naive rivers and lakes

If it were my senior brother, he would spread out the iron fan and take it back with a bang, holding the iron fan against his chin and saying slowly: "Beauty——you are so stalking, I thought you liked me so much, Do you want to make a promise with your body—" Taohua rolled her eyes, her brows were flamboyant, and there was a playful smile on her lips.

But I am not strong enough to do it, and I am easily distracted by the people in front of me. After all, the people in front of me can talk nonsense with their eyes open and regard me as a "beauty". Shaking is not bad, after finally forcibly suppressing the boiling qi and blood, thousands of bamboo leaves rushed towards him like knives and swords.

Pick the flowers and fly the leaves.My skill is not enough to see, so I simply don't resist, this fight is unnecessary, my father taught me everything my opponent is proficient in, if I hadn't followed my father since I was a child, I would have doubted whether he betrayed us, privately Zizai adopted another apprentice outside.Why does it feel like suddenly discovering that one is an illegitimate child?Inexplicably want to laugh.

Judging from the interested expression on the other side's raised eyebrows, maybe I really smiled.

I smiled, sat down cross-legged, and said bluntly, "Beauty—don't make trouble, you could kill me last time, I know you are much better than me in martial arts, I can't run away at all, But this time, I got into a catastrophe, oh, look, there are still soldiers chasing after me, if there is anything else, we can talk about it another day, okay? I'll invite you to drink tea." After all, I was infected, I thought , pressed Xueman in his hand, and when the man turned his head, he threw the cartilage-hardened blade out.

He turned his head and saw the pursuers, just laughed, waved his sleeves, and the bamboo leaves pierced the throats of those people, without a trace of blood, it could kill people, I fled hastily, facing the attack of thousands of bamboo leaves, Resolutely wrapped my body with not-so-thick internal energy, and jumped down to a brothel at my feet, that is a safe place that my senior brother told me, if there is anything, I can lead the disaster to a safe place.

I grabbed onto the eaves and flipped down, and my fingers were almost cut. The misfortune almost flowed away, but I saw a hand, slender, white and well-defined, with a sense of strength between the fingers, he grabbed it. What? He stretched out another hand to grab my wrist and put it up. The fingers were slightly cold. When he bent down, he still had a bewitching smell on his body. It only belongs to men. He secretly moved it once and for all. The heartstrings make people in a certain moment, confused and fascinated.

I don't know what's wrong with this man, as soon as he fished me up, he touched my cheek with his fingers, subconsciously trying to struggle, but his body was limp and weak, so he could only grab the tiles and was crushed by the rough tiles with all his strength. The piece cut through my palm, and the pain made me wake up in an instant. I gritted my teeth and simply lay in the arms of the person without speaking, closing my eyes and refusing to repeat the old pattern of last time.

Sure enough, I am too weak, so I can only be held under the hands of people, like a rabbit, a newborn kitten or puppy who is not enough to be teased by people, this is really, very uncomfortable.

"Hey, don't make trouble, I don't like to force others to make things difficult, but you are mine, you have to be clear." The man leaned over and whispered, the words were as soft as whispering to a lover, and the next second sure enough, it was not unexpected at all. He stuck it up and bit my earlobe. I'm used to this way of flirting with women, so I wasn't surprised at all. I tilted my head, and the soft lips barely brushed past, like flower petals passing by my earlobe unintentionally. Gently overdone.

He probably didn't like it, he pressed my head firmly, lowered his head, and rubbed his warm lips against my neck, just rubbing back and forth, slowly to the point of torture, even if he didn't look up at his face, he would just hit my neck. Flipping out the beautiful thoughts that fill people's hearts.In the end, he pressed against my cheek, sweeping his wet tongue.

"Here, it's not good to have a good face with a wound. It's not my fault. This knife belongs to you, and the cartilage powder also belongs to you. Also, don't pretend to be dead." He said.The tone sounded unexpectedly kind.

I didn't listen, and continued to choose to play dead, so as not to be deceived.

Then the next second, the moment my waist and legs were picked up, I regretted it, I just wanted to yell, the residual heat on my face and neck hadn't dissipated, this embarrassing action forced me to face in an instant It burned up, turned red and transparent. I have lived for 16 years, and I have never been treated like this. This way of being treated as a weak woman makes me want to find a crack in the ground and hide it. This method , It's really close to my bottom line.

When my father went down the mountain and took me to play in the brothel, he opened his mouth to eat both men and women, fished one and hugged the other, no matter how frivolous and dissolute he was, he could do it, but when he smiled, his eyes were playful and indifferent, he He has read all over the world of mortals, and to him, no matter what color is, it doesn't have much effect.But me, I even refused the Abi that my father offered me. I don’t touch it at all. With the belt tied, I drank and slept next to the quilt, chatting with others about poetry, piano, calligraphy and painting.

