Chapter 83: 83
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At noon, she needs to have lunch with Mu Yao. Miaomiao wants to change her dress stained with ink. Before she takes off her clothes, she suddenly raises her eyes and stares at him: "you avoid it."
Mu Sheng seems to be surprised: "yesterday you didn't let me avoid..."
"Yesterday was yesterday, today is today," she said, slowly undoing her belt
He pauses and turns his back.
Ling Miaomiao took off the skirt and changed it into a breast length Ru skirt. The lace went around the back and crossed the knot. The skirt didn't press down and fell from the back.
Back suddenly a cool, and then a finger over her back, quickly carrying her skirt up, pressure on the back.
She suddenly froze, back to him, blush to the root of the ear: "what's the matter with you, don't you want to avoid it?"
"I dodged." Juvenile three fingers pressed her skirt head, against her white back, tone sounds innocent, "skirt off, I help you catch."
She quickly put her hand behind her back, took the skirt from his hand, quickly wrapped the lace up twice, eyelashes trembled quickly, "you don't look back, how can you see that my skirt is missing?"
“……”
His waist was suddenly held by him, and the whole person was encircled in his arms again. His kiss fell on the side of her neck uncontrollably. It seemed that he was lazy to cover up. "Well, I was wrong."
"You..." She stopped for a moment and went out in a rage. "You loosen it, my knot is not tied yet..."
He clasped her in one hand and picked up the long half tie from the bed in the other: "I'll tie it for you."
He was not surprised that these days his braids would be twisted, his buttons would be misplaced, and his lace would be tied in a dead knot.
She said something incoherent, even her breath was disordered Tied to the front
"I know." He didn't like it. He put his hands around her waist, pulled up the tie, put his chin on her shoulder and looked at her. He tied a knot on her chest. When the bow was tight, he felt the person in his arms shaking heavily.
"What's the matter..." He looked down at her and suddenly found that her whole face was red. His eyes were a little confused for a moment. He stroked her hot ear tip and said, "how could you be shy?"
People who are under the control of demagogues, like crazy children with incomplete souls, are insensitive to the outside world and even blush.
She was touched on the tip of her ear, turned her head as if she had been burned, and almost climbed out with her hands and feet, struggling like a small animal that had just fallen into a trap: "let go..."
As soon as he released his hand, she suddenly fell forward on the bed, turned over in the pile of clothes, turned her back to him, and immediately became angry and said, "you get out of my bed!"
“……” He leaned over and pulled her back, "Miaomiao..."
Yesterday, I never had such a big temper
In the panic, Ling Miaomiao bowed his head and bit him on the tiger's mouth. The boy suddenly dropped his hand. Miaomiao held his knees and shrunk into a ball. His autumn eyes glared at him angrily: "change your own clothes!"
“……” He didn't dare to force any more. With full of doubts, he turned to the next door silently.
This toss, lunch a full quarter of an hour late, Mu Yao a person sitting at a table before a cold meal, almost sitting into a statue.
She raises her head in silence. Ling Miaomiao is led by Mu Sheng, and her step is still a little staggering. Mu Sheng opens the chair, settles her down, and does almost everything for her.
Muyao stopped and called, "Miaomiao?"
Ling Miaomiao, sitting quietly, turned to smile at her: "sister mu."
This smile, make her put down most of the heart, look complex to see Mu sound one eye: "eat first."
That night, she almost stayed up all night, thinking back and forth about the scenes she had been getting along with Mu Sheng over the years, only to find out how many things she had neglected - he was so obedient in front of her that she ignored his original personality, habitually educated him, constrained him, and even forced him
He suddenly lifted the mask, which was hard for her to accept. At the same time, there was a sense of absurdity.
The difference between heaven and earth, the deep hatred between blood and sea, to her as a person, will be irreconcilable with the heresy, eager to get rid of soon after, but when he turned out of the room, she actually felt a huge heartache: how many years of dependent brother and sister, even if he has more disguise, those years of love, is also like water flowing east?
At that moment, he felt that he was rebellious and she was not.
She could no longer regard him as a close relative, but she could not bear to regard him as an enemy.
They kept such a delicate balance by tacit understanding, never mentioning what happened that night, and getting along with each other peacefully, but she knew that everything had changed.
And Mu Sheng has become what it is today, including her share.
What she didn't expect was that the first thing Mu Sheng came to her was to marry Ling Miaomiao.
She knew that her opinions were of little importance to him now. Even if she obstructed, he had a way to do it.It's just that he's in an unstable state, acting surly and completely reckless. If he involves the innocent Ling Miaomiao by force
She still chose to promise to be the bridegroom as Mu Sheng's elder sister. If he is out of line, she will correct him.
