Transcending into a blue scorpion

In other words, this is a love letter that I don't know who wrote it to whom.After expressing his heartfelt feelings, he also asked the other party to buy vegetables and cook, and make the bed and fold the quilt.There is no name on the header, and no name on the end of the book.

Lan Miao saw from the beginning to the end, and then from the end to the head, only to draw three question marks on his forehead.

Could it be that it was sent by mistake?

But reading the envelope is so tightly sealed, it doesn't look like a love letter, but like confidential information.This is going to be sent by mistake, and the sender's head may be wrong too.

After turning it upside down for a long time, Lan Miao didn't figure out why, but faintly sensed the shadow of conspiracy.Originally thought that going to Xingyun Village could get information about the Lianhua Baojian, but unexpectedly it was a trap targeting Li Xunhuan, and the Lianhua Baojian is still unknown.Here comes another letter...

Put away the tin can and go out to post the letter first.When Lan Miao first learned how to change her face, she became narrow-minded and pretended to be Yi Kui, with ready-made clothes and pants, and put on a pair of green magic hands, standing in front of the bed and waiting for her to wake up.After Yikui opened his eyes, he almost killed him with his palm.Thinking of this, Lan Miao couldn't help secretly laughing.

Passing by the crowd, walked to the counter of a hotel, said: "Have a dime of baijiu and a plate of beans."

The shopkeeper glanced at him and said, "What color do you want the beans to be?"

Lan Miao said: "Half blue and half blue."

The shopkeeper stretched out his hand, and Lan Miao was about to hand him the letter when suddenly his heart raced and he thought something was wrong.He said: "I don't want it today, let's do it another day." He hurried down the steps.

As he passed the street, goose bumps appeared on every part of his body, as if someone was staring at him from the corner.This feeling of thorns on the back, no matter how slowed down or speeded up, no matter how many streets and alleys I turned, it never disappeared.

When Lan Miao brushed her hair, she looked at the bronze mirror behind her, and there was no suspicious figure.But the feeling lingers.With a change of mind, he walked into a rice store, flashed into the backyard, and then used his lightness kung fu to the extreme.After turning over several yards, he was able to catch his breath, and his sight seemed to disappear.

But the next moment, he felt uncomfortable again.He bowed his head and walked quickly, thinking that the person who wanted to follow him must be a master, but he didn't show up, he didn't know what he wanted to do, and he couldn't go back to the inn for the time being.

He hurried forward, draping his big braids over his shoulders.

A jade bone fan was suddenly cut in front of his chest, and he opened it with a "swipe", and someone asked, "Where are you going, little lady?"

Lan Miao glanced back, but saw a white-clothed young man with a BMW and carved saddle, handsome eyes and eyebrows, a high nose bridge, and a small silver halberd with a gold leaf handle hanging from his waist.Taking a second glance, the lanterns are hung high, the red sleeves are waving lightly, and you walk into Tiaopingkangfang by yourself, and the fireworks alley is coming.

Behind the white-clothed boy, there were several other young people, all wearing silk and brocade, who looked like the sons of a certain family, and were yelling at the boy.One person teased him: "Does the lady care about you?"

Another person smiled at Lan Miao, "He saw you as soon as you entered the alley."

Another person jokingly said: "Do you dare to go up?"

All the teenagers immediately booed in unison, saying: "Why don't you go up? Go up, go up?"

The young man in white smiled, twirled the jade bone fan between his fingers, and retracted it into his sleeve.Without saying anything else, when he stretched out his hand again, he already held a bead flower in his hand.This pearl flower is clean and round, the pearl on the flower is the size of a finger belly, worth at least a hundred taels of gold.Seeing Yinghua in the brothel, I'm afraid there is nothing she can resist.

Lan Miao looked at him, and he said seriously: "Little lady, accompany me to drink all night, and I will give you this pearl flower."

This is called Wuling young Jinshidong, silver saddle and white horse to spend the spring breeze.After walking full of Luohua, I wanted to enter Orchid's Restaurant.

Lan Miao's heart twitched, she lowered her eyebrows and narrowed her eyes, and said with a smile: "Please, my lord."

The white-clothed boy suddenly became overjoyed, grabbed his hand, forgot to greet his companion, and rushed into a red door.Probably he is a regular customer who spends a lot of money, both the bustard and Yinghua only greeted him with a smile, but no one stopped him.

Lan Miao glanced behind her slightly, not wanting too many people to see her whereabouts, and suddenly said: "Wait a minute, let's go in quietly."

The two entered a room through the window. The boy in white tried to close the door, only to find that it was locked from the outside.He secretly rejoiced, and suddenly felt that he was too urgent, so he brushed off his long gown calmly.

Lan Miao folded her hands and looked at him with a smile.

The boy took two steps back and forth holding the fan, remembering that there was no food and wine on the table.Don't call it, why don't you go directly?Call it, but I can't hold back anymore.

Biansheng Lanmiao didn't make a sound, and didn't give him half a step down.

The boy in white blushed first, he could barely be regarded as the leader of the brothel, the leader of the prodigal sons, but he was young after all.Most of the hugs are young girls with weak willows and delicate flowers, and then there are literary people who play the piano and make poems, and they are best at courting guests coquettishly.It was indeed the first time seeing Lan Miao look like this, otherwise he wouldn't have stared at him all the way.

As soon as he stomped his feet, he stretched out his arms to hug Lan Miao, regardless of the fact that she seemed to be taller than him.Lan Miao leaned against his arms.His palms were pressed against the other's waist, and he felt extraordinarily flexible and strong, and his heart throbbed.He raised his eyes to look at the beautiful woman again, and said: "I...I..." Usually, the words are clearly spoken, but this time "I" didn't know how to answer the words, so he simply kissed her.

