[Tutorial] Butterfly Effect

I heard that the skylark was extremely angry because the boiled duck flew away and the corpse had not been received yet, and used the people of the Nero family and the Qinghe Society as a tool to vent.

It seems that his temper is really not covered.

Ah Qing felt sad for the two cannon fodder families while reviewing the running documents.Just thinking about it makes me feel very sad.

No wonder, although Skylark doesn't usually hit women, it's different for her.Especially when she was extremely angry, even though she was still in a hardened state at that time, she was still kidnapped by the other party.

Fortunately, the gunshot wound was not serious, and Yunque didn't strike too hard. She is still fighting bravely at the front line of approving documents.

It is worth mentioning that she finally felt the inheritance from Sylvia.That is hypnosis.

If it wasn't for the flash of inspiration at that moment, maybe she would have been transported back by the coffin.

But since then, her reconnaissance journey has been smooth and smooth, and Yunque, who learned of this ability, has become even more intensified, regardless of all reconnaissance missions, leaving all matters, large and small, to Qing.

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It is the second year of coming to Bingsheng.Ah Qing is 20 years old.She gradually became famous.

She only knows that with these eyes, she can have all the information she wants.Unknowingly.And she finally found that she gradually resembled the Sylvia in her memory.Not only the gradually darkening hair color, but also the elegance of every gesture with every frown and smile.

As long as you rely on this face, these eyes, and this mouth, there is nothing you can't do.

Ah Qing's strength finally got Yunque's acquiescence.Although the other party is still lukewarm, he finally has a place in Pengo Lie's Japanese branch and the Fengji Consortium.

She concealed her witness identity, using the pseudonym Farfalla.Butterfly.Fanning the beautiful and short-lived creatures.

"I said. It's too boring to approve documents and approve documents every day, and go on missions and missions." Ah Qing vigorously stirred the miso soup in the bowl, and scooped up a piece of white and tender tofu.

"Hmph." Yunque glanced at Ah Qing who was carefree and rude at the base, and couldn't connect her with the elegant woman when she was on the mission.He pinched the chopsticks with his slender knuckles, and put the moist rice into his mouth to chew carefully, ignoring the other party's madness.

"...Ah." Ah Qing put down his chopsticks and raised his face.

The 20-year-old Ah Qing has become more charming and charming at the critical moment of life and death.With a somewhat vague and dangerous atmosphere.I don't know if it's because I have worked with Skylark for a long time, but I always feel that this potential threat has gradually become stronger.

She narrowed her eyes, and her mouth opened in a nasty arc.

Skylark paused with the chopsticks to eat independently, then raised his eyes and glanced at Qing.That look must not be thinking about any auspicious things, he lowered his eyes again, ignoring the other person's expression.

"If you don't eat it, it will be collected." He thought for a while, and added an unquestionable threat.

Ah Qing rolled her eyes at him, but those more mature eyes were as swaying as winking.She feebly picked up the chopsticks and poked the rice in the bowl.

"There will be people from the herbivores in an hour. You will receive them." Lark finished the last grain of rice in the bowl with little interest, put down his chopsticks, set the bowl and chopsticks, and got up to leave.

"Hey you—!" Ah Qing didn't have time to retort when she saw Yunque disappear at the door of the restaurant, leaving her alone with a bowl of rice.

Ah Qing angrily dropped the bowl and chopsticks and went back to the room.Looking at the room that has been rearranged according to the structure in memory this year, the water lilies faintly blooming in the misty fragrance are lingering in the world in this pot.She lifted the dark red gauze curtain, leaned heavily on the chair, and let the incense in the stove calm her heart.

She took out a sketchbook from the drawer of the desk, picked up the signature pen on the desk, and started to draw.The sketchbook has been with her here for two years, and she has changed one after another. When she has nothing to do, she will take it out and scribble casually.

"Meow~" Hanamaki jumped onto the table in front of Ah Qing with light cat steps, and rubbed her hand.

"What's wrong?" Qing stopped the pen in his hand and scratched Hanamaki's chin.It made a purring sound and licked Qing's fingers comfortably.

She gathered up her large black bathrobe, crossed her legs and hugged the Hanamaki onto her lap.Hanamaki has been with her for eight years, and according to the cat's age, it is already much older than her.The smooth black fur looked like a fine brocade, and those emerald-like eyes blinked, making Ah Qing suddenly think of someone.

