Vicious Female Supporting Guide [Quick Wear]

The full moon hangs high in the sky, and the moonlight is covered by clouds and mist, showing a bit hazy.

Except for the courtyard where they are located, the lights of the rest of the attic rooms have been turned off, and everyone fell into a quiet sleep? But Yu Zhao was caught off guard by the kiss? He stared at Thin Chi soberly and in astonishment for a moment, his heart beating rapidly. I don't know? I don't know? The acceleration in the sensation, the hammering on the chest like a war drum, made her dizzy and unable to think, and her mind was full of chaotic thoughts.

Why did Thin Wing kiss her?

No? It's just a glass of wine, will the other party still get drunk?

Even if you're drunk, why not? Noisy? Kiss?

Yu Zhao was beaten by this kiss? He lost his balance and was stunned for a long time without regaining his senses.

Thin Chi narrowed his eyes, like a kitten basking in the sun after eating and drinking, he tilted the jug contentedly, and poured himself another glass of sake.

Although she was quite heartless in the past, but Gu Pan's eyes are agile, which makes people happy to see her.

But now she is unresponsive, her almond eyes are moist, is she ready to drink? With a pause, she drank cup after cup, and in the blink of an eye? The pampering like an old mother, on the contrary, arouses a kind of indescribable desire.

Yu Zhao reacted, a strange look flashed across his eyes, he raised his hand and took her wine glass away, no? Let her continue to drink.

Bo Chi looked blankly along the wine glass, and when he saw Yu Zhao's face, he stopped clinging to the wine glass and leaned softly on Yu Zhao's body, his voice was sweet as if he had just drank wine, but Have you eaten yet? Less sweet-scented osmanthus: "Azhao...how, how did you become two people?"

She mumbled and asked, still tilting her head? Looking at Yu Zhao, her beautiful eyes were trying to widen, as if she wanted to see clearly.However, as soon as she moved her head, her body slid down weakly. Yu Zhao had no choice but to wrap her arms around her waist and fix her in place.

Bo Chi laughed foolishly, rubbed against her neck, and messed up his long, soft, black hair.

Looking at her, Yu Zhao was also confused. He pursed his lips and thought for a while, then stretched out three fingers and asked her, "How much is this?"

Bo Chi raised his hand in a daze, imitating her clumsily by stretching out four fingers, and said loudly with a bright smile, "It's Seven!"

Yu Zhao: "..."

How did this come out of the three numbers that are irrelevant?

Yu Zhao was speechless, and somehow wanted to laugh.

After holding back, she thought for a while, and felt that it would be good for the girl to be drunk, but it would be convenient for her to probe: "You..."

Yu Zhao originally wanted to ask the other party what he thought of himself, and how he thought of the Demon Cult in Jianghu, but as soon as the words came out, she suddenly changed her words, her eyelashes trembling, and said, "You...why did you kiss me?"

Thin Chi moved his head, his black hair slid down his shoulders, revealing a face with flushed cheeks: "Because I like you."

Yu Zhao's hand trembled, and he almost failed to hold her steady.

No matter what she thought, she never thought that Bao Chi would give her this answer.

Yu Zhao found it ridiculous.

How long have they known each other?How long have you been together?

The other party didn't even know her other side, so he fell in love with her so easily?

She took him into custody because she recognized the Demon Cult pattern embroidered on the hem of Thin Chi's clothes in the cave. Although she had a good impression of him afterwards, she always remembered that he was a member of the Demon Cult, so she restrained her emotions. let yourself go.

She thinks that she and Thin Chi should be friends.

Even if the love in her heart is far more than what she shows, that's not a problem, anyway, she can live in a disguise.

But tonight's kiss, the girl's drunken words, successfully broke the defense line in her heart, made her heart tremble, and she couldn't suppress her inner emotions.

She should... also admire each other.

Maybe it was love at first sight.

Maybe earlier than love at first sight.

The ancients admired the picture of the goddess drawn by Shang?, and her favorite person seems to have been imprinted in the soul?.

The world is bustling with people coming and going, but only her appearance can make her heart beat.

The so-called 'devil's pattern', 'helping the congregation', 'observing the purpose of this demon', in the final analysis, are just excuses for her to persuade herself.

In fact, before she even realized it, she had developed a love for the young girl.

After Yu Zhao figured it out, his heart became very complicated.

Because she still remembered what the girl had said before her other identity - to use the Yu Mansion to assassinate Ling Zheng.

The sweet confession and this cold sentence are intertwined, making Yu Zhao unable to tell which side is Bo Chi's true face.

