A smile appeared on the corner of the third lady's mouth. She danced more and more vigorously with the sound of the flute. Her body turned, the silver bells were ringing, as if she didn't know she was tired. The bluestone tiles under her feet made her soles bleed, but she still continued
Don't want to stop!
When you are crazy and desperate, what if you dance on the tip of a knife?
Seeing her intoxicated with her own blood and madness, Huang Beiyue's jade flute slowly left her lips, and the sound of the flute stopped abruptly.
Without the accompaniment of the flute, the third lady seemed to have lost a lot of support all of a sudden. She staggered her dance steps and then reluctantly stopped.
He raised his head, looked at Huang Beiyue among the branches of the big tree outside the yard with his bright eyes, frowned and asked: "Why don't you blow it?"
"You're bleeding." Huang Beiyue glanced at her feet, her disguised voice was low and deep, with a sense of vicissitudes of life.
The third lady lowered her head and looked at her bleeding feet, but she didn't care at all. She slowly raised her head and looked at the man in black among the green branches. Under the moonlight, all she could see was the man's face.
Extraordinarily beautiful.
"Are you feeling distressed?" She raised her feet and said in a charming voice, looking at Huang Beiyue with her seductive eyes.
"I just don't want to hurt someone in vain." Huang Beiyue said lightly, took out a bottle of ointment from the Najie, and threw it to her, "Please apply the medicine, otherwise your feet will be rotten and you will never be able to dance again."
The third lady stretched out her hand, but did not catch the medicine bottle. Fortunately, the medicine bottle was made of special materials, otherwise it would have been smashed into pieces, and the healing medicine she had worked so hard to refine would have been wasted!
"Sorry, I just danced and my hands and feet are a little awkward."
Huang Beiyue put away her jade flute and jumped down from the tree. Her slender body was wrapped in a black robe. Her face was cold and her eyes were indifferent. She was absolutely cold and handsome!
Picked up the medicine bottle from the ground and handed it to her again.
The third young lady walked slowly over and was about to reach out to take it. Suddenly her feet gave way and she screamed and fell down. Huang Beiyue frowned and stretched out her hand to help her.
Unexpectedly, the third lady actually hit the snake on the stick and leaned in her arms, saying coquettishly: "It hurts so much~~~~"
Three black lines appeared on Huang Beiyue's forehead. The corners of her eyes twitched, and goosebumps spread all over her body at the sound that made her soft bones brittle.
I muttered in my heart: What kind of madness is this woman? Why do you throw yourself into her arms?
"Sir, please help me apply the medicine, okay?" the third lady said in a charming voice, a voice that no normal man could resist!
Young Master??
Huang Beiyue suddenly realized that her attire in men's clothing and her androgynous voice actually made this charming woman think she was a real person!
She thought that people who practiced charm would have a strong ability to distinguish between men and women, so she didn't think of herself as a man just now, so she was still puzzled by her behavior of throwing herself into her arms.
Unexpectedly, she, Huang Beiyue, would be so blessed in this life!
Afraid that if he got too close to her, his identity as a woman would be revealed sooner or later, Huang Beiyue simply pushed her away and said coldly: "I'm not a pharmacist, so girls should apply the medicine themselves."
"But I'm not a pharmacist." The third lady was pushed away by her, but she was a little surprised and confused. Is there any man in this world who can resist her natural charm?
The boy in front of her was so handsome! Especially his cold and aloof look, she liked it very much!!
