Chapter 88 Ink

Before Qiu Yao's crossbow was made, the poor little Ali still had to train her body load beyond this age every day. Qiu Yao was worried and wanted to accompany her, but Bai Qi did not let her continue to follow. She wandered around in the yard sullenly. When she passed through Bai Qi's yard, she heard a man's roar.

"I won't help Bai build a killing tool under any circumstances. If you don't let me go, just kill me..."

Qiu Yao paused and turned to ask Xi'er and Yun'er behind him, "Who is in there?"

Xi'er hesitated for a moment and went forward to ask the two guards outside the hospital. The two guards just said they didn't know. Qiu Yao lowered her head and thought for a while, and then went straight in. Since she woke up, Bai Qi told her to enter and leave freely except the south courtyard and his study. During Bai Qi's expedition, Qiu Yao couldn't help but look at the courtyard in the south, but found that it was a completely empty courtyard.

Walking in again, Qiu Yao heard the sound coming from a room on the side of the yard. Qiu Yao remembered that the room was a room prepared by Bai Qi for visitors to wait for reception. It seemed that someone was locked inside this time. There were four bodyguards standing outside the room that had never been guarded. Qiu Yao took two steps closer, in front of One of the bodyguards immediately reached out to stop him.

"Madam, please stop. The general has ordered that no one should contact the people inside."

"Is it the Mo family who is locked up inside?"

The bodyguard was slightly stunned when he heard the words, and then looked at his companions beside him and gave Qiu Yao an affirmative answer.

"In that case, this is mostly the person the general has found for me. Please let me go in and negotiate with him. I will be responsible for what the general will do at that time." A flame of hope ignited in Qiu Yao's heart.

The two bodyguards hesitated to look at each other, and then made way.

"Xi'er is waiting outside. I'll just go in by myself." Qiu Yao turned around and smiled, stepped on the stone steps and gently opened the door.

"How many times do I have to say this idea as soon as possible... Are you?" The man standing by the window and roaring outside saw that the person was a young woman, and then stopped and looked at Qiu Yao suspiciously.

"Hir, Mr. Mo, my name is Qiu Yao. I'm Bai Qi's wife." Qiu Yao looked at the legendary ink man without a trace. She only saw that he was slightly shorter than an ordinary man, wearing an ordinary black dress, and the beard on his face made people unable to see his real age, but those black and bright eyes were very bright.

"Bai Qi's wife?" Mo Zha rudely looked at Qiu Yao from beginning to end, and then curled his lips with disdain. "I didn't expect Wu Anjun to have such a young wife. However, everyone is the same. When the Mozhe left the Momen, he was told to adhere to the principle of non-attack, only responsible for lobbying or helping to build fortifications, and never do anything to harm others for the belligerent people.

Of course, Qiu Yao doesn't think about the rudeness of the ink. Usually, talented and righteous people always have a little personality. Otherwise, how can they be different? Open a bigger smiling face. Qiu Yao went to the table and poured a cup of tea and put it in front of the ink man, explaining with a smile.

"My husband doesn't know that I asked the general for this crossbow. The purpose is just to let my three-year-old son defend himself, so that he will not be dragged to the school yard to practice martial arts by his father." Qiu Yao made a almost flattering smile.

"Are you kidding? This kind of thing is not used by a three-year-old child. Madam, don't waste your lips here. I know the means of Baiqi." Mo looked at the teacup on the table carelessly and was not moved at all.

"Of course I know that children can't bring such dangerous things. When the crossbow is ready, you can put it on my side. When he grows up, I will naturally give it to him and teach him how to use it."

"You don't have to say more. In a word, Mo will not help Zhou to help Bai Qi. Are you my three-year-old child? As long as you make one or two such things, it is hard to guarantee that he will not be made into hundreds or thousands of them by others. At that time, I don't know how many innocent lives will be killed. With a brush of his sleeves, the short man turned around and stopped looking at Qiu Yao. Obviously, he was evictioned.

However, as a modern person, the first condition is that he is thick-skinned enough to talk about this stubborn and arrogant guy. Qiu Yao decided to conquer this ancient man in a scientific way.

"Since you can't trust Qiu Yao, Qiu Yao might as well say it bluntly. Even if you don't help this today, Qiu Yao will definitely be able to make this thing in time."

"Open your mouth. Who else can do that except the Mo family?"

"I have it." To the ink man who turned back again, Qiu Yao smiled with confidence on her mouth.

No third person knew what Qiu Yao was talking about with the ink man in the room. He only knew that there were orders to ask for all kinds of strange bits and pieces. When he handed it in, he saw Qiu Yao and the previous arrogant ink man around the table and pounding something, with his eyes smiling and shining eyes.

The two of them were in the room from noon to sunset. They drank half a pot of tea, and half of the small things on the table piled up the table. Qiu Yao roughly talked about the principle of buoyancy with a basin and a few pieces of wood on the table, and felt that she had completely emptied a little physical knowledge she had learned in her lifetime.

