The green tea heroine and the villain who practices ruthlessness

Pingxiu's cloak was a bit short, and it couldn't actually cover Xue Ning's whole body. The boy's entire body was exposed below his knees.

Xue Ning noticed something strange about her body and instantly lay down on her back. She clutched the collar of her cloak tightly like a little daughter-in-law, her muscles all tense and her expression alert.

"you……"

When he spoke, his voice was hoarse and he had a severe headache.

"I'm telling you." Pingxiu stopped his random thoughts and took the lead.

"You were drunk last night and turned into a demon. You insisted on following me. It wasn't me who stripped you naked. Don't even think about blaming it on me."

Xue Ning's face turned red and white, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Clothes!"

Pingxiu held a piece of dogtail grass in her mouth, held her chin in her hands, and said with a smile: "Brother Xue, I only have clothes from the girl's house here, but there are no clothes that you can wear."

Compared to being naked, Xue Ning is more willing to wear the girl's clothes.

"give me."

The dog's tail grass curled up and down between the girl's lips and teeth.

"Senior Brother Xue, when you ask for help, you have to act like you are asking for help. Your attitude is not like asking for help."

"What do you want me to do?"

Pingxiu took the dogtail grass and raised a finger: "First, you are not allowed to call me Taoist friend Ping again. We have lived and died together, so calling me a fellow Taoist would be too foreign." .”

"Then what do you want me to call you?"

It was obviously not even a hair, and it was obviously the coldest time before daylight, but Xue Ning felt that her body was gradually getting hot, like a hangover.

"Call me Xiuxiu."

Xue Ning turned her head away and plucked the tender grass stems around her with her fingers hidden under her cloak.

"show……"

He had just opened his mouth to utter a word, but something seemed to be stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say the rest of the word.

Pingxiu snorted, stood up, clapped her hands, and threatened: "You don't want to? Then I'm leaving."

Xue Ning's heart tightened, fearing that Ping Xiuzhen was gone. When he was anxious, those two words blurted out: "Xiuxiu!"

Pingxiu looked back and stood still, and asked lightly, "Why did you call me?"

Xue Ning wanted to pull the cloak up to cover her face, but unfortunately it was not long enough. If it covered her head, it could not cover her legs.

His face was so red that even his earlobes and neck were filled with heat, as red as cooked shrimps.

"Don't...don't go."

Pingxiu couldn't help but laugh, and immediately pursed her lips to contain her emotions.

"Xiuxiu, lend me your clothes."

Pingxiu said: "That's pretty much it."

He took a brand new coat from the mustard bag and placed it next to Xue Ning, then turned around with his back to him.

Xue Ning carefully grabbed the cloak and stood up, fumbled for the middle coat, turned around, lifted up the upper garment and unfolded it.

The soft fabric exudes the fragrance of gardenia and herbs mixed together.

Xue Ning seemed to be bewitched and couldn't help lowering her head, holding the clothes and sniffing them gently.

A reassuring smell.

Suddenly, his state of mind became extremely peaceful, and even the inner demon that had been nagging in his sea of ​​consciousness no longer made a sound.

"Are you ready?" Pingxiu urged.

Xue Ning whispered: "Wait a moment."

Slowly putting on clothes that obviously didn't fit his body proportions.

Fortunately, he is still young, and although he is quite tall, his body is still stretched. Most of the muscles on the body are tight and smooth, not as huge and scary as those who specialize in body training.

The girl's middle coat was worn on him. Although it was tight and her arms and legs were much shorter, it was still on.

"All right."

Pingxiu turned around, took a look, and couldn't help but bend over with laughter.

Xue Ning's face turned even redder, and he gritted his teeth and shouted at her: "Don't laugh anymore!"

Pingxiu said: "Okay, okay, don't laugh."

"...Ah hahaha, but it's really funny, hahaha."

Pingxiu burst into tears with laughter. Xue Ning was so excited by her laughter that she picked up her cloak and gathered it around her body. She chose a direction at random and walked away in stride.

Pingxiu wiped her tears and ran after him to hold him.

"That's wrong. You're going the wrong way. You can only go back this way."

Xue Ning kept walking and said angrily: "This is where I want to go."

Pingxiu said: "Oh."

"Then where do you want to go when you go this way?"

"Don't worry about it."

The demon-conquering ring around Xue Ning's neck was still tied with the belt that was hung up last night, but she forgot to take it off just now when she changed clothes.

At this moment, Pingxiu took hold of the belt, circled it twice on the palm of his hand, led Xue Ning like a herd of cattle, and sighed: "Okay, then I have no choice but to go for a walk with you."

Xue Ning still walked forward, but suddenly felt a tightness in his neck and someone grabbed him from behind.

Fragments of memories flashed through my mind.

