The woman in white clothes and trousers looks up at the bright moon hanging outside the window. She is quiet and beautiful like a fairy in Chang'e who falls into the world. She is lofty and proud, but she is also in the quiet yearning, with a touch of sadness and resentment. That light smile is not a response to the winter night, but more like something interesting when she thinks alone.

If it wasn't for her hand hanging under the sofa still pulling my trouser legs like a prank, even though her existence is so suspicious, I don't think I would doubt what she has to do with long straight hair and giant girl, not for her indifference to everything around, but because she's not like a woman, she's not even like a person - she's like a picture of the wind on the wall The beauty is unrealistic.

I am curious and puzzled. She dresses casually and sits casually. But why do I think she is so elegant, refined and dignified?

She didn't wear a coat. She leaned on one end of the sofa. Her right hand, which was holding my trouser leg, was naturally drooping. Her left hand lay on her waist. Between her long fingers, there was a unlit lady cigarette. The two sleeves of the shirt were pulled up high. This was not a lady. She folded her legs and pressed the weight of her body on one right leg a look.

She didn't wear shoes or socks. A pair of snow-white feet are very striking. In my cognition, it seems that there is no other girl's feet comparable to her. It's not that other people are not beautiful enough, but there are always one or two kinds of beauty, which surpasses the ultimate perfection. Like her feet, people even want to forget that they are actually used for walking If I go home from work and push the door into the room, but see no matter which woman or girl I am with, like her sitting on the sofa with no sitting face, holding the sleeve, smoking, barefoot and legs up, I may be angry and scold the street. It's hard to hear, but it's appropriate to describe. This pair of reserved demeanor, which has forgotten the beauty attracted by the Oriental Girl Xing, is really like the wind In the month place, waiting for Piao's guest point is called Zhong's selling + meat + Ji + female. I can't bear to be so indulgent and lazy. I can't bear to change her... But she can't, even a little bit of such a feeling, even the Yu Wang that makes me feel this way, why? I don't know, the only thing without doubt is that her beauty, her cool and lazy temperament, make me afraid and ashamed.

I didn't even have the courage to look at her more - whether it was her face, her legs, her feet, her hand holding a cigarette or tugging at the bottom of my pants.

It's so strange. I can't say why I have such awe or even fear in my heart. The avoidance of sight is completely instinctive and groundless intuition - she's dangerous, more dangerous than straight hair and giant girl!

My intuition, especially my subjective judgment of danger, has always been the "Jing" criterion of grief, which helps me escape from death several times. But this time, I can't help but doubt my feelings - don't say murderous gas. If she is so dangerous, how can I not even notice her presence until I see her back?

Maybe that's why I think she's dangerous!

Winter night obviously has the same feeling with me. She didn't bring a gun. After all, she just came to the neighbor's house to visit the door, not only for fear of scaring the little girls, but also for fear that they would be curious about that dangerous thing. However, she took out the handcuffs, hesitated a little, and left the two women who had lost resistance for a short time, but had proved that the danger value was very high, Go straight to the white dress girl - winter night's pace is fast and light, the white dress girl's disregard doesn't annoy her, she doesn't repeat her own problems, she loses her usual strength, which is a bit of a surprise attack.

Tiger sister also like me, in the momentum will admit that they lost.

Until sister Hu gets close to me, the woman in white looks like she is immersed in her own world. She only looks at the moon and doesn't look at people. But at the moment when she bends down to cuff her wrist on a small winter night, I feel that my trouser legs are suddenly loose because of inexplicable tension, and I can't think about it or get up. My knees are strong, and I pull out my upper body and cross between sister Hu and the woman in white. I want to take sister Hu Push it away, but it's still slow --

"ah --"

at that moment, the attention is focused on the white girl's right hand that is about to be locked by handcuffs. I don't want the cigarette of her left hand to be shot in the center of her eyebrow. She instinctively closed her eyes, and the right hand that the white girl put back suddenly came from the bottom up, with a white light in it, and rowed to the winter night, holding the handcuffs Fortunately, my wrist was blocked by my back in time. I put my hands on the abdomen of winter Xiaoye, but I didn't wait to use my strength. A naked foot of the white dress girl kicked me from an almost impossible angle and flew into my left armpit. I flew out again like a broken string kite.

These women are fiercely beyond the scope of the common people like me. Is this a fight? It's killing people - the left armpit is one of the most vulnerable parts of human body. It has no muscle and is close to the heart. I almost thought I would die in such a muddle!

When I finally sat up from the floor with all my strength, the scene in front of me made me feel that I was doomed to die...

straight long hair and one move only seconds. My giant girl, who could not do anything else, was subdued by a white woman in a few seconds!Tiger sister herself is also unbelievable. She kneels facing me and her back is facing the white lady. Her right hand and left wrist are locked by her handcuffs. It seems that the white lady hasn't left the sofa under the window. One foot is stepping on tiger sister's knee socket, one leg is on her shoulder, the plate is holding her neck, the left hand is holding her hair, and the right hand is in front of her eyes, holding a silver se artist Knife, thin blade pressed on the bridge of tiger sister's nose. It seems that it only needs a little force to cut off tiger sister's nose...

I touched my back subconsciously. Sure enough, T-shirt had a long cut. It hurt. There was not much blood to feel. If you want to have a deep wound, it's luck.

"This elder sister, if you have something to say, you can sit down and talk about anything. You can hurt your feelings before you communicate. That's not good. Do you think so?" I am seven points soft and three points hard. No matter what the status of the white dress girl is, what the purpose is, first, the safety of the winter night is the top priority.

"Chunan, Chunan..." the white dress girl whispered my name twice. Between the thin lips, a mouth of neat blue teeth like sticky rice appeared. Her appearance and temperament were very atmospheric, but her voice unexpectedly had the taste of a little woman. It was sweet and beautiful. It was like a girl's voice se, which made me unable to judge her age? Sound like; 267? Looks like; the thirty-six seven? The charm between the eyebrows is like -

witch. I suddenly think of a word like this, that is not murderous murderous, like the spirit of evil.

The fairy smiled gracefully and quietly, but her face, especially her eyes, was still cold and inseparable. It seemed that the smile was not her familiar expression, "are you Chu Nan?"

"If it's a fake package," I said with a nervous smile, pointing to winter's night, "she's my girlfriend. Xing Zi exploded a little, and the fire started. What's wrong with her? You should take more responsibility. If you think she's really annoying, don't get along with her. Blame me. Women don't understand. It must be that men don't have a good education at home. Do you think so?"

Dong Xiaoye slaps her two companions and takes out the handcuffs. I only say that she is my girlfriend, but I don't mention her Jing identity. I don't expect her to be stupid and naive. I think tiger sister is really just angry, and then let her go. I want her to know that I attach great importance to winter Xiaoye, which is very special for me The existence of, she has the value that coerces me, white dress female just won't hurt her easily.

"Do you say that to everyone who wants your life?" she asked with a smile

I don't know if she is aiming at the front sentence or the back sentence, so I was shocked, "how to say it?"

"I have something to say. I have to sit down and talk. I hurt my feelings before I communicate. No good... These words are sincere?"

"Absolutely true!" I'm against my will - try letting my mother-in-law go. If I say a soft word to you before I die in your hand, I'll live in vain for more than 20 years!

I have confidence in my temper, but I didn't let her go on a winter night. I can win her confidence by myself...

the white dress girl's eyes brightened and she said with a smile: "well, sit down and talk, but it's me sitting, you... Kneeling."

PS: I'm sorry. I'm late again today. I really can't make it better. I'm sorry to try to make it up for you in one or two days...