She turned her head. Ling Miaomiao peeled the shrimp and side her head. She was still chattering with her. It didn't look strange.
"Sister mu, when shall we go to Wufang town?"
Mu Yao forced a smile: "leave in ten days."
"Not waiting for brother Liu?"
She paused: "no wait."
Ling Miaomiao nodded and stuffed the shrimp into her mouth. After a while, she said with a smile, "does sister Mu eat shrimp dipped in soy sauce?"
“…… No Mu Yao looks at the girl's pink cheek. Her apricot eyes flicker and her face is very good. With her little daughter, she seems to know nothing.
This relaxed quickly infected her, she thought, perhaps married is really two lovers.
Mu Sheng looks at their conversation in silence. Ling Miaomiao speaks quickly and is full of energy. He looks the same as before. Mu Yao's tense look gradually relaxes, and his clenched fingers gradually relax.
…… This man is still so competitive under the temptation of love. He silently hooked the corner of his lips and looked blankly out of the window. He could not say whether he was happy or disappointed.
There was a lot of traffic outside the window of the wine shop. The sunlight came in from the window and spread on the table. The tea was sparkling.
"Miaomiao, getting married is a big event in life. Do you really think about it?" She asked for the last sentence.
Ling Miaomiao turned her eyes, bit the chopsticks, and immediately said with a brilliant smile, "I like Ziqi, I'm willing to marry Ziqi."
Mu Yao was stunned and said with a smile Good
At the end of lunch, muyao turned to Miaomiao and said, "after dinner, do you want to go to my room?"
"No need." Mu Sheng answered for her first step, stretched out his hand, "Miaomiao, follow me."
Miaomiao obediently held him, stood up, was pulled behind him, it was a very strong protective posture, his smile without temperature, "afternoon to go to the street, can't accompany sister chat."
“…… It's all right Mu Yao opened her mouth, did not think of what to say, had to be blunt to remind a, "take good care of Miaomiao."
*
the slender fingers hold the butterfly hairpin and compare it with her head. The wings of the butterfly quiver and glitter in the sun.
There are many hairpins on the stalls, but they are all handmade, which is not as complicated as jewelry shops. The style of this butterfly hairpin is also very simple. It's not as delicate as the one on her head.
The stall owner was so eloquent that he clapped his hands and burst out a burst of exaggerated exclamation: "good looking! It's so beautiful! It's quite in line with the girl's temperament. It's true that there's something in the sky and nothing in the ground... "
Markets are noisy, people are coming and going, shops are lined up, and colorful signs are hanging out to occupy the street, shouting one after another.
He wanted her to go to the jewelry store to buy it. When he saw her listening to the stall owner's words, he suddenly laughed in the sun and didn't speak.
Ling Miaomiao suddenly turned her head and deliberately stood on tiptoe. The butterfly's wings began to swing up and down, flashing light. There seemed to be streamer in her eyes, and she was very excited with a smile: "you see, it will tremble."
In my impression, only when I was a child, I had worn this kind of exaggerated and shiny thing. I think I still miss it.
"Buy one." He didn't hesitate to pay the money. His eyelashes trembled. He felt that his heart was stirring the wings up and down.
Ling Miaomiao took off the original cloud foot hairpin and gave it to him, wearing a small butterfly with moving wings. He put the cloud foot hairpin into his arms and quickly pulled her chin, "it's crooked."
"No way." Ling Miaomiao quickly reached out to touch it. He had already taken off the hairpin and put on her face again.
I do not know why, his action deliberately very slow, fingers repeatedly inadvertently across her hair, make her face itchy, can not help but some irritable: "OK?"
He did not let go, turned to the shop owner: "another one."
“……”
A left and a right, end end symmetry, she reached for a touch, angry: "who let you wear two symmetrical?"
A butterfly seems to be accidentally perched on the hair, two end-to-end butterflies Isn't it a mounted specimen of a butterfly?
Symmetrical and neat is the most suitable for a little girl. She combs a bun and wears two symmetrical butterflies on her temples, which makes him look like a six or seven year old baby
Looking at her red face, the boy seemed to have a satisfied smile in his eyes: "good looking."
"I don't want it." She is indignant, reach out to want to take off, Mu voice blocks her hand, turn a head again, light way: "again one."
The stall owner sold three butterfly hairpins in a row. He was ecstatic and handed them over respectfully.
Mu Sheng glanced at her face, moved the hairpin on the right side a little, and another hairpin on the right side, breaking the symmetrical shape.
Little butterfly was shining in her chestnut hair last time. It was dazzling. Exaggeration and unconventional, but it should be her.Ling Miaomiao could not bear to pull his clothes: "let's go."
