On the side of the road, a girl about sixteen or seventeen years old was carrying a small backpack and humming a tune while running and dancing.
She is petite, about 1.6 meters tall. Her delicate face is inlaid with a pair of dark eyes like apricot kernels. Her white and tender face is so pink that it makes people want to pinch it twice. In addition,
The straight bridge of her nose and the black and shiny black hair tied up casually in a ponytail make her even more youthful and energetic.
There is no doubt that this girl is the beloved daughter of Emperor Yin Ying and Qian Xi who ran away from home. As for the reason why she ran away? Let’s ask her herself!
What? Ask me why I ran away? Let me ask, who wants to be a caged bird these days?
Big brother, second brother trapped me at home, and my uncles were hanging around me every day. I was only 17 years old, and I was bored to death facing those old guys every day, even though those old guys were very handsome, hehe
laugh.
Speaking of which, the outside world is more enjoyable. I have been away from home for three days and I have seen countless new and interesting things that I could not encounter at home. But...
Alas, my father has frozen my bank card and I will soon run out of cash. It seems... I am going to go home and continue to be a caged bird. I don't want...
Woo...
"Run!!!" Wow, I saw a group of people running not far away.
Of course, there is nothing novel about this, but it is very novel to see a group of people running around in a panic. It looks like a gang fight.
Yeah, I've only seen a few scenes of group fights on TV, but never in real life. It's so cool!!!
Looking around, I suddenly discovered that I had unknowingly arrived at a quiet exhaust gas construction site.
The place is sparsely populated and there seems to be no place to hide.
Hey, there's a steel plate over there!
I quickly ran behind the steel plate, and I secretly looked at the group of running people, but it seemed a little disappointing to me. I only saw a group of people running, but no one chasing them. Could it be that these people were bored?
Contact Racing??
Just when I gave up exploring this 'new continent', I suddenly discovered that behind the group of people, a silver figure was gradually approaching them.
Wow, silver hair!! My dad told me that dyed hair is not a good thing. However, I have a special liking for men with dyed hair. This may have something to do with family factors.
The more my dad told me to stay away from certain men, the closer I got. Among those uncles, Uncle Kamiya and I were the best. He said that he used to have blond hair, and they had a friend named Nangong Zhou.
It's silver hair.
Hey, I have always fantasized about what the silver-haired Uncle Nangong looks like. However, after thinking about it again and again, Uncle Nangong is my father’s friend and a bad old man. His silver hair should have been natural at that time.
But I didn’t want to. Not far away, there was a young silver-haired man who told me to look, cool!
Although he is a bit far away, his figure looks pretty good, like my dad.
Staring straight at the silver-haired man, he saw that he was getting closer and closer to the one running in front.
I couldn't understand how the other party could be afraid of one person when there were dozens of them. But the next second, I understood everything.
The silver-haired man ran very fast. Under the sun, he seemed to transform into a wolf and pounced on a large number of prey, tearing their hearts, livers, spleens and lungs into pieces.
Oh my god, this scene is so...so passionate!! (Changes voice!)
My body couldn't help but step out from behind the steel plate, and my expression was as haunted as the bloody battlefield approaching.
When I was about ten meters away from approaching the man, I suddenly realized...
I raised my hands and rubbed my eyes, and I vaguely saw the man's pupils flashing with green light.
Although Uncle Kamiya also has dark green pupils, they are natural. The man not far away obviously changed color suddenly.
I would like to ask, how can a normal person's eyes change color? Either I saw it wrong, or... he is not a human!
Oh my God, God loves me so much. He knows which one is good, so he deliberately brought it to me.
With a nymphomaniac smile on my lips, I swallowed my saliva, ignored the fighting scene, and ran towards the man.
When I walked in, I realized how handsome the silver-haired man was, with his angular face, deep eyes, strong nose, sexy lips, and fair skin.
Oh... the cake buyer, I am a fujoshi, I am a fujoshi. I have watched too many old men at home, and I really can’t resist the handsome guys.
No matter what, I raised my hand and reached out to the man.
The man's sharp eyes flashed, and he looked directly at me with his green eyes, filled with murderous intent.
His big hand subconsciously grabbed my neck.
Handsome guy, come on... hit me, hit me, oh...
