How can I be broken by the enemy in my previous life? [Rebirth]

Situ Qing changed her clothes, but her hair was still green, but he remembered that there was Tang Jing outside the door, so he didn't plan to dry his hair first.

So Situ Qing, with her shiny black and wet hair loose, walked slowly to open the door.

Sure enough, Tang Jing leaned against the door outside the door and lowered his head quietly, as if he was taking a nap.

The movement of Situ Qing pushing the door made Tang Jing raise his head, and he smiled slightly: "Did you finish washing?"

Situ Qing's eyes were slightly cold, and he was about to speak when Tang Jing suddenly stretched out his hand in surprise, and gently twirled Situ Qing's long hair that was still dripping on his shoulder.

Situ Qing raised her eyebrows and knocked Tang Jing's hand off with a slap, but it was too late for Tang Jing to lose. He looked at Situ Qing and sighed, turned around and entered the room.

Just when Situ Qing was frowning and thinking about what happened to Tang Jing, Tang Jing had already walked out from the room holding a snow-white handkerchief.

However, Tang Jing didn't do it arbitrarily, but looked down at the towel in his hand, then raised his hand and handed it to Situ Qing, and said with a helpless smile: "Although you, the leader, are world-class in martial arts, you are not made of iron after all. My body is not good."

Situ Qing looked at the handkerchief Tang Jing handed over and Tang Jing's smiling expression, and was silent for a while. Finally, he reached out and lightly pulled the handkerchief out of Tang Jing's hand, and then wiped it quietly without saying a word. hair.

Seeing Situ Qing like this, Tang Jing smiled silently, feeling that his efforts were somewhat effective.

The water droplets were almost wiped off, but Situ Qing's long hair was still moist, but there was no dripping water, but such black hair was soft and shiny, and it was quietly attached to Situ Qing's face. Can't help but want to reach out and touch it.

So he was just now, the touch of his lightly twisted hair, with a little moisture, the hair seemed to be smooth and could slip through his fingers at any time.

Thinking of this, Tang Jing was slightly lost in thought, and then he made a ridiculous move that he never even dared to think of before.

Tang Jing slowly moved his head towards Situ Qing, only an inch away from Situ Qing's hair, then he sniffed lightly, and said with a soft smile, "Master, you smell so sweet..."

Situ Qing was lowering his head to dry the last drops of water on the ends of his hair with a towel, but Tang Jing's sudden move caught him off guard and he couldn't dodge in time.

The tip of Tang Jing's nose almost touched Situ Qing's hair.

In the next second, Situ Qing's pupils shrank suddenly, and she threw the handkerchief in Tang Jing's face.

With a crisp bang, a red mark appeared on Tang Jing's face. Situ Qing's hands were trembling with anger, and she was about to slap out with a palm when she raised her breath. However, when she saw Tang Jing caressing her face in astonishment, Situ Love has been brewing a good palm but no matter how did not shoot out.

In the end, Situ Qing clenched her fists with a cold face, stepped into the door with a flick of her sleeves, and then slammed the door shut, panting slightly, leaning her back against the door.

Tang Jing outside the door was shocked by the bang, his eyelids trembled, and the expression on his face gradually changed from stiff to complicated and bitter.

In the room, Situ Qing raised his head slightly, and the veins on his neck were faintly emerging - no one had ever dared to treat him so presumptuously and frivolously.

But this is not the main reason why Situ Qing is uneasy at the moment...

Situ Qing was afraid and avoided.

Because no matter in the previous life or in this life, no one can touch his mind like this - not even He Gui.

Situ Qing had a good relationship with He Gui in his previous life, and later he found an opportunity to confide his feelings to He Gui, but was rejected by He Gui, at that time he just felt a little disappointed.

When He Gui died, he shot to death the person who indirectly killed He Gui, and then returned to the Demon Cult with He Gui's ashes.Because of this matter, Situ Qing drank a pot of old daughter's red alone, got drunk, and then kept this matter deep in her heart, even though she was nostalgic again, she didn't appear to be out of control.

But today, faced with Tang Jing's almost presumptuous teasing, Situ Qing was a little overwhelmed, and frequently felt at a loss.

You must know that no matter what time of the day, he is the one who controls the situation and acts freely.

But now, he couldn't even control his own mood completely.

This is the worst.

But Tang Jing stood outside the door for a long time, still did not hear any movement inside the door, finally he sighed a little lonely, then walked up silently, reached out and gently stroked the carved door panel.

Situ Qing tried her best to control her mood swings, but at this moment, a shadow came up behind her, blocking the light in the room.

Situ Qing's heart skipped a beat.

The window screen was very thin, and Situ Qing didn't know if Tang Jing could see him clearly. At this moment, he didn't turn around and didn't move. He just stood there quietly as if he was a transparent person.

I don't know how long it took, but it was so long that Situ Qing felt that the place where her wet hair was draped behind her was cold.

Finally, the shadow left.

Situ Qing breathed a sigh of relief in her heart at that time, but when she really heard the footsteps outside the door fading away, Situ Qing felt somewhat disappointed for no reason.

Hanging eyes clenched her fists tightly, Situ Qing thought to herself: If Zhuo Yun doesn't come again, he will cut off his hand and have to leave this place.

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Tang Jing's self-esteem was frustrated by Situ Qing's blunt refusal, and he left the small courtyard alone in great disappointment. Coincidentally, as soon as Tang Jing left the small courtyard, a maid came to tell Tang Jing—Chu Huaijing invited Tang Jing Go to the Plum Garden to reminisce about the old days.

Tang Jing was a little strange about how often Chu Huaijing wanted to meet him, but he didn't think too much about it, so he nodded and agreed. After that, he asked the maid to retreat, and walked slowly by himself in the direction of the plum garden. go.

After leaving the palace for half a year, Tang Jing was not even familiar with the road to the palace. When Tang Jing came to the plum garden, he was slightly dazed looking at the bare plum trees and the empty gazebo in the distance.Suddenly, a man in a dark green servant uniform rushed over from the rockery next to Tang Jing with a bucket of water.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Tang Jing's heart trembled, and without looking back, he raised his hand and swished out three steel nails.

The bucket full of zhenqi was nailed with steel nails, and exploded in the air with a bang, and the fragments scattered. Tang Jing took two quick steps back and raised his sleeve to block it, but a large area of ​​his body was still splashed with water.

And that servant took advantage of this opportunity to pounce on him, slashing at Tang Jing's throat with his left palm, and poking at the Qihai acupoint under Tang Jing's abdomen with his right hand.