[Sword Three] Dongdu Wolf's Stupidity

But seeing through the illusion of emptiness, Mo Zhi turned from a goddess to a liar who deceived her feelings.

In the past few days, even if the two of them walked together, Chen Hao kept away from Mo Zhi. Until one day when Mo Zhi, who was good at martial arts, dragged her into the room, Chen Hao tightly covered his chest, fearing that Mo Zhi would Suddenly revealed the appearance of a jackal, tiger and leopard, and devoured him alive...

In her daughter's boudoir with the windows closed, Mo Zhi drew her eyebrows in front of the bronze mirror, slightly pursed her lips, and looked as coquettish as that night.

"I heard from Sister Qiuzi that you are quite capable of dealing with emotional matters."

Chen Hao shook his head hastily: "No! Except for Li Tieqin, I have never been in a serious relationship."

Mo Zhi pretended not to hear, and continued: "I heard that Dr. Feng and Ye Buxiu were very unhappy in those days. Without you, I'm afraid the two of them wouldn't be able to get along, right?"

"It's all because of Ye Buxiu's hard work, which moved Feng Lian! I believe that if Mo Zhimei has been chasing the road for a long distance, she will surely wear the stone through the water, clear the clouds and mist to see the sun, and return home with a bald donkey as soon as possible! Looks like you So good-looking, not to mention a monk who can return to vulgarity, even a person who abides by the five precepts all his life, will be shocked by your astonishing appearance, and step into the world of mortals!" Chen Hao said dancing, with his hands on his knees. Eyes full of tears stared at Mo Zhi and blinked: "Mo Zhi beauty, I can go back now! He knows that if I come to you again, he will break my leg!"

Mo Zhi put down the eyebrow pencil in her hand, stood up and approached Chen Hao, her slender white fingers caressed her thin lips, and the corners of her lips smiled coquettishly: "Go back? I invite you to come and sit in my boudoir? You said you can go back when you go back?"

"Brother! It's just my two old men sitting in it, can you talk well?! Even if you use a man's voice to explain the problem, I won't say it! You are so disgusting to me, how can you tell me to sit Continue to communicate with you in the same room?"

At this time, Chen Hao already had a bitter expression on his face, thinking of the way he had been infatuated with Mo Zhi in his mind, he wished to bump his head to death!Why is it that the first goddess I fell in love with was actually a tough man!Can you still have fun!

But Mo Zhi didn't realize this at all, she stretched out her hand to pinch Chen Hao's chin, and kept rubbing her fingertips on his cheeks. Coupled with her daughter's makeup, she looked like a peony flower in a dog's tail grass, charming and seductive. Seemingly out of this world, Chen Hao lost his mind for two or three seconds, and even the smirk at the corner of his mouth was left on the back of Mo Zhi's hand.

With a 'snap', Chen Hao's left face was instantly covered with a bright red, and the male voice that seemed to be panting coquettishly sounded in his ears again: "What do you mean by your other eyes? How can you take advantage of me?"

"Brother Mo...spirituality is a disease! You have to be cured! You have to take medicine! I, Chen Hao, am just a powerless dancer. If you change your face at every turn like this, I don't even have enough life for you to torment..."

"What? Are you complaining to me?"

Mo Zhi's eyes froze for a moment, Chen Hao swallowed all his complaints, immediately covered his face with a flattering smile, and grabbed Mo Zhi's sleeve: "Why don't we talk about how to attack a lay monk?" Question! But? I want to ask you, why do you trust me to let you be with Master Wu Nian?"

"The first time I saw you, you were just like my sister. You spoke in a strange way. There were things you couldn't understand, but you could understand the general meaning. That's why I hate you. Some similar people are all such a wretched villain..."

"Your sister is similar to me? Impossible! I..."

"Actually, I'm not interested in Shaolin monks. Zhi'er said that if possible, she would go to Shaolin Temple to marry a monk. Zhi'er and I have been dependent on each other since we were young. In a disaster, the Mo family ransacked and beheaded." , I was the only one who fled out with Zhi'er taking advantage of the chaos, and wanted to seek refuge with the Ye family who had a marriage contract, but was kicked out by Shuangshuang. I was able to get away from the pain of this mundane thing, but my sister has always been by my side to encourage me, and then I entered Qixiufang. After a year of separation, Mo Zhi still secretly brought me into Qixiufang to live..."

...

That year, he and his younger sister were both eight years old, and there were people coming and going in Xiufang. When they were young twins, the two looked alike, and they were not too familiar with each other, so it was impossible to tell who was Mo Zhi, just like this, he mixed into Xiufang and shared a bedroom with his sister.

The younger sister speaks strangely, and she is easily withdrawn by others, so there are fewer people who can find the two brothers and sisters...

It is summer, the trees are full of peaches, plums and apricots, and butterflies fly from time to time. In the most secluded dormitory, a girl in pink stands in the courtyard dancing a fan, looking cute and cute.

"Brother, let's dance the fan with Zhi'er too! I think if this Xiufang can accept men, the appearance of my brother dancing a fan and wielding a sword must be the prettiest among those elder sisters. If you can't help but dance outside the Shaolin gate, the little monk will Obediently followed my brother back."

Mo Zhi touched the tip of her sister's nose with her fingertips. They were only eight years old. The two were about the same size. Mo Zhi was also dressed in a daughter's attire, and the corners of her lips were slightly raised, showing the gentleness that a brother should have.

"Ghost spirit, why do you think about that little monk in Shaolin Temple all day long, isn't your brother prettier than that monk?"

"Of course, my brother is the most beautiful person in the world! But the Buddha is the official match, the two of us will bring back a little monk, and then go back to the mountains and forests, and live a life that even the gods will envy, how wonderful!"

"I am a dignified man. If I want to marry, I should marry a beautiful girl like my sister. What kind of little bald donkey from Shaolin Temple are you looking for, silly girl..."

The younger sister stuck out her tongue at Mo Zhi, and hugged Mo Zhi's waist with both hands, with a slightly curved body, her small head was still rubbing against Mo Zhi's chest, with a sweet smile on her face.

"Zhi'er likes monks, and likes the Shaolin Temple the most, which is neither cold nor indifferent, and even sacrificed himself for my bald donkey. It's a pity that that person and I have never seen each other in the world, and he gave up his life to someone else. I just want to give that bald donkey a real orange again." Heart, I didn't expect that my sister, who killed me, killed me until time travel, he stood by and watched, but when I came here, I still like the bald donkey so much..."

Mo Zhi couldn't understand what her sister said, maybe she was making up stories with him again, but Mo Zhi could feel her chest wet.

He wanted to raise his hand to touch his younger sister's hair, but the younger sister squeezed out of his arms and looked at him with a silly grin.

"Brother, I'm fine. I feel bad after I edit this vernacular. Don't worry, there are tens of thousands of bald donkeys in the world. Without that one, this lady can still go and adopt a real Shaolin monk. That's why I don't care. need him..."