Everyday ordinary of Miss Miura

"So... what do you mean by that?"

After the shock, Miura Haru calmed down his delicate mood, recovered his flat voice and asked the young man who seemed to have suddenly lost his mind, no, young ghost.

"This is Dongzhu."

Tong Mo didn't seem to hear, he took Miura Haru's wrist with his cold hand, led her into the golden treasure room, and picked up a string of polished and gorgeous pearls in series. The completed bead chain was presented to Miura Haru, and he explained to her with a smile:

"There is no clam in the Yishu River, and there is no pearl in a boat full of clams."

"What does it mean?"

Miura Haru didn't take it, but just stared at this incredible beautiful string of beads.Seeing that she didn't pick it up, Tong Mo felt bored, so he threw the bead chain back to the pile of jewels, and lazily continued to explain:

"It means how many rivers can't find a single pearl oyster, even if the pearl oysters are piled up in a boat, you can't find a single east pearl. The east pearl is a rare pearl, and it is planting flowers. This is only available on the crowns of emperors and empresses. Treasures worthy of adornment."

He picked up another pearl, about the size of a [-]-yen coin, and said:

"This is also Dongzhu. According to the current price, it is about [-] million yen? I can't remember."

As he spoke, he took the Dongzhu and walked up to Miura Haru, and forced it into her hand:

"Take it and play."

"???"

Miura Haru was forced to hold [-] million, feeling very speechless in his heart, raised his eyebrows:

"What are you doing for me? I don't need it."

She took [-] million to play because she was sick?It's not her money, it's a hot potato.

"Do you not like it?"

Tong Mo seemed a little surprised, then flipped through it again, took out several other colorful gemstones, each the size of a pigeon egg, and put them in front of her, asking:

"If you don't like Dongzhu, here are opals, rubies, and diamonds; if you don't like stones, I also have sheep fat jade, Hetian jade, Dongling jade, whichever one you like, I will give you all to play with." OK."

It's really a declaration of a rich and powerful local tyrant, and it's almost a half-kids.

Haru Miura put the Dongzhu in his hand directly, blended into the pile of gems, and said lightly:

"I do not want anything."

"This is a bit of a headache... My wild rose, what do you want?"

Looking at the returned jewelry, Tong Mo was a little puzzled.

"I'm the one who should be troubled, right? Why are you giving me these things for no reason? Are you out of your mind or forgot to take your medicine."

Miura Haru didn't want to play with this weird leader, so he turned around and wanted to leave, but Tong Mo suddenly stretched out his hand, and the sharp golden fan stopped Miura Haru from walking.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Haru Miura looked down at the fan blocking him, and sighed inadvertently.

Tong Mo's soft voice came like a feather:

"I once heard Qin Ye say that if there is a rift between human beings, as long as they give each other gifts, they can make up. Although I don't think there is a gap between us, your face seems to believe that we have conflicts. So, That's it, in human parlance, I'm probably... suing for peace?"

At the end, Tong Mo's slightly raised ending sound reached the girl's ears with provocative intimacy, making her tremble all over.

"Get away from me...don't talk so disgustingly..."

With one move, the girl moved a meter away from Tong Mo.

The beautiful Master Hierarch was stunned for a moment, then smiled suddenly, throwing the jewels in his hands back casually, as if he didn't know that the rubbish jewels in his hands could buy almost half of the town. He grabbed Miura Haru's hand tightly, and said with a deep smile in his voice:

"My briar... let's make up."

Miura Haru wanted to break free, but suddenly found that Tong Mo's movements seemed weak but in fact it was difficult to break free, she felt something was wrong, and the increasingly obvious killing intent and malice on Tong Mo made her feel a little nauseous.

"I do not know what you're talking about."

She said in a low voice, lowering her head and not wanting to look into the other party's eyes, but the other party immediately pulled her into his arms, wrapped one arm around her waist, and still held her wrist with the other hand. The pupils met the grape-colored ones, and after a while, Tong Mo smiled lightly:

"My wild rose, you are so naughty."

He leaned close to her ear, with a hint of malice in his frivolous tone:

"Although my patience has always been the best in winding, I can't guarantee that I won't lose patience with you. What do you say, my lovely wild rose..."

He let go of the hand that was holding Miura Haru's wrist tightly, and gently caressed her face. The cold and slender hand seemed to be touching a rare pearl, gently and charmingly lingering on the girl's cheek.

"Well......"

The tip of his nose was filled with the cool lotus scent from Tong Mo's body, but it also had a faint lingering smell of blood. Haru Miura felt that his stomach was churning at this time, as if he wanted to return the food he ate for dinner.

want to vomit.

But she dare not.

It's not because he's afraid of Tong Mo, after all, there is a spirit of speech, if Tong Mo wants to eat her, he has to weigh it carefully.She didn't want to vomit, just because she didn't want to show her unbearable side in front of Shangxian Ghost.