"You..." The handsome silver-haired guy suddenly tightened his grip on my neck, and his green pupils returned to jet black.
Look, it’s not my eyes that are dazzled, his eyes just change color.
"What's wrong?!" I pouted and looked at him with a question mark on my face.
He looked at me like I was a monster.
I understand, maybe he doesn't understand why a little girl like me is not only not scared when seeing such a scene, but also gets excited, right?
Nonsense, I have been imprisoned for seventeen years, so naturally I am curious about everything, and I don’t know what it means to be afraid.
I looked at the man for a few seconds, then the man suddenly looked away from me, ran two steps quickly, and executed a 'prey' who was trying to escape on the spot.
"Pah, pah, pah" I clapped my hands excitedly and walked quickly to the silver-haired man: "You are so powerful, you can take care of everyone in just a moment."
The man said nothing, glanced at me with his cold eyes, and planned to leave.
Ha, want to run?? It’s not that easy!!! I must pounce on him!!!
"Don't go!!" He quickened his pace and stopped in front of him.
He frowned lightly and walked around my body, his expression extremely cold.
Humph, it turns out he is the cold type. Just the opposite of the fiery type at home, which is interesting.
An evil smile appeared at the corner of my mouth, I crossed my arms across my chest and said coldly: "Hey, aren't you afraid that I will tell others everywhere that you are not a human being?!"
Suddenly, the silver-haired man stopped and slowly turned his head to look at me, his cold eyes filled with disbelief.
"Hehe." The cold expression returned to a nymphomaniac, and I walked up to him with a bounce: "Am I right? You are not a human being, are you?? What are you??"
"Miss, have you watched too much TV?" The man's voice was cold but sexy.
"Really?" He rolled his eyes slightly and stretched out his index finger to tap his chin: "Hey, it seems that I have to ask the scientific researchers why the pupils change color!"
The man frowned again and grabbed my collar with his big hand: "Believe it or not, I will kill you!"
Oh my god, this man is indeed not a human being. In fact, if he had not chosen the method of murder and silence, I would have thought that his pupils changed color due to the reflection of sunlight. How can any scientific researcher believe my words? He is really...
…It’s so…so stupid!!
"Tch." I threw his hand away and shrugged my shoulders disdainfully: "Don't bluff me. You just killed so many people without blinking an eye. But when it comes to killing me, you stop."
If you take action, what does this prove?!"
In such a chaotic scene just now, this man's big hand has already strangled my neck. With just a little effort, I was overturned, but he suddenly stopped his strength. This can only prove... "You don't know how to do it at all."
Kill me, right?!"
The man's thick eyebrows wrinkled again: "What do you want?"
"..." Wow, this man is really stupid. In fact, he can say that he just didn't want to kill innocent people indiscriminately, so he didn't take action on me. I didn't expect...
Does he have no brains, or does he not like to use his brains? It’s so fun. “I don’t want to do anything.” I crossed my hands in front of me and raised my head high: “As long as you take me with you from now on, I promise
Don’t tell anyone your secret.”
"Aren't you afraid of me?"
"No." He quickly put down the hand he was holding in front of him and grabbed his arm excitedly: "I like you so much."
"Ha." The man smiled coldly, shook his head slightly, and muttered in a low voice: "You are nothing like your mother."
"You know my mother???"
"Um."
Quickly letting go of his arm, I subconsciously took two steps back, and my excited expression slowly cooled down.
This man knows my mother. Now that I have run away from home, will he take me back?
He specifically told me what was the purpose of meeting my mother?
My eyes flickered for a moment, and I pretended to be calm and said: "My mother, I guess she doesn't know your secret!"
This is a bet. Maybe my mother already knows about him, maybe not yet, but if I don’t bet, I will lose 100%. If I bet, the winning rate is 50%, why not give it a try?! Anyway
, you don’t need any chips, right?! Haha...
"Are you threatening me?" the man asked me coldly again.
I narrowed my eyes and smiled coldly: "Are you threatening me?!"
"Okay, whatever you want, you can follow me if you want, but..." The man turned around and turned his back to me: "You will definitely regret it."
Regret? Who is my baby Ouyang? Even if I regret it, I regret it, what can I do? Hee, I am just a bit thick-skinned, like my dad.
