reincarnation purple eyes

After half a day, Mu Shan finally got up from the bed.Limbs are extremely stiff.It was a miracle to be able to stand up.He smiled wryly and thought, am I getting old?It was just a night without sleep, and it became so miserable.If I go downstairs and run 1000 meters, will I die young?No, I should exercise.

He touched the shape and it disappeared, leaving only the shallow outline of the abdominal muscles.He thought, would Luo Bing like someone with or without abs?At this time, the sound of Guzheng came from the study room.Mu Shan walked over curiously.

Gently opened the door, only to see a long white dress with black hair hanging down.Against the light is just a back view.But it's enough to make people think.He couldn't believe his eyes, panicked for a moment, this. .Could it be Luo Bing?

Turning her head slightly, the ancient Qin Zheng resonated with her fingers.The melodious rhyme of that song was something Mu Shan had never heard before.It's like a message from a distant place beyond the Great Wall. . .He thought it was beautiful, but also felt a little helpless in the beauty.He couldn't help but took a few steps forward, wanting to see the beautiful scenery more clearly.

Mu Shan doesn't understand the so-called lifting, splitting, hooking, picking, wiping, picking and other movements of the guzheng. He just thinks that the slender fingers dancing between the strings are beautiful. . .Mu Shan likes to listen to the sound of Guzheng, which is an ancient beauty, but at this moment, Luo Bing's zither sound is full of twists and turns, with a heart-wrenching desolation. . .

He slowly raised his cheeks, wanting to see this unreally beautiful girl.Following the blue hair swaying in his arms, he slowly moved his eyes in order to synchronize his thoughts.His lips trembled slightly, and his hands hanging by his sides began to clenched.He swallowed hard because he was so nervous!Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai in his heart are at war. . .

"Damn it!!!..." A shrill and desperate voice interrupted Luo Bing's piano sound.Luo Bing looked back with blank eyes and found Mu Shan stuck to the wall like a gecko.She blinked and asked, "You~ are sick! I didn't read the media, are you playing the piano~ what kind of shit are you..." Luo Bing, who couldn't speak clearly, slanted his mouth The smoke, following the movement of her speech, was eloquent and scattered, falling to the ground and disappearing in ashes. . .

Mu Shan came down from the wall in embarrassment, and patted her Baihui acupoint.The oversized white eyes verified his soaring blood pressure at the moment.He felt like he was going to die!I'm going to be pissed off by this girl!This is the fairy sister, or the charter woman!

His knees became sore, and he suddenly squatted at Luo Bing's feet.Looking at the sandals woven with light-colored vines and the skirt fluttering, how harmonious.One second before, Mu Shan was still fascinated by this kind of fairyland, but the next second when he saw the smoke hanging from the corner of Luo Bing's ruffian-like mouth, his world collapsed! ! !Fortunately, he thought that the curling plume smoke was the incense smoked by Luo Bing, but it turned out to be a fucking lie! ! !

"Luo Bing... are you a human or a ghost! I beg you, can you stop messing with me! I'm really going to collapse! You dressed like this early in the morning and played the guzheng like this! The lingering sound is haunting, can't you smoke your Zhongnanhai later??? Why don't you smoke and play "Throwing the Handkerchief" with the guzheng!!!" Mu Shan said these words almost in a crying voice .Because he was really about to cry. . .

And Luo Bing raised one eyebrow, innocently dazed. "What's the matter? I play the guzheng, does it still prevent me from smoking? Or is Xiaozhong not suitable for the Lisao of "The Ballad of the Great Wall"? Why don't I think so."

Silent. . .Because Mu Shan didn't know how to answer.It is true that no one stipulates that smoking is not allowed when playing the guzheng.Not because it is allowed, but because no one has ever seen a person smoking a cigarette and playing the guzheng! ! !Except for the miserable him! ! !He felt that it was not enough to feel sorry for himself for centuries. . .

Looking at him who was silent, Luo Bing felt that he didn't like listening to the song just now, so after putting out the cigarette butt in her mouth, she said, "Although the song just now was a bit sad, it's okay. Well, there is nothing to love after people listen to it! However, you are very strange! Do you want to listen to "Throwing the Handkerchief"? I haven't memorized the whole score of that piece. How about I give it to you? You play what I am good at! Make sure you are objective and you are satisfied!!! And listen to me, I will play a passionate song for you!"

I saw Luo Bing raised his arms, raised Meimei's sleeves back in a princess-like arc, took a deep breath, and then covered the strings with his fingers again.The face is like curdling fat, and the fingers are like peeling onions.In the years like flowing water, there is a song "A Laugh from the Sea". . .Why. . .I knew she couldn't pop up anything serious!Although I don't want to admit it, Luo Bing's playing this piece really has gone through all the vicissitudes of the world, and she has endless freedom and freedom!