He kissed on the palm of one hand, and then opened his long fingers abruptly, covering his mouth.Then there was a pain in the "Tanzhong" acupoint in the chest, and my whole body lost strength.As soon as his hand touched the silver halberd at his waist, he was unable to pull it out.

He moaned: "You..." The Ya acupoint was also pointed.There is no time to counterattack, and I am trapped by the enemy.

Lan Miao turned back, picked his chin, and said, "You want to sleep with me?"

The boy in white glared at him, obviously wanting to question who he was and why he attacked him.

Lan Miao teased and said, "Is the hair all grown?"

The boy in white's face went from white to red, and the whole body was flushed, and he couldn't say a word.

Then there were two "slaps" and a slap on each cheek.Lan Miao kicked him lightly on the buttocks, and shouted: "Go to sleep under the bed."

He lowered his face and leaned against the door to listen quietly.Since entering the house, that ghostly sight seems to have disappeared.Outside, apart from men and women drinking and joking, and the bustard greeting the guests, there was no other noise.

He reached out to the crack of the door, trying to open a thread.This idea was immediately dismissed.Just stay here for a day and see if that person is going to break in or wait for him outside.At some point, he sneaked out suddenly. That person might not know which direction he was going out from, and might not be able to keep an eye on him all the time.

He poured a cup of tea and sat down at the table.

As soon as he received that weird love letter, he was followed by a master. There must be a connection between the two...

While muttering to himself, he suddenly heard footsteps approaching the door.

A lock and key collided, and a female voice said: "Guest, please come inside."

Lan Miao yelled inwardly, rolled up the teacup and teapot, and retracted it under the table.This fireworks venue has an advantage, no matter the table or bed, it can be decorated as much as possible.The embroidered bed sheet reached to the floor, and a satin apron was placed on the table.Lan Miao hid in the satin cloth enclosure, only heard two people walk into the room, one footstep was frivolous, the other footsteps were almost silent.There was a sound of cups, plates, chopsticks and chopsticks on the table, and it seemed that some small dishes were served.

"Huh? Where's the flagon set, those little hooves?"

Not only were they held under the table by Lan Miao, but they were also filled with tea...

The sound of footsteps, it should be that another set of wine utensils was placed on the table, then the door closed, and someone sat down in front of the table.

As soon as Lan Miao heard the dripping sound of pouring wine above her head, she said in a charming voice: "Guest, have a drink."

The guest didn't answer, as if he drank the wine.

Hearing the sound, another full cup was filled.

The guest drank again, but was still bored.

Lan Miao heard that he served 21 cups in a row, and that person drank 21 cups in a row.The charming female voice was also slightly at a loss, and she said in a delicate voice: "This wine has a strong aftertaste, the guest should drink slowly, and wake up with a headache. I will pour the wine for the guest...you will get drunk if you drink it with a jug?"

Then she let out a cry of pain, and the tabletop rang.

A man said in a deep voice, "Stop talking."

This voice was deep and thick, with a sonorous tone, and suddenly it was the "Iron Sword" Guo Songyang who ranked fourth on the weapon spectrum.

Lan Miao opened her mouth and stared, and immediately held her breath, almost throwing all the cups and pots on the ground.He never dreamed of meeting this peerless master in a brothel.Fortunately, Guo Songyang seemed distracted and didn't notice anyone under the table.Otherwise, the other party lifted the curtain of the table and looked at each other in blank dismay. This method of meeting would be too exciting, and this opening speech would be too difficult to choose.

Guo Songyang drank wildly from the jug and drank four full jugs before belching and letting out a long breath.

The flower girl carefully picked up some side dishes for him, and said: "The guest is still filling his stomach."

She saw the other party sitting there, staring straight ahead.And softly said: "Guardian?"

Guo Songyang suddenly said: "Do you want this ingot of gold?"

He has placed an ingot of gold on the table.

Hua Niang's eyes were already shining, she smiled coquettishly and said: "Is the guest teasing me?"

Guo Songyang said coldly: "I will give you what you want, but I have a request."

Her chest rose and fell, and her voice was unknowingly extremely soft, she said: "The guest thinks highly of me, not to mention one request, it counts as a hundred..."

Guo Songyang had already interrupted her, saying: "I just want you to shut up."

He grabbed her arm and lifted her into his arms easily.That Hua Niang really closed her mouth tightly, she couldn't help but let out a "sigh" and snuggled in.

Listening to the movement above her head, Lan Miao was full of smiles, with a strange expression on her face.Originally wanted to avoid the enemy and took the opportunity to slip away.It's not good to hide now, it's not good to sneak out, let alone sit under the table for half an hour.Simply start counting your own pulse in your head: "One, two, three, four..." See how long the other party can last.If Guo Songyang knew that he was counting here, his face must be pretty.

But he doesn't know, doesn't...know...know...

But seeing Guo Songyang's full of resentment, the decisive battle between him and Li Xunhuan is likely...

His thoughts were flying to the sky, when suddenly there was a scream above his head, which made him tremble.The Hua Niang trembled and said, "Who are you? Why are you under my bed?"

Lan Miao thumped in her heart, looked up to the sky and sighed, something bad happened.

That white-clothed boy is also a son of a famous family, with pure skills.In addition, Lan Miao didn't hit the acupuncture point heavily, so after rushing for a while, he opened half of the acupuncture point.Then he struggled and turned over, sticking his hands out of the bed.That Hua Niang was playing coquettishly, when she suddenly saw a snow-white hand stretched out from under the bed, she jumped from Guo Songyang's arms to the bed in fright, hiding under the covers and not daring to show her face.

Guo Songyang had already lifted him out, slapped open the acupoints, and said angrily: "Who put you here?"

Knowing that the situation was over, Lan Miao leaned back and swam out of the table, smiled slightly and said, "It's me."