Eat my pear flower needle

Tang Song kept his head down, didn't notice Dongdan Linglong's face at all, and just followed the posture of selling rotten food with his friends on the Internet, and replied casually: "Okay, food, accommodation and travel expenses are included."

Dongdan Linglong immediately untied his pocket, put the cloth bag full of ethnic customs embroidery into Tang Song's arms, and said boldly: "Flower first, there are many in the stockade. If not enough, I can still sell jewelry."

Tang Song looked up at Shangdongdan Linglong's smiling face, and said "ah" without any sense of crisis.

Immediately, he handed the quick-sewn blouse to him and whispered, "Try it."

Clothes are just the most common muslin shirts, because they are not sure whether there are substitutes for sewing materials in the cloth of this world, Tang and Song Dynasties are reluctant to waste the limited high-grade materials in their hands.

The soft muslin is tightly stitched and beautifully styled.

There are overlapping embroidery patterns on the neckline. Although it is not an expensive material, it is still very impressive in terms of appearance alone.

Dongdan Linglong happily took the clothes and put them on, and smiled triumphantly at Hua Qinnan, his eyes full of provocation.

He deliberately pulled the skirt of his clothes and turned them left and right, looking at Tang Song pitifully with a troubled look: "How do you wear the clothes of the Han people?"

... Of course Tang and Song would not.

But Tang Song walked up to Dongdan Linglong with a calm face, took a few straps of the fine cloth shirt from him, and tied them together if they could be tied, and sealed the skirt with a few "swipes" .

When Tang Song turned around, he met Hua Qinnan's smiling eyes. He gestured to his chest a few times, and walked steadily to the same side of Dongdan Linglong.

The two stood in a straight line facing Tang and Song, but the direction of the skirts was completely opposite.

Tang Song's expressionless face instantly flushed red, he hurriedly tore off Dongdan Linglong's skirt, turned around and tied it up again.

The right lapel of Hanfu is hand-collared, and the left lapel is only used when the dead are put into the coffin!

__It's a shame to be ashamed today.

Dongdan Linglong has no concept of this kind of common sense, but he can also find problems by looking at Tang Song's flushed face and flustered behavior.

He raised his eyebrows, bowed his head and put his lips next to Tang Song's ear and whispered, "What's wrong?"

"You must never tie your collar on the left side in the future, it's unlucky." After Tang Song finished speaking dryly, he pursed his lips tightly, refusing to say another word about it.

Dongdan Linglong was puzzled, silently kept the question of the direction of the collar in his heart, pulled Tang Song with his palm, pulled him to the broth, and simply skipped the topic.

No matter whether Tang Song wants to say it or not, there is always a way to know what he wants to know.

Dongdan Linglong raised a palm and broke the thigh-thick tree behind them, chopped four times with his bare hands, and dug out the prototypes of two wooden bowls with his fingers, polished them slowly, and threw another piece of wood to Huaqinnan arms.

Afterwards, he took the initiative to put a bowl of broth into Tang Song's palm, and said courteously, "You haven't eaten in the morning, so hurry up and eat."

Tang Song took the soup bowl, but couldn't help but cast a few glances in the direction of Hua Qinnan. The gentle man had a slight wry smile on his face, and turned the wooden block up and down, looking helpless.

Tang Song's heart softened, he put his soup bowl into Hua Qinnan's hand, lowered his eyes and said, "You can eat."

Sitting beside Tang Song, Dongdan Linglong's face instantly turned cold, and he silently poked his palm into the ground, leaving deep finger marks on the bowl wall with his left hand holding the wooden bowl.

The blood scorpion climbed on Dongdan Linglong's shoulders and stretched out a pair of icy pincers towards Tang and Song.

Tang Song didn't look back, and quietly tugged on Dongdan Linglong's sleeve. Dongdan Linglong felt annoyed and pulled back his sleeve forcefully.

Glancing at the cuff that Tang Song had grabbed, Dongdan Linglong became even angrier, took off the clothes on his upper body just now, and threw them on the ground forcefully.

Tang Song turned his head when he heard the voice, and happened to see this scene, he couldn't help being a little dazed.

Tang Song had seen Dongdan Linglong when he started killing people, but he had never lost his temper in front of Tang Song.

"...Why are you so unhappy?" Tang Song raised his face, his perfect face was still expressionless.

Although there was concern in his eyes, Dongdan Linglong was angry now, and he had no mood or energy to analyze the profound connotation of "eyes".

He suddenly turned around and stared at Tang Song, with streaks of red light in his eyes.

The internal force is released along the sweat pores of Dongdan Linglong, and the trembling trees make a "rustling" sound, bringing an ominous premonition, as if there are endless evil spirits hidden in the dark, waiting for pedestrians to relax and pull them away into purgatory.

Although Tang Song doesn't know how to use internal force, the system map won't deceive him—the moment Dongdan Linglong stares at him, the entire map instantly lights up with countless red dots centered on the three of them, densely packed with people's backs. cold.

The woods here are not particularly dense, and the number of creatures that can be accommodated is limited, and the creatures that can reach such a terrifying number in an instant can only be insects and the like.

They are all controlled by Dongdan Linglong.

Σ︴Dongdan Linglong was obviously very angry, why?

But just because he gave Hua Qinnan a bowl?

This reason is too cruel.

Dongdan Linglong didn't answer Tang Song, he raised his arm, and like in slow motion, he took out the rough silver flute from his waist inch by inch, which never left his body.

His eyes had moved away from Tang Song's body, and moved to Hua Qinnan's face, his eyes were cold, as if he was looking at a dead person.

