Chapter 2, confidante
Chapter 2, confidante
There are not only unreasonable women in the world, but also unreasonable men. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ info
Men are very reasonable most of the time, but there is a time when men are unreasonable, no matter what others sayβbeasts.
Once a man becomes a beast, the man will naturally no longer be reasonable.
The woman whose mouth was almost swollen looked at the man who let go of her, and then she understood this truth that she had already understood but naturally ignored when facing this man, and now she understood another truth: no matter who it is, as long as it is a man, there will be a time when he turns into a beast, and there is only a difference between length and shortness.
The man's transformation into a beast was not too complete, at least the man didn't rip off her clothes at this time.
At this moment, the man regained his gentle temperament, he looked at the woman with a smile, and he said, "Can you tell me who that person is now?"
The woman smiled coldly, directly shook off the man's hand, and said lightly: "Now I just want to say one word to you." β
"What's that?" the man still laughed again.
The woman said, "Get out of the way." β
The man was still laughing, but the man really rolled away a little, but his hand still grabbed the woman's hand, and he said lightly: "Can you tell me now?"
The woman naturally didn't say anything, but when she started to leave, the man could only bend down and follow behind the woman, so the two of them walked in the middle of the night.
Dilapidated temple, a very dilapidated temple.
The man followed the woman to this place and asked the woman a little strangely, "Will you live here?"
The woman said lightly: "This is not where I live, but the only place where the only woman who can take advantage of you lives." β
The young man said, "Why does he want to live here?"
The woman looked at the man with a very strange look: "Don't you know?"
The young man was silent, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.
The temple was very dilapidated, but at least it was sheltered from the elements, but when he walked into it, he found something. At this moment, if anyone said that it was a broken and dirty temple, he would definitely jump up and hit that person in the mouth.
Although the temple is very dilapidated, the furnishings inside the temple are enough to amaze anyone.
There were no lights in the temple, but it was incomparably bright, because there were ten incomparably large and round night pearls illuminating the temple, but it was not the most eye-catching, the most striking thing was the blood on the ground and the corpses.
Without exception, these corpses died under a knife or a sword, and the martial arts attainments that can kill people with this move are naturally not weak, and they should even be said to be strong, after all, there are not many people in the rivers and lakes who can kill people in one move.
The woman also saw this scene, but there was not much expression on her face, and a corpse that pushed open the door to block her path, with a frightened expression on her face, said lightly: "People die for money, birds die for food, this kind of thing happens here several times a month, and without exception, these people will die." β
The young man looked at the woman and said, "So you're not surprised at all?"
The woman would look at the man and say lightly: "If you see this kind of thing for ten consecutive years, will you be surprised?"
The answer, of course, is yes, and it will definitely not be surprising. How can one be surprised when one witnesses one thing happening over and over again for ten years in a row?
The young man groaned for a moment, looked at the woman and said, "Who is the person who killed them?"
The corners of the woman's mouth curled into a playful smile and said, "A woman who seems to be the only one who can take advantage of you so far." β
The young man stopped talking, and he followed the woman's footsteps to the backyard of the temple.
There was wine in the backyard, and a woman was asleep sitting on a bench, but there was a freshly opened jar beside her.
She seemed to be asleep, but when she heard footsteps, she began to speak again: "Gongsun, you are here, why, you also brought guests." The woman didn't open her eyes, she just spoke.
"Yes," said the woman, "I am here, and I have brought with me a guest, a guest whom you should be eager to meet." Her words fell, and then the young man felt a force rush into his body, and his people rushed towards the mature woman lying on the chair as if they were flying.
Naturally, the strength did not come for no reason, he was kicked by the woman named Gongsun, and he happened to sit in the corner of the drunken woman's bench, sitting with the drunken woman.
If it were an ordinary person, he would have stood up immediately at this time, and then scolded the woman behind him, but he didn't, he looked down at a woman who hadn't had time to open her eyes, and then immediately picked up the woman who was already half drunk and half awake, and walked towards the woman with a playful smile on her face.
Feeling that someone was picking her up, the woman in her arms naturally subconsciously made a move.
Her moves are not quick to win, but they are the best in terms of ruthlessness, and at the same time, she also draws the short sword at her waist, as if to pierce the man's heart.
The man smiled helplessly, why do you have to use a knife and a gun every time you see this group of women? He sighed lightly and said, "Siniang, why do you have to do this every time you see your old lover?"
Siniang, when this sentence fell, the woman had already stopped her hand, and her eyes opened at the same time, her expression was the same as that of the woman when she saw the young man, as if she had seen a ghost, and she didn't come back to her senses for a long time.
The young man put down the woman and shrugged his shoulders with a wry smile: "I originally wanted to trick you one after another into chuang, but now I have met two of you at once, and it seems to be a little difficult." β
The drunken woman chuckled, she straightened her slightly messy long black hair, looked at the man and said, "We haven't seen each other for twenty years, Mo Qingchi." β
The young man said, "Yes. β
The woman said, "But why haven't you changed as much as you did twenty years ago?"