If I had known that these inkists were all addicted to this, she should have chosen science at the beginning. Such a teaching was really too painful. This diligent inkist interrupted her discussion from time to time and put forward all kinds of strange questions, which made it difficult for her to deal with. However, these thousands of years of civilization has not progress in vain. Qiu Yao is vague. He dealt with it, and finally convinced the Mo man.

"Today, I heard my wife talk about these knowledge, which is better than the truth that Wen Ci has realized for more than 40 years. I am kind and sincerely convinced. How dare I ask my wife to learn from that master?"

Mr. Hong, who is known as a stingy man in X~

Qiu Yao's mind suddenly came to the situation of being knocked on the head with a teaching triangle board by Lao Hong at that time. Now that I think about it, it has really become a matter of my previous life. It is quite funny, but it is extremely nostalgic.

"Please forgive me, sir. Qiu Yao promised her teacher not to reveal his name to the public." Qiu Yao learned the appearance of a Mo man named Wen Ci, and pretended to hold her fists and arched.

"So that's it. It's Wen Ci's abrupt. Please wait for a few days. Wen Ci will try to finish it for his wife."

"Then let's make a deal. When the gentleman has finished the crossbow, Qiu Yao will let the general let Mr. Fang leave..."

"I've met the general." Familiar greetings and footsteps came from outside the door. Qiu Yao nodded to Wen Ci, and then turned around and went out, which happened to block Bai Qi from entering the door.

"It's done." Qiu Yao closed the door from the outside, and then smiled to take her white arm and take it out.

Bai Qi raised his eyebrows and hooked the corners of his mouth to look at the little woman full of spring breeze beside him. He didn't feel better. He let her take it out and walked to the atrium before his arm was loosened. His next step was to directly imprison Qiu Yao, who was in a good mood, into his arms.

"I'm in such a good mood, but I convinced the old stubborn man inside?" It seems that he hasn't talked to her so easily for a long time. Bai Qi was infected by Qiu Yao's good mood, and more than half of the haze of the days was suddenly dispersed.

"Yes, yes, but you have to promise me that people have to leave here unscathed after they finish it."

"Okay," Bai Qi lowered his head and kissed her hair, with the fragrance of osmanthus in the yard mixed between his hair. "In fact, it's not difficult for him to agree. It's just a matter of time and means, but I'm curious about how my wife did this."

"Well, I'll tell you that you promise that Chuer doesn't have to undergo such strict training."

When she smiled, the corners of her eyes were slightly bent, with a kind of innocence**, mixed with the osmanthus fragrance in the garden, easily stirring up his nerves, and hooked the corners of his mouth and did not answer her.

He gently kissed her plump and cool lips, crushed and wandered with moderate force. The tip of his tongue deftly reached into her mouth, chased and played with her, raised his long arms, domineeringly put her into his arms, and then kissed her again before she recovered.

If only a lie can keep her by her side all the time, why not be a despicable liar? She didn't know that while cutting fresh lives, he also exiled himself into the endless desert, and she was the only clear spring. He was selfish and unscrupulous. He just wanted to keep the only person in his life who could give himself a moment of peace.

The autumn wind brushed, and several pieces of osmanthus separated from the trunk and drew a slender gold line in mid-air.

At this moment, Bai Qi is gentler than usual. This gentleness is like a piece of fastsand hidden in the desert. Qiu Yao's eyelashes trembled gently, only feeling that her whole body was sinking little by little. The reason was emptied little by little with the air. A strange throbbing came out in her chest. Qiu Yao's legs were a little weak. The emotion made her feel weak all over. A force pushed her forward little by little, and then suddenly something was behind her back. The block can no longer retreat.

I don't know when the two of them were left in the atrium. The kiss paused in the slowly aggravated gasp of the two. Qiu Yao leaned against the trunk of the osmanthus tree and opened her eyes in confusion. A piece of osmanthus suddenly fell to her mouth and was slightly surprised. The next second, she saw Bai Qi's confused and flamboyant phoenixes, full of tenderness.

At this moment, there is no calculation or doubt between them. It's a good feeling.

At a glimpse of the petals on Qiu Yao's lips, Bai Qi couldn't help smiling, looked straight at the slightly hazy beautiful eyes, and slowly said, "In the past two years, have you ever thought about being a husband?"

When she said this, her hand had already poked into her skirt. Qiu Yao's little face suddenly turned red. Although there was no one around, such an open courtyard made her have to bite her lower lip to prevent herself from making a sound, and answered vaguely. The pair with thin cocoons The hand swept through the muscles of **. The skin aroused her trembling.

"I seem to have told you not to bite your lips like this in front of me." He lowered his head and kissed the petals at the corners of her mouth, and then contained it and brought it into her mouth. The cool autumn wind poured in the loose neckline, but it could not relieve the heat brought by her hands at all.

All the voices were submerged in his deep kiss, and Qiu Yao closed her eyes again. For a moment, there was only him and herself left.