She hugged the opponent's hand tightly, her eyes were like smudged ink, staring at Bo Chi dimly.

Thin Chi didn't notice it at all, her small face rested on her shoulders, her bright red lips were slightly parted, and she could vaguely see white teeth and a red tongue.

Yu Zhao watched, his gaze gradually changed.

She stretched out her slender fingers, pinched the girl's chin and lifted it up slightly, lowered her head, attached her lips to her, and explored and traced it meticulously.

Her movements were slow, unfamiliar for the first time, mixed with subtle tension.

Thin Chi didn't have this concern, and when he sensed the familiar tip of his tongue approaching tentatively, he immediately closed his eyes and responded.

Yu Zhao couldn't breathe steadily, and immediately clasped the back of the girl's head tightly, deepening the kiss.

The breeze blows, leaving pink and white petals on their long hair dresses.

The moonlight shone dimly, reflecting their fused shadows on the ground.

The night passed, and the sky was slightly brighter.

The morning noise was heard outside the courtyard.

Bo Chi wakes up in a daze, and when he opens his eyes, he sees Yu Zhao's face.

She stayed for a moment, and then found herself sleeping in the other's arms after a half-beat.

The clothes of the two are all intact, Bao Chi is slightly relieved when he finds out, and then recalls everything last night, only clearly remembering the meeting with the leader, and has no impression of drinking and admiring the moon.

Bo Chi didn't care too much, she was depressed by the big rock of the leader? After staring at Yu Zhao for a while, she touched the other's face, gritted her teeth and said, "In any case, I will definitely? No? Let Something happened to you."

With a plan in mind, she got out of bed gently, and decided to find a place to send a secret letter to Islam.

As soon as she closed the door silently and left, Yu Zhao on the bed opened his eyes, raised his hand to cover the cheek touched by Thin Wing, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

No matter what Thin Wing wants to do.

It is an indisputable fact that the other party has her in his heart.

And she doesn't ask for much, that's enough.

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It was a dark and windy night again.

In the Demon Cult stronghold in the west of the city, there were whispers.

"Hasn't the leader been in retreat for the past few years? Why has he appeared frequently recently?"

"It probably has something to do with the saint. I met with the saint yesterday. Today, the saint wrote a secret letter. After Yiliu reported it to the newspaper as usual, the leader immediately decided to come over. This is unprecedented."

"So that's the case, could it be that the leader is..."

"Hush! Silence, the leader is here."

On the silent and dark midnight street? A black figure appeared silently.

Yu Zhao ignored the sincerity and fear of the congregation, and went into the house.

Yiliu had been waiting for a long time, and now he knelt on the ground with his head down, and respectfully presented the secret letter written by Bo Chi with both hands.

Yu Zhao took it, and when he opened it, a thought flashed through his mind——according to what Bao Chi said in the morning, could this letter be a plea for her?

If so, isn't it? It's so easy to handle...

How should she agree to the other party's entreaties while maintaining her ruthless image, and not let the other party discover her identity?

Yu Zhao thought deeply. After recovering, he restrained his emotions and decided to read the letter first.

Opening the letter, thin-winged and elegant handwriting appeared in front of my eyes: [My lord, I have been undercover in Yu's mansion for many days, and I haven't seen the shadow of Ling Zheng, the leader of the martial arts. After thinking about it, maybe it is Yu's mansion alone. The woman's face is ugly, her nature is arrogant and self-indulgent, and she is not good at playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, which makes Ling Zheng not pay much attention to this fiancee...]

Yu Zhao:? ? ?

The latter words are no longer important.

Yu Zhao's attention was completely attracted by the words 'ugly face'.

She laughed back angrily, the shock of her internal force almost shattered the secret letter, thinking that it was written by Bao Chi, she finally endured it, but angrily stuffed the secret letter into her bosom, and walked towards the Yu Mansion Walk.

The Yu Mansion was shrouded in darkness, and there was no movement.

Yu Zhao quietly appeared in the thin wing's room? Until he got close to the bed, thin wing was still immersed in sleep, showing a flat and delicate belly.

Yu Zhaoduo took a look twice, stretched out his hand with a cold face, just touched the girl's clothes, and when he was about to help the girl cover her stomach, Bao Chi suddenly opened his eyes, and there was still a little daze in the misty eyes.

After seeing the scene in front of him clearly, no? Waiting for Yu Zhao to speak, Thin Chi retreated a step back, leaning against the corner of the bed, stumbling in horror with his hands folded on his chest: "Teacher, Master..."

Yu Zhao saw that she had misunderstood, didn't he? He raised his eyebrows and explained: "Your belly is exposed, I'm going to cover it for you, don't you? Think about it."

