flapping wings

Qi Ping finished two large bowls of wontons in one go, lay on the table and looked at Mu Xiaoque, then reached out and touched his face: "Que'er, I'm just worried about your eating problem, what should I do if you're hungry?"

Mu Xiaoque glanced around, raised her left hand to cover half of her face, and swallowed two in one go, her cheeks bulging.

Qi Ping couldn't help laughing, held his face and pinched it.

Mu Xiaoque lowered her head and mouth corners slightly, swallowed two big stuffed wontons with difficulty, stuffed two more into her mouth, and hiccupped in the end.

He hid himself in a dark alley, and after recovering for a long time, he came out covering his mouth, "I was heard by others."

"It's okay, no one recognizes you," Qi Ping happily ran over, half squatting in front of Mu Xiaoque: "Can I carry you back?"

"No need," Mu Xiaoque bypassed him and took a few steps, but no one followed, he grabbed Qi Ping's collar and pulled it to his side, "I'm so stretched, I want to walk for a while."

Walking all the way back to Zhou's house by the starlight, after closing the door, Qi Ping fell directly on the bed: "What shall we do next? Force it? Or wait until we find her mother?"

Mu Xiaoque shook her head and said, "We shouldn't be able to pry anything out, and we can't beat her with just the few of us."

Walking to the side of the bed, he caught Qi Ping's thigh that was thrown at him, found the numbness and pressed lightly.

Unexpectedly, not only did he not receive the response he should have, but he was kicked instead. He looked down at Qi Ping from the side of the bed, "I found that you have become more and more presumptuous these two days."

After being kicked several times, Mu Xiaoque raised his calf and scratched the sole of his foot. Qi Ping laughed so hard that he thrashed on the bed, completely rubbed into the quilt, and begged for mercy.

Mu Xiaoque glanced at the window and let go of Qi Ping's legs, but in an instant, Qi Ping suddenly rushed over, grabbed his belt and pulled him down on the bed.

Noses collided, Qi Ping raised his head and leaned towards him, but Mu Xiaoque gagged his mouth mercilessly, only to hear him refuse in a cold and low voice: "No!"

"Shameless," Qi Ping snorted, "I want to see if your nose is broken."

Getting up from the bed, Mu Xiaoque straightened her clothes, bent down and grabbed Qi Ping's loose belt to wrap it carefully, her lips were blocked unexpectedly.

Qi Ping put his arms around him and kissed him deeply, "It's essential to guard against thieves, my little bird."

Mu Xiaoque covered her mouth and scolded him in a low voice: "Shameless!"

"Why don't you shout louder?" Qi Ping raised his eyebrows and turned his head and said, "Xiangqinger, after listening to the corner for so long, why don't you come in and have a seat?"

Hearing a slight sound from the window, Xiang Qing'er came in with a smile: "It's really boring, I wanted to hear how Mu Xiaoniao is doing in bed, but you two are innocent."

"We," Mu Xiaoque looked back, Qi Ping patted his legs with a smile and said, "We have nothing to do, my sister is lewd by herself, no one looks like a good person anymore."

"Before I came here, I was unwilling to talk about it, but now it's all over," Xiang Qing'er waved her hand, sat on the side of the bed and said, "Who is Duan Qingyin you are talking about?"

"The actual master of Cuiyuanfang," Mu Xiaoque turned to ask, "Have Shi Qing and the one-armed old man come to Yunhe City yet?"

"Those two old things didn't come, all the information was exchanged by letters," Xiang Qing'er frowned slightly, "I reckon Shi Qing will come in a few days, and the old ghost of the No Surname Sect doesn't know. "

The three of them looked at each other with serious expressions, Qi Ping sighed: "He came at this time, could it be that he is going to attack the Zhou family?"

"Modao came out of the mountain this time because of Yu Ruyi, and Zhou Mingwen also admitted that his family has two dollars." Xiang Qing'er kicked Mu Xiaoque: "Do you really believe that Yu Ruyi from the Zhou family was killed by Yu Ruyi?" Steal it?"