He suddenly remembered how he had turned into a demon after being drunk last night, and how he had pestered Pingxiu and refused to let him go. Then Pingxiu tied a belt around his neck and led him around like a dog.

Xue Ning pulled off his belt forcefully and said angrily: "Don't treat me like a dog!"

Pingxiu hummed: "Humph, Dog Ning is much cuter than Xue Ning, who cares about you?"

Xue Ning sneered and said: "If you really like dogs so much, you might as well go down the mountain and buy one yourself. You can have whatever you want!"

Pingxiu put her hands behind her back and followed Xue Ning slowly, walking towards the rising sun.

The rays of the rising sun shone on the two of them, drawing out two long and thin shadows, sometimes separated and sometimes overlapping.

"Senior Brother Xue's words make sense. I have to think about it carefully. What kind of dog should I buy?"

"Well, it has to have shiny black fur. I like black dogs."

Xue Ning's heart skipped a beat, and she couldn't help but slow down and listen to what Ping Xiu said behind her.

"You must have a big fluffy tail that will keep wagging every time you see me."

Xue Ning snorted in his heart, daydreaming.

"You must have a pair of bright, round eyes that can only see me."

Xue Ning hummed silently, there are so many demands, how can there be such a smart dog. Most of the dogs he saw when he was a child were as stupid as pigs and could trick them away from any food they ordered.

"You must be able to look after the house and nursery, you must be able to warm the bed, you must be able to pick herbs with me, and if anyone bullies me, bite him for me."

Xue Ning said coldly: "Don't think about it. Ordinary dogs can't do this. You might as well raise a spiritual beast to be more practical."

Pingxiu ignored him and said to herself: "I want to name this dog Xiao Ningning."

"You!" Xue Ning paused and glared angrily.

Pingxiu blinked innocently and tried her best to hold back her laughter and said, "What's the matter? You are allowed to be called Xue Ning. No one is allowed to have the same name as you."

Xue Ning couldn't defeat her, so she could only walk forward angrily.

Ping Xiu is particularly good at finding something to say when he has nothing to say.

After a while, I asked Brother Xue that your hair is really dark and shiny, and looks better than mine. How do you maintain it?

After a while, he was reminded to be careful of pebbles on the mountain road, and he stomped his feet carefully.

After a while, I told him how beautiful the scenery along the way was, with the mountain flowers blooming and the grass growing and warblers singing.

Xue Ning listened silently, feeling a little annoyed, but still vaguely hoped that she would continue talking.

Shen Qiuyue is also lively and talkative, but she speaks openly and carelessly, and her words often sting Xue Ning.

Over time, Xue Ning no longer liked listening to her.

But Pingxiu is different. Although he always seems to be annoyed by her on the surface, he often can't help but want to hear her voice.

When she coaxed him to be obedient, he always reminded himself not to be fooled by her sweet words, but afterwards he couldn't help but wonder, was there any truth in her words?

Even when he was scolded by her, he felt a strange pleasure of being abused.

Of course, even he himself did not dare to admit such secret thoughts.

Pingxiu lowered his head and glanced at the young man's tight and slender calves. Suddenly, as if he had discovered something strange, he asked in surprise: "Why do you have so much hair on your legs?"

Xue Ning stiffened slightly and replied stiffly: "What does it have to do with you? It won't grow on you."

Pingxiu said in disgust: "I don't have that much hair on my legs. If I had that much hair, I would have shaved it off long ago."

She added another stab: "It's so ugly."

so ugly.

Xue Ning felt like an arrow had been stabbed in his heart, making it difficult for him to breathe. But he refused to bow his head and admit defeat, so he said harshly: "It's not because you are ugly, it's not your turn to be disgusted."

"Yes, yes, of course it has nothing to do with me if it grows on you." Pingxiu deliberately provoked him, "Only if it grows on my future husband has anything to do with me."

Xue Ning said coldly: "Lingguang-Jun may not be any better."

Pingxiu chuckled, said oh, and suddenly said seriously: "Hey, there seems to be some strange smell, Senior Brother Xue, can you smell it?"

She suddenly became serious, and Xue Ning couldn't help but straighten his face, "What?"

Pingxiu pretended to smell it a few times, pretending to be suddenly enlightened: "It smells so sour, and it smells so strong like vinegar."

Xue Ning pursed her lips and looked extremely ugly.

Damn it, I got tricked by her again!

Pingxiu looked at his face carefully and sighed: "But if it's little Ningning, then no matter what she looks like, I will like her."

Xue Ning felt that she was going to drive her crazy.

Listening to her talk, it felt like sailing on the angry sea, falling to the bottom one moment and flying up to the clouds the next.

He was obviously still angry, but he was tickled by her next words and completely lost his previous calmness and self-control.

This is wrong, this is very bad.