If she stayed any longer, she doubted that she would be taken as a butterfly by him.
After three or four stalls, she had several things in her hands.
The fiery red sugar gourd turned in her hand. She lowered her head and caught the first hawthorn. Before she could swallow it, she heard the young man beside her saying in a low voice: "I want to eat it, too."
She looked at him, pointed to the stall with her cheeks bulging, and said vaguely, "go buy it."
He did not blink to look at her face, tone with a trace of grievance: "I want to eat your hand."
Ling Miaomiao was stunned and painfully handed over the rest: "here you are I'll buy another one. "
He did not reach out to pick up, but looked down at the red sugar gourd in her hand, and looked at her with those dark and moist eyes.
“……” Ling Miaomiao came to understand and was furious. He went to pull up his hand and forced the sugar gourd into his hand. He turned and walked away. The butterfly hairpin glittered and said, "do you like it or not?"
*
"ah --"
a figure in front of the fortune teller's booth struck the table and shook. The black-and-white eight diagrams on the table swayed left and right, and a series of dice rolled to the ground.
The man was tall, his hat was very low, and his black veil was hanging. He said "sorry" in a hurry.
Ling Miaomiao passed him by, looked at the familiar figure, followed by a few steps: "brother Liu!"
"Brother Liu, where are you going?"
After hearing the words, the figure quickly went around the corner of the street and disappeared in a flash. A piece of paper flew out obliquely, turned a few times in the air and fell at her feet in a hurry.
she stopped walking, picked it up and put it in her arms, her heart pounding.
He's a demon hunter, covering his face like a thief in broad daylight, and scurrying around the market in confusion
Immediately, was a hoop back to her arms, for a long time, the voice of Mu Sheng in her ears, with a shivering cold: "where do you want to run?"
She pointed to the empty alley and didn't respond: "I didn't run. I saw brother Liu..."
"I didn't see it."
"Really..."
"You're wrong." He interrupted, coldly holding her by the wrist and going back, as if with a chain.
Ling Miaomiao was dragged by him all the way. As it was getting late, the stalls in the market were closed, and the street suddenly widened. On both sides of the second and third floor of the wine shop lights, the sound of drinking comes from the lattice window, the whole street warm yellow lights like stars.
At the end of the road, you can hardly see the house. The night wind blows, the trees shake, and countless tiny leaves collide with each other, making a rustling sound.
Ling Miaomiao didn't know the way, until she plunged into the empty forest, and then she became alert: "what are we doing here?"
Mu Sheng's eyes were dark, reflecting the brightness of the moonlight. He released her hand, put her against the rough tree trunk, and answered, "speak."
“……” Her eyelashes trembled, and the cold plum blossom fragrance on his body surrounded her, "said What do you say? "
The trees are like the waves of pines, which are the color of cold. The crisscross crown blocks out the sun. Occasionally, a crow can be heard in the forest.
Her back suddenly touched the cold tree trunk and shivered. He took another step forward and was about to stick to her. The pressure was numbing.
He pursed his lips, fingers gently around her hair, as if trying to restrain himself, for a long time, then raised his head, dark eyes fixed her: "Miaomiao, take it out."
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At noon, she needs to have lunch with Mu Yao. Miaomiao wants to change her dress stained with ink. Before she takes off her clothes, she suddenly raises her eyes and stares at him: "you avoid it."
Mu Sheng seems to be surprised: "yesterday you didn't let me avoid..."
"Yesterday was yesterday, today is today," she said, slowly undoing her belt
He pauses and turns his back.
Ling Miaomiao took off the skirt and changed it into a breast length Ru skirt. The lace went around the back and crossed the knot. The skirt didn't press down and fell from the back.
Back suddenly a cool, and then a finger over her back, quickly carrying her skirt up, pressure on the back.
She suddenly froze, back to him, blush to the root of the ear: "what's the matter with you, don't you want to avoid it?"
"I dodged." Juvenile three fingers pressed her skirt head, against her white back, tone sounds innocent, "skirt off, I help you catch."
She quickly put her hand behind her back, took the skirt from his hand, quickly wrapped the lace up twice, eyelashes trembled quickly, "you don't look back, how can you see that my skirt is missing?"
“……”
His waist was suddenly held by him, and the whole person was encircled in his arms again. His kiss fell on the side of her neck uncontrollably. It seemed that he was lazy to cover up. "Well, I was wrong."
"You..." She stopped for a moment and went out in a rage. "You loosen it, my knot is not tied yet..."
He clasped her in one hand and picked up the long half tie from the bed in the other: "I'll tie it for you."