Hanamaki playfully turned over, exposing her belly, stretched out her paws and scratched Kiyo's long brown hair.

"Why are you so naughty today." Ah Qing grinned, but the original brown eyes were filled with the clarity of a starry night.She looks more and more like Sylvia, and maybe it won't be long before she will become the woman with black hair and black eyes in the memory fragment.

Hanamaki let out a coquettish "meow" again, obediently rubbing her head against Ah Qing's palm.It suddenly sensed something, raised its head, moved its ears, kicked off Ah Qing's hand and ran towards the door.

"Hanjuan—!" Ah Qing was startled, and hurriedly chased after it.

"Oh..." She bumped into something suddenly, took a few steps back in pain, then watched Hanamaki run into a pair of generous palms, and jumped into someone's arms.

Hanamaki blinked mischievously her emerald eyes in his arms, like the eyes of a man, with a little bit of green, like the most precious gemstone.

The other party's silver hair was lingering on the fair cheeks, the ends were slightly raised, and the deep facial features were as deep as a perfect sculpture. A pair of silver-gray eyes flashed the familiar emerald color and drew an elegant arc.He was gently stroking Hanamaki's head with soft eyes.

Ah Qing raised his head and looked at the man leaning against the door frame in front of him.Can't help but feel a little lost.

"You..." She moved her slightly parched throat, suddenly unable to find words to organize.

The other party put the Hanamaki back into her arms, a look of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she turned her head slightly: "So this is how the Japanese branch entertains guests?"

"Ah, I'm sorry..." Ah Qing hurriedly put the flower roll back into the room, went back and closed the sketchbook, locked it in the drawer, and walked towards the door again.

Heji just stared at her wearing a large black bathrobe, not knowing what he was thinking.Then he looked at Ah Qing's face with searching eyes, and his beautiful eyebrows were slightly frowned.

"Your appearance..." He blocked the door, looking at Ah Qing who was a head shorter than him.

"What's the matter?" Ah Qing brushed her hair by her collarbone, showing a natural and irresistible obsequiousness in every gesture, "Do you feel like Sylvia?"

Prison Temple pursed his lips tightly, his eyes told her that her thoughts were right.

"It seems to have started from the day I inherited Sylvia." She smiled casually, closed her collar, and rolled her eyes.She doesn't care what she looks like, at least she still looks like herself now, and she looks like Sylvia, but she is more beautiful than her previous self.For women who love beauty by nature, why not do it.

"Don't stand at the door, come in and sit down." Ah Qing glanced at him, then walked directly into the light curtain.

Prison Temple hesitated for a moment, and stepped into this fragrant oriental world.Wherever he went, there were lotus flowers everywhere, and the clear and cold lotus flowers merged with the large dark red gauze curtain, forming an unspeakable strangeness, as if he hadn't seen Ah Qing's face for two years.

"Farfalla...it's you, right." He sat on the sofa and ruffled his short silver hair.

Through the information from the Japanese branch, the woman named Farfalla went to various places where accidents might occur, appeared beside different mafia backbones, and brought a steady stream of light or heavy intelligence to Pengo Lie.

Everyone only regards her as a courtesan who can take all men and women, a velvet with means and beauty.No one who has been in contact with her has said anything bad about her—of course, that is because Qing will hypnotize them without knowing it, and transmit the information she shaped into the subconscious of the other party.

It is easy to obtain information, and she lives like a fish in water in this intricate Shura field.

"Yes." Ah Qing leaned back on the chair and turned around, looking at the elegant matte Danko flowing on her nails.

"You've been living like this for the past two years...?" He clenched his hands slightly, his voice trembling.

"What's the matter? At least I've done a lot for Penger in the past two years." She lightly blew on her nails, then lazily raised her eyes, and her beautifully curved dark eyes flashed across the prison temple's face.

"By this method?" Prison Temple's shoulders trembled slightly, recalling the information from the front line.The woman with long brows is wearing a slim cheongsam, her hair is loosely tied up with hairpins, and she follows the men and women with soft smiles.

He couldn't imagine that in just two years, the girl who smiled crookedly became a charming woman who looked forward to her eyes.His memory still stays on the girl with flushed cheeks and amber eyes like clear gems.The color in the eyes of the woman in front of him had already settled, turning into a complexity that he couldn't understand.