But he couldn't control his heart.

I know I can't indulge in it, but I can't help but fall into it.

So he could only pretend to be cold and frosty to cover up his inner panic.

The two of them finally returned to the bamboo house before the sky was completely bright.

Xue Ning changed back into her own clothes and said to Pingxiu: "I will wash your middle coat and return it to you."

Pingxiu said: "I don't want it. I don't want it if it was worn by a stinky man."

Xue Stinky Man Ning: "..."

"I don't stink," he said.

He bathed every day and kept his body clean. He was even more mysophobic than most female disciples.

Pingxiu suddenly came over and smelled his chest.

"Hey, it seems to have no taste."

Pingxiu said with satisfaction: "Okay then, I allow you to clean it and then return it to me."

"Wash it very cleanly," she emphasized.

Xue Ning always felt like a decent woman being teased by a wild and prodigal son. She felt unspeakably aggrieved, but her body felt like a tiny electric current flowing through her body, trembling with her proximity.

He suddenly remembered the time she helped him with her hands in Li Mansion.

The blood all over his body suddenly became hot.

He took a deep breath, carefully avoided Pingxiu, held his clothes and walked out with his head held high.

In order not to let Pingxiu see his panic, he deliberately slowed down his steps, but when he crossed the threshold, he almost tripped because he was distracted.

When he heard the girl's clear laughter, he felt like his ears were on fire.

He fled the house in a panic and met Shen Qiuyue who had gotten up early for morning exercises.

Shen Qiuyue asked curiously: "Senior brother, where are you going in such a hurry?"

Xue Ning said: "Wash clothes."

As soon as he finished speaking, the person was already gone like a gust of wind.

Shen Qiuyue scratched the back of her head inexplicably.

It's great. What clothes should I do early in the morning?

She turned around and asked Feng Wujiu, who had been accompanying her for morning exercises, "Are you men so hardworking? Do you get up early in the morning to wash clothes?"

Anyway, she doesn't like to wash clothes, and she never folds quilts, let alone washes dishes and cooks.

Feng Wujiu coughed lightly, put his fist to his lips and said, "Ahem, that's not true. The same kind of rice can feed all kinds of people, and not all men are as... hard-working as Brother Han Chao."

Xue Ning met Han Lingguang again.

Seeing him walking in a hurry, Han Lingguang stopped him and asked in a warm voice: "Brother Han Chao just woke up from a hangover? Do you have a headache? Do you need me to ask the servants to prepare sweet soup to sober up?"

Xue Ning had already eaten Pingxiu's nectar to relieve hangover, and now her head no longer hurts.

He stopped and reluctantly responded to Han Lingguang: "Thank you, Mr. Lingguang, for your kindness. I'm fine and don't need sobering soup."

Han Lingguang saw that he was full of energy and seemed to be in a good mood. He couldn't help but said happily: "Brother Han Chao, inner demons can easily make people extreme and lead them astray. It's good like last night. Get drunk and vent your anger. Come out, I seem to be in a much more cheerful mood today.”

He suggested enthusiastically: "We can drink more in the future. I'm worried that I can't find a suitable drinking partner."

Especially a drinking buddy like Xue Ning who has a worse drinking capacity than him.

After all, when two grown men are drinking, they still need to be able to drink each other down in order to have dignity.

Xue Ning ruthlessly rejected his proposal.

"No, drinking too much will ruin things. I will stop drinking from now on."

Han Lingguang felt deeply regretful: "Alas."

"I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave first."

Xue Ning went to work on his "important things" in a hurry.

After washing his clothes for a while, he remembered that he had forgotten to ask Pingxiu why he left the bamboo house in the middle of the night.

What on earth she did, his mind went blank and he couldn't remember at all.

After Xue Ning finished washing her clothes and went back, she inquired with Han Lingguang's demon servants. They told him that Han Lingguang took Ping Xiu out and went to an unknown place without telling them.

Xue Ning's good mood all morning suddenly collapsed and disappeared.

He clenched his fists and turned back to the retreat to practice.

A hundred miles outside Cuiyun Cave, there is a mass grave in Zhenwuguan.

Han Lingguang leaned over a tomb made of rocks and loess and put down a bouquet of yellow wild flowers.

He did not look back, his voice was full of loneliness, and he said to Ping Xiu who was standing behind him: "The one who is buried here is the friend I mentioned to you in the mortal world."

"She...she is the last member of the Wild Red Fox Clan."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020110223:31:532020110322:27:55期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦

Thank you to the little angel who threw the landmines: Don’t forget your old friend Zeng Graceful&1;

Thank you to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: 17 bottles of Shengxiao, Talking about Books and Ink; 10 bottles of going to bed early and getting up early; 1 bottle of Sleepless Sleep;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!