He was not surprised that these days his braids would be twisted, his buttons would be misplaced, and his lace would be tied in a dead knot.
She said something incoherent, even her breath was disordered Tied to the front
"I know." He didn't like it. He put his hands around her waist, pulled up the tie, put his chin on her shoulder and looked at her. He tied a knot on her chest. When the bow was tight, he felt the person in his arms shaking heavily.
"What's the matter..." He looked down at her and suddenly found that her whole face was red. His eyes were a little confused for a moment. He stroked her hot ear tip and said, "how could you be shy?"
People who are under the control of demagogues, like crazy children with incomplete souls, are insensitive to the outside world and even blush.
She was touched on the tip of her ear, turned her head as if she had been burned, and almost climbed out with her hands and feet, struggling like a small animal that had just fallen into a trap: "let go..."
As soon as he released his hand, she suddenly fell forward on the bed, turned over in the pile of clothes, turned her back to him, and immediately became angry and said, "you get out of my bed!"
“……” He leaned over and pulled her back, "Miaomiao..."
Yesterday, I never had such a big temper
In the panic, Ling Miaomiao bowed his head and bit him on the tiger's mouth. The boy suddenly dropped his hand. Miaomiao held his knees and shrunk into a ball. His autumn eyes glared at him angrily: "change your own clothes!"
“……” He didn't dare to force any more. With full of doubts, he turned to the next door silently.
This toss, lunch a full quarter of an hour late, Mu Yao a person sitting at a table before a cold meal, almost sitting into a statue.
She raises her head in silence. Ling Miaomiao is led by Mu Sheng, and her step is still a little staggering. Mu Sheng opens the chair, settles her down, and does almost everything for her.
Muyao stopped and called, "Miaomiao?"
Ling Miaomiao, sitting quietly, turned to smile at her: "sister mu."
This smile, make her put down most of the heart, look complex to see Mu sound one eye: "eat first."
That night, she almost stayed up all night, thinking back and forth about the scenes she had been getting along with Mu Sheng over the years, only to find out how many things she had neglected - he was so obedient in front of her that she ignored his original personality, habitually educated him, constrained him, and even forced him
He suddenly lifted the mask, which was hard for her to accept. At the same time, there was a sense of absurdity.
The difference between heaven and earth, the deep hatred between blood and sea, to her as a person, will be irreconcilable with the heresy, eager to get rid of soon after, but when he turned out of the room, she actually felt a huge heartache: how many years of dependent brother and sister, even if he has more disguise, those years of love, is also like water flowing east?
At that moment, he felt that he was rebellious and she was not.
She could no longer regard him as a close relative, but she could not bear to regard him as an enemy.
They kept such a delicate balance by tacit understanding, never mentioning what happened that night, and getting along with each other peacefully, but she knew that everything had changed.
And Mu Sheng has become what it is today, including her share.
What she didn't expect was that the first thing Mu Sheng came to her was to marry Ling Miaomiao.
She knew that her opinions were of little importance to him now. Even if she obstructed, he had a way to do it.It's just that he's in an unstable state, acting surly and completely reckless. If he involves the innocent Ling Miaomiao by force
She still chose to promise to be the bridegroom as Mu Sheng's elder sister. If he is out of line, she will correct him.
She turned her head. Ling Miaomiao peeled the shrimp and side her head. She was still chattering with her. It didn't look strange.
"Sister mu, when shall we go to Wufang town?"
Mu Yao forced a smile: "leave in ten days."
"Not waiting for brother Liu?"
She paused: "no wait."
Ling Miaomiao nodded and stuffed the shrimp into her mouth. After a while, she said with a smile, "does sister Mu eat shrimp dipped in soy sauce?"
“…… No Mu Yao looks at the girl's pink cheek. Her apricot eyes flicker and her face is very good. With her little daughter, she seems to know nothing.
This relaxed quickly infected her, she thought, perhaps married is really two lovers.
Mu Sheng looks at their conversation in silence. Ling Miaomiao speaks quickly and is full of energy. He looks the same as before. Mu Yao's tense look gradually relaxes, and his clenched fingers gradually relax.
…… This man is still so competitive under the temptation of love. He silently hooked the corner of his lips and looked blankly out of the window. He could not say whether he was happy or disappointed.
There was a lot of traffic outside the window of the wine shop. The sunlight came in from the window and spread on the table. The tea was sparkling.
"Miaomiao, getting married is a big event in life. Do you really think about it?" She asked for the last sentence.
Ling Miaomiao turned her eyes, bit the chopsticks, and immediately said with a brilliant smile, "I like Ziqi, I'm willing to marry Ziqi."