My dad said that he used to do things that were sorry for my mother, but in the end he chased her and the relationship was very good. This proves that sometimes regrets only make people cherish them more, and regrets are not a bad idea.
Not a good thing!
I quickened my pace and chased after the man with a silly smile on my face: "Yes, yes, what's your name?"
"Nangong Yinyue."
"Ah, your surname is Nangong too? You don't want to tell me that your father's name is Nangong Zhou, do you?"
As I finished asking this question, the man stopped suddenly and looked at me with an indifferent expression: "So you know Nangong Zhou. That's easy. I am Nangong Zhou."
"Uh..." Looking at the man carefully, he looked like this extremely sullen and cold man. He didn't look like he was joking. He is Nangong Zhou? That means he must be in his sixties or seventies now, right?
?No! Or maybe it's bigger, because I'm not sure yet how he 'changed'.
Ugh...why is my life so miserable? I am pestered by a bunch of handsome old men at home every day, and I meet another handsome old man when I go out. However, although this old man is older, he is better than the wrinkled ones at home.
"Do you regret it?"
"No." I quickly shook my head: "Can you tell me, what kind of 'person' are you?"
"..." His expression seemed to be full of weirdness, and his eyes were even more incredible. "You..."
"Are you curious about why I'm not afraid of you? Are you curious about why I didn't ask anything about you suddenly disappearing in front of my parents? Are you even more curious about why I believe there is another kind of person in this world?
'exist?"
I said so much, "Yeah, yeah, yeah", but he still remained silent.
But, it doesn’t matter, I can do it by myself, I’m thick-skinned anyway! “I don’t know why I’m not afraid of you, but an immortal person like you will scare my parents to death if they stay here.
Yes, and there is definitely a third kind of creature in the world." Smiling slightly, I grabbed his arm excitedly: "Okay, you've finished your answer, are you satisfied?"
"..." Nangong Yinyue frowned again, and his face was almost distorted. Could it be that he was not satisfied with my answer? However, the next second, my doubts were cleared. "Are you sick?
?”
"You're the one who's sick!" Now, I wasn't happy. I let go of his arm and looked unhappy. "I'm telling you, you can scold me, but you can't insult me. Don't think I'm crazy.
. Don’t you think people should talk more to communicate? Like you, who never talk, of course I have to talk more. Do you really think I’m that outgoing?!”
Three days ago, I was an out-and-out lady from a well-known family. I seldom spoke at home and went to school honestly. I didn't talk when I ate or slept, and I almost did everything a lady from a well-known family should abide by.
Maybe, there are two me in my body. At home, I am the introverted and ladylike me. When I go out, I am the extroverted and lively me.
In fact, I like this outgoing and lively me more, because I have brought a lot of happiness to many people in these three days. Looking at the smiles of those people, I feel that it is more comfortable to watch than being a canary at home.
too much.
"Sorry." Nangong Yinyue's cold voice became much softer. Maybe he softened after seeing that I was really angry.
But how could I be really angry? What I want to do is bring happiness to people, "Hey, can you treat me to dinner? I have no money anymore."
Nangong Yinyue's expression changed, and her eyes widened helplessly: "...Are you really Qianxi's daughter?"
"Of course, if I am not my mother's daughter, how could you let me go at such a critical moment just now?"
Huh, 100%, he stopped because he saw that I looked like my mother. Everyone said that I looked like my mother. And my second brother looked like my father.
But everyone also says that my personality is like my dad’s and my second brother’s personality is like my mom’s.
Hee hee, because like my dad, I have a thick skin! (Yin Yingdi ‘Ah sneeze.’)
"You are very cunning, just like your father!" Nangong Zhou turned around and walked forward quickly.
Only then did I realize that my dad is very cunning? It seems that I inherited more than just his shamelessness.
"Wait for me, Nangong Yinyue."
"By the way, Nangong, what happened to you?"
"Can you fly?"
"Can you take me flying?"
"speak……"
Ouyang Baobao, who has a complex personality, seems to be dependent on Nangong Yinyue. It is not clear whether meeting this ghostly girl is his blessing or calamity.
But, what is certain is that this is the first time he has met such a cute and smart person of the opposite sex...