Thin Wing nodded again and again?

Yu Zhao looked slightly relieved, seeing that she was too far away from him, he couldn't help but take another step closer.

Thin Chi at the corner of the bed was frightened immediately, and kept hiding back, as if he wanted to hide in the wall.

Yu Zhao: "..."

I’ve said it all, don’t you think about it, if you make it clear, you don’t believe it!

Seeing the girl's wide-eyed expression, as if she was afraid of a hooligan, Yu Zhao felt aggrieved, and couldn't help trying to explain and destroy his current identity, so he could only take out the secret letter with a dark face, and abruptly changed the subject. : "Is this a secret letter you wrote?"

Thin Chi glanced and nodded weakly.

Yu Zhao sneered: "Do you think the only daughter of the Yu family is ugly?"

Bo Chi blinked, guessing the thoughts of this ruthless leader in his heart, and said carefully: "Yes, she is just an ordinary boudoir girl, who got involved with Ling Zheng only because of her baby, our Demon Sect Although he is notorious, he is not a person who does not know right from wrong, why not let him go if he gets close to Ling Zhenghou—”

Yu Zhao was not in the mood to listen to these long speeches, so she interrupted Bao Chi's words, gritted her teeth and said, "How ugly is the only daughter of Yu's mansion? Tell me in detail, what is she, Li, ugly."

Thin Chi heard her gnashing of teeth, and was startled for a moment.

Could it be that the Devil's Cult is so cruel that it wants to destroy the ugly part of Yu Zhao?

No?--

Yu Zhao was just thinking... Tell me!What do you say is ugly, can she change it? Okay!

Really can't change it, she can also wear makeup every day, as long as... as long as Bo Chi likes it.

The thoughts of the two are completely different, but their moods are similar, and they are both slightly nervous.

Bo Chi was afraid that he might say something wrong? What hurt Yu Zhao, and said cautiously: "She, her aesthetics are too ugly, and she actually has a deep love for Ling Zheng. I am in the Demon Cult? Everyone has a kind heart, especially you, the leader. What’s more, there is nothing in the sky and nothing on earth, isn’t it exactly a thousand times better than Ling?”

Yu Zhao's expression changed back and forth, and finally he was reluctantly satisfied. After all, the 'leader' was also her, and Bo Chi praised the leader, wasn't he just praising herself?

Thinking of this, Yu Zhao's tone softened: "You really think so?"

Bo Chi nodded solemnly, and tried to make himself more sincere: "The only daughter of the Yu family is so blind, she doesn't know how to praise, and when we finish assassinating the leader of the martial arts, we just abandon her? Yes, killing her will save you from getting dirty." hand."

Yu Zhao was coaxed to his liking, and only then did he have the thought to analyze her words carefully.

After listening, she instantly understood Bao Chi's thoughts, and said with a half-smile, "What did the only daughter of the Yu Mansion give you? What kind of ecstasy? The saintess was so attentive to her."

Thin Chi's fingers unconsciously grabbed the corner of the quilt, with a calm expression on his face: "The leader misunderstood, I just..."

Yu Zhao bullied himself and stepped forward, saying harshly, "Misunderstood? Then I'm going to kill her!"

She turned around and was about to leave, but Bao Chi immediately grabbed her black robe, panicked and raised her voice: "No? No!"

Yu Zhaoshi turned around abruptly, his eyes fell on her hands, he suppressed the secret joy in his heart, and said with a light smile, "Why did the saint stop me?"

Bo Chi's face was slightly pale, and his red lips were tightly pursed. After a while, he let go of his hand and knelt down on the bed. He kowtowed to her: "Holy Maiden Bo Chi loves the prostitute of the Yu Mansion, please spare her life! In the future, Bo Chi will be If you are loyal to the Demon Cult, even if you are a cow or a horse, you will die! Resign!"

Thin Chi is a member of the Demon Cult, kowtowing to the leader is a normal thing, plus the bed is soft, she will not feel uncomfortable when kneeling.

But Yu Zhao looked at it? Wasn’t it comfortable? He reached out his hand faster than he thought, grabbed her shoulders and straightened her upright. His tone was not good. Yu said: "You are the saint of my teaching, how can you kneel down for outsiders? Kowtow?"

——Even for her.

They should be equal and well-matched.

Bo Chi didn't raise her eyes. She couldn't see? He was wearing a bronze mask, and couldn't hear? He understood the true meaning of Yu Zhao's words, so he repeated stubbornly: "I beg the leader to spare his fiancée's life when he attacks the martial arts leader in the future! "

Yu Zhao lowered his eyes, his heart fluctuated, and the word "good" was on his lips, and she finally suppressed it.