On the other side, Tong Mo's face has already started to appear pink, which represents excitement, his colorful eyes are shining brightly, and the colors start to rotate. After a while, the word "winding" appeared in his right eye, and the word "winding" appeared in his left eye. The word "two" was dropped.

For the first time, he showed his characteristics as the second of the first string, even the corners of his eyes were smiling. He let go of Harun Miura, spread his fan, and gently covered the corners of his mouth. I don’t know if it was Harun Miura’s illusion. He heard the sound of "gulu", "gulu" from his throat.

At this time, Sanpuchun realized belatedly that she seemed to have made Tong Mo anxious again.

I don't know what's going on with this winding two, but he always looks like he's going to eat people if he doesn't agree with each other. It's really difficult to deal with.

No, you have to get out of here first.

Haru Miura began to back away slowly, trying to get to the door and open it.

But Tong Mo seems to have noticed her thoughts, and smiled:

"I locked the door."

"..."

I would like to ask Tong Mo to eat...the wisteria set meal.

San Puchun had no choice but to stand where she was, thinking about how to stop Tong Mo's murderous aura, she managed to suppress the nausea a little, and if she didn't leave here, she might only pollute the room full of big treasures.

Even though all the things here belonged to children's mills, but if they accidentally spit on these big babies, Miura Haru felt that he would cry.

"My briar..."

Tong Mo suddenly walked towards Miura Harun step by step. Every time she took a step forward, the girl took a step back until her back bumped against a door. Then she knew that she was cornered and had no way to retreat.

The girl slowly sat on the ground, trying her best to keep steady, looked up at Tong Mo who had already walked in front of her and looked down at her with a calm expression, as if she didn't see any fear.

The tall figure also squatted down, and Tong Mo's charming face, which was stained by the red glow, came close to her. He looked at Miura Haru's plain expression for a long while, and suddenly burst into tears:

"Ugh..."

He covered the corners of his eyes with his wide sleeves, pretending to wipe away his tears.

"Xiaochun..."

He no longer called her "Wild Rose", but suddenly called her name, and then smiled through tears:

"You are not allowed to leave me."

He stretched out his hand again, lovingly caressing the girl's cheek. The skin touched by the palm was so warm and delicate, but it almost made his palm ache. He suddenly felt an unprecedented joy flooding his whole body. There is an impulse in me,

Let him do this action subconsciously without much thought——

He threw himself at the young girl and pressed her under his body.

In a whirl, Miura Haru only saw the eyes of Shangxian Er, which turned back to the clear and clean seven-colored pupils again. There was no winding, no word Er, it was so pure.

The clear lotus fragrance filled the tip of the nose, followed by the looming smell of blood.

Her lips were suddenly touched by something moist, and Miura Haru opened her eyes wide, only to see Tong Mo sticking out her dexterous tongue, and gently licked up from the corner of her lips again.

"Om-"

Her mind seemed to be blown up by something, buzzing and chaotic, and the face of Tong Mo in front of her gradually seemed to make her unable to see clearly.

Until the other party's soft lips were attached, and the cold touch was rubbed on the lips. Seeing that she did not respond, the owner of the lips seemed to stick out his tongue to pry open her white teeth in dissatisfaction, and leaned on her lips and teeth.

The world is in chaos and breathing is stagnant.

The only thing that was clear was the increasingly thick smell of blood on his body, and the gradually heavy breathing of the other party.

Tong's sharp nails had been embedded into her shoulders, and he finally revealed his appearance as a ghost.The pain on the shoulder was so intense that blood flowed down the shoulder like a gurgling stream to the ground, staining the scattered gems on the ground red.

His stomach was overwhelmed, and his throat gradually became sour.

I don't know where the courage and strength came from, Miura Haru pushed away the body that was pressing on her at once, and knocked open the door in chaos. If she stopped for a while at this time, she would find that the door was not locked at all.However, she was dizzy at this time, and more importantly, the nausea that had reached her throat could no longer be suppressed.

She just ran out of the door, and couldn't bear it anymore, and vomited on the floor with a "wow".

A strange smell suddenly filled the underground corridor.

"Well......"

She supported the wall, knowing in her heart that she had lost all face, but she didn't have any mental strength to think about how to clean up the mess.

It's all Tong Mo's fault.

The smell of blood on his body made her more uncomfortable than rotting meat.

Tong Mo walked slowly behind her, he seemed to be very surprised by the mess, but maybe he was satisfied for a moment with the actions he made to the girl in the treasure room just now, he shook the wall indifferently If you put the drawstring on it, someone will come to clean it up.

He suddenly picked up the girl with paralyzed limbs, and wanted to take her to the bedroom, but for Miura Haru, she was once again surrounded by the smell of blood, so her face turned purple, and she struggled to turn her face to the ground where she had just vomited. Vomited once.

And it seemed that he instantly understood why Harun Miura vomited the first string, and the smile on the corner of his mouth suddenly froze.

How can it be?He takes a good shower and shampoo every day!

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'Take the time Hua Cong lazy to look back, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be king. '

—— Yuan Zhen