Thinking of this moment, I raised my eyes, and he scratched my chin like a cat and jokingly said, "Yo——I'm blushing." I looked at those eyes, which were bloodshot, like the rumored ghosts and monsters should have. , when he smiles, he is full of coquettish and ghostly aura, but I guess, his eyes are the same as my father's, they should be cold and thin.

"I'm so mad at you." I laughed, my heart felt empty, a little uncomfortable, and I was scratching my head trying to fill the gap. I should have realized one thing a long time ago. I am interested in women. , likes to flirt, likes to tease, and will feel pity, but the things on the bed are not the slightest interest.I think it's a bit dangerous. The man in front of me is really dangerous to me.

It was just a hazy and unreasonable intuition, and I never thought it would come true.

"What's your name? You know mine, but I don't know yours. It's not fair." I asked with a smile, and couldn't hold any other expressions on my face except laughter.

His answer was scattered in the wind, only two words, Hua Fan.I think it's a bit feminine, but it suits him very well, it couldn't be better. When I mention it, I can think of flowers, so beautiful and shining, so much like him.Damn it, can't he be a quiet beauty for people to watch?He just likes to commit crimes based on beauty, and treats others as beauties. Leaving aside martial arts, just being tough and domineering is enough to torture people.

The world pays attention to the word fate, there are good fates, good fates, naturally there are bad fates, I met Huafan, it was God's will, some people will meet sooner or later, besides, he didn't take my life, which is already excellent After all, judging from my father's temperament, he has done a lot of outrageous things in the past. Thinking about it this way, I'm lucky, I didn't meet anyone who directly planned to kill me.Thinking that I, a 16-year-old boy, was able to give birth to such a consciousness because I was forced by this chaotic world.

I was so sleepy that at some point, I fell asleep in a daze.

Then I woke up alive from hunger, and when I propped myself up, I was already lying on the soft bed. I thought I was in the Chen Mansion, and I touched my sleeve in a daze, but Xueman was still there, and then I went to touch the pillow, but nothing happened. When he touched Fusheng, he only touched a slightly cold hand, he quickly shrank back, and woke up suddenly.

I looked at the overly gorgeous face in front of me, I didn't have any interest, I softened my eyebrows irritably, maybe it's because I haven't had a good night's sleep these days, once the matter is over, and I feel from the bottom of my heart that Huafan won't want me Life, the whole person suddenly relaxed, slept too much, but fell asleep with a headache. "Don't talk, I have a headache, really." I rubbed between my brows, trying to restrain myself from avoiding that hand. The reason is nothing more than other reasons. I just think that I can't beat Huafan, and I don't know what he wants to do to me. The only way is to wait for the opportunity, not to mention a fatal blow, as long as you can escape it is considered good.

If I accidentally provoke someone, I will be the one who is unlucky.

He pressed my chin, picked up a cup and handed it to my lips, and said a word to me in a soft voice like coaxing a child: "Drink." I swallowed the water obediently, and after drinking it, I swallowed it dryly. The sand-like throat improved a lot, Huafan handed me a second cup, and after I swallowed, he put down his hand on my chin, and before I could breathe a sigh of relief, he pressed my temples and rubbed them, fingers Slightly cold, unable to escape, tough and domineering, but also soaked in a gentle and lingering atmosphere.

After he finished pressing, he stared straight at me, and I lowered my eyes to stare at the quilt, the brocade quilt, the fingers are draped smoothly, why is it a bright red quilt like the one used when we were married?This is really weird, before I had any doubts, my stomach growled, and the long voice protested, I touched my empty stomach, but I couldn't bear his eyes that wanted to eat me alive, I spread my hands and said helplessly: " I'm hungry, please give me something to eat, steamed buns are fine, I can feed myself well."

For some reason, Hua Fan was amused by my words, his eyes narrowed and a smile spread on his lips, he rubbed my head, got up, gave me Fu Sheng, and said: "Your father and I Said, in the future he wants two knives, one called Fusheng, one called Zunqianlao, for his children or apprentices, the smart one, the Zunqianlao, the stupid one, Fusheng, this one is three feet long Five inches and nine points, do you know why your father left you this missing sword?"

I shook my head and sincerely said that I don't know. He stopped walking, curled his fingers and flicked my forehead in a playful tone, and used a little force to flick my forehead fingers, "It's right if you don't know, I guess too." not come out."

He opened the door and left, and I relaxed and collapsed on the bed.

The author has something to say:

Hua Fan saw the young man messing up his broken hair, and blinked a pair of unobtrusive peach blossom eyes. He put his hands down and looked helpless, and innocently said that I was well supported, as if he was afraid that he would dislike his trouble, little milk cat Cautiously probing, with a little vigilance, soft but ready to pounce and take a bite at any time.

Let him have the idea of ​​taming this boy.

As for possessing people, it was a long time ago, and it was just a momentary thought at that time.

Knowing that the boy with half of the dimples on his face when he smiled appeared in front of him again, this thought uncontrollably swelled and boiled.increasingly profound.