"Half-belief, half-doubt," Qi Ping interjected, he patted the shoe print on Mu Xiaoque's leg, lay between the two of them, and directly laid his pillow on it.

His upturned Erlang legs dangled in the air, "But if it hadn't been stolen, wouldn't he have made the Zhou Family Tree a target for helping me that day?"

With a snap, Xiang Qing'er slapped Qi Ping's eyes-obscuring leg, and stared at him coldly, "You're courting death!"

Qi Ping blinked guiltily, his legs that were numb from being slapped cautiously retracted, fine sweat broke out from his forehead in fright.

Mu Xiaoque calmly pulled Qi Ping towards her, put her hands on his ankles and kneaded them nonchalantly, and said via voice transmission: "Are you going to let it go in the future?"

Qi Ping secretly squeezed his ass with his fingers to protest, Mu Xiaoque's downcast eyes were full of smiles, and he said via voice transmission: "Let you be an asshole."

After finishing speaking, he looked up at Xiang Qing'er, sighed and said, "Whether or not you have stolen Yu Ruyi depends on what the masked man does next."

Even deeper, the lights of Wan's house had already been extinguished, Xiang Qing'er finished chatting with Mu Xiaoque, came out from Zhou's house and walked all the way to the stronghold.

The surroundings were lonely, the street was empty except for her, and the coolness of late autumn was lingering, making her quite lonely.

Thinking of her affection for Mu Xiaoque, Xiang Qing'er couldn't help laughing at herself.

If she had also used the stalking move back then, I wonder if she would still be in such a mess today, thinking of this, reluctance welled up in her heart again.

Halfway through the journey, she stopped suddenly, stared at the dark road ahead for a moment, folded her arms and said, "Although your Excellency wants to escort me all the way, I still don't like you."

A figure slowly walked out of the darkness, "Sect Master Xiang, since you already know it's me, why bother to hurt others?"

"Shi Qing, are you safe here?" Xiang Qing'er looked at the person coming, with the corner of her mouth slightly raised: "Let me lead the battle for you, my calculations are going backwards."

Shi Qing picked up Xiang Qing'er's beautiful hair and twisted it, put it under his nose and took a deep breath, "Sect Master Xiang's night-time lover, why didn't he stay happy?"

"You're still so perverted," Xiang Qing'er pulled back her hair, and wiped it with a handkerchief in disgust, "I wanted to be happy, but Jiaren didn't want to do it."

Shi Qing twirled his fingers regretfully, and asked with his back behind his back: "Sect Master Xiang, you took over the task of assassinating Commander Mu yourself, can you still do it?"

"That's what you want to say after following me so late?" Xiang Qing'er bypassed Shi Qing and walked forward.

Shi Qing sniffed as the fragrant wind blew on his face. Looking at the enchanting figure in front of him, he couldn't help clenching his hands behind his back into fists, "Sect Master Xiang, one day, you will be mine."

"It's disgusting to say these things," Xiang Qing'er said quietly, "Is that why you want to do it?"

"Xiang Qing'er," Shi Qing shouted with his first and last name in a low voice, "I haven't succeeded for so long, do you want to leave without explaining clearly?"

Xiang Qing'er stopped in front, looked sideways at Shi Qing: "I wanted to make a move, but I overheard a very interesting information, so I slowed down, does this explain your satisfaction?"

"What information?" Shi Qing chased after him, and walked side by side with Xiang Qing'er. After waiting for a long time but not hearing an answer, he couldn't help but continue to ask: "What information can be worth the life of Commander Mu?"

Xiang Qing'er lowered her head slightly, her eyes changed, mixed with hesitation and firmness, and finally gritted her teeth and said, "If I tell you this information, I will completely miss the truth, after all, he still thinks that I am with him now .”

