There seems to be a saying that people are divided into two types. Some people look beautiful at first glance, but the more you look at them, the more ordinary they are. Some people look delicate at first glance, but the more you look at them, the more they look at you. Nangong Baiye undoubtedly belongs to the latter.
Her skin is very white and clean without any impurities. Although she does not have big eyes like glass like other women, she is very attractive. Although she has single eyelids, her eyes are narrow and slightly slanted, as if she is always evil.
of luster.
If he were an ordinary human being, he would probably jump to his feet if he saw him eating blood.
Even an Onmyoji would not eat at the same table with him so calmly.
Only the little ruffian in front of me didn't care what he was eating, and his smile was as bright as ever.
As Beiming Liancheng was sinking day by day, it also gradually began to become suspicious.
How long do human emotions last?
Of course, such thoughts only passed by briefly and did not stay in my mind for long.
After dinner, the Demon Palace really became lively, and the vampires' carnival took place at night.
The only quiet place is the bedroom. On the soft couch covered with black fur, Nangong Baiye rests on Bei Ming's long legs and starts to go about his daily life again.
The so-called daily routine means that after eating too much, I turn over and over to dry my belly.
Finally, Beiming Liancheng couldn't stand it anymore. He held ancient scrolls and poems in one hand and pressed her belly with the other, rubbing it gently to help her digest food.
Nangong Baiye didn't say anything, he just looked up at that face that looked so beautiful and flawless, with a smile on his lips.
Although her senior brother is very impatient.
But I never disliked her from beginning to end.
Sometimes Nangong Bai always wonders if, being pampered by him like this, if he suddenly withdraws one day, she will fall to the bottom and never get up again...
"Senior brother."
"explain."
"Your skin is so good."
"..."
"No wrinkles at all."
"..."
Nangong Baiye didn't pay attention to her senior brother's reticence. Anyway, she was the one who kept adjusting the atmosphere.
After talking about skin, she suddenly thought of a question: "Brother, how old are you this year?"
"Forgot." Beiming Liancheng held up his chin lazily, without even looking at her. His eyes were on the ancient scroll in his hand, and his words were indifferent and very intellectual.
Nangong Baiye frowned: "Has it been three hundred years?"
"Yes." Beiming Liancheng smiled evilly: "Speaking of more than three hundred years ago, when the world was not under the Huang Dynasty, the rulers at that time were from the royal family, and they even competed with me in martial arts."
Nangong Baiye wouldn't ask too much about who won or lost in that competition. The only thing she was obsessed with was age.
Or maybe it's a matter of time.
The cruelty of reality will always exist.
Even if she doesn't want to admit it.
One day she will grow old, but he will always remain handsome.
Are you too greedy...
From the beginning, I just wanted to have a long life.
Nangong Baiye smiled, took his hand over and put it in his palm. It was better not to think about it too much than not to think about it at all.
It's just that I'm leaving tomorrow, so I feel a little reluctant to leave.
Beiming Liancheng also saw how clingy she was. It seemed like today, she followed him wherever he went without saying a word. She followed him like a little tail, making it impossible for him to concentrate on his work.
…
Thinking of something, Beiming Liancheng's amber eyes shrank, stretched out his hand to lift her chin, and said in a cold voice: "What on earth did you do during the day?"
"I didn't do anything." Nangong Baiye pursed his thin lips slightly: "Why did you lose your temper all of a sudden?"
Beiming Liancheng looked at her handsome little face and rubbed the corners of her face with his fingertips: "Junior sister, don't try to lie to me. You should know the consequences of lying to me."
Nangong Baiye hummed, feeling a little guilty. Could it be that her senior brother already knew that she was going to the wild land?
No, it's impossible to know.
He must have noticed that he was too clingy today...
It was better for her to remain silent, lest he say anything later.
Bei Ming Liancheng looked at her lowering her head, as if she was unhappy. He reflected on whether his attitude was too overbearing, and couldn't help but deepen his tone: "I didn't care about you when you went to see Bei Mingxun the day before yesterday. Now,
Just say a few words to you and then you will ignore me?"
You haven’t argued with me yet, so I don’t know who is jealous!
But I ignore you, not because of this, but because you are too smart and cunning!
"Still not talking?" Beiming Liancheng lowered his eyes, his tea-scented lips pressed against hers, half-smiling.
Use this method again!
Nangong Baiye's face turned red, and his heartbeat began to speed up involuntarily: "I'm going to sleep, good night!"
Beiming Liancheng looked at the person tightly wrapped in the fur blanket with pity, his thin lips curled into an evil arc...
Nangong Baiye, who had just turned her back, felt a familiar and pleasant cold sandalwood scent coming from her back and falling on her ear bones...
When I opened my eyes again, the sky was completely dark, and only the east was faintly exuding a light color of innocence.
Nangong Baiye felt a slight lump in his throat as he looked at the handsome face so close.
She knew that he didn't sleep at all last night, nor did he go to party with those vampires. He simply stayed with her, holding an ancient book in his hand, and covering her with a blanket from time to time.
She has never been a good sleeper and always likes to kick the blanket. This is what her son told her.
I don’t know who said that if a man really loves you, he will take care of you even when he is tired.
Her senior brother was probably like this. In the end, when he saw that she was making such a fuss, he even locked her in his arms with her boss. He was so domineering.
The fog outside the window has become a little thicker, and the vast white area is filled with moist mist, heralding the arrival of dawn.
Nangong Baiye tiptoed up from the soft couch, putting on his robe very quickly, with a kind of handsomeness unique to modern agents.
Whoosh!
She quickly tied the belt around her waist and wore a light black robe. The style of the robe was very simple. There were no embroidery or auspicious clouds on it. It looked a bit like men's martial arts uniforms in ancient times.
However, this is not a martial arts uniform for her, but a robe that she must wear when going to the tomb.
There are also rules and particularities in their line of work.
Three minutes into the tomb, I don’t know life or death.
Even the most experienced in fighting will sometimes fail.
The only way to reduce this failure rate is to follow the rules on the road.
Her robe is also very particular, it is a feminine object.
The so-called negative things are the shrouds that should be worn on the dead. Wearing them to the grave will save you a lot of trouble.
The sky in the east gradually turned white. Before leaving, Nangong Baiye glanced at the soft couch behind her again, with a faint light in her eyes. No matter how dangerous the prehistoric land was, she would try her best to save Lucifer.
Wake up, because only in this way can her senior brother be completely free...