She couldn't? She agreed too eagerly and readily. Now there are still righteous people lurking in the Demon Cult. If they know that Bo Chi has special meaning to her, it's hard to guarantee that the other party won't take Bo Chi away and threaten her. she.

At that time, even if she is willing to hand over the Demon Cult, the initiative will still be in the hands of Zhengdao. Whether to kill or let go depends entirely on the other party's will, and this is obviously not something Yu Zhao can accept.

The best way is to exchange benefits, so that everyone thinks that she and Bo Chi are getting what they want.

Thinking of this, Yu Zhao's eyes moved slightly, and the fingers resting on the girl's shoulders began to rub lightly, lightly, or heavily: "The saint wants to save the only daughter of the Yu Mansion, but it's not? No? Yes."

Thin Chi was covered in hairs by her touch. Hearing these words, she immediately recalled the scene she saw when she just woke up—this ugly-faced and dark-hearted leader of the Demon Cult actually sneaked into her bedroom in the middle of the night with a dog. room, reaching out to grab the hem of her clothes, clearly coveting her snow-white belly!

And the other party is still brazen? Admit it!

Thinking about it now, the other party obviously wanted to develop an office romance.

Damn it, even if her and Yu Zhao's lives were in each other's hands, she would never agree!

At worst, just bite your tongue and kill yourself, and meet Yu Zhao again in the next world!

Bo Chi's thoughts turned, and he made a decision in an instant. He only waited for Yu Zhao to open his mouth, and he refused decisively.

And Yu Zhao also did what she thought, and said in a hoarse voice: "As long as you are willing to obey me, I will let her go."

"No? Maybe?" Bo Chi took a deep breath and said decisively: "Thanks to the wrong love from the leader, but there is no need to discuss this matter. If the leader is not satisfied, please give the subordinates a breakup before killing Yu Zhao Bar."

Yu Zhao's eyes changed slightly, and he looked at her steadily: "Why? Why? What's wrong with my leader? Well, you are so repulsive?"

Bao Chi's face was calm: "The leader is so good, but the only one who is wrong? It's Yu Zhao."

Yu Zhao's heart trembled, blushes appeared on his cheeks, he felt a little pity for Bao Chi's deep affection for him, but also his eyes were sore and his heart was shaken, he only felt the words of the other party, even if she were to die now, she would be willing .

After taking two deep breaths to calm down the various emotions in his heart, Yu Zhao said softly: "Then let's change the conditions. You stay in Yu's mansion to accompany Yu Zhao for three days, and practice martial arts with me during the two days of Islam." Do you not have to do anything else, is that good?"

Bao Chi was stunned, wondering why she was so talkative, but since the other party was willing to let go, she should nod and agree: "According to what the leader said, I hope the leader will not break his promise."

Yu Zhao smiled lowly, raised his hand and gently stroked Bao Chi's face.

Thin Chi turned his face to avoid it, lowered his eyebrows and said sympathetically: "Is it time? It's early, if the leader has nothing else to do, let's go back to rest earlier."

Yu Zhao paused, and said hello.

When she turned around and left, she still had some regrets in her heart.

When will Bo Chi know her identity?

Or in other words, when can Thin Chi stop rejecting her current identity, even treating her as close as a friend can give her some comfort.

The leader's sudden night attack makes Bao Chi very worried.

She didn't fall asleep in the middle of the night, afraid that this beast with a face like a ghost would come back and move her hands and feet while she was asleep. Fortunately, she was half asleep and half awake until dawn, and the other party didn't show up again, so Thin Chi heaved a sigh of relief.

In the early morning, the air is wrapped in the fragrance of flowers, which makes people feel refreshed.

Yu Zhao usually gets up early to go to the academy, but Bo Chi is left unattended, and always sleeps until half of the classes in the academy, and then lazily goes to observe Yu Zhao in the dark.

Frightened by the leader last night, she got up earlier than before, just in time for Yu Zhao to have breakfast before leaving.

Seeing her yawning and coming in, Yu Zhao got up immediately, took the handkerchief from the servant girl, dipped it in warm water, and went to Bao Chi's side, and pressed the blue eyes for her.

The thin-winged eyelashes fluttered, and she touched and touched obediently. When she put down her hands, her voice was still sweet like sugar: "Thank you, Zhao."

Yu Zhao put the handkerchief aside, smiled and led her to sit down at the table, but in his heart unexpectedly remembered last night, Thin Chi's cautiousness and resistance in front of the 'religious master'.