Tang Song couldn't help getting up to block Hua Qinnan, and the expression on Dongdan Linglong's face became even more violent and angry.

Before he could open his mouth, Tang Song grabbed his palm and snatched the deformed wooden bowl into his arms, quickly filled a bowl full of broth, and even cut off the tender meat of many wings with a knife, directly Sending it to Dongdan Linglong's mouth, he said a word quickly.

The negative emotions on Dongdan Linglong's face miraculously disappeared without a trace, and he looked at Tang Song with confusion in his eyes, a little unresponsive.

Tang Song opened his mouth expressionlessly, then raised his voice and repeated: "Ah——"

Dongdan Linglong felt powerless for a while, he took advantage of the situation to bite the tender meat that Tang Song handed to his mouth, grabbed Tang Song's waist with his arms, and cleverly pointed his toes to the outside of his legs.

Tang Song's legs immediately lost strength, and he fell down holding the bowl, kneeling between Dongdan Linglong's legs.

The broth in the bowl didn't even spill out at all.

"Hey me." Before landing, Dongdan Linglong tightened his arms and pulled Tang Song into his arms.

He rested his forehead on Tang Song's shoulder and said in a low voice.

Afterwards, Dongdan Linglong raised his face, his red lips parted slightly, and his pink tongue swept over his lower lip, leaving behind a watery glow, like a fresh strawberry with water droplets on it, making one want to bite it down.

The sun shines on Dongdan Linglong's sharp-edged face, making Tang and Song feel that there are four big characters "you can pick and choose" written on his face.

His heart was beating disobediently, he couldn't help swallowing, his round Adam's apple was rolling up and down, his eyes were straight, obviously fascinated by Dongdan Linglong.

ΣっDoes a man want to be so coquettish?Please give me some way to survive!

Dongdan Linglong smiled smugly.

He leaned forward, actively opened his mouth and wrapped his tongue around the piece of meat that Tang Song was holding with chopsticks, pulled it off slightly, wrapped his tongue around the piece of meat, twisted it around, and slowly sucked it into his mouth, his lips stained with soup were shiny , more plump and attractive.

Tang Song heard the sound of his heart beating more intensely, and his body also became hotter. It's just... This feeling is like watching Teacher Cang's difficult action blockbuster!

Dongdan Linglong's hands moved upwards along Tang Song's back, and the position that he kneaded a little bit immediately ignited heat, which made people uncontrollably relax their limbs, and the whole person went limp.

Dongdan Linglong turned his face sideways, leaned his body forward, and his breath was blowing on Tang Song's auricles, causing his ears to turn completely red.

Dongdan Linglong's voice seemed to pass through soft veil, whispering in Tang Song's ears with a misty ending: "Feed me, forget it this time."

Tang Song was convinced that he was absolutely delirious.

Before he came here, there was no sign of turning around, otherwise... how could Dongdan Linglong behave so presumptuously now, and he seemed to be enjoying it.

Is this the rhythm of bending over to pick up soap?

The sharp and cold touch passed over Tang Song's fingertips, pierced hard into the flesh of his thumb, and pierced directly on the bone, making people feel unbearably painful.

Tang Song snorted, but woke up instantly.

He looked at Dongdan Linglong who was pressing on him in disbelief.

When his eyes turned back to himself, he couldn't look directly at his open front at all—there was a strange cold feeling from the ears to the chest when the breeze blew past.

The parts that were not protected by clothing were obviously well taken care of by Dongdan Linglong's lips and tongue. The moisture evaporated and took away the heat from the skin, and it was slightly cold at this time.

There is also an unbearable sticky feeling, which is clearly Dongdan Linglong's saliva.

Not to be missed.

Dongdan Linglong knew that he had no chance of succeeding now.

He simply turned over and stood up, taking advantage of the opportunity to fasten the skirts of Tang and Song clothes tightly, and he couldn't see the "I don't know how to wear" when he was wearing clothes.

Tang Song frowned and looked at Dongdan Linglong, wanting to say something, but when he opened his mouth, he found that he couldn't say anything.

From the beginning to the end, it is full of noisy points, where do people start to complain!

"Poison skills and secret skills." Dongdan Linglong didn't bring up the topic casually, but sat on the ground and dug a wooden bowl with his bare hands.

After filling the broth, he ate it happily, and explained with a busy mouth: "I want to poison someone, unless he doesn't breathe, no one can escape."

As soon as the words were finished, Dongdan Linglong raised his head and looked at Tang Song seriously, and said confidently, "I have given a betrothal gift, and you are mine. Han people say that, so it must be true."

"...Well, use some poison to make you more comfortable." Different from the attitude just now, when Dongdan Linglong said this, his voice was extremely low.

Tang Song: "..."

Strong man, you misunderstood!It was just a joke!Don't take it seriously!

"Let me bandage it up for you." When Tang Song was so irritated by Dong Dan Linglong's words that he even forgot how to speak, Hua Qinnan relieved him with one sentence.

Tang Song fled far away as if he was fleeing, and when he sat in front of Hua Qinnan and was bandaged, he still didn't have any sense of reality, his eyes were blank.

There was a gentle caress from his fingertips, and he fixed his eyes on the wound in a daze, but he remembered a thunderstorm in his ears.

Hua Qinnan said softly, "It's such a pity that I broke such a beautiful finger with my own hands."

ΣっWhy is this also like this? !

Is it interesting to choose the same day for confession?

I feel the great malice coming from the martial arts world.

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