The Guide to Capturing a Black Lotus Chapter 81

Chapter 81

Ling Miaomiao was awakened by the restless sound of clicking behind him.
It was very cold at night. Her back was chilly and her nose was pungent with ink. She fell asleep on the table with the tip of her nose pressing the open pages.
The night was deep, and the candle on her desk was burning to the end. Only the cold moonlight came in through the window pane, casting four diamond light spots.
"Click, click, click..." The movement behind him is still making a noise, if there is not a mouse in the room That's the thief.
She shook her dizzy head, quickly picked up the candle, held the candlestick to shine on the bed, scared to death, the tent has been surrounded by clouds of black air, black air hovering, like the wind, lifted a wooden bed brush hanging on the corner of the bed, so the noise is endless.
The people in the tent were sleeping in a nightmare.
I've heard that people who don't cry or make noise after lovelorn are prone to internal injuries, Black Lotus Did you go wild?
She ran over quickly and called through the black cloud outside the tent, "Ziqi, Ziqi?"
The boy closed his eyes tightly, his eyelashes trembled and his head was covered in cold sweat.
She didn't care much. She plunged into the dark air and opened the tent. She went in and shook his arm. She was shocked to find that his clothes were soaked with cold sweat.
"Mu Sheng, wake up She was a little flustered, a layer of cold sweat came out on her forehead, "what's the matter with you?"
Isn't blackening arrogant and cool? How can it be so embarrassing
"Ding - system prompt: the character [mu Sheng] is temporarily in the spiritual leakage period of encountering major setbacks, and has not yet entered the blackening process. The task person can give the character certain physiological stimulation, such as..."
Psychic leakage Physiological stimulation
Her heart was in a mess, and she didn't finish listening. She climbed into bed with her hands and feet, sat on him, bowed her head to his pale face, slapped him in the face, and scolded: "isn't it the failure of confession? What's the big deal? Is there no one else in the world except your sister? Don't be such a coward! Wake up
System " For example, give the character a proper kiss... "
“……” Ling Miaomiao suddenly took back her hand. She was extremely embarrassed and scolded: how can you speak so slowly! It made me... "
The Black Lotus is so miserable that she has to suffer several times in a coma
She bowed her head apologetically and touched his white jade face with her hand. Fortunately, he looked thin skinned and was beaten so many times by her, but there was no trace left. Just thinking about it, his finger was suddenly grasped.
His palms were hot, and he said in his dream, "wonderful..."
"Well..." Her eyes brightened, "it's me, it's me, wake up..."
A scream was cut in the throat.
Caught off guard, she was turned over and pressed by him. She wanted to get up in panic, but her legs were pressed by his knees, and her lower leg bones were painful.
Her wrist was held tightly and pressed on the side of her pillow. She almost didn't say anything: "are you crazy..."
His lips came down suddenly, she tilted her head abruptly, he kisses a space, immediately violently grasps her two slender wrists together, presses them on the top of the head, frees a hand, and pinches her jaw.
"You You... "
The young man's eyes were closed, and the radian of his eyelashes could be seen in the darkness.
Ling Miaomiao is so angry that she can't speak. This person's eyes are closed, and her consciousness is blurred. She can't resist because she is so precise
His lips fell down again, a little bit off the side, only on the corner of her lips.
Ling Miaomiao didn't move. His heart beat violently. He was cold all over. He sent out the cold fragrance of plum blossom. Only his lips and palms were hot.
He held her down and pinched her chin, which made her tremble and feel doomed.
Who knows, the kiss fell unexpectedly soft, once, dragonfly water, it seems not like plunder, but like Please.
Even though it has been overwhelming, it is still humble in its heart.
She just calmed down from the panic, her face was hot, and their breathing was entangled in one place. She heard him suddenly open his mouth in the dark, still like saying in a dream: "will you always accompany me?"
“……”
She was just stunned for a moment, and his kiss suddenly became violent, even nibbling on her pink lips.
“…… Well She responded abruptly in panic.
"Never leave?" He continued, in a low voice.
She blinked: "in this world Never leave. "
It seemed that he finally got a promise, and then he lost consciousness and fell aside.
The dark clouds outside the tent suddenly dispersed, revealing the bright moonlight.
From now on There is only one person in the sky and on the earth.
It's the other side.
It's also home.
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Ling Miaomiao was awakened by the chirping birds, and the sun fell on her eyelids, red and hot.She couldn't open her eyes and rolled lazily on the bed
Immediately suddenly sober, straight sat up, pinched the quilt on the body.
The quilt was safely over her, the tent was down, and there was no one beside her.
Startled, she lifted up her tent, sat up, put on her bare feet, and stretched her neck to look out.
There's no one in the room
I don't see people in the early morning. I won't go out to revenge on society She rubbed her cheek, forced herself to calm down, and quickly put on her coat.
As soon as she put on a sleeve, the door was pushed open with a "squeak". She was surprised to see Mu Sheng coming in from the door and sitting at the table naturally.
He seems to have almost recovered as before, with no stagnation and normal expression. It seems that everything last night was her dream.
"You Where have you been? " She carefully climbed down from the bed, opened the stool and sat opposite him.
"I'll go to my sister for morning tea." For the first time, he had a smile, with the deceptive beauty of a young man, just like when he first saw him.
Sister Moyao? Shouldn't it have been *Have you blocked the keyword *
"Oh..." She couldn't say whether she was surprised or disappointed. She sat at the table with a strange sour feeling in her heart. "Why did you suddenly go to see sister mu for tea today?"
"I have something to discuss with her." He poured the tea quietly and pushed the cup in front of her.
Ling Miaomiao took a sip and asked, "what's the matter..."
"Your marriage to me."
