an evil smile, and he constantly gasped softly and gently with a low moan of enjoyment, tilted his head, and shook his head.

This person is Jiang Jiujin.

This time, it was impossible for Jian Ying to fail to see clearly.

And the sword will not be inaudible.

I only heard Jiang Jiujin say with a smile.

"We've seen it. ”

Of course the two have met.

At that time, Crow City was still the ownership of Moyutang, and at that time, Lu Muqing had personally taken Fan Ru, Ling Xiang, Zhu Hong and Jian Ming to inspect it together.

But Jiang Jiujin clearly said not that time.

"At the door of the little lady. ”

Jian Ming's tears had stopped, and his fists were already clenched.

Jiang Jiujin continued.

"You probably didn't see me, after all, I sat in front of the horse frame with a hat, and your mind was on the little lady. ”

"At that time, you hugged me so tightly, but I was laughing in my heart. ”

At this time, Jiang Jiujin didn't even look at Jian Ming anymore, but said to himself.

"The tighter you hug, the more the little lady will miss you, and the more she will resist when she does it later. ”

"I love women the most and struggle to resist. ”

After speaking, I didn't forget to lick the corners of my lips.

Then, Jian Ying slowly stood up like a ghost, his eyes gloomy, and his cracked mouth was full of fangs.

Jiang Jiujin was admonishing and said.

"I advise you not to do this. ”

"If you want to chase me, I will definitely run. It's not good to alarm the people of Yinjunfang. ”

Fan Ru said in a deep voice.

"Don't be fooled. ”

Of course, Fan Ru rushed out, hugged Jian Ming as soon as possible, and said in Jian Ming's ear over and over again.

"Don't be fooled. ”

Confucianism.

"It's still early, and your appearance may not have been noticed yet, but once you catch up, you will definitely be chased and killed by the people of Yinjunfang again. ”

Jian Ming still clenched his fists, after all, he closed his eyes.

The head was raised slightly, and there were crystalline, silent tears, flowing.

So only let Jiang Jiujin say.

So be obedient. ”

"That little lady is so beautiful, you should share it with me once. ”