With those strange means, if he doesn't want to, people in the small world can't find it.
Dyed white didn't care, so she answered lazily.
Mo Lin probably felt that climbing over the wall had a little impact on his image, and he didn't tangle much in this matter, "guess what I saw from the female owner?"
"If you come in the middle of the night to play this game with me, you'd better get out early."
"Can't you give me some of your thoughts about beauty?" Mo Lin was really speechless. He sighed and thought of the group of beauties all over the world kept in the general's house. He didn't know what this guy thought.
"Xuyuan has a systematic thing, you know?" Mo Lin looked at ran Bai and asked.
No, you know, you know.
One word is missing, but the meaning is completely different.
Dyeing white is not cold or light: "that's it?"
"OK." seeing that the man was not interested, he knew it long ago. Mo Lin licked his teeth: "I'll say more."
"But this wish is really interesting. It looks like people in the modern world." Mo Lin touched his white chin: "the goal of the system should also be you, but he doesn't know what the task is."
Ranbai doesn't care about it. She looks flat. Her black boots are not light or heavy. She steps on the snow path. It's dark at night. White snowflakes float in the air and fall on her shoulder. She is dressed in red and has black hair. She is proud and lonely.
Mo Lin's side eyes looked at dye white, and he could see half of the general's side face, with a sharp outline.
He still remembers seeing dyed white for the first time.
Actually,
In his eyes, it hasn't changed from beginning to end.
Some things are in the bones, such as coldness and arrogance, as well as reason.
That's why I was interested at first sight.
Later,
It's really the same door.
Dyed white is the most contradictory person I have ever seen.
A rational person who is even crazy.
That sounds strange, doesn't it.
It's like she's strange.
It's always elusive.
"Do you remember I took a task about you before?" Mo Lin suddenly smiled. It was a matter of no knowing how long it had been in the past. Now in retrospect, it was still clearly engraved in his bones.
Dyed white carelessly, the boots stepped on a section of pine branches covered with snow falling from the ground and gave a creak: "introduction?"
"Yes." Mo Lin flicked the snow on his sleeve and narrowed his eyes. He didn't know what he was thinking. His eyes crossed the mountains and rivers, and it was difficult to distinguish between good and evil: "if I have a chance in the future... I want to attack you seriously once."
He's really curious.
What's it like to get this person's love or half sincerity.
"Try it." ran Bai smiled and spit out only three words. She frowned impatiently. The outline became more and more fierce in the middle of the night. She left and went straight to the main hall.
Molin stood in place, quietly watching the back of dyed white leaving, with a gentle smile on his lips, like a mask that can't be removed from his bone marrow.
Then the next day,
When Milin came out of his yard again, he found that there were suddenly more people guarding him, just like looking at prisoners. He was confused, avoided his sight and came out alone and found that the wall of the general's house was being repaired.
“……”
As for you.
Since that day, ranbai often came to the side hall. The distance between the side hall itself and her bedroom hall was particularly convenient. She stayed in the side hall for almost nine out of ten days.
Yuan Che, who was sad because the adult left again, now lives completely. He can even jump three feet high. If he has a tail behind him, he can almost tilt up.
As soon as he opened his eyes, Gu Jingxian didn't adapt to the feeling that a person suddenly appeared around him. He never slept on one side with others, let alone dyed white.
It's just that Gu Jingxian doesn't care whether she is suitable for dyeing white. She imperceptibly forces Gu Jingxian to get used to her, starting from every small thing to every detail.
Sooner or later.
She will let this person completely belong to her from body to heart, willingly.
However, in recent days, although dyeing white has an intimate act, it is no longer like that night.
Gu Jingxian didn't know why. After a long time, his preparedness was much weaker.
Every time ranbai comes over, the first thing to envy Gu is always an aggressive and deep kiss.
It almost always forces people to suffocate at the last minute.
Like her.
Coldness and possession are intertwined in blood.
This time is no exception.
When ranbai kissed him, she avoided Gu Jingxian's legs, slightly rubbed his chin and asked in a low voice, "general Gu, do you know what I like most about you?"
Gu was surprised and envied that her eyelashes were damp and could not resist. From the initial disgust to being forced to fall with her, she looked on coldly and had no strength to answer her questions.
"What it looks like now." ranbai chuckles.
It was a kind of, at the mercy of others, doing whatever they wanted.
Fortunately, dyed white didn't put people to bed anymore. Instead, she held them. This was her last bottom line.
At midnight,
The wind and snow fell sharply.
The ice on the eaves hit the ground and the pine branches bent over.
It snowed heavily this time. It was cold and cold. Even the sleeping room was slightly cool.
It was nothing before, but now Gu Jingxian is most afraid of this weather.
At midnight,
He was awakened by pain.
The pain spreading from both legs is penetrating, like tens of thousands of ants gnawing at bone marrow inch by inch. Even if they move a little, they will sweat profusely. It is a kind of persistent and inescapable sting pain.
The thin middle coat was wet with cold sweat, his right hand was tightly clenched, his veins were raised, and his face was extremely pale in the night.
He planned to endure the pain until it passed, but he didn't expect it to get more and more painful.
Gu Jingxian could feel the temperature of the man's arm on his waist, which tended to be a subconscious posture. He pulled off his thin lips, cynically and indifferently removed his dyed white hand, slowly sat up and stared at his legs.
It's probably completely useless.
He couldn't even stand up. He was still dreaming of something at the bottom of his heart.
The room was dark and became more and more dark due to the late night blizzard.
The general lay on his side, probably with nothing in his arms, and his eyebrows frowned with displeasure. Even if he was asleep, his arrogant and gloomy anger did not decrease by half.
Gu looked at her calmly with envy.
In a trance, he thought of the man standing on the wall in his blood red robe during the last battle in Suicheng, talking and laughing.
And now.
She's by his side.
Became his adult.
It's funny to think of it.
Now she looks unprepared. Maybe if he goes down, it will be over.
But Gu Jingxian also knew that it was just a look.
They are all the same people. How can they trust their lives to others.
Especially white.