"Poof --" she took a puff of tea and then coughed and burst into tears. Mu Sheng came over and took Ling Miaomiao, who coughed so badly, into her arms and patted her on the back gently.
Ling Miaomiao came out of his arms and looked at him like a deer: "what do you mean?"
It seems that Yuanshen married Musheng, but it's not this kind of marriage. It seems that Musheng controlled her by some means How could he have come to propose before he had a clear idea?
Mu Sheng's eyes, reflecting her deep black, will drown: "marry me, isn't it?"
"I..." She was shocked. "You It's too sudden. "
“……” The smile on the young man's face was slightly astringent. He squatted down slowly, lying on her knees and looking up. His eyes, like autumn water, were so black and bright under the clear eyelashes: "I I don't want to wait any longer. "
Ling Miaomiao pulled out his knee and was a little far away from him. He couldn't believe it: "but you just confessed to sister Mu yesterday..."
"I didn't say it." His face suddenly cold, immediately stood up, overlooking her, "sister, just sister."
Ling Miaomiao was sensitive to the fact that the enthusiasm and intimacy he had when he said the word "Ajie" disappeared. The word came out of his mouth, very indifferent and without any emotion.
The young man's hand gently pinned the girl's curled hair behind her ears. Her fingers accidentally rubbed her ears, which made her shiver subconsciously. His voice was very calm, "if you don't like it, it's OK to cut it off."
“……” Ling Miaomiao looked at his face, only felt that his temperament had changed dramatically, which made her dare not act rashly.
"Ziqi?" She called tentatively.
"Well." He looked down at her, this familiar one, let her put down most of the heart.
It's still him. It's just that he's getting a little weird.
"I think..." She hesitated for a moment, her eyelashes trembled, "I think this kind of thing is still too urgent..."
"You still have Liu Fu's clothes in your heart?" He suddenly interrupted, pinching his fingers tightly, his eyes darkened.
"I..."
She seems to have been silenced, "no" two words say what also can not spit out, a series of red fork alarm in mind overlapping ring.
She dejectedly understood that in task one, she was always the one who had a secret love for Liu Fu's clothes.
If the task doesn't end, she can't do it by herself.
"What's the matter with brother Liu?" She had to put it another way, crazily rubbing the pain tormented temple, pain tears in the eyes.
This picture in the eyes of Mu Sheng is another scene of duplicity.
"What should we do then?" Mu Sheng asked softly. Her whole body was even colder. Her dark and moist eyes fixed her. For a long time, there was a trace of paranoid seriousness in her tone: "you promised me, accompany me, never leave."
"Ziqi, listen to me..."
The young man pinched her chin and lifted it up. His eyes lingered on her face, with infinite infatuation and pain. After a long time, he opened his thin lips lightly. "Ling Miaomiao, my heart is given to you. Can you try to like me?"
She looked at him in amazement: "I..."
After a series of silencing, her head was about to explode. She resisted the system prompt and said eagerly, "I really don't hate you, Ziqi..."She had pulled his hand anxiously, clasped his head, and hammered twice.
You can't say it through Ling Yu's mouth if you like a man other than Liu Fu's clothes Now it's three-quarters of the progress, and she'll be really free after another quarter.
He looked at her and gave a low smile, which obviously did not satisfy him.
The deep color in his eyes became more and more intense, like the dark night overflowing. He suddenly put his legs against her knees and put his hand on her shoulder. It seemed intimate, but he used a few parts of his strength to press her directly on the chair.
"Ziqi..." She raised her head blankly, struggling, a little flustered, "Mu Sheng, Mu Sheng..."
He turned a deaf ear.
The light and dark in the eyes change rapidly, as if they gather and disperse when there are dark clouds, sometimes clear and clear, and sometimes deep.
Ling Miaomiao looks into his eyes in horror: is he destined to blacken once? After such a long delay, it's still unavoidable. Moreover, it's not for mu Yao, but
He even slowly smile, like the jasmine bloom, the initial tone is very soft, "you can not like me, we start from scratch.". It's just I want to marry Liu Fuyi... " Eyes suddenly a dark, eyes in the anger is startling, "dream."
…… It's for her.
His lips are hooked, his smile is not warm, his fingers have been put on the slender and beautiful hair band, and he pulled it.
It's late.
The struggling girl suddenly stopped and looked at his beautiful eyes uncontrollably.
He squatted down, pause, with a bit of temptation, word by word: "you like me."
She spoke slowly, "I..."
But he stopped talking.
There was a trace of annoyance in his eyes, and he repeated it in a paranoid way: "you like me."
"I Hi I love you She finally managed to spit out a few words.
Almost at the same time, the antipathy against other people's will suddenly gnawed at his heart. He opened his eyes, covered his heart and spat out blood.
Don't care to take sleeve wipe, pale lips with a few silk bright red enchantment. He went on, "you will marry me."
"I Willing to Marry Here you are
Again, his face was pale, and his veins almost burst. After a while, his mouth was still a little red.
"Well, that's it That's a deal. " He slowly pressed down the smell in his throat, put his face on her knee with a smile, grabbed her soft skirt on the ground, and played softly in his hands.
For a long time, my eyelashes trembled and seemed to say to myself, "don't refuse me, I I can't stand your refusal. "
It can only last for seven days if you are bewitched by the power of hair band. Seven days is enough for him to get everything done.
So greedy, so mean He is like an addict / junkie. Once he has one day, he will indulge one day, and then, and then
He was afraid to think about the future.
Ling Miaomiao's eyes were out of focus. He felt the man on his knee, put his fingers around his hair and asked curiously like a child Ziqi, what are you doing? "
He caught her hand, closed his eyes and gently kissed her fingers. He answered the wrong question: "you have to accompany me in this life."
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