Chapter 38 Dance, Dive into the Heart

The morning dew was slightly heavy, and Hua reluctantly poked out a hand from the warm and comfortable quilt, half squinted her eyes and waved her arm in mid-air, and then stretched her waist fiercely.

Ruxiang gauze gently stroked every inch of her white and tender skin, and the wide cuffs kept sliding down to her shoulders. In half a word, it was her vague shout: "Shuiyue, hookah, why don't you open the door?"

Half a sound, there was still no one to respond. Her eyes suddenly opened, as if she had realized something, and then she gradually remembered that she was now in Jingxianju, not worshipping Huazhuang.

When he opened the door, the young man's eyebrows in front of him were deep and solemn. The white robe fell on his straight body and was tied to his waist by a piece of ink silk, which was slightly set off.

Huaxiangyi's face flashed with infinite surprises, and the face in front of her appeared in her dreams from time to time, which was the most familiar to her.

"Are you going to let me stand outside the door all the time?" The man's figure is crisp and thick.

"No, no... Brother Hong, I can't wait for you to come!" Like all the girls of first love, her freehand face is full of Hongluan's heartbeat marks. She almost hugged his sleeve and jumped into the door excitedly.

"If I don't come to you, won't you go back?" Qingmuhong put his arms around her shoulder, and his warm and broad palms really made her feel the temperature, and those deep eyes looked straight into the bottom of her heart.

Hua wants to bite the corners of her lower lip and doesn't say anything. How could he know how much he wanted him to come to her, and even how much he wanted him to agree to come to the Flying Fairy Conference just to find her. At least, this can prove that this man still cares about himself.

"Go back! Your father has urged you. He means that he wants you to go back early. Qinghong talked coldly, as if he was just fulfilling his promise to an old friend, a message.

She thought, if it hadn't been for her father's pressure, would this man come to her in person today? However, she didn't ask this question, but said, "So, will Brother Hong go back with me?" Huaxiang's clothes supported her big round eyes and prayed to look at Muhong.

"Woth girl, you go back first."

Hua's clothes can't be calculated. How long did he think about this sentence to squeeze out such a sentence? She smiled bleakly, girl? He has always called himself a girl. If one day he is willing to call himself to wear clothes, she will be happy for a long time. Why is she just his girl? She doesn't want to be his girl. Every time he has something to do, he will call her a girl with a guilty heart. She hates to hear these two words.

"If you don't go back, I won't go back!"

"What are you doing here?"

"I want to see what kind of brothel prostitute my brother Hong has fallen in love with!"

A slap fell on the original white face, and the burning feeling was like a fire, suffocating. All right, all right, fight if you want. Anyway, she won't go back.

Qing Hong was stunned in place, his hands stopped in mid-air, and he stopped talking.

She shook off his guilty eyes and went out. Brother Hong asked him to see which excellent woman took your heart?

When the little girl kicked the door and entered, Cangji and I were playing chess. In addition to the Mingyue and Red Fire, there were also girls from the Jingxianju Fairy Old Society.

The two look at each other and are in crisis everywhere, but they are also full of vitality. Sometimes, life is like this chess game. When you don't arrive, you never know the result.

The girl gasped, and the red marks on her face were vivid and gorgeous, but the traces of this finger were clearly distinguishable.

Everyone could see that she was slapped.

"Don't talk or move!" Cangji got up and took out the medicine box from the grid of the cabinet in the study. His delicate fingers gently pressed against her face and carefully rubbed the medicine wine. He looked carefully. Every time the little girl was slightly nervous, his hand would stop and look much softer than before. At this time, even theming moon can't insert half of his hand.

The little girl held his arm so that his hand had to stop. She looked at Cangji and her eyes were full of firmness: "Little Cangji, please hold a ** ceremony for me!"

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** is a necessary process for most girls in Jingxianju. To put it more clearly, the day when every clean person loses his chastity is like a formal gorgeous ceremony to enter the brothel. After such a night, he will really become a brothel woman. And for every old girl, she will choose a good time for her girls and solemnly invite local gentlemen and celebrities to break the girl's virginity. And such a time should also be the happiest day for the pimps, and they should be able to make a lot of money again.

