Deadly Merry [Rebirth]

"Come down, or I'll kill you."

Tu Jiu'er said this to Liu Fengxue with a smile.

Liu Fengxue's eyeballs rolled around, and asked Tu Jiu'er with a rich eye expression: "Where am I going when I come down?"

"Whatever, don't make any noise, or I'll kill you anyway."

Liu Fengxue rolled her eyes, and nodded with difficulty under Tu Jiuer's restraint, as if she agreed to her request.

Tu Jiu'er was still worried, and used a little spell to seal Liu Fengxue's throat before moving his palm away, pushing her to put on her coat and shoes, so anxious that she almost kicked her ass.

After this "idleman" tiptoed out of the house and closed the door, Tu Jiu'er happily climbed onto the bed, lay down carefully beside Ming Yi, and exhaled contentedly.

"Go down."

A deep, hoarse voice suddenly sounded.

Tu Jiu'er gave a dry laugh twice, and said, "Ayi, you haven't slept yet, I thought you were asleep."

"Go down."

"But," Tu Jiu'er bravely moved forward a little bit, swallowed, holding a pounding heart, tremblingly touched Mingyi's hand, and gently hooked her little finger, "I miss you."

After the little finger was caught, Ming Yi's heart suddenly missed a beat.

This is not the most intimate gesture between her and Tu Jiu'er. Tu Jiu'er used to pretend to be crazy and hug her many times, and would say something frankly that I like you and I miss you. I am not ashamed. if.But for some reason, at this moment, in this darkness, on this bed, her heart seemed to be grabbed by something furry.

Itchy and warm, like sitting by a fire eating a roasted sweet potato.

She suddenly felt sleepy.

"Ayi, are you asleep?"

Ming Yi replied with a muffled voice, "No."

Tu Jiu'er saw that Ming Yi didn't continue to tell her to fuck off, and didn't reject her pulling her fingers, so she tried to push her forward, "Can I hug your waist?"

"No."

Tu Jiu'er refused to listen to this sentence, and tried again like before, and swayed to Ming Yi's lower back.

Ming Yi slapped Tu Jiu'er on the back of the hand with a backhand.

"Aww!" Tu Jiu'er couldn't help howling, and hurriedly withdrew his hand, covering his paw pitifully, "Ayi, it hurts."

"Be patient."

Ming Yi didn't believe in the words "pain or pain". She could beat a monster with just a single blow?Ghost letter.

"But it's all red, there must be some blood." Tu Jiu'er gritted his teeth sneakily and pinched the back of his hand, which forced it to turn red. Then he stretched out his trembling hand in front of Ming Yi, "Look if you don't believe me."

Mingyi frowned and glanced, and vaguely saw the red mark in the dim environment.

Is she hitting so hard?

Tu Jiu'er saw that Ming Yi was silent, and knew that this was a sign that she had begun to feel guilty, so she pushed her nose on her face and said, "Blow one breath, and the swelling will disappear."

"...I don't blow."

"Master Dao, don't always reject people," Tu Jiu'er wept pretentiously, as if he had been wronged greatly, "You are the one who hit me, and I don't even brag about it."

"Can you stop acting like this." Ming Yi felt goosebumps all over her cheeks, and whenever Tu Jiu'er called her Daoist with a tired voice, she wished to push her directly into the ground.

"Okay..." Tu Jiu'er puffed her mouth. She had expected that Yi Mingyi's temperament would not be really flattered to her at all, she just wanted to tease her, so she was going to put away the hand that had been raised for a long time return.

Just as he was about to withdraw, someone grabbed his wrist abruptly.

Before Tu Jiuer could react, she felt someone blowing hard on the back of her hand. The force seemed to blow out a row of burning houses. She could even feel the hairs on the back of her hand sensitively. The trembling and scorpion.

"Hahahaha..." She couldn't help laughing.

Ming Yi turned her head abruptly, gave her a cold look, then threw Tu Jiu'er's hand back into Tu Jiu'er's territory, and wiped her fingers on the front of her clothes, as if something was dirty.

Tu Jiu'er quickly suppressed his laughter, and whispered apologetically, "It's a little itchy."

"..."

"Ayi, do you like me a little bit?"

Ming Yi stared at the wall with her eyes open, and replied flatly, "...No."

"Then do you see me a little more pleasing to the eye?"

"No," Ming Yi sighed impatiently through the nose, "Are you annoying, can you shut up?"

"Ayi, in fact, today is my birthday." Tu Jiu'er gently pulled Mingyi's clothes hem, aggrieved, "I have never asked you for anything, today I just want to ask you a word."

"..."

"Can you call me three three?"

"..." Ming Yi frowned, she knew that Tu Jiu'er was lying, it wasn't her birthday at all.Before she was reborn, Tu Jiuer forced her to celebrate her birthday with her. Although she couldn't remember the exact date, she still remembered that it was around autumn.Mingyi pulled up the quilt covering her waist irritably, she really didn't want to start a conversation, "I can't."

"It's okay, you don't have to scream if you don't want to, I'm fine, really." Tu Jiu'er began to cry again, she said that, but her tone was like a poor woman who was being bullied, just like others After cutting off a piece of her flesh, she said I forgive you with a halo of compassion, "It's just that no one will help me celebrate my birthday, it's just that I'm lonely and no one cares about it, it's really okay with me, Ayi, don't worry, I am very Well, I'm really good..."

Suddenly, with lightning speed, Ming Yi turned over and half sat up, and pinched Tu Jiu'er's throat with precision.She lowered her head slightly, and approached the lying person, her soft long hair rubbed against Tu Jiu'er's face.

"Do you think I really won't kill you?"

Those eyes were sharp and sharp, as sharp and cold as a falcon.

In the darkness, they were so close that Tu Jiu'er could feel Ming Yi's breath.

She looked at the person who was close at hand, gently held the hand that was pinching her neck, and gently rubbed it back and forth.

Tu Jiu'er stared at Ming Yi's face, to be precise, at the red mole at the corner of her eye, for a long time.She whispered, "Ayi, forgive me, just this once."

Before Ming Yi could understand the meaning of this sentence, Tu Jiu'er's suddenly deep and unusually deep eyes took away all her consciousness the next moment.

It was the first time in the 400 years since that incident that she had used coquetry again.

"You will forget all the things I did and said next, and then go to sleep peacefully. When you wake up tomorrow, you will still be the big disciple of Yuxu Palace who despises me and hates me, Ming Yi." Tu Jiu'er was gentle Gently touched Mingyi's side face, tears suddenly filled his eyes, his nose was so sore that he couldn't breathe.

This time it wasn't a fake cry.

"Call me Sansan." Tu Jiu'er murmured an order.

Ming Yi looked into her eyes absently, followed her and said softly, "San San."

"Say you miss me."

"……I miss you."

Tu Jiu'er laughed through tears, and put his arms around Ming Yi's neck tightly.

"I miss you too, Huachu."