The Guide to Capturing a Black Lotus Chapter 5

Chapter 5

"Miss Ling, what are you crying for?"
Miaomiao laughs, but her eyes are like a runaway faucet, weeping desperately under the action of the system. She tries to bend a huge smile, weeping and laughing, and looking at him with tears streaming down her face.
Mu Sheng was stunned and looked at her with low eyes. He didn't know what he was thinking.
"Woo It's so touching... " She simply covered her eyes and let the tears flood.
The smile on Mu Sheng's face hardened. Through the fingers, Miaomiao saw his expression.
That pair of black moist eyes looked at her, eyes are written "brain disease.".
Mu Sheng stood still, waiting for her hand to come down. He slowly squatted down, a pretty face close to her, close to see his eyelashes: "touching?"
"Well..." Miaomiao nodded twice, then cast envious eyes at the two people who were holding hands on the bed and looking at each other. "If I am as lucky as my sister mu, I would be very happy to have a lover like brother Liu When can I meet my sweetheart... "
Tears from the fingers in the slide, Ling Miao wonderful use of water soaked eyes, secretly observe him from between the fingers.
I'm suspicious. At this point, instead of making him suspicious, it's better to show all the broken jars.
But she said, but with a bit of true feelings.
Think of her Ling Miaomiao. In the real world, a young girl in bloom, fresh like a green fruit hanging from a tree, when she is 20 years old, no one cares about her. It's so sad that she is selected by the system to give to the great devil!
Mu Sheng frowned slightly because Liu Fu's clothes touched his scales.
But in his eyes, the cold sense of killing was dispersed by the wind, and gradually turned into a narrow smile.
He slowly stretched out his finger and deliberately touched Miaomiao's lips.
Soft. icy cold.
Miaomiao is as stiff as a body immobilization. He can only feel his cold fingertips from her lower lip corner, along the lip shape, and finally stop on the lip bead. The technique is gentle, just like the ambiguous little interest between lovers.
Ling Miaomiao's whole body bristles with sweat and hair, which reminds me of the figure before killing and dismembering.
"What does Miss Ling shake?"
He innocently raised his eyes, raised his hand to show her a bright red fingertip, "your Rouge has been painted outside. It's like eating a baby. "
After that, he showed a smile, like a bright and naughty young man joking with her.
Ling Miaomiao's face turned red instantly.
Damn Liu Fuyi, watching her make a fool of herself for several hours, don't you know to remind her?
After teasing enough of her, Mu Sheng stands up, gives the leading character Yuan Yang a meaningful look, turns around and leaves, and his hair is full of youth.
For the first time, Miaomiao's back was wet with sweat.
The ultimate goal is to attack him?
Come on, let's live one day at a time.
Since Ling Miaomiao came over, her every move easily attracted the attention of the servant girls.
Taicang county is a land of fish and rice. The rice grains are full and clear. Taicang County miss's treatment is really good, crystal clear rice steamed soft and hard moderate, also sprinkled with sesame seeds, peanuts, full of fragrance.
Not to mention the dishes. Ling Yu was only 16 years old. He had his own cook. He had a meal of four dishes and one soup, and cooked delicacies in different ways. Sweet and sour fish use the freshest perch, and the meat is fresh and tender. Longjing shrimp is even more wonderful. The smell of Longjing tea before and after Qingming Festival is very fragrant. It is perfectly set under the full shrimp, so you can't get tired of eating as much as you like.
Miaomiao had a good appetite. The rice bowl in front of him quickly came to the bottom, revealing a delicate red plum on the delicate porcelain bottom.
When she pushed the bowl, she found that the two big servant girls were staring at her.
Miaomiao: "what are you looking at me for? It's a big meal
Servant girl a took her little round porcelain bowl, and she bit her ears with servant girl b: "Miss, do you have a good appetite? Don't you always worry about just one or two meals? "
Ling Miaomiao's ears were sharp, but his face suddenly changed: "I'm kidding. How can one or two meals be enough?"
One or two meals, that is, half a scoop of the canteen aunt.
Ling Miaomiao finally knows why Ling Yu is so thin. At noon, he can't even eat one or two meals. In the long run, he can't cultivate immortals?
When it has nothing to do with the hero and heroine's emotional line, the system will pretend to be dead in the corner, open one eye and close one eye, and follow her make-up.
She was quite satisfied with that. I work hard every day to finish the task. If I can't eat enough, I can't live.
She summoned a clever servant girl and put her arm on her shoulder: "that Do you use that when you steam rice in the kitchen? " She thought over the words and said, "a basin?"
The servant girl a was stunned for a moment, and then she said, "it seems that there is A basin. "
The master and servant looked at each other for a few seconds, and Ling Miaomiao laughed happily: "that's good. Next time you have dinner, you can bring me that basin and put it on the table. It's convenient for me to add food, and I look at ease. "Servant girl a
The maids of the sheriff found that some subtle changes had taken place in her family.
Once upon a time, the young lady was gloomy, self pitying and self injuring. She ate little, slept uneasily, and said little. His temper is uncertain, and he always cringes at the sight of strangers.
Today's young ladies not only eat a lot, but also talk and laugh when they sleep until the day is up. Sometimes they even burst out laughing like a donkey barking. When they realized the frightened expression of others, they immediately shut up and sat down.
Miss's explanation for this is: after experiencing the life and death line, you will find that the gentlewoman's dignity, the master's airs and those little feelings that hurt the spring and autumn are useless. It's really good to live well.
I don't quite understand, but it seems reasonable.
In short, after the fox demon storm passed, Ling Yu suddenly became a very cherish life, positive young lady.