Mu Yao was stunned and said with a smile Good
At the end of lunch, muyao turned to Miaomiao and said, "after dinner, do you want to go to my room?"
"No need." Mu Sheng answered for her first step, stretched out his hand, "Miaomiao, follow me."
Miaomiao obediently held him, stood up, was pulled behind him, it was a very strong protective posture, his smile without temperature, "afternoon to go to the street, can't accompany sister chat."
“…… It's all right Mu Yao opened her mouth, did not think of what to say, had to be blunt to remind a, "take good care of Miaomiao."
*
the slender fingers hold the butterfly hairpin and compare it with her head. The wings of the butterfly quiver and glitter in the sun.
There are many hairpins on the stalls, but they are all handmade, which is not as complicated as jewelry shops. The style of this butterfly hairpin is also very simple. It's not as delicate as the one on her head.
The stall owner was so eloquent that he clapped his hands and burst out a burst of exaggerated exclamation: "good looking! It's so beautiful! It's quite in line with the girl's temperament. It's true that there's something in the sky and nothing in the ground... "
Markets are noisy, people are coming and going, shops are lined up, and colorful signs are hanging out to occupy the street, shouting one after another.
He wanted her to go to the jewelry store to buy it. When he saw her listening to the stall owner's words, he suddenly laughed in the sun and didn't speak.
Ling Miaomiao suddenly turned her head and deliberately stood on tiptoe. The butterfly's wings began to swing up and down, flashing light. There seemed to be streamer in her eyes, and she was very excited with a smile: "you see, it will tremble."
In my impression, only when I was a child, I had worn this kind of exaggerated and shiny thing. I think I still miss it.
"Buy one." He didn't hesitate to pay the money. His eyelashes trembled. He felt that his heart was stirring the wings up and down.
Ling Miaomiao took off the original cloud foot hairpin and gave it to him, wearing a small butterfly with moving wings. He put the cloud foot hairpin into his arms and quickly pulled her chin, "it's crooked."
"No way." Ling Miaomiao quickly reached out to touch it. He had already taken off the hairpin and put on her face again.
I do not know why, his action deliberately very slow, fingers repeatedly inadvertently across her hair, make her face itchy, can not help but some irritable: "OK?"
He did not let go, turned to the shop owner: "another one."
“……”
A left and a right, end end symmetry, she reached for a touch, angry: "who let you wear two symmetrical?"
A butterfly seems to be accidentally perched on the hair, two end-to-end butterflies Isn't it a mounted specimen of a butterfly?
Symmetrical and neat is the most suitable for a little girl. She combs a bun and wears two symmetrical butterflies on her temples, which makes him look like a six or seven year old baby
Looking at her red face, the boy seemed to have a satisfied smile in his eyes: "good looking."
"I don't want it." She is indignant, reach out to want to take off, Mu voice blocks her hand, turn a head again, light way: "again one."
The stall owner sold three butterfly hairpins in a row. He was ecstatic and handed them over respectfully.
Mu Sheng glanced at her face, moved the hairpin on the right side a little, and another hairpin on the right side, breaking the symmetrical shape.
Little butterfly was shining in her chestnut hair last time. It was dazzling. Exaggeration and unconventional, but it should be her.Ling Miaomiao could not bear to pull his clothes: "let's go."
If she stayed any longer, she doubted that she would be taken as a butterfly by him.
After three or four stalls, she had several things in her hands.
The fiery red sugar gourd turned in her hand. She lowered her head and caught the first hawthorn. Before she could swallow it, she heard the young man beside her saying in a low voice: "I want to eat it, too."
She looked at him, pointed to the stall with her cheeks bulging, and said vaguely, "go buy it."
He did not blink to look at her face, tone with a trace of grievance: "I want to eat your hand."
Ling Miaomiao was stunned and painfully handed over the rest: "here you are I'll buy another one. "
He did not reach out to pick up, but looked down at the red sugar gourd in her hand, and looked at her with those dark and moist eyes.
“……” Ling Miaomiao came to understand and was furious. He went to pull up his hand and forced the sugar gourd into his hand. He turned and walked away. The butterfly hairpin glittered and said, "do you like it or not?"
*
"ah --"
a figure in front of the fortune teller's booth struck the table and shook. The black-and-white eight diagrams on the table swayed left and right, and a series of dice rolled to the ground.
The man was tall, his hat was very low, and his black veil was hanging. He said "sorry" in a hurry.
Ling Miaomiao passed him by, looked at the familiar figure, followed by a few steps: "brother Liu!"
"Brother Liu, where are you going?"
