Chapter 1 The woman Bei Gongyue, I once wanted

When I broke up with Bei Gongyue, I was lying on her soft chest, enjoying her touching milk-like skin. She shouted coquettishly and bit my ear. It didn't hurt much, but it felt itchy.

"Ghost!" Her voice is always very coy. In fact, men like to listen to such voices, especially in **, which can always give people a sense of achievement as a man.

"Ghost? Something? No, no, no, first of all, I'm not a ghost, but a person. At least he is a handsome man who is loved by everyone and blooms. I argued seriously and almost forgot the business.

I got up and pinched her round buttocks hard. I said Yueyue, let's go our separate ways. The old man suddenly wanted to clean himself up.

"What are you talking about!" Bei Gongyue still doesn't believe in her ears. That's right. If there are fewer romantic people like me in the world, they will never be found again. So far, how many innocent girls will not be able to enjoy the most delicate care and care of handsome men.

Bei Gongyue** jumped up, and then directly put her snow-white jade feet on my left chest. In an instant, with a little force, I had fallen to ** again and made four feet facing the sky. Su Yunliutian, you bastard!"

Women are usually the most boring at this time. I used to think that Bei Gongyue would be an exception, but I seem to be wrong. Women are all the same. When they are abandoned, they use the same move. Why? It's easy to get together and break up. It won't be tiring to see each other again. I sat up from ** again and rubbed the mark of powder on my chest with my hand. Fortunately, I didn't cause too serious internal injury. It's so fucking strange that women like to take the same place. Well, please call me a handsome bastard."

I randomly searched for my clothes on the ground and could barely tell which one belonged to me.

The collar of silkworm tulle is buttoned with a shallow magnolia flower. Originally, it was a wonderful and exquisite design, but now it shows a little strange. I couldn't help scolding a few times. This material is too thin to cover the red mark on my chest. It's a pity that I specially asked the ** boss's wife of Caijianju to design it for me.

The slender fingers gently bounce down a few times on the chest, okay, just think of it as a special pattern.

To the yellow bronze carved mirror, the maid began to comb my thick and slender hair. Who says that men don't love beauty? The more beautiful men are, the more they cherish their appearance than women. Piao Bi carefully coiled my hair and put on a long warm jade-colored crown, which seemed to match my clothes.

I have always been happy with Piaobi's craftsmanship. She can always take care of everything ahead of me.

I smiled faintly, pulled out a piece of black jade from the brocade bag at my waist and threw it into her hand. If you polish this to make a golden phoenix hairpin, it will be more suitable for you.

I saw the incomparable joy flashing in Piao Bi's eyes, as if there was a sudden light, shining brightly. She lowered her head, with a girl's shy body fragrance, and her colorful lips were slightly squeezed, bright and dripping.

I looked at her from the mirror and happened to meet her flustered eyes. She lowered her head again and stopped looking at me. And the shallow blush came from her two jaws.

I like to look at women through the mirror, and I don't feel that the impurities of bronze on the mirror affect their beauty at all. The warm yellow texture of bronze only gives them another kind of softness and imagination. In the mirror, such a word suddenly popped up in his mind. Sometimes I feel that immortals and demons are equal. However, in the mirror, I saw another cheek that was not commensurate with the delicate body.

North Gongyue leaned against the red sandalwood Hehuan** and sobbed low. Her wet cheeks have long cried for a long time. The mark of the blue eyebrows flowed down with the tears in the eyes, revealing two rows of light ink watermarks. This depressed atmosphere really made me laugh and cry, and forced me to get out as soon as possible.

I made a color to Piao Bi and was ready to go out. Unexpectedly, Bei Gongyue hugged me from behind, and now she kissed my drooping hair like a beast. Liu Tian, don't go, okay? I know you like me, right? What you just said is a moment of anger. You stay here. I have a bad temper. I will change it. Don't go, okay?"

A woman is really a strange animal. Think about how arrogant she was when she first met Bei Gongyue. Those men, dragging their backbone bodies, bowed under her skirt.

That day, I pointed to the extremely **-dressed Bei Gongyue and said, "I want her to be defeated under my robe like this. In the end, she was subdued by me. I sighed that once a man no longer has any nostalgia, any attempt to retain is meaningless, just a stronger determination to leave.

"Yueyue, let go." I broke away from her hug, "Let me keep the best memories. Isn't that good?"

The north bow moon retreated backwards, and the messy hair was piled up casually. This feeling had to make me associate her with an abandoned woman. In fact, Bei Gongyue has supreme financial resources, and even in the local city of Qiankun, someone will admire her. Such a woman will not lack anything, even after I leave.