Jingxianju is a brothel, a place to make men's money. Naturally, such things are inevitable.

Little girl, what on earth does she want to do?

"Hey, you came to me just to finish this game of chess, did you?" Cangji looked at me with a bad smile on his face. He didn't worry much about the little girl. Doesn't he like the little girl very much?

I was stunned and absent-minded, and I have never hidden it from the vicissitudes of life. I looked at the black chess pieces in my hand that had been turned several times, and I was covered with sticky and wet sweat because of the long time in the palm of my hand. I took a look at the chessboard and naturally dropped the black man quietly.

Cang Ji disapprovedly on the chessboard and looked at me, "You lost, Su Yun. I thought you should be a person without weaknesses, but it's a pity that you happen to have it now. So, in the future, it will be much easier if I kill you!"

In astonishment, I smiled faintly. He was the first person to say so directly that he wanted to kill me. Although there is hatred and resentment in his eyes, I have never believed that he will not. It's just a feeling, do you believe it?

In the same way, after asking questions about the vicissitudes, he also had a period of silence like me.

"I'm just here to catch up."

It hasn't rained for a long time. I looked at the blue sky. The better the day is, the less I am in a good mood. I don't know why I said such strange words to Cangji, very smoothly, and it went so smoothly that I didn't have time to think about it.

Cang Ji laughed a little loudly, "I'm tired. Look, my body is changing again. If there is really nothing wrong, then I want to rest."

He is ordering to expel guests, but does he really not understand my worries?

"Forget what the girl said." I don't understand why when the girl came to ask him, he agreed without thinking about it.

"Which sentence?" Cangji blinked his eyes playfully and crooked the corners of his mouth.

"What ** ceremony, these things, you know that Xiaoni is just angry for a moment. When she understands, she will regret it. Why do you still promise her?"

He shook his head and watched his body shrink little by little. It seemed that he enjoyed the process. Every inch of his skin was like growing again, and layers of old skin gradually faded away, and then rolled in the same position with fresh skin and flesh, bright red color, just like those meat, which were about to start from him. Pieces of land fell off his body. The skin, with his bones, was squirming together and gradually shortened a little.

I looked at the rolling and renovated skin, and the blood-red cortex that had not yet completely changed, rolled over.

"Ha ha, this is also the first time for Heyang to look closely at its changes in my body! With you watching with me, I don't know if you are lucky or me. Cangji's voice gradually changed from a young man to a childish child's voice until the end, like a five-year-old child's voice covering his mouth and asking me, "Look, is it beautiful?"

No, it's not good-looking at all. It's not fun at all. Is it possible that he has been experiencing such repeated pain every day for more than ten years? I subconsciously turned around and didn't look at it.

In the past, it was also said that his illness occurs regularly every day. Why now, I always feel that his situation has become a little capricious. At this moment, I don't know if I will suddenly become a child again the next moment. Such weak and disgusting eyes were hidden in the bottom of his heart and buried deeply, but made me trembling inadvertently.

He showed a childlike smile, his long clothes wrapped around his thin body, and even his toes had been covered under his clothes. Everything was covered and nothing could be seen, but the small head was unexpectedly clear.

He didn't seem to have much reaction to his changes, but continued the previous topic indifferently. "Under the eyes of the public, it is natural for Xiangyi to make such a request, and as the boss of Jingxianju, I have no reason to refuse. The problem is her, not me. Cang Ji thought for a moment, "If she is willing to change her mind, then I can change my life at any time. Just think of it as..."

I won't talk anymore. If I can persuade the girl, why should I sit here at this moment?

Cangji said, why don't you think about it from another angle? Even if I can stop her this time, it's hard to guarantee that she won't do anything next time. Instead of stopping, prohibiting and persuading, it's better to let her do it. If she is injured and figure it out, she will naturally come back to heal her wounds.

I lay down on **, tossing and turning.

When did I not have the calmness and indifference of vicissitudes? How much does that way of speaking look like me at ordinary times? Is it because of the little girl that I have become dull and have a lot of undue ties?

I turned around and a purple-blue flower note floated out of my chest.

Violet flower pen?

Flowers dance and sneak into the heart.

Yesterday, I clearly shattered the flower note in front of the vicissitudes!

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