[Comprehensive] Floating dream with one knife

Gong Jiu watched his expression, but was not surprised.

In the past few days of getting along, he already knew that although the person in front of him was blind, he was born with an exquisite heart, liver and seven holes, and he could see everything in this world clearly.

Just relying on a few clues, one can trace back to the source and figure out the cause and effect one by one.

Hua Manlou lowered his eyes, and his eyelashes, which were as thick as crow feathers, trembled slightly. In Gong Jiu's view, he was a little fragile and immature that he would never have in his life, more and more like pearls and jade.

"If my guess is correct, you are already rich beyond compare."

Hua Manlou raised his eyes suddenly. Although he was blind, his eyes were extremely beautiful, with smooth lines and slightly raised corners. When looking at people, although he couldn't avoid the feeling of emptiness, there was more of a delicate tenderness Come.

"As a human being, you have never regarded money as a treasure."

"Then, you must have a big plan for acting like this."

Hua Manlou said calmly.

Gong Jiu moved her fingers and said calmly.

"It's better for you not to say anything after that."

"You said it, but I won't listen. In your eyes, life is precious and beautiful, but in my eyes, it's just a bunch of ants and thousands of mediocre people."

Hua Manlou was silent for a moment, then said again.

"Is my family okay?"

Gong Jiu said: "Between their thoughts."

From this point of view, the two of them should have nothing to say to each other. They are ambitious, domineering, relatives and friends, and there is no one to abandon.

They are like poisonous snakes on the ground and flowing clouds in the sky. They are not close to each other at all, but they are just strangers when they come together.

Hua ManLou sighed.

"I thought you and I could be friends."

"Looking at it now, it's a pity."

He said softly, but there was no trace of resentment or anger in his expression, only shallow and sincere regret, to a certain extent, he was calm and calm to the point of horror.

Gong Jiu's heart froze slightly. At this moment, she had the illusion of not knowing what to say, and her thoughts finally turned into a cold word in her mouth.

"I never wanted to be friends with you."

Although these words were cold and icy, even he himself didn't know if there were other hidden meanings.

Hua Manlou smiled, still neither annoyed nor angry, said: "That's fine."

"When you and I are hostile, I also save a heartache."

His tone was slow and soft, but with a prophetic coldness.

After all, as if saying goodbye, Hua Manlou smiled and faced Gong Jiu, just like every afternoon in the past, just like the afternoon when we first met.

Tranquil and soft, calm and bright.

The expression on Gong Jiu's face was still arrogant and conceited, but his heart seemed to be inexplicably scorched in a scorching fire, making crackling noises, which made him lose his mind and caused his blood to flow backwards.

He shook his fingers, the mysterious sinful impulse rushed out of his heart mercilessly, and the silver bottle was unstoppable when it broke the river and flowed into the sea.

This eager and sharp feeling was scraping his bones like a sharp knife, but the bone-piercing pain was clearly accompanied by a soft and firm itching and sourness, which was almost driving him crazy.

It made him want to prick him with a silver needle, whip him with a leather whip, even rolling in the forest of knives would be the best!

Gong Jiu clenched his lips and exerted force on his waist. He wanted to stand up and go back to his room.

Everything he needs is there.

It's a pity that this sinful and mysterious feeling can't even wait for the slightest bit of effort. It's like burning ice sculptures in a raging fire, and the rough rolls into the eyes. You have to take it out immediately and rub it immediately to be happy.

With a soft back, Gong Jiu's legs were weak, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

This attack was more turbulent, hot and provocative than any other attack.

Blush quietly flew to the corners of his eyes, Gong Jiu exhaled a foul breath, struggling to rush towards Huamanlou.

Seventh Young Master tilted his head slightly, the smile on his face had faded at some point, and he frowned slightly, as if he couldn't understand why the person across from him suddenly lost his breath and his heartbeat accelerated.

He didn't hide.

Gong Jiu grabbed Hua Manlou's cuff across the desk, clenched his slender fingers tightly like jade, and the back of his white hand forced out blue veins, he opened his mouth halfway, his throat choked, but he said for a while I can't speak.

What is he going to say at this moment?

What can he say?

But the simple two words, in the bewildered expression of the person in the hand, he couldn't say it no matter what!

Gong Jiu's fingers tightened more and more, and she didn't know whether she wanted to tear the person in front of him who saw him in such a posture, or wanted to tear the self who was so eager.

Hua Manlou blinked, stretched out his hand and held Gong Jiu's hand lightly and tentatively.

"Ninth Young Master, are you poisoned?"

"I have a little knowledge of medicine, if you don't mind, can you let me have a try?"

In front of him was a peaceful expression, with a gentle and shallow smile, his empty eyes looked at Gong Jiu, and the young man saw himself in his eyes.

Such as jade soaked in peach blossom wine, porcelain dizzy with carmine.

She was originally a lonely star, but in the blink of an eye she looked like a fox with nine tails.

He couldn't help but relax his mind.

"Pick me."