Mo Qingchi smiled faintly, "Aren't you the same as twenty years ago, the same elegance is peerless, and the country and the city are overwhelmed." β
The woman smiled like a flower, but the next time she touched her cheek, which had not left many traces in front of the years, she sighed softly and said, "Do you know how old I am today?"
Mo Qingchi said lightly: "I know, today is your fifty-first birthday, and I was here to celebrate your birthday twenty-one years ago, so I can't be unaware." β
The woman still had a smile on her face, and said, "You already know that I am fifty-one years old, so do you still think that we are not old?" she said, glancing at the woman who had been standing with a smile on her face, she said: "Gongsun is much better than me, and she is only in her forties in recent years." β
Gongsun, naturally, is Gongsun Lan.
Gongsun Lan was already looking at Mo Qingchi, she also smiled and smiled: "I am in my forties, to be precise, I have been forty-five years old in recent years, once a woman is over thirty years old, she is an old woman, and now I am an old woman among old women like you, but now there are men who want to beat us old women." β
Feng Siniang deliberately didn't know, and asked, "Who is it?"
Mo Qingchi continued: "This person is naturally a very discerning man, his surname is Mo, his name is Mo Qingchi, and he also wants to tell you something. β
"What's the matter?" said Feng Siniang.
Mo Qingchi said: "Isn't Mo Qingchi standing in front of you also in his early forties?"
Feng Siniang smiled again, smiling bitterly, he looked at Mo Qingchi and said lightly: "Men and women are different. β
Mo Qingchi was silent, he was silent for a long time before he slowly sighed and said, "It seems that I can't help but do one thing today." β
Without asking, Mo Qingchi suddenly walked up to Gongsun Lan and took Gongsun Lan's hand, and then grabbed Feng Siniang's hand, and said lightly: "I saw a chuang in this temple just now, and it is a big chuang, a very good big chuang." β
Feng Siniang and Gongsun Lan were stunned for a moment, and then they understood what Mo Qingchi meant, with a playful and shy look on their faces.
It was dawn, and Mo Qingchi also chuang.
To be precise, he didn't get up chuang, but just got up, and he didn't sleep on chuang at all yesterday.
Gongsun Lan and Feng Siniang are two beautiful and elegant women, one has a woman's atmosphere, and the other has a woman's heroism, they are not ordinary women, but they are not so generous that the two of them accompanied Mo Qingchi to wander unscrupulously on the chuang, so Mo Qingchi stayed with these two women on the chuang for a long time, and was mercilessly put out of the room by the two women, and of course, there was a jar of wine.
They knew that Mo Qingchi liked to drink, so they prepared a jar of very good wine, and Mo Qingchi held the wine, drank and fell asleep.
Feng Siniang and Gongsun Lan had already gotten up, to be precise, they didn't sleep at all, yesterday they were lying on a chuang as before, but there was no previous gossip, but they all looked at the Mo Qingchi outside.
Gongsun Lan smiled and looked at the woman with a variety of charms on her side, and said that she thought she was not as attractive as women, and said, "Do you not believe that Mo Qingchi has appeared." β
Feng Siniang smiled, she took a sip of wine heroically, and said: "It's really hard to believe, I thought he was dead, I was even ready to put his grave next to mine, but I didn't expect him to be dead." β
Gongsun Lan chuckled, also looked at the man outside the door, and said, "I told you a long time ago that there is absolutely no one in the world who can kill him, and the only person who can really kill him is himself." β
Feng Siniang smiled, she recognized this answer very much, she stretched out her hand, looked at her hand in a daze, and after a while, she said: "Twenty years in a snap of his fingers, he hasn't changed at all, but I'm old." β
Gongsun Lan also looked at Feng Siniang's hands, Feng Siniang's hands were very fair, and there were no wrinkles, but they were less smooth than before, but they looked no different from ordinary seventeen or eighteen-year-old girls.
Gongsun Lan smiled faintly, she glanced at the man who was already lying outside the temple, and said, "You only need to know one thing is enough. β
Feng Siniang looked at Gongsun Lan and said, "He's here?"
Gongsun Lan nodded, she pillowed her head with her hands, and said leisurely: "Life is in a hurry for a hundred years, instead of reminiscing about the past, it is better to cherish the present? β
Feng Siniang laughed brightly: "This is indeed not like what Aunt Gongsun said, but I very much agree." β
The two of them drank, and there was no Mo Qingchi, because Mo Qingchi had already slept and went to bed early.
They didn't sleep, they talked all night, and they watched Mo Qingchi almost all night, looking at this man who seemed to be disappearing at any time, and finally they came to the conclusion that this man would not disappear. (To be continued.) )