"Don't think about it too much, but no one dares to touch me." Ah Qing put her hand on the table and looked at the complex looking prison temple with her chin, "You know...my ability."

Ah Qing's words made the prison temple's chaotic mind suddenly clear. He closed his emerald eyes, and when he opened them again, he became calm.

"Okay, let's get down to business." She knocked on the table and changed her serious eyes.

Prison Temple folded his hands, hesitated for a moment and said: "...it's nothing. I just came here for a routine inspection."

"Pfft. It seems that the guardians don't need to come in person for the routine inspection..." Ah Qing covered her lips with her hand and smiled softly.Inspections seem to be assigned to reliable lower-level personnel. It is really unheard of to send guardians here, "Oh, by the way, I remember you said that I will only add to the chaos."

Ah Qing curled her lips, remembering the words Prison Temple had yelled at herself before parting.

"You—!" Prison Temple's expression changed, then he turned his head and folded his hands around his chest.

"I remember correctly." She grinned, showing a mischievous smile.

For these words, she also kept trying to become stronger, just to not add trouble to Pengo Lie, and not to be looked down upon by the self-confident man in front of her.

The prison temple straightened the line of his lips, his face was livid.He gritted his teeth, and then snorted softly: "I, my... didn't mean it..."

"But I've been sad about it for a long time." Ah Qing stroked his hair with his fingers, his tone could not help but be tinged with grievance.Then she successfully saw the other party's expression gloomy again.

"Holding, I'm sorry..." Prison Temple stroked his forehead and said a little uncomfortably.After finishing speaking, he glanced at this office. It is not so much an office as it is an elegant boudoir for women.Every corner is like the owner of the room, the dark fragrance prevails, and the pear blossoms bring rain.Even the indistinct Qinglian lotus fragrance seems to exude a seductive meaning.

He unconsciously turned his eyes to the woman who was looking at him, his lips were stained with a charming crimson red, and his curled eyelashes flashed to set off those exquisite and pretty eyes, he felt his face get hot and hurried away .

"In short, in short, I will stay here for a few days..."

Seeing his flustered look, Ah Qing suddenly laughed.She won't tell him that such a hasty look is actually cute.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and she heard the sound and looked towards the door, at the man who was also wearing a black bathrobe.He squinted a pair of sharp phoenix eyes, and walked straight into the room.

"Documents." He just glanced lightly at the prison temple sitting in the room, turned his head away very indifferently, and turned his gaze to Ah Qing.

"The ones that Caobi gave before? Wait for me to look for it... I remember that I have already finished the approval..." Ah Qing came back to his senses and fumbled for the pile of documents on the table, "Ah, it's this—" she He found a stack of documents, got up and handed them over to Skylark.

Looking at the scene in front of him, the prison temple suddenly remembered the short time travel that happened a few years ago.

At that time, the woman in the cheongsam brushed his face lightly with her hand, but she looked at him with complicated eyes and smiled very jokingly.

"Be quiet, kid. Go back when it's time, we still have to work."

The scene in front of him seemed to be almost the same as at that time. The two people wearing black bathrobes were whispering about the content of the document. Hibari only occasionally looked up at him with his usual disdainful eyes.

Not reconciled... the same as back then.Clenching his hands tightly into fists, he looked at the two people who seemed to be used to it, but felt uncomfortable in his heart.He didn't understand what this feeling was from the beginning to the end, he just felt extremely unwilling when he watched the woman in front of him smile at others, and when she stretched out her hand to hold someone else's hand.

"you……"

He reached out and grabbed Ah Qing's wrist, pulling her gaze back abruptly.

Ah Qing looked at him with some doubts, then glanced at the document in his hand.

"Don't disturb." Skylark glanced at the prison temple, then dropped a sentence in a concise and clear manner, and disappeared into the room.

"What are you doing? I'm handing over the documents." Ah Qing muttered to herself, looking at the strange prison temple with some complaints.

"Yes, I'm sorry..." He let go of his hand a little embarrassed.With wandering eyes, he secretly glanced at the woman in front of him again and again.

Ah Qing gave him a puzzled look, and sat back on the chair behind the desk.Looking at the pile of documents, she frowned suddenly, then let go of it suddenly, and smiled mischievously to herself.

"I said, since you're here, why don't you take the opportunity to go out and play." She held her face in her hands, her crooked eyes narrowed brightly like the rising sun in the morning.

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The older I get, the more I understand my own mind...