The city Lord gave them silver as promised in advance. Kun Mingshang boasted that he was upright and upright. Liang JunShang said he should have done it and refused the reward. The two biological brothers happily accepted the silver and left. Chu Zhou was not polite at all. Moreover, this time he and ran Bai contributed the most, and the reward was easy to get. He was smiling and romantic: "See, Xiao Jiu, the money is worth your voice."
Chu Zhouzhi's always out of tune loose attitude, dyed white has long been used to it and ignored him.
It's not surprising to others that ranbai plays the flute. The Jianghu is so big that only Jueyin Pavilion can use sound skills. There are all kinds of things. No one will think in the direction of Jueyin Pavilion.
Liang JunShang's chest hurts, and he can't find an excuse to ask about ranbai's flute. He wants to talk to ranbai, but Chu Zhouzhi protects people again!
"I want to ask, what's the relationship between the city Lord and the witch?" Liang JunShang said.
The city Lord paused and sighed, "it's all past grievances." then he didn't want to talk more.
"This witch is also vicious. She is cynical and involves two innocent people for no reason." someone sneered: "maybe this witch comes from xuesu palace. I'm afraid no one in the Jianghu can do such a thing except the people in xuesu palace."
Many people agree.
Chu Zhou stopped to smell the speech. He raised his eyebrows and glanced at the talking disciple.
After returning to the newly bought house, Chu Zhouzhi bathed and changed clothes. His white clothes were clear and meaningful. He was very interested in giving dye Bai a celebration banquet. He paid his forehead with one hand. The two strands of broken hair in front of his forehead moved freely. He hooked his lips and said lazily with a smile: "this time, our little mute has done great work."
Yunxi didn't follow. He was still struggling with his hairy crab. Hearing Chu Zhouzhi's words, he couldn't be curious. He felt as if he had missed a wonderful scene. He asked ranbai. The little girl couldn't speak and was impatient. He grabbed his heart and scratched his liver. Baba ran over and asked Chu Zhouzhi with bright eyes: "how powerful, how powerful, kill on the ninth day of the ninth day -"
Aware of what, he said, "how do you uphold justice on the ninth day of junior high school?"
"This matter, also want to sacrifice oneself for others from childhood nine." Chu Zhou Zhi narrowed his eyes and thought about something.
Ranbai Mei, who was forced to stay and become the protagonist of the "celebration banquet", jumped with her heart. She listened to Chu Zhouzhi and Yunxi talk about how great their glorious deeds were. If she was not sure that Chu Zhouzhi was talking about her, ranbai almost thought Chu Zhouzhi was talking about a great Xia.
What does this have to do with her!
Ranbai raises her foot and kicks Chu Zhouzhi under the table to make him quiet. She doesn't want to eat and will be tortured.
"Why did you kick me?" but Chu Zhou stopped frowning and felt wronged for some reason. His watery eyes looked straight at her, thought for a few seconds, and considerate said for ranbai: "Xiao jiuer is shy? What can't be said? How good."
He said with a smile, and the ending was light and provocative.
The scene depicted by Chu Zhouzhi was so exciting that Yunxi widened his eyes, looked at dye white and exclaimed, "what happened later?"
"Let's talk about later." Chu Zhou leaned back on his chair, his whole body seemed to have no bones, showing a kind of soul stirring loose strength. He changed his Minghong wedding dress and a snow-white gown. Unexpectedly, he was a little more elegant. As long as he didn't laugh, he really had the strength of literati and ink guests.
Until the end, Yunxi had completely fallen and sighed: "I didn't expect that the girl on the ninth day of junior high school should have such a great feeling of universal life!"
Ran · universal life · Bai: "..."
"I'll make hairy crabs for you!" Yun Xi said excitedly, "I study hard all night and will succeed this time!"
Chu Zhou paused. "Forget it." he said, "if you do this, tonight will not be a celebration banquet, but a Hongmen banquet."
"Childe!" Yun Xi lamented.
"Go away." Chu Zhou leaned back lazily and said casually, "go outside and buy some back. At least no one will die."
Yunxi was silent for a few seconds, covered his heart, turned and left.
The atmosphere was quiet for a few seconds. Chu Zhouzhi found ranbai looking at him. He blinked and looked at him with a smile, "what's the matter?"
"I, feel, get." the medicine is not complete. When I speak, my voice is hoarse. The texture of thin ice and gravel, dyed white fingertips against my throat, jumping out word by word.
Chu Zhou gave a puzzled "eh?" sound. He heard ranbai say three words for the first time, which was quite fresh. After all, before someone moved, he leaned over to listen more clearly.
"You'd better not --" because of Chu Zhou's move to stop approaching, the collar of his white shirt is slightly open, the collarbone is looming, a glimmer of spring, and the beauty is attractive, but ran Bai doesn't have the heart to care about the sudden scenery. He is clear-minded and has few desires. He calmly and seriously said, "attack him."
Chu Zhouzhi heard what ranbai said clearly. He was puzzled and surprised. He wondered how ranbai's indifferent nature could speak for Yunxi because of this problem. His eyebrows and eyes were curved, holding his cheeks in one hand, and his eyes were pale: "Xiao Jiu was right, listen to you."
Dyed white nodded.
Chu Zhouzhi hasn't returned yet. Almost half of his body lies on the table. The arc from his back to his waist is beautiful and attractive, like a good-looking bow. His 3000 ink hair winds like a waterfall. He supports his body with one hand, his white chin against the palm of his hand, and looks at dyeing white with a smile.
Suddenly stretched out his hand, without any omen, and gently pinched the girl's cheek, which was not consistent with the cold appearance. He ah, looked down at his fingertips, and was a little confused. His long eyelashes half covered the light of his shallow confused eyes, as if thinking: "it's so soft."
He twisted his fingertips, and the residual strange touch was delicate and strange. Chu Zhou stopped back and leaned lazily back on the chair again. There was a light shaking without a match. He was kind of arrogant and looked at dye white for a few seconds: "our little nine children really looked more and more beautiful."
“……”
You came here.
Let me pinch you.
You see, soft or not.
Dyed white, calm and calm.
Chu Zhou gave a low cough. He pulled down a purple grape from the grape string, leaned over and fed it to ran Bai. He took the initiative to touch the girl's lips. Ah, his bright red thin lips opened slightly, and the exposed tooth lines were snow-white, indicating that ran Bai would open his mouth like this.
The purple grapes are crystal clear, and the fingertips are white. They show a sense of temptation inexplicably. They are indifferent to dyeing white. Chu Zhou stops crooking his head and hands them closer. His tone is low and soft: "eat, sweet. Coax you to be happy. Don't be angry."
When she was so close that she almost opened her mouth, she might meet Chu Zhouzhi's fingertips and clearly smell the light fragrance on each other's body. She lowered her eyelashes, her eyes were cold and peaceful, looked at the people in front of her and the grapes handed to her mouth, and wanted to ask Chu Zhouzhi.
Is it so funny.
It's better to give her the whole string instead of one. Trouble.