Chapter 8 The tip of the woman's nose has a black water mole

"Hey, which woman are you thinking about again? Is it Jin Dujuan this time? Piao Bi climbed on the table and stared at me, as if admiring some novel animals.

"Of course, I'm thinking about the cutest and cutest floating blue in our family."

Piao Bi has been listening to these words for many years, and she has entered the inner hall without looking back. Unexpectedly, Su Yunliutian also had today, and the lovely Piao Bi also abandoned me. I didn't feel sad from it.

I will naturally go to the silver cuckoo's appointment. Piao Bi said that the silver cuckoo belongs to the flying flower elation.

The only bad thing about Jingxianju is that the place is so big that it makes me get lost. I have wandered up and down the boundary of the flying flower house several times, but I still haven't found the residence of the silver cuckoo.

not far away is a towering bamboo forest garden. My eyes were pulled by something, and I walked there naturally.

Like clouds and fog, flying pine and hanging stones.

I have jumped to the top of the pine and bamboo forest. This feeling of looking down can see which road leads to where...

I heard the sound of the piano again, as if it came from my feet. I faintly saw a small independent bamboo house under my feet, but the strangest thing is that the bamboo roof can't find any window, not even a breathable skylight.

The song came leisurely and was sonoious.

Maybe when I was closer to the piano sound, I found that there was a kind of excitement in the song. Maybe I should call it a touching resentment. It emanates so strongly from the outside. I can hear that the physique of the piano man is very bad, and his breath is so uneven, and the softness is also strong.

and that tune...

I can't help frowning. I hate places where there are masters. Because a place with masters usually means that the place will not be very peaceful.

The wind shook the top of the silk bamboo, and I stood on the tip of the bamboo, up and down with the undulating bamboo pole. The place where it just rained was still a little sticky, and my robe was splashed with a lot of water stains because it had just exerted too much force. Xiangfeizhu, I don't know why I thought of such a poetic name at this moment. Maybe it's like a spot on my body. It is Xiangjun's tears from the world.

A window not far away is fully open. I saw a woman inside, facing the scenery outside the window, and I don't know when she took a nap. If I hadn't been born in Jingxianju, I'm afraid I would have recognized her as a Xiaoxiang fairy. A green pleated skirt dragged to the ground and bent into a light arc. A section of snow-white gauze is stacked, extending from the neck to the waist, drooping, but more elegant and natural.

I was not surprised to stop in front of her and look a few more times. Her half-covered face, I can only see the position above the bridge of her nose. The slightly swaying eyes, thin black eyebrows, bent into a new moon. I have to compare her again with the woman I met in Caijianju. Because most of the face, which is also covered, is an amazing overlap.

She doesn't know what kind of dream she is having.

However, I heard her muttering.

"Brother Hong, get up. You forgot that I want to be your bride! You unfaithful guy."

"Brother Hong, don't put down your sword. This is your favorite 'Mohong' sword. You are a swordsman. How can you lose your sword!"

"Little boy, go away, don't hold me, and don't separate me from Brother Hong!"

Her hand even really shook slightly in the air, and then shrank back.

The silver-white ** quietly fell from her closed eyes and wet half of her clothes. Inexplicably, I began to be jealous of this man who could make her cry in my dream. I play among many women, and sometimes I feel so lonely, because after all, no woman will really shed tears for me.

I woke her up and used a way that all women would be angry.

The bamboo leaves that have just been wet by the rain have a slight itching.

In such anger, she opened her eyes hazyly. It seems that this dream is still unfinished for her.

I saw her face clearly, and there was a black water mole on her face.

It's her. The woman in white I saw at the gate of Jingxianju. I'm disappointed, at least this woman is not as beautiful as I thought.

When the woman began to speak, I found that in fact, she was really funny. I like to see her look serious and angry there.

She opened the bamboo leaves in my hand, and a pair of cut autumn pupils flashed like glass. Such anger had already lost her original power.

"Who are you? Why is it in my room?"