After hearing the words, the figure quickly went around the corner of the street and disappeared in a flash. A piece of paper flew out obliquely, turned a few times in the air and fell at her feet in a hurry.
she stopped walking, picked it up and put it in her arms, her heart pounding.
He's a demon hunter, covering his face like a thief in broad daylight, and scurrying around the market in confusion
Immediately, was a hoop back to her arms, for a long time, the voice of Mu Sheng in her ears, with a shivering cold: "where do you want to run?"
She pointed to the empty alley and didn't respond: "I didn't run. I saw brother Liu..."
"I didn't see it."
"Really..."
"You're wrong." He interrupted, coldly holding her by the wrist and going back, as if with a chain.
Ling Miaomiao was dragged by him all the way. As it was getting late, the stalls in the market were closed, and the street suddenly widened. On both sides of the second and third floor of the wine shop lights, the sound of drinking comes from the lattice window, the whole street warm yellow lights like stars.
At the end of the road, you can hardly see the house. The night wind blows, the trees shake, and countless tiny leaves collide with each other, making a rustling sound.
Ling Miaomiao didn't know the way, until she plunged into the empty forest, and then she became alert: "what are we doing here?"
Mu Sheng's eyes were dark, reflecting the brightness of the moonlight. He released her hand, put her against the rough tree trunk, and answered, "speak."
“……” Her eyelashes trembled, and the cold plum blossom fragrance on his body surrounded her, "said What do you say? "
The trees are like the waves of pines, which are the color of cold. The crisscross crown blocks out the sun. Occasionally, a crow can be heard in the forest.
Her back suddenly touched the cold tree trunk and shivered. He took another step forward and was about to stick to her. The pressure was numbing.
He pursed his lips, fingers gently around her hair, as if trying to restrain himself, for a long time, then raised his head, dark eyes fixed her: "Miaomiao, take it out."
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At noon, she needs to have lunch with Mu Yao. Miaomiao wants to change her dress stained with ink. Before she takes off her clothes, she suddenly raises her eyes and stares at him: "you avoid it." Mu Sheng seems to be surprised: "yesterday you didn't let me avoid..." "Yesterday was yesterday, today is today," she said, slowly undoing her belt He pauses and turns his back. Ling Miaomiao took off the skirt and changed it into a breast length Ru skirt. The lace went around the back and crossed the knot. The skirt didn't press down and fell from the back. Back suddenly a cool, and then a finger over her back, quickly carrying her skirt up, pressure on the back. She suddenly froze, back to him, blush to the root of the ear: "what's the matter with you, don't you want to avoid it?" "I dodged." Juvenile three fingers pressed her skirt head, against her white back, tone sounds innocent, "skirt off, I help you catch." She quickly put her hand behind her back, took the skirt from his hand, quickly wrapped the lace up twice, eyelashes trembled quickly, "you don't look back, how can you see that my skirt is missing?" His waist was suddenly held by him, and the whole person was encircled in his arms again. His kiss fell on the side of her neck uncontrollably. It seemed that he was lazy to cover up. "Well, I was wrong." "You..." She stopped for a moment and went out in a rage. "You loosen it, my knot is not tied yet..." He clasped her in one hand and picked up the long half tie from the bed in the other: "I'll tie it for you." He was not surprised that these days his braids would be twisted, his buttons would be misplaced, and his lace would be tied in a dead knot. She said something incoherent, even her breath was disordered Tied to the front "I know." He didn't like it. He put his hands around her waist, pulled up the tie, put his chin on her shoulder and looked at her. He tied a knot on her chest. When the bow was tight, he felt the person in his arms shaking heavily. "What's the matter..." He looked down at her and suddenly found that her whole face was red. His eyes were a little confused for a moment. He stroked her hot ear tip and said, "how could you be shy?" People who are under the control of demagogues, like crazy children with incomplete souls, are insensitive to the outside world and even blush. She was touched on the tip of her ear, turned her head as if she had been burned, and almost climbed out with her hands and feet, struggling like a small animal that had just fallen into a trap: "let go..." As soon as he released his hand, she suddenly fell forward on the bed, turned over in the pile of clothes, turned her back to him, and immediately became angry and said, "you get out of my bed!" He leaned over and pulled her back, "Miaomiao..." Yesterday, I never had such a big temper In the panic, Ling Miaomiao bowed his head and bit him on the tiger's mouth. The boy suddenly dropped his hand. Miaomiao held his knees and shrunk into a ball. His autumn eyes glared at him angrily: "change your own clothes!" He didn't dare to force any more. With full of doubts, he turned to the next door silently. This toss, lunch a full quarter of an hour late, Mu Yao a person sitting at a table before a cold