Chapter 29 Jealous

Although Mr. Mingyue suffered an internal injury, he tried to adjust his breath. He secretly said that Xuanji was a powerful method and hurt himself with only a little internal force. Hearing Hongxiu's words, he had no choice but to think about it. He nodded and said, "Okay, hold me and I'll help you wrap your clothes."

Hongxiu picked up Mr. Mingyue again. Mingyue pulled both ends of the moonlight gown and said, "Okay, let's go quickly!"

Hongxiu smiled and said, "You wrap it tightly and show that it's cool."

Mingyue's face turned slightly red, and when she no longer answered, she saw the red sleeve knife identify its position, took a deep breath, and jumped out of the long street with a few ups and downs, picking people to run in few places. The pedestrians on the road were only a flower in front of their eyes, and the white shadow flashed by.

When the red-sleeved knife rescued Mingyue from the county government, Mr. Mingyue was shocked and did not think of anything else. Now that his heart is a little stable, he feels that he is in the arms of warm jade. Although there is a moon-white gown, there is a layer of reverie than when the red sleeve is naked to save him.

Especially for the red sleeve to pull his clothes, after all, he could only grab a little. The wind sounded, and the skin of the red sleeve was exposed and loomed, which made Mr. Mingyue couldn't help but think of the ** scene of red sleeves in the county government. He felt embarrassed and even his expression was unnatural.

The red sleeve knife's eyes suddenly fell on Mr. Mingyue's face. His eyes touched slightly and understood what Mr. Mingyue was thinking. He smiled gently and said, "Hatch it! It's time to reach the city wall.

Mr. Mingyue hurriedly wrapped his shirt for the red sleeve in one hand and the back neck of the red sleeve in the other. His center of gravity suddenly sank. The red sleeve knife crossed the wall with the prince of Mingyue in his arms. He dared not stop. He looked at the four roads and hurried to the woods outside the city.

The snow in the city and on the road has disappeared, but the woods are still covered with thick snow, and the dry branches are covered with crystal clear ice and snow, which is even more dazzling in the sun.

Mr. Mingyue took a look, but saw that the red sleeves were barefoot and did not wear shoes. In this way, he hugged himself and ran into the snow. He couldn't help but be moved. His slender and plump bare legs were exposed while running, so Mingyue dared not look again.

The red-sleeved knife ran straight for several miles in the woods. When he saw a remote forked path in front of him, he stopped and took a breath. He still held Mr. Mingyue in his arms. He looked at his eyes and smiled and said, "I thought you were really sitting with Liu Xiahui. It turned out that you had no good intentions along the way, and what did you have with those bad men? What's the difference?"

Mr. Mingyue's face turned red. Unexpectedly, his eyes were sharp. He saw through his mind at a glance and said quickly, "Okay, let me down."

Hongxiu smiled: "You are injured and can't walk easily. You dare not hug me in the city in the morning. At this moment, I want to hug you more."

On the contrary, Mr. Mingyue became embarrassed and helpless. At the tentacles, he suddenly found that the body of the red sleeve knife was hot and could not scream secretly. After all, the red sleeve was romantic, and now he was already moved by the amorous feelings.

Hongxiu held the bright moon and ate and said, "I have experienced countless thrills in my life, but today is the most exciting, hey! You won't dislike me as a poor dusty woman, will you?"

Mr. Mingyue had seen Hongxiu running around barefoot in the snow to save himself, but on this point, how could he say the word dislike? Moreover, he also knew that although Hongxiu had fallen into the wind and dust, he was still a good girl in his heart, and a straightforward heart was never hidden.

The red sleeve put his right arm around the bright moon, and moved away the fingers of the bright moon with his left hand. The moon-white gown let the cold wind blow away. At this time, the red sleeve's body was hot. The red sleeve fought desperately in the county government and did not let Xuanji the Taoist succeed, but in front of the bright moon, it was unreserved dedication. He sincerely seduced Mr. Mingyue with the most primitive, charming and deadly means, perhaps for the first time in his life that he seduced a man he liked so much.

After all, Mr. Mingyue is not Liu Xiahui. When he saw his clothes slipping away in the cold wind, he showed the charm of a red-sleeved woman. Although he was seriously injured, his hands were not honest. He touched the skin of the dusty woman with red sleeves, just like touching a holy virgin and muttered, "How can I dislike it? You are the best and most charming woman I have ever seen to me. People."

Hongxiu was moved and said in a trembling voice, "You are also the only man who says hello to me."

After saying that, the red sleeve lowered his head and kissed affectionately.

Mr. Mingyue was about to immerse himself in this piece of happiness when he suddenly heard a delicate voice from Lin Hou: "It's so shameless!"

The two were shocked, and Hongxiu was almost unsteady. Mr. Mingyue looked back and was even more surprised. His heart was like a five-flavor bottle overturned. He would rather meet Xuanji than meet her!

There was a woman standing at the fork in the road, and her face was already pale, and it was a dark night!

Mr. Mingyue didn't know what to say. It was really bad in front of him. Zuo Siyou couldn't figure out what to say, so he had to smile and said, "Ah! Why are you here?"

Liuxiang sneered in the dark night, but his body couldn't help trembling. Obviously, he was extremely angry, but he pretended to be calm: "Okay, you two are really elegant and tight, and your intimateness should also be chosen in the ice and snow."

Mr. Mingyue hurriedly explained, "No, no, you misunderstood Xiangmei!"

Mingyue hurriedly went down from Hongxiu's arms and staggered and stood straight. Hongxiu also stared at the dark night and left fragrance coldly, and still hated her for laughing at herself in the Huoyun Temple.

The night left a fragrance and said urgently, "I misunderstood! Hey hey, you are all like that... You guys, if I'm a step late, I'm afraid I won't bother you! How can you make out with such a woman, hey!"

The red-sleeved knife deliberately did not tighten the moon-white gown, gently shook his hair, showed off his proud figure, and sneered, "What's wrong with a woman like me? Am I not a woman? If you really want to be jealous with me, you might as well take off your clothes and compare with me.

The fragrance in the dark night trembled even more and defended, "Who is jealous of you!" Ah! You are wearing his gown, alas!"

Mr. Mingyue couldn't tell the difference. He couldn't help but surge in Qi and blood. He coughed repeatedly and vomited blood. He staggered to walk to Liuxiang in the dark night.

The red-sleeved knife suddenly changed its face, and when the incense was left unprepared in the dark night, it suddenly killed the killer and waved its palms to the night Liuxiang faction, intending to kill her with a slap.

When Mr. Mingyue saw the color on his face of the red sleeve, he knew that it was not good. He didn't care about the blood surging. He rushed to the dark night to leave incense. The red sleeve knife was terrific. Unexpectedly, Mr. Mingyue would sacrifice his life to protect the dark night to leave incense. With all his strength, he had no time to withdraw his palm, and he heard a loud sound. Although the red sleeve removed a little force, this palm still hit the back of Mingyue.

Mr. Mingyue fell softly in the arms of Liuxiang in the dark night. A mouthful of blood couldn't help spraying out, and the spots on the white clothes left in the dark night were full of blood. Liuxiang in the dark night were stunned and hurriedly hugged him: "Sir! Why do you want to?" In a blink of an eye, he stared at the red-sleeved knife, as if he was about to spit fire.

Hongxiu was also very regretful. He hurried forward and said sadly, "You, you..."