Ling Miao Miao uses the method of fate brainwashing to persuade the surrounding servant girls. After that, she starts to run around the back garden in the early morning.
The sky was not bright, the fog was vast, and the bushes in the courtyard were black, looming in the white fog.
Ling Miaomiao is running out of breath. A dark figure is installed in front of him. He is the prefect of Taicang who is confused and has a little explanation.
Ling Miaomiao almost screamed. In front of him, the fat man obviously got up angry, rubbed his chest and roared: "what's the scurrying in the morning?" When he squinted, he saw the person in front of him clearly, and was surprised, "Yo, dear?"
The sheriff, who had just put on the airs of the master and scolded, softened in a moment. He patted her on the shoulder and touched her head. His tone sounded so urgent that he wanted to cry: "son, is it hurt?"
Ling Miaomiao pulled down his hand and cried, "Dad."
The sheriff then settled down and looked at Miaomiao's hot face and men's silk pants. He was surprised and said, "son, what's this for?"
"Dad, I run in the morning."
"Morning run?" The sheriff swallowed an egg.
"Well I exercise. "
The sheriff thought and thought, accompanied by a smile, very carefully advised: "bao'er, you are not well, sleep a little more in the morning, wait for the warm weather at noon, let the servant girls run with you, OK?"
“…… It's not good With a smile, he smiled at his parents with great skill. "Daddy, in the morning, I absorb the essence of heaven and earth, and help to keep the body."
"Oh --" the sheriff, like all the parents who are easy to be fooled by their children, put down his heart easily, with an expression of joy and conviction on his face, "Miaomiao, you should keep running."
He took a look at the wonderful silk trousers and said firmly, "don't wear this. My father will ask someone to make you a new pair of trousers with broken flowers on it. It's beautiful."
Miaomiao cried: "thank you, Dad I don't want the broken flowers... "
The sheriff grinned so much that his chin came out, and his eyes were full of folds: "well, well, I want big flowers, big red flowers, my darling."
Miaomiao: "Miaomiao"
Liu Fuyi is busy taking care of the injured Mu Yao. The main character Yuanyang is hiding in the room, while Mu Sheng is busy collecting medicine outside. All three disappear for a while.
There is no task these two days. Ling Miaomiao is very relaxed. Get up early, run early, go to bed early, and live more regularly than any previous year.
On this day, in the light of the morning, Ling Miaomiao met the early return of Mu Sheng.
The mist in the morning stained his black hair and turned into hazy moisture. The young man's hair was wobbly. He carried a bamboo basket on his back and walked around her with a smile: "Miss Ling?"
"Why?" Ling Miaomiao stops breathlessly. When he sees the person clearly, he takes a big breath of cold air into his heart.
His eyes are moist in the misty fog, like clear water washed glass, reflecting the shimmer, standing there, like a touch of dawn from breaking the night.
"Miss Ling, this is..." His smiling eyes moved down from her face and fell on her new silk trousers with big red flowers.
"Oh, morning run." She replied with a plain face, and nervously relieved the words which had been explained many times. "One day's plan is in the morning, I absorb the essence of heaven and earth......"
"Poof."
Miaomiao was tongue tied.
Black Lotus smile, Black Lotus smile!
She was at a loss. All she could think about was this line of bullet screens.
mousse slightly lifted her smiling eyes and stared at her hot red face. "Miss Ling is not a Ganoderma lucidum, can she absorb the essence of heaven and earth?"
With a smile, the demon flowers are blooming. The eyes, corners of the mouth and cheeks are all showing their beauty. It is also a kind of heartfelt, happy and positive charm.
Ling Miaomiao explained awkwardly: "it's always good. At least next time I meet a monster, I can run faster."
Mentioning "monster", the expression in Mu Sheng's eyes was cold for a moment, but his face was still full of smile: "speaking of monster, it reminds me of one thing. When sister a was in danger, Liu Fu contacted me with a communication symbol... "He looked at Ling Miaomiao's face and said with a smile, "how could that letter be in Miss Ling's hand?"
Ling Miaomiao's heart "clattered".
You know that the Black Lotus will not talk to her in vain. He is bound to come prepared and have something to say.
"What's strange? I asked him to contact you."
"Oh?" Mu voice slightly droops eyes, "how do you know that elder sister will be in danger?"
Ling Miaomiao looked into his eyes, trembled in his heart, and said: "I don't know that muyao will be in danger, but you will leave a wounded girl alone in the room, which is completely an opportunity for people to take advantage of."
She lowered her voice and finally turned into a embarrassed murmur: "I don't feel at ease. Let him go to see if he doesn't go, so I have to let him call you..."
Mu Sheng's face softened slightly. Miao Miao even saw a strange expectation in his eyes: "elder sister is not an ordinary girl, she is a demon hunter of Mu family..."
Ling Miaomiao interrupted with disapproval: "so what? Even if she is serious and injured, she still needs protection."
As soon as the words came out, she regretted it instantly.
Is this tone too tough for Ling Yu, who has always been submissive?
Wait left, wait right. I didn't wait for the system. She had no choice but to observe Mu Sheng's face, and saw that he was slightly distracted by the words, and his long eyelashes did not move.
Miaomiao knew nothing about the change of his feelings. He just couldn't believe it. Is that the end of the interrogation?
The Black Lotus is so moody.
In the gradually brightening sunlight, Mu Sheng's eyes again focused on the big red flowers on Miaomiao's legs. The heart of the flower is still dazzling yellow, which is the favorite style of the market women - lively and bright.
But see her show off like kicked kick, that ridiculous and gaudy flowers with chaos, trousers raised, vaguely exposed snow-white ankle.
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