Ugh.

The gap between the two sides is too big, even if the real owner is herself, she will still feel unbalanced.

wrong……

It is precisely because both of them are her that she is even more at a loss and uneasy.

Yu Zhao sighed softly in his heart, and with a smile on his face, he rolled up his sleeves, took the bowl and chopsticks, and served the thin wings himself.

The maid at the side wanted to help, but was sent out of the door by Yu Zhao.

The two had a sweet breakfast, and then went out? When Bao Chi wanted to slip away, Yu Zhao caught him: "If you have nothing to do, why don't you go to the academy with me?"

Bo Chi thought for a while, and it was better to sit next to Yu Zhao in a bright and upright manner than to sit on a branch every day, so he nodded decisively and said, "Okay."

They came to the academy together and sat together as if no one else was there.

The students around looked over in surprise, because of Yu Zhao's cold temper in the past, no one dared to step forward to question him.

After a while, the artist came in with a bunch of paintings. He didn't call names or look at the students. He opened one of the scrolls and explained the mysteries of it to everyone immersed in it.

Too many technical terms made it hard for Bo Chi to understand, but in order not to embarrass Yu Zhao beside her, she still maintained her demeanor of a good student, nodding solemnly and suddenly realizing.

Soon, the painter shut up contentedly, and began to distribute the picture scrolls, asking them to do their homework and draw a scene that they liked the most.

Yu Zhao picked up the pen very quickly, and with just a few strokes, he created a vivid picture. From the general appearance, it seems to be a cave.

Bo Chi didn't think too much, and directly took out the anime style he learned in elementary school, and drew a two-dimensional beautiful girl with long hair and purple skirt, sitting by the window and drawing.

After most of the paintings were finished, the artist picked out a few comments, and then announced that the get out of class was over.

The others packed up their things and left, but Yu Zhao was not in a hurry, he was serious about finishing up the aftermath, and finally put aside his pen and ink, and smiled with satisfaction.

Bo Chi approached her, and when he saw her, his memory was brought back to the scene when he first saw her: "Is this the cave where you found me? Is it me in the red dress? Am I so pretty?"

"Yes." Yu Zhao smiled sweetly: "It's very beautiful, just like a goddess from the sky who fell into the mortal world, anyone who sees it will fall in love at first sight."

Thin Wing: "Hey..."

Is this filter? Is it too thick?

After Yu Zhao finished laughing, she turned her head to look at her painting.

Didn't she catch a glimpse of the anime villain? With a muffled smile: "Very cute style of painting, as cute as you."

Bo Chi always felt that she was laughing at him, but when he looked over suspiciously, he saw that Yu Zhao was really fond of him.She could only act as if she had heard it wrong, and nodded reservedly: "So-so, the third in kindergarten, come on, come on, can you recognize who this is?"

Yu Zhaosu slid his hand across the scroll, brushed over the colorful petals of falling leaves outside the window, and then passed over the purple dress on the beautiful girl's body, and finally stayed in the painting. Going up, he hesitated and said: "I can recognize the others, but this picture-in-picture... what is it?"

"A cave." Bao Chi analyzed it seriously: "I thought you were drawing a tiger in the mountains, so I followed suit. Look at this stick figure with the word 'King' on its head. No? Is it very similar to a Siberian tiger?"

Yu Zhao was silent for two seconds, then nodded out of conscience: "...Well, it's very similar."

Thin Chi squinted his eyes flutteringly, and happily rolled up the painting, ready to take it back to the room and hang it on the wall?, admiring his masterpiece every day.

Yu Zhao wanted to speak but stopped, stopped talking but wanted to, and finally closed his mouth.

Forget it, the match tiger only occupies [-]% of the screen area, with thin wings hanging on the wall?, and the villain in the purple dress that represents her is the first thing you see.

That being the case, hang on? Let's hang up...

Yu Zhao convinced himself with complicated emotions.

However, three days later, when she returned to the Devil's Cult according to the agreement with Thin Chi, and was thinking about what method she should use to get close to him, she raised her head and caught a glimpse of that hanging in the other's room. A familiar painting.

Yu Zhao's expression suddenly cracked.

Why? Why...why? You can also see this Siberian tiger here! !

The author has something to say: Yu Zhao comforted himself: It’s okay, the first thing my wife sees is me.

Yu Zhao, who returned to the Devil's Cult: Fuck, why did this Siberian tiger follow here lingeringly?This is outrageous! !

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The concern of the cute crabs, woo woo woo one by one.

I feel a little better today, and after two more days, I should be completely healed, happy≧ω≦