A gust of wind hit her, her black hair fluttered, and the smile on the corner of her mouth became more and more presumptuous and high-pitched.The eyes, also from the initial emptiness, began to shine.It was as if Linghu Chong had possessed his body, and that unrestrained vigor made people feel envious and jealous!Mu Shan sat on the ground and looked at her like this, very beautiful.Well, since she is happy, then, so be it.

While playing vigorously, the two ancestors in the guest room finally woke up.They ran into the study room in their pajamas, and Gillian didn't even open her eyes, she said, "What are you doing? Luo Bing, I'm hungry... What are we going to eat for a while?" Wen Jing also said: "Yeah, I'm hungry too. I feel like we didn't eat last night..."

Luo Bing gave Mu Shan a look of "You understand!", it seems that these two are legendary drunken pieces. . .But it's okay, if they remember what they said when they were drunk yesterday, then the world will only be left with haha!but. . .This is not what Luo Bing cares about in her heart. Seeing Mu Shan's serious appearance, what she is thinking at the moment is that although Gillian and Wen Jing are broken, what about Mu Shan?Does he remember the story of two beauties fighting for him last night?very curious!I should take some time to ask him, it's funny to think about it!Hahaha. . .

The day after their birthday, they had a great time!A table of meals last night has been resolved, and today I can only do it again!Luo Bing instinctively walked towards the kitchen, but was immediately stopped by Mu Shan. "What are you going to do? Are you just dressing up as a fairy to cook? Are you here to be funny? What if you get oil stains or something!"

He said that, Luo Bing's face was distorted, and he asked very funny: "Fairies also need to eat! Could it be that they really want me to eat incense! You are the one who is joking! What are you thinking! Sober up Just because it doesn't mean you can't hit people!"

A face of black lines ah. . . "This... um... I was in a hurry just now, and I didn't explain it clearly. Count me as wrong, okay! Let me cook today's meal. You worked hard enough yesterday, today, you should be honest and do your job Come on, little fairy! If you don’t make trouble for me, it’s fine. Anyway, I’m also a licensed cook, so I promise it won’t be hard to swallow. You can rest assured this time, right?”

Hearing this, Luo Bing was also very happy, moved a bar stool without a word, and sat in the middle of the kitchen, "chatting with him" like Mu Shan did last night.And don't forget to hold a glass of cherry brandy in your left hand and a small medium in your right hand.

When Mu Shan finished preparing the materials, she turned her head and saw Luo Bing sitting there. The bar stools were high, so her feet were still dangling in the air, and the fairy's clogs had been removed. Throw it in the living room.

At this moment, he is much calmer than in the morning.Through all the feats of this birthday party, he has determined that everything about Luo Bing is normal!So he jokingly said: "Yo~ I am a cute little fairy, Mazi, your innocent appearance, coupled with the signature movements of sitting on the stage, really can only be controlled by the skills of Mama Sang! Girl, tonight No?"

Luo Bing sat up straight in an instant, and then said very seriously: "Come out! Come out! It's okay to want Mommy Sang to come out, but you have to give me a piece of luncheon meat! I've been thinking about what you cut and cut just now. Yes! Give me a piece of luncheon meat, and I will introduce it! Otherwise, there is no discussion!!!”

Mu Shan leaned against the cabinet, put her left hand in her pocket, and frivolously brushed the hair on her forehead with her right hand.His eyes narrowed into smooth lines, which looked a bit like the shape of a stormy sea at the moment.He pulled one corner of his mouth, exposing the sharp edges of canine teeth.He looked into her eyes, and after five seconds, he turned around and handed over the unfinished luncheon meat in the box.

The action happens only in a split second!A white object flew over, and Mu Shan felt his hand was empty, and then heard Luo Bing's voice from the living room: "Oye! The luncheon meat is mine~ It's agreed, it will be released for the luncheon meat. Speaking of Do it, from now on, I will leave that table and come out! I promise not to go in until you finish cooking~ My son, is one hour enough? This is what Mom gave you The price of conscience!! Hehe..."

Mu Shan stared at her right hand, rubbing her thumb and index finger lightly a few times.A slight electric current is transmitted from the fingers to the nerve center.He suddenly remembered a sentence, the so-called love, in fact, is that pheromones stimulate the nerve center, and then produce a substance similar to chocolate in the brain.

Under the sun, the tip of his tongue slipped lazily across the corner of his mouth, um, it was a little sweet. . .

The author has something to say:

Let's imagine.The beauty of the heroine smoking and playing the zither, I admire Mu Shan's courage!Such a heroine dares to provoke her.I really admire Mu Shan, I respect him as a man! ! !