I was wearing a blue robe, and I just gently shook the flower pen, and then I had already sliced a tall bamboo. Originally, I was going to find my silver cuckoo, but I saw your unindecent sleeping posture, so come and tell the girl!"

"I want you to mind your own business! You...you, how did you get in! Are you a thief?"

What a woman who can do it. If she is a thief, how can she wake her up? Is it possible to tell the host again after stealing? Next time I come back, please prepare more to thank Jinyin?

I lay rudely on her**, crossed my legs, closed my eyes and enjoyed the large plate of fruit sent by the maid.

"Have you ever seen a romantic thief like me? ...This fruit is good!" I enjoy it leisurely.

She ran to the bedside and tried to kick me out of bed. What a stupid girl.

"You, open the window so big, it's obvious that you want me to come in... How about it, is the girl lonely?" I like to flirt with such serious women, because they may be more fun when they are angry than when they are not.

She is probably thinking in her heart that she has never seen such a cheeky guy.

"If you don't leave, I'll leave!" With that, she was about to open the door and go out, with an angry posture.

"If I were you, I would wipe the saliva on my face first."

She secretly turned her back and touched her face. It was not until she was sure that she was dry that she turned back righteously. Bad bastard, how dare you lie to me? Obviously, there is no saliva!"

At this time, I had already laughed forward and backward. There is such a stupid girl in the world.

Willow leaves call their eyebrows, carefully cut their hearts, and turn the wind into empty points.

She made three moves to me in a row. Those weak tricks were reluctant to deal with weak scholars who had no power to bind chickens.

Maybe, she gave up and was about to open the door when she was stopped by me. "What, are you afraid?"

I narrowed my eyes and smiled evilly, "If I were you, I wouldn't have done that."

"If I were you, I would choose to commit suicide to die."

"But you are not me."

"You're not me either, so get out of the way!"

By the way, I really obediently get out of my way and didn't mean to stop me at all.

"Brother Hong, I would like to be your bride, and I would like to marry you..." Although it is immoral to inquire about other people's privacy, it is she who has to tell the secret by herself. I just want to stop it.

I shouted at the window.

I could feel her panicked footsteps, so I ran to the window sill and gagged my mouth tightly with my hand.

"Bad bastard, if you dare to talk nonsense again, I will cut your tongue."

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"What, what did you say? What are you talking about? I don't understand!"

"I said, if you cover my mouth again, I will kiss you!"

For women, this word is usually effective, so she quickly withdrew her hand. And I, at this time of victory, should naturally express the joy of victory, and it is inevitable to giggle.

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Dudu......

There were several knocks outside the door.

I can also judge from the coquettish shouting that it should be a red fire, and the voice has reached the human bone marrow, with a feeling of numbness.

She seemed to see the savior and excitedly wanted to open the door.

I came to her from ** and brought a big wind. The silk hair between her temples involuntarily swayed gently and fell on her white face. I whispered to her, learning from the look and tone in her dream, with a little coquettishness, a little complaint, and a little shyness and domineeringness when the girl was pregnant: "Brother Hong, I would like to be your bride, and I would like to marry you and live..."

"Okay, stop talking." She is shy and angry, but she can't do anything.

"As long as you don't talk nonsense, I won't talk nonsense."

I gently nodded her tall nose and proudly stuffed a grape into her mouth.

Wow, it's so sour. There are a few sour and messy tears in her eyes, and there is a gorgeous snowy luster between her eyelashes.

She reluctantly opened the door.

Redfire sent two maids, who looked dull and more or less made people feel that this was just an excuse for surveillance.

Sister, I don't need a maid. They are all children from poor families, and there is nothing to serve. There is someone waiting for me, but I'm not used to it. Thank you for your kindness."

Women like Red Fire have been working in the wind and moon field for several years, and naturally know the worldly wisdom. She looked at the unnatural woman strangely, couldn't help looking into the room, and even insisted on seeing what she needed to help.

She broke in, and the stupid girl couldn't stop her.

It was only a while before the red fire came in, and she left without saying an extra word. And her strange smile when she left was on the silly girl.

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Ticket, who will give me the ticket?