painting robbery

The golden sun is in the sky, the forest is quiet, only the sound of gurgling water, like an undercurrent, flows through the heart.

Yuan Xiangdie frantically changed his clothes.

Most of the clothes on her body were wet, and she couldn't wear them anymore, so she had to take off the wet clothes first, and then put on the coat of words.Yan Zhenci's coat was too big for her. After putting it on, the hem and sleeves were dragged on the ground, and the whole person seemed to be wrapped in a piece of clothing.

After Yan Zhenci took off his coat, he stood with his back to Yuan Xiangdie.

Although he has fixed his eyes on the end of the forest, but the forest is too quiet, the voice behind him cannot be more obvious, almost every time there is a little sound behind him, he can naturally outline the action of the other party: raising his arm , is to undress, is to bend down, is to put on clothes again...

An inexplicable feeling filled his heart.

He neither stood nor sat, nor looked ahead, nor turned his head, nor closed his eyes, nor covered his ears.

After changing his clothes, Yuan Xiangdie took another photo of the reflection in the water, and adjusted the position of some details before floating to the back of Yan Zhenci, and sweetly called Yan Zhenci: "Brother Yan——"

As soon as she uttered the words, she watched the words and pillow words as if she heard a ghost screaming, and her whole body shrugged, and the hair on her neck also stood up vigilantly, as if she had encountered a dangerous natural enemy!

oops.

Obviously, in the fantasy world, he has done such and such things to the original sound stream, and in reality, he is swaying left and right because of the original Xiangdie. It really makes people want to tease him very much.

The interest in Yuan Xiangdie's heart gradually became stronger.

Instead of advancing, she retreated, took two steps back to a position where Yan Zhenci felt safe, and then said, "I've changed my clothes, Brother Yan can turn around now."

The cold hairs on Yan Zhenci's neck slowly calmed down.

Wait, why am I nervous?

Yuan Xiangdie is just a... girl... who is much younger than me.

It's my junior... I guess.

It's my apprentice's... sister... right?

In short, it's just a junior of the opposite sex like Qi Yunwei, shouldn't I just keep my normal mind?

He did a few times of psychological construction, turned his head slowly, and took a look at Yuan Xiangdie calmly.

After one glance, he regretted it very much, and turned his head back quickly, but the impression brought by that glimpse has been deeply ingrained in Yan Zhenci's mind.

The more he didn't want to think about it, the more that image would appear in his mind: the loose clothes wrapped around the petite body, making people feel that this body could be easily held in his arms.The ends of the hair that hadn't been completely dried made a small water stain on the clothes, making the cloth transparent, and the skin underneath could be seen.

In his mind, the original Xiangdie in front of him and the original sound stream just now appeared alternately, scratching each other, fighting each other, and they were all questioning:

Color Taoist, hurry up and make a decision. Are you looking for a man or a woman, the original sound stream or the original Xiangdie? !

Yan Zhenci felt a huge grievance: I... I don't want to see anyone, I just want to distinguish whether they are two people or one person, a man or a woman!

Yan Zhenci stood straight on the spot, motionless, twisting his neck almost to the point of breaking.

The smile in Yuan Xiangdie's eyes deepened, and then she gently covered it up, still looking innocent, Shi Shiran came to Yan Zhenci, tiptoed towards the direction where Yan Zhenci turned his head: "Brother Yan—— —”

Yan Zhenci quickly turned his head from left to right.

Yuan Xiangdie changed from leaning to the left to leaning to the right: "Brother Ci——"

Then turn your head from right to left.

Yuan Xiangdie pressed Yan Zhenci's shoulder and did not stomp his feet: "Brother Zhenci!"

Yan Zhenci shuddered, and immediately closed his eyes, he had eaten the weight and made up his mind, no matter what, he just didn't look at people!

Oops--

Yuan Xiangdie coughed twice to hide the smile that almost leaked out.

She let go of her hands, took a step back, and carefully admired Yan Zhenci's heroic appearance, then suddenly moved forward slightly, and put her lips on Yan Zhenci's eyes.

The lips touched the eyelids, the thin layer of eyelids twitched rapidly, and the eyeballs also turned back and forth, every slightest reaction was jerky and seductive.

Yuan Xiangdie unknowingly sticks out her tongue and lightly touches that eyelid.

After teasing, she pulled away, both happy and annoyed: the movement was a little too big, which didn't fit the character of "Yuan Xiangdie", and my good master would doubt it.

With his eyes closed, Yan Zhenci first felt the sweet breath go away, and then felt the sweet breath approach, and then, the warm wind was blowing, and the clear sky was dripping with rain. His eyelids were touched by something, which was light and soft.

Is that a finger, or...?

He was a little nervous, and his heart was beating a little faster.

Yuan Xiangdie left Yan Zhenci, walked away, sat back to the water's edge again, and sighed: "Brother Yan, just now in the illusion, did you see brother?"

Speech and words are like being caught and raped in bed, and the beating heart almost stops.