The two words choked in his throat suddenly blurted out.

The ten-thousand-foot iceberg finally collapsed suddenly, turning into a river of spring water, continuous, with birds singing and flowers fragrant.

"Pick me!"

Gong Jiu used her last bit of strength to lift the table, and threw herself on Hua Manlou's body, staring at the man in front of her with bright and almost strange eyes.

"Smack me!" He shouted out of breath, "I've been poisoned, help me!"

"quick!"

"Help me, and I will let your little Phoenix go!"

Huamanlou groaned under his pressure, and couldn't help but be taken aback when he heard this.

Gong Jiu couldn't bear it anymore.

"Quick! Slap me! Hit me! Stab me! Anything is fine, quick!"

Hua Manlou pursed her lips, hesitated for a moment, sighed, and helped Gong Jiuban up.

"Master Ninth, you have to let me find someone."

……harmonious……

……harmonious……

……harmonious……

There are tens of thousands of strange diseases caused by poisoning in this world. Although Gong Jiu's disease is peculiar, it is really not among the top few. It's just that the way to rescue it is really too intense.

This is also commonplace.

A teacup was broken, and the sweet and vibrant red liquid dripped to the ground silently, and the soft and shallow panting and the strong male voice rang out in the immortal dwelling.

Through the waves of red dust,

From what I hear, it is already gorgeous and compelling for no reason.

The water waves are like beams, the waves are rough, and they finally pass the Xiongguan Pass.

The room suddenly fell silent.

The Huamanlou Huazi with a three-pointed look of unbearable feeling felt the warmth splashed on the back of his hand, his handsome face was expressionless, as if blank.

Gong Jiu closed her eyes slowly, translucent drops of water gently fell from her thick and slender eyelashes.

Opening his eyes again, Linghu Nine Tails completely disappeared.

He sat up from the ground neatly and gracefully, his spotless white robe was messy and stained with blood, but this man's gaze had turned into a supercilious coldness and firmness.

Gong Jiu looked at Hua Man Lou coldly, without any superfluous expression on his handsome face.

"The building is full of flowers."

"Playboy."

He called out slowly.

Huamanlou seemed to be still in a strange and miraculous situation. He sat quietly on the ground, his beautiful eyes were empty and lifeless, and his lips were slightly pursed.

Looking at him, Gong Jiu suddenly smiled.

He stretched out his hand, his white and slender fingertips reached towards Hua Manlou's arm like lightning, and the moment he regained consciousness, he leaned forward and kissed his lips accurately.

Flexible and slightly herbaceous.

The most intoxicating wine and the sweetest honey in the world are not worth a little.

Gong Jiu stretched out the tip of her tongue and licked his lips contemptuously and irresistibly, her firm, cold and conceited eyes seemed to be smashed by a sharp sword, giving birth to an unknown obsession.

Hua Manlou passively felt the touch on her lips.

Cold lips, burning kisses.

He lowered his eyes slightly, and there was a faint mocking smile in his warm and lifeless eyes.

With a slight lift of his wrist, he patted Gong Jiu's chest and abdomen without hesitation.

Gong Jiu let out a muffled snort, not dodging or letting go, his internal energy vibrated in his lungs, bringing with him a familiar yet unfamiliar pain, but not as strong as the violent beating of his heart.

'Plop, plop. '

……

For more than twenty years, except for some unspeakable mysterious feelings, his heart has never been so full of vitality.

It almost made his soul ache.

This feeling is simply...

It could not be better.

Gong Jiu's pale face was flushed, and the tip of his tongue reached into the mouth of the person in the palm without hesitation.

Hua Manlou blinked, and with a movement, she got away from Gong Jiu's grasp.

However, the outer robe was firmly held by Gong Jiu in his hand.

Reluctantly, the handsome young man in unlined clothes stood up, stepped back a few steps, his gentle and clean face showed no smile, he looked down at Gong Jiu condescendingly.

"enough."

"Ninth Young Master."

Gong Jiu stood up slowly.

"Not enough."

He said.

The beautifully shaped eyes stared at Huamanlou, describing his face, his skin, and his hair. He was like a hungry beast. A rebellious believer watched One's own food is like one's own god.

I don't know when it started, but it seems that in just a moment, this man has completely got rid of the fog covering his eyes, removed the cage covering his heart, the flood came out of the embankment, and the eagle soared into the sky.

Downright greedy.

Like a poisonous snake.

Incredibly determined.

Like a rock.

His scorching eyes seemed to burn everything in this world, but his state of mind was colder and clearer than the glaciers thousands of years ago.

Gong Jiu has never been so clear about his heart's desire, his intention.

"Hua Man Lou, Seventh Young Master."

He sighed and said, his tone was so affectionate that it was almost hateful.

"Never enough."

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Thank you for the mines of the two treasures. Because there are very few, I didn’t open a single chapter. Please bear with me a little bit. It will be fine in the future. This article will be updated every two days. Wang Zhougeng, I am working hard to write a new article. From now on, it will be updated every day.