meal, almost sitting into a statue. She raises her head in silence. Ling Miaomiao is led by Mu Sheng, and her step is still a little staggering. Mu Sheng opens the chair, settles her down, and does almost everything for her. Muyao stopped and called, "Miaomiao?" Ling Miaomiao, sitting quietly, turned to smile at her: "sister mu." This smile, make her put down most of the heart, look complex to see Mu sound one eye: "eat first." That night, she almost stayed up all night, thinking back and forth about the scenes she had been getting along with Mu Sheng over the years, only to find out how many things she had neglected - he was so obedient in front of her that she ignored his original personality, habitually educated him, constrained him, and even forced him He suddenly lifted the mask, which was hard for her to accept. At the same time, there was a sense of absurdity. The difference between heaven and earth, the deep hatred between blood and sea, to her as a person, will be irreconcilable with the heresy, eager to get rid of soon after, but when he turned out of the room, she actually felt a huge heartache: how many years of dependent brother and sister, even if he has more disguise, those years of love, is also like water flowing east? At that moment, he felt that he was rebellious and she was not. She could no longer regard him as a close relative, but she could not bear to regard him as an enemy. They kept such a delicate balance by tacit understanding, never mentioning what happened that night, and getting along with each other peacefully, but she knew that everything had changed. And Mu Sheng has become what it is today, including her share. What she didn't expect was that the first thing Mu Sheng came to her was to marry Ling Miaomiao. She knew that her opinions were of little importance to him now. Even if she obstructed, he had a way to do it.It's just that he's in an unstable state, acting surly and completely reckless. If he involves the innocent Ling Miaomiao by force She still chose to promise to be the bridegroom as Mu Sheng's elder sister. If he is out of line, she will correct him. She turned her head. Ling Miaomiao peeled the shrimp and side her head. She was still chattering with her. It didn't look strange. "Sister mu, when shall we go to Wufang town?" Mu Yao forced a smile: "leave in ten days." "Not waiting for brother Liu?" She paused: "no wait." Ling Miaomiao nodded and stuffed the shrimp into her mouth. After a while, she said with a smile, "does sister Mu eat shrimp dipped in soy sauce?" No Mu Yao looks at the girl's pink cheek. Her apricot eyes flicker and her face is very good. With her little daughter, she seems to know nothing. This relaxed quickly infected her, she thought, perhaps married is really two lovers. Mu Sheng looks at their conversation in silence. Ling Miaomiao speaks quickly and is full of energy. He looks the same as before. Mu Yao's tense look gradually relaxes, and his clenched fingers gradually relax. This man is still so competitive under the temptation of love. He silently hooked the corner of his lips and looked blankly out of the window. He could not say whether he was happy or disappointed. There was a lot of traffic outside the window of the wine shop. The sunlight came in from the window and spread on the table. The tea was sparkling. "Miaomiao, getting married is a big event in life. Do you really think about it?" She asked for the last sentence. Ling Miaomiao turned her eyes, bit the chopsticks, and immediately said with a brilliant smile, "I like Ziqi, I'm willing to marry Ziqi." Mu Yao was stunned and said with a smile Good At the end of lunch, muyao turned to Miaomiao and said, "after dinner, do you want to go to my room?" "No need." Mu Sheng answered for her first step, stretched out his hand, "Miaomiao, follow me." Miaomiao obediently held him, stood up, was pulled behind him, it was a very strong protective posture, his smile without temperature, "afternoon to go to the street, can't accompany sister chat." It's all right Mu Yao opened her mouth, did not think of what to say, had to be blunt to remind a, "take good care of Miaomiao." * the slender fingers hold the butterfly hairpin and compare it with her head. The wings of the butterfly quiver and glitter in the sun. There are many hairpins on the stalls, but they are all handmade, which is not as complicated as jewelry shops. The style of this butterfly hairpin is also very simple. It's not as delicate as the one on her head. The stall owner was so eloquent that he clapped his hands and burst out a burst of exaggerated exclamation: "good looking! It's so beautiful! It's quite in line with the girl's temperament. It's true that there's something in the sky and nothing in the ground... " Markets are noisy, people are coming and going, shops are lined up, and colorful signs are hanging out to occupy the street, shouting one after another. He wanted her to go to the jewelry store to buy it. When he saw her listening to the stall owner's words, he suddenly laughed in the sun and didn't speak. Ling Miaomiao suddenly turned her head and deliberately stood on tiptoe. The butterfly's wings began to swing up and down, flashing light. There seemed to be streamer in her eyes, and she was very excited with a smile: "you see, it will tremble." In my impression, only when I was a child, I had worn this kind of exaggerated and shiny