Miao Jiangke

A gray bird landed on the top of a tree, holding a piece of green leaf in its mouth and landed on the stone table again. A hand with strong bones gently pulled the green leaf away, and the gray bird flapped its wings and flew away as if it was startled.

Qiu Yangui's eyes sank slightly, and he let out a soft breath while clutching the plain leaf.

This is Elder Lu's secret code. It seems that "Shuyu Pavilion" has already entered the territory of Miaojiang.

According to "their plan", he should find a way to respond, Elder Lu is also waiting for his news, Qiu Yangui hid the cold light in his eyes, and twitched the corners of his mouth.

He really needs to contact Elder Lu, but unfortunately, he is going to clean up the house for the young master.

Qiu Yangui took out a handkerchief and wiped Guixu carefully.

Footsteps sounded behind him, Qiu Yangui paused, but did not turn his head.

Weiliang's body leaned closer like this, and sat down close to him. Zuo Qingyue's eyes were gentle, and he kissed the assassin's ear lightly, calling softly, "The wild goose returns."

Qiu Yangui's indifferent expression melted away, he responded helplessly, and then asked softly, "Why did you come back so early?"

It was two hours earlier than before, not to mention that today is different from the past, and it is a troubled time, which seems a bit abnormal.

Sure enough, Zuo Qingyue paused, and immediately hugged him even tighter, "Yan Gui, I might have to travel far away, so please wait for me at home, okay?"

Is it possible to tune the tiger away from the mountain?

Qiu Yangui turned his back to him, with a serious look on his face, and asked calmly, "Where is the young master going?"

Zuo Qingyue smiled, and said nonchalantly, "There's something strange going on in the north, just go and have a look."

Qiu Yangui's heart sank, and he didn't speak immediately.

The young master must have known about the tricks of "Shuyu Pavilion", but he didn't intend to tell him, and he didn't plan to take him with him when he went.

He knew that the young master didn't want him to be in danger, but... that's all, it wasn't a bad thing, and when he solved the hidden danger, the young master would be able to come back in time.

Someone rubbed against her neck, and the delicate kisses fell on it, which was very itchy.

Qiu Yangui was stunned for a moment, his eyes suddenly became hot.

Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, Zuo Qingyue thought he was upset, so he coaxed him softly, "It won't take much time, wait until I come back, okay?"

Qiu Yangui nodded lightly, he really needed to stay, Zuo Qingyue left before he had a chance to attack Elder Lu, and cut off the retreat of "Buyu Pavilion".

It's just that I'm going to say goodbye, and I'm afraid I won't see each other again.

Qiu Yangui's eyes dimmed, Zuo Qingyue was circling him, the cool breath wrapped tightly around him, as if it would never go away, he took a deep breath.

Another separation without farewell.

Qiu Yangui endured the sourness and unwillingness, turned around and looked at the young master smiling, with focused eyes, and said softly, "Okay."

But I can't wait for you to come back.

Gently covering the young master's soft lips, Qiu Yangui knelt on one knee on the stone bench where he was sitting, kissed all the way from his lips to his Adam's apple, Zuo Qingyue squinted his eyes in enjoyment, breathing heavily.

The two came back to the house through bumps and bumps all the way from the backyard. Qiu Yangui took the initiative to take off his clothes, and his downcast eyes made it hard to see any emotion.

Then he roughly tore off Zuo Qingyue's clothes, Young Master Zuo didn't struggle, and let him tear them loosely, letting out some bewitching gasps from time to time, and when he was almost done, he turned over and pressed the assassin under him, peach blossom The eyes are full of possessiveness, the tails of the eyes are red and stare at the person under him, and then they turn into a smile, soft into a pool of spring water, so beautiful.

Qiu Yangui stared at him in a daze, but he didn't know that his appearance in Zuo Qingyue's eyes undoubtedly added fuel to the fire.

The sound of collisions inside the house was endless, and snow fell outside the house without knowing when, and it fell like a goose feather, covering the entire Miao border, which has been lonely in autumn and winter since ancient times.

Unspoken feelings are all melted into the scene.

-

evening.

When Qiu Yangui woke up, he was startled, and immediately turned his head to look, but the temperature around him was gone.

Feeling extremely uncomfortable, he pinched the center of his brows lightly, turned over and sat up with difficulty, his fingers touched something, he looked down, it was a piece of letter paper.

Flipping it deftly with the fingertips, the strong and sharp fonts are pleasing to the eye, and Qiu Yangui's eyes flickered slightly.

I have asked people to prepare hot water and food. It has been cold in Miaojiang recently, so don't be greedy for the cold. You will be back in less than ten days and wait for me.

——The husband stays.

Qiu Yangui's gaze was fixed on the place where the signature was written, and he seemed to be able to recall the young master's expression when he wrote the pen, and couldn't help but bend his eyebrows, but in the midst of a surge of emotion, the sourness took the lead.

He took a deep breath, carefully folded the letter paper and put it in his arms, then got up to take a bath.

After bathing he sat alone in the study.

Zuo Qingyue's aura lingers here for a long time, filling every corner. Qiu Yangui watched quietly for a long time, then walked to the window, opened the window and looked at the color of the lights printed on the silver frost, thinking about the young master's usual will do.

Spring and summer may blow the wind lazily for a while, and autumn and winter put on fox fur, and the stove is burning in the house, yawning lazily.

Qiu Yangui lowered his eyes, and his eyes gently swept over the desks, chairs, stacks of paperwork... His fingers moved around, brushing them lightly.

It seems that he wants to leave some of his breath and imprint.

He finally stopped in front of the case, and after sitting down, he picked up the pen, the ink was shining on the paper, Qiu Yangui was in the empty study, his figure was a little thin.

The shadow falling on the wall behind him swayed with the candlelight, and seemed to merge with another tall and straight figure.

-

In the next few days, Qiu Yangui would go out for a walk from time to time, with the young master's people not far behind him. His actions were first to let them relax their vigilance, and second, to look for opportunities.

Fortunately, the young master's people didn't defend him, they were just guarding him.

Finally on the third day, he received another signal from Elder Lu that Qiu Yangui was ready to go to the appointment, but before that, he had to get rid of the "tail" behind him.

at night.

"Twelve, we..." The hidden guards only felt a blur in front of their eyes, and the figure that was still there just now disappeared from their sight, and they became vigilant in an instant.

The secret guard who was called Twelve frowned, the young master once said that if Mr. Chou wanted to do anything, he didn't have to stop him, all he had to do was protect his safety, so they never set up defenses.

These hidden guards are more or less in awe. After all, he is the number one assassin on the Jianghu list, a legendary figure, how could such a role need their protection.

But at this moment, when the figure disappeared, he suddenly felt an unexplained chill down his spine. A white light flashed in front of Twelve's eyes, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he yelled, "No, be careful behind you!"

"That's right, it's quite sensitive." A soft voice sounded, with a smile on his face, Qiu Yangui landed behind them, without being merciful to give them a chance to react, he swiftly chopped two of them unconscious, leaving the remaining two The strength is not bad, Qiu Yangui tried a few tricks, and he knocked people out gently.

After finishing this, he clapped his hands, dragged the person into a dark alley, and opened the package he had prepared in advance. Inside was a quilt, and he carefully arranged the people to cover them so as not to freeze to death.

"What a pity..." Qiu Yangui looked at the few people who fell into a coma, feeling a little lost, and gently patted Twelve, who was the most responsive among them, and murmured in a low voice.

"If there are no such things, I will have the opportunity to teach you."