"Sacrifice axe? What's going on? Xiaoya, don't be afraid. I'm responsible for everything. Tell me slowly." Hanzi's heart hurts like a knife. Seeing this lively and cheerful girl in the past become like this
Her appearance, sadness, and fear all enveloped her, and she was so frightened that her body trembled slightly. An unknown anger was aroused in his heart, but in front of the weak Xiahou Xinya at this time, he could only suppress this anger.
Deep in his heart, he softly comforted her with words.
"Hanzi, let's talk when we go up, okay?" Xiaoya cried on his shoulder for a long time, feeling the familiar breath on his body, and a sense of security seeped into her heart, and her mood had calmed down a lot.
. Gently left the embrace that made her attached.
"Okay." Hanzi said softly.
Gently, holding her cold catkins tightly, the two of them climbed up the wooden stairs.
"Tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk", the sound of the pedal gently struck the young hearts of the two young people.
In Xiaoya's heart, she just felt that the sound was like the Zen bell in the ancient temple, waking her up and giving her a sense of tranquility. She had walked this wooden ladder thousands of times, but she had never felt like this before.
I secretly glanced at Hanzi beside me, and I immediately understood that it was because he was by my side. His gentleness, his thoughtfulness, and the sense of security he gave me were all put into my heart.
Because of this, even the "buzzing" sound of an annoying fly or mosquito around him has become the most beautiful music in the world.
Looking at him quietly, a smile appeared on her face, a peaceful and happy smile.
No matter how much suffering there is in the world, having him is enough.
No matter how many storms there are in the world, with him, she will no longer be afraid.
Hanzi's heart was in turmoil at this moment. The sound of his feet tapping on the wooden ladder was like a heavy hammer hitting his heartstrings. When he thought of the word "axe sacrifice", something came to his mind.
The bloody and tragic scenes of sacrificing human beings to gods and demons that he had seen before in movies and TV shows appeared. A nameless rage in his heart was like the divine fire of the Nine Heavens, burning his body and mind, making him feel uncomfortable.
However, seeing Xiaoya's peaceful and beautiful face, he endured it and suppressed the emotions from the bottom of his heart.
This anger that wants to burst out of the body.
He couldn't bear it, and he didn't want to destroy the rare peace deep in her fragile heart.
He likes her smile, and likes to see her lively. Those are the naughty things he loves to see about her.
"This is your lady's boudoir? It's so beautiful!" Hanzi looked at this antique wooden house that could only be seen on the screen in the past. There was a faint fragrance of Hao'er in it, giving people a refreshing feeling.
, and gave people a sense of intoxication, his mood calmed down a lot, and a soft smile appeared on his face.
"Well, yes. You are beautiful. You are the first male guest with a foreign name in my boudoir. How about it? Do you feel a sense of honor deep in your heart?" Xiaoya, who has regained a sense of peace and tranquility, is naughty.
The ground chuckled.
That smile is like a brilliant lily in full bloom, and the sparkling tears in the corners of the eyes are like jade dew in the morning light, hearty and charming.
In front of the jade couch stands a row of half-open plum blossom screens, which are ancient and elegant. Embroidered pillows and quilts are neatly placed on the jade couch. The pink curtains are gently draped down, like a gentle hand.
Caressing the jade couch gently.
"What would it be like to sleep on a bed like this? It should be very comfortable, right?" Hanzi thought to himself.
A dressing table with a classical and feminine charm is placed in the corner of the boudoir. There are three brown horn combs on it, two dense and one sparse. There are various cosmetics and skin care products on the dressing table. On the front of the dressing table
, a mirror inlaid with copper edges was tilted backwards, and two people were reflected in the mirror. One was a tall and handsome young man wearing a brown leather jacket, and the other was a flowery girl clinging to the young man's shoulder like a bird.
There was a happy smile on his face.
One him and one her, this warm and beautiful painting seems to be frozen at this moment. If it can be like this forever, it will be a kind of good happiness.
Glancing at the furnishings in the boudoir, Hanzi suddenly smiled and said: "Of course I feel honored from the bottom of my heart. I'm afraid that you might lead a wolf into the house and attract a thief." He looked at her with eyes full of ambiguity.
of light.
Xiaoya smiled. She was as beautiful as jade and smiled like a flower. She pretended to be vicious and said: "I have great martial arts skills. Which flower picker is so bold and wants to take advantage of me? Let's see if I don't break his legs." But.
Thinking of the scene where he forcibly bullied me in the entertainment city, and how domineering and rude he was, I couldn't help but blush suddenly, thinking to myself: "Will he really come?" I felt a little expectant, but also a little scared.
Seeing her cute and angry look, Hanzi smiled, and his heart couldn't help but tremble. He suddenly took her in his arms, pressed his thick thick lips on her cold jade lips, and found the lilac tongue in her small mouth.
Gently wrapped around ###, and the hand caressing her back was even more gentle.
With a "嘤四" sound, Xiaoya instantly melted into his gentle and passionate kiss, responding enthusiastically. Both of them greedily ######, hugging each other, one is as strong as an ox,
One is as smooth as water.
His and her hearts were deeply integrated at this time.
"Smelly Hanzi, you are so evil. You bully others every time." After a long time, the two of them broke away from the passionate kiss. Xiaoya's face was as red as a cloud and as beautiful as a flower.
Perhaps it was due to Hanzi's warmth that her cold lips were now so delicate and gleaming. Hanzi couldn't help but sip lightly on her lips again, and then smiled and said, "You're not
A chivalrous woman who claims to be highly skilled in martial arts? How come she becomes so weak when she encounters a thief like me, and lets me bully her?"
Xiaoya lightly punched his generous chest and said angrily: "Who knew that your enemy, as if he owed you something in his previous life, would lose all his skills when he was in front of you, so you wouldn't be left with anything.
Bullying the frivolous ones."
Looking at her delicate daughter-like figure, she still had the fierceness of the past. She couldn't help but feel a surge of love and affection in her heart. She stretched out her hand to caress her silky hair and said softly: "Xiaoya, what on earth is going on?"
What's going on, tell me slowly and clearly, there is nothing that can't be solved as long as I'm here."
Pulling him to sit down on her jade couch, close to him, placing her slightly cold little hands in his warm big hands, Xiaoya then told him the details of the whole thing.