thing. I think I still miss it. "Buy one." He didn't hesitate to pay the money. His eyelashes trembled. He felt that his heart was stirring the wings up and down. Ling Miaomiao took off the original cloud foot hairpin and gave it to him, wearing a small butterfly with moving wings. He put the cloud foot hairpin into his arms and quickly pulled her chin, "it's crooked." "No way." Ling Miaomiao quickly reached out to touch it. He had already taken off the hairpin and put on her face again. I do not know why, his action deliberately very slow, fingers repeatedly inadvertently across her hair, make her face itchy, can not help but some irritable: "OK?" He did not let go, turned to the shop owner: "another one." A left and a right, end end symmetry, she reached for a touch, angry: "who let you wear two symmetrical?" A butterfly seems to be accidentally perched on the hair, two end-to-end butterflies Isn't it a mounted specimen of a butterfly? Symmetrical and neat is the most suitable for a little girl. She combs a bun and wears two symmetrical butterflies on her temples, which makes him look like a six or seven year old baby Looking at her red face, the boy seemed to have a satisfied smile in his eyes: "good looking." "I don't want it." She is indignant, reach out to want to take off, Mu voice blocks her hand, turn a head again, light way: "again one." The stall owner sold three butterfly hairpins in a row. He was ecstatic and handed them over respectfully. Mu Sheng glanced at her face, moved the hairpin on the right side a little, and another hairpin on the right side, breaking the symmetrical shape. Little butterfly was shining in her chestnut hair last time. It was dazzling. Exaggeration and unconventional, but it should be her.Ling Miaomiao could not bear to pull his clothes: "let's go." If she stayed any longer, she doubted that she would be taken as a butterfly by him. After three or four stalls, she had several things in her hands. The fiery red sugar gourd turned in her hand. She lowered her head and caught the first hawthorn. Before she could swallow it, she heard the young man beside her saying in a low voice: "I want to eat it, too." She looked at him, pointed to the stall with her cheeks bulging, and said vaguely, "go buy it." He did not blink to look at her face, tone with a trace of grievance: "I want to eat your hand." Ling Miaomiao was stunned and painfully handed over the rest: "here you are I'll buy another one. " He did not reach out to pick up, but looked down at the red sugar gourd in her hand, and looked at her with those dark and moist eyes. Ling Miaomiao came to understand and was furious. He went to pull up his hand and forced the sugar gourd into his hand. He turned and walked away. The butterfly hairpin glittered and said, "do you like it or not?" * "ah --" a figure in front of the fortune teller's booth struck the table and shook. The black-and-white eight diagrams on the table swayed left and right, and a series of dice rolled to the ground. The man was tall, his hat was very low, and his black veil was hanging. He said "sorry" in a hurry. Ling Miaomiao passed him by, looked at the familiar figure, followed by a few steps: "brother Liu!" "Brother Liu, where are you going?" After hearing the words, the figure quickly went around the corner of the street and disappeared in a flash. A piece of paper flew out obliquely, turned a few times in the air and fell at her feet in a hurry. she stopped walking, picked it up and put it in her arms, her heart pounding. He's a demon hunter, covering his face like a thief in broad daylight, and scurrying around the market in confusion Immediately, was a hoop back to her arms, for a long time, the voice of Mu Sheng in her ears, with a shivering cold: "where do you want to run?" She pointed to the empty alley and didn't respond: "I didn't run. I saw brother Liu..." "I didn't see it." "Really..." "You're wrong." He interrupted, coldly holding her by the wrist and going back, as if with a chain. Ling Miaomiao was dragged by him all the way. As it was getting late, the stalls in the market were closed, and the street suddenly widened. On both sides of the second and third floor of the wine shop lights, the sound of drinking comes from the lattice window, the whole street warm yellow lights like stars. At the end of the road, you can hardly see the house. The night wind blows, the trees shake, and countless tiny leaves collide with each other, making a rustling sound. Ling Miaomiao didn't know the way, until she plunged into the empty forest, and then she became alert: "what are we doing here?" Mu Sheng's eyes were dark, reflecting the brightness of the moonlight. He released her hand, put her against the rough tree trunk, and answered, "speak." Her eyelashes trembled, and the cold plum blossom fragrance on his body surrounded her, "said What do you say? " The trees are like the waves of pines, which are the color of cold. The crisscross crown blocks out the sun. Occasionally, a crow can be heard in the forest. Her back suddenly touched the cold tree trunk and shivered. He took another step forward and was about to stick to her. The pressure was numbing. He pursed his lips, fingers gently around her hair, as if trying to restrain himself, for a long time, then raised his head, dark eyes fixed her: "Miaomiao, take it out." www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