Wow...Wow... The whole bronze mirror was thrown to the ground by her, and the bright mirror had already become uneven at this time. And the originally vivid banana has already broken into pieces at this moment.

"Su Yunliutian! In my world, there is no word friend, only enemies and lovers. Since you have to choose to be my enemy today, I will not show mercy when we meet in the future. She trembled, sad and determined.

She is deterrent, at least in front of those thin men. That day, she was dressed in bright red, such a bright and dazzling color, which made people dizzy. Red, full of red, like the color of blood all over the ground. In an instant, I had a more perverted idea. Perhaps, that dress was stained with the blood of those men, and there was something she couldn't make.

But I'm not afraid, because she can't find any of my weaknesses, and she can't threaten me with anyone or anything, because I, Su Yunliutian, have a cold nature, no relatives, no friends, and no lover. Alone, she is used to being free, but what are you afraid of her?

I smiled bleakly, and her threat really didn't have any effect on me.

I continued to walk out of the door, and the sound of smashing things came from the room, so I didn't stop. I'm tired and bored.

Such a farewell ceremony is very special.

When I crossed the Jiuqu Corridor, I realized that I had forgotten a very important thing, and I had to go back to Beigongyue's boudoir again.

"Ryu Tian?! Are you back?" Bei Gongyue probably heard my footsteps, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and suddenly became extremely gentle.

The clear eyes of crying flowers have long lost the usual charming charm. She is like a clown, constantly making noise in front of me. I wanted to laugh, but I still resisted. I shook my head, "No, I'm just here to get my flower note back!"

Flower is something I must bring. Usually, few people will know that it is my real weapon, not the tassel sword that hangs around my waist but has never been opened. I didn't even tell this secret.

The round jade fingers gradually tightened in the cover of the sleeves. I felt that the breath of Bei Gongyue was gradually converging at this moment, and a condensed sharpness was circulating back and forth at her fingertips. She is irritable, but Bei Gongyue's anger came from the second strong insult I brought to her. Because I was probably the first man to dare to abandon her so ruthlessly.

Three feet away from me, she turned around, and the thin tassel skirt danced with her. The clear stream in the air slowly went down. At this time, I really saw her gesture. The flower flew over her palm and drew the traces of the road in mid-air. I remember that it was a heart-to-heart cut.

The initial trace of the wind, cut the flower and cut the heart.

Take flowers as the sword and people's hearts as the heart of the sword. Flowers have always been used to compare with beauty. They are either clear frost and independent cold snow, such as white plums, or delicate and silky buttons, such as blue demon girls. However, at this moment, the flower in the palm of Bei Gongyue is a weapon that is more broken than any sharp sword.

I quietly noted that Bei Gongyue put 90% of her strength in that blow. Unfortunately, she has never been very interested in practicing martial arts, coupled with her usual wine and songs, so she only exerted a few percent of her power. I know that I can definitely avoid it.

The aura is getting closer and closer. At that moment, I had a mentality of watching the battle, just like I was an outsider. I want to see Bei Gongyue's expression in the duel, whether it is graceful or serious and cold. Huh? No! Only then did I find that in fact, that move to Hua Lianxinzhan was not at me at all, but at the blue one. I hurriedly turned around, flew a flower from my arms, and toss it with all my strength at the spiritual power. I'm really careless. How can a smart woman like Bei Gongyue be stupid enough to use this trick she once taught me to deal with me?

The milky white flower pen broke the spiritual power, but I flew to the north bow moon at a speed because I almost used all my strength. I was stunned for a while and hesitated whether to take action. After a moment of pause, Bei Gongyue did not move and let the flower wipe his shoulders from her side.

Fortunately, nothing was hurt. I secretly congratulated myself, because I don't want to owe this woman anything.

Time seems to have condensed at this moment. I, Bei Gongyue, and Piao Bi, didn't say anything. This is a rare moment, and we have a tacit understanding that we have never said to each other.

However, I saw a shallow scratch between Bei Gongyue's right cheek, which was only half an inch in size, but it was so clear. Just like the red dress she was wearing at this time, it was as bright red and complemented each other. Suddenly, I felt a little unbearable.

I don't understand why she doesn't avoid it. Maybe it's just to make me feel guilty or stay. This truth is like those ignorant and boring women who cry and hang themselves in order to tie their husband's heart.

I walked to Bei Gongyue, and I thought this should be the last time I looked at her so closely. In the future, I will not have any contact with this woman.