Yuan Xiangdie ignored the words, put her hands on her knees, put her head on her arms, and said quietly: "I saw my brother. My brother... is dead."

Word pillow words: "???"

He opened his eyes, looked at Yuan Xiangdie, pondered for a moment and said: "What appears in the illusion is only the thoughts in my heart."

Yuan Xiangdie: "Brother Yan, do you mean that I am afraid of my brother's death?"

Words: "Maybe part of it is the expectation of seeing the sound stream."

Yuan Xiangdie smiled: "So what about Brother Yan? What did Brother Yan see just now? What are you looking forward to and afraid of in Brother Yan's heart?"

Words: "..."

He saw himself and the soundtrack... having fun.

He was suddenly in a trance.

He suddenly didn't understand why he had so much fun with the original sound stream in the illusion.

Yuan Xiangdie turned his head: "Brother Yan, sit with me for a while?"

Yan Zhenci did not escape this time, he came to Yuan Xiangdie and sat down on the ground.

In the distance, there are many mountains and emerald greens, and the white grass under the body is like a rug.

For a while, neither of the two spoke, and Qingfeng interpreted the language, sending the sound of trees, water, and all the sounds in the forest from afar, weaving it into a song of natural joy.

Yan Zhenci couldn't help but glance at Yuan Xiangdie.

The woman sitting next to her grasped her robe tightly, her fingertips were plain white, her brows were lightly smoky, she sat quietly on the ground, as if she came from the water in the mist and clouds, and would be broken by a blow.

Yuan Xiangdie said: "Brother Yan, once you find the grass, you will be able to get rid of the poison on your body."

Words: "Not bad."

Yuan Xiangdie said again: "Brother Yan, after detoxing the poison, what are your plans for the next step?"

Yan Zhenci originally had plans, but after the trip to Beijiang, he suddenly became unsure of his plans.So he said: "Not sure yet."

Yuan Xiangdie sighed leisurely.

In fact, she didn't say anything, but she could hear the melancholy of "everything in the world without a feast" from this breath, so she also raised a few strands of inexplicable melancholy.

Yuan Xiangdie: "Back in the northern border, Baicaoqiu had already told us the method of detoxification. If brother Yan doesn't mind, I can help you detoxify later."

Yan Zhenci almost said "Why would I mind?" Fortunately, when the words were about to come out, he felt awkward anyway, and swallowed them almost, thinking about whether to say "I won't mind" or "I don't care." Of course I believe you"...but how come both of them also feel so weird?

There was a long pause in words.

Yuan Xiangdie smiled self-consciously: "It's okay, Brother Zhenci doesn't need to be entangled, I am really worried that if something happens, I can't really help Brother Zhenci."

Yan Zhenci was taken aback: "I didn't mean that."

Yuan Xiangdie: "But if brother is here, brother Zhenci will definitely not hesitate, right?"

Words: "...?"

Yuan Xiangdie lowered his eyes: "After all, my brother... is the descendant of the Yuan family... I was born and died with brother Zhenci... so close... It's natural. It's just... brother Zhenci never thought about it, my inner state, other than wanting to see Elder brother, worrying about elder brother... are you also jealous of elder brother?"

Word pillow words: "???"

The acuity cultivated by countless times of going in and out of the battlefield suddenly raised an ominous premonition in his heart, as if a huge catastrophe was about to come!

Yuan Xiangdie's eyelashes trembled, the butterfly's wings were wet with water, and Fu Rong cried: "Brother Zhenci...has never called me by my name."

After she finished speaking, she suddenly stepped forward and kissed Yan Zhenci's lips.

At the moment of the kiss, Yuan Xiangdie was happy, so a smile appeared on his lips.

She recalled the kiss with Yan Zhenci just now in the illusion, and made a comparison and evaluation. She thought it would be better to poke her tongue in, and taste the taste of mountain spring cooking camellia, but this is too inconsistent with the "Original Xiangdie" "'s setting, all flaws are inseparable.

Since I can't go any further——

Yuan Xiangdie felt Yan Zhenci's body stiffened into a log, his thoughts changed, his heart moved again, and then he slowly came up with a brilliant idea.

She put her voice between her lips and whispered to Yan Zhenci: "Brother Zhenci, if you don't like me, then do you like brother? Brother... Has brother done the same thing as you?"

Words and words heart burst!

After this series of interactions, he was completely thrown into the ditch.

Everything in the world was far away from him, and even the warm fragrance and jade in front of him disappeared in an instant, and there were only two unsolved problems in his mind, which saw back and forth:

Is the person in front of me a man or a woman?

Is what I'm looking at the original Xiangdie like the original sound stream or the original sound stream that has become the original Xiang butterfly?

Is it the original sound stream that I am moved by again and again, or the original sound stream that has become a woman?

I—do I like a man or a woman? !

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Words and words: Is the person in front of me a man or a woman?Is it a man or a woman that I want to see?Do I like a man or a woman?

Comments on the original sound stream: Brother and sister both receive, and the love is not shallow, it is possible.

Word pillow words:? ? ? ? ?