"How much information did you sell to him?" Shi Qing pinched Xiang Qing'er's arm and doubted, "Make him trust you so far!"

"Just two," Xiang Qing'er shook off his hand in disgust, "I just told him that Mo Dao participated in the massacre of the Qi family."

Shi Qing took half a step forward, covering Xiang Qing'er's head faintly, "There's more!"

Xiang Qing'er glanced at Shi Qing who looked quite unhappy, her eyes were full of sarcasm, "I also told him that the family without a surname is the Li family!"

Shi Qing grabbed her neck, before she could move, she was savagely swept down.

Xiang Qing'er covered her throat and coughed, looked at Shi Qing and said in a serious tone: "If you dare to touch me again, I will chop off your hand!"

When her breathing was smooth, she looked at Shi Qing and squinted her eyes, "Do you think the famous Commander Mu will really be fooled by beauty? If you don't trust me, then send someone to kill him yourself!"

Shi Qing took a deep breath, rubbed his hands that were numb from the shock, "It's not a big deal, if you sell it, you'll sell it, what kind of information do you get, don't let me down, sweet, clear, son."

Xiang Qing'er glanced at him and smiled disdainfully: "Duan Qingyin from Qingyin Pavilion is Du Hongyu's master, Sect Master Shi, are you satisfied?"

"Qing'er," Xiang Qing'er frowned, turned around and left, Shi Qing caught up with her and said with a smile, "OK, please, don't call me, I'll give you a ride."

At this time, Qingyin Pavilion

Duan Qingyin opened her eyes and stared at Huabuluo who was sleeping soundly next to her, her expression changed from suspicion, conviction, hesitation and reluctance.

She slowly stretched her hand towards Hua Buluo's neck. During the whole process, the man did not have any abnormal reaction, his heartbeat was steady and his breathing was long.

She finally exhaled lightly, kissed the man's chest, leaned on his broad shoulders to find a comfortable angle, and closed her eyes.

After a cup of tea, Hua Buluo turned over to face Duan Qingyin, she immediately opened her eyes, observed for a while, and finally relaxed and fell asleep.

About half an hour later, Hua Buluo slowly opened his eyes in the dark, he didn't even dare to move, now that he was in the tiger's den, he didn't dare to fall asleep easily, in case the hand just dropped go down!

Same bed with different dreams is nothing more than that, for his extremely painful torment at this moment, he can only curse Mu Xiaoque and Qi Ping in a different way in his heart that they will not be able to marry a wife or have children in the future.

At this time, the cursed two are receiving a special guest.

The guest didn't even say hello, just broke in through the window of their room, and then sat down at the table and looked at them without saying a word, asking questions without answering.

Mu Xiaoque sat on the bed in disheveled clothes and looked directly at Xiao Muya, Qi Ping had already fallen asleep in his arms, his eyelids rolled up, obviously very restless.

"This little nephew Qi has a big heart." Hearing the voice suddenly, Qi Ping woke up instantly, wiped the saliva that was almost dripping from the corner of his mouth, and let out a dazed "hmm".

"Senior broke in late at night and pretended to be dumb," Mu Xiaoque said in an unhappy tone, "We didn't beat you out because of the love of the previous generation."

"Senior Xiao, what are you going to do?" Qi Ping sat up supporting Mu Xiaoque's legs, and stretched his tired arms and legs: "Why don't you sit and we fall asleep."

"I just wanted to come over to see what the only remaining descendant of the Qi family looks like," Xiao Muya commented harshly: "Insufficient concentration, poor martial arts, lazy,"

"Senior," Mu Xiaoque interrupted him directly: "We still need to sleep, please!"

Xiao Muya took out a jade bottle from his arms and threw it to Mu Xiaoque casually, and jumped out of the window without saying a word.

Qi Ping took the jade bottle and looked at it, and there was a white bug inside, "What is this?"

Mu Xiaoque looked towards the window, and solemnly put the jade bottle into his arms: "His life!"