Red dust kills beauty

Chapter 109 41. The Red Line of Destiny②

41. The red thread of fate②

The apron that Zhaoyao bought back was a pink wide plaid apron, except that the color was a bit girly, but it was actually very serious.but--

When he handed it to me, I almost lost my breath.Because this serious plaid apron is the apron that will hang in the kitchen when I live here with him in the future!I still remember the first time I wore this, the kid almost got a nosebleed.

Sure, Zhaoyao, you are still so spirited when facing your brother's previous relics - what an unfilial son.I can't wait to hit his head with a spatula.

I asked incredulously, "Why did you buy a fan?"

Pink apron, honestly I really...

As a result, Zhaoyao asked me in confusion: "You just like these colors, don't you?"

He has been with the witch merchant for a long time, and he has heard the other party say "you" too much, and sometimes he will accidentally bring out a little bit.

Zhaoyao was still counting with her fingers: "I remember, you have at least three pink robes, two pink coats, and..."

"Shut up you!"

I covered his mouth, feeling inexplicably ashamed, and really wanted to just knock him out.

Although this apron was not approved by the person involved, the other two liked it very much, especially the witch merchant, who wished to tear me apart and eat me at night.

I half-pushed and gave up on him, because of yesterday's shackle incident, so he behaved extremely flattering tonight.

After finishing the work, he held me in his arms sweatingly—now his body has faded away from being green, no longer thin and thin, and looks like what an Alpha should be—stroking my ear temples with his lips, and being tender with me .

This is the link that the witch merchant likes very much, and this is also the time when I see him the most pleasing to the eye, because he is easy to talk at this time, not eccentric, not harsh, and even very gentle.

I used to think that this was the usual state of Alphas when they were satisfied, but after we slept so many times, I got a vague feeling that it wasn't like that.In the early stage of this abnormal relationship, the witch merchant didn't actually enjoy it, he just used it as a means.

Before, I thought that what he did was caused by being dazzled by pheromones in his youth, coupled with empathy and possessiveness.Until one time, he once again used pheromones and gender advantages to toss me into a fuzzy state-I still hated him at that time, so every time we had an ugly situation in bed.

I suddenly asked him very seriously during the break: "Xiao Shang, are you a pervert who loves to torture your bed partner?"

The witch merchant suddenly stopped moving, and I felt that he suddenly softened/dropped.His expression management has always been very good, but at that time he seemed to be stupid, and his expression was blank.

"I don't...Actually, I don't—" He muttered, trying to say something, his long eyelashes drooped, and he met my gaze.I don't know what expression I had at that time, but he paused for a moment, pulled the corners of his lips, resumed his light tone, and leaned over to kiss my eyes.

"Yes, I'm a pervert, brother, be careful."

Later, I was tortured so badly by him that I clutched the sheets tightly while trying to avoid his kisses—because I didn’t want to touch him, beg for mercy, wrap my arms around his neck, and grab his back.

"You... Phew... You already know that I can't accept the mark... Why, why... Do you still do this kind of thing?"

"...Yeah, why?"

The witch merchant leaned on me, laughed, and said half-truthfully, "Maybe I just want to hug you and have a good sleep."

It was when our relationship was at its worst, so I naturally didn't believe it, but instead became even more angry.So he sneered, picked up the ornaments next to the cabinet, smashed it on his pretty face, and wiped a deep bloody gash on his ear.

"Go away—uh ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

That night still ended with mutual torture, and the blood splattered on the bed sheet didn't know who belonged to us.

Many days later, once we finished venting, I woke up early and unexpectedly found that the witch merchant hadn't woken up yet.He used to be very knowledgeable and sensible, and he got up early every day to leave, so it was a rare morning we spent together.

I stared at the sleeping face of the witch merchant in the dim morning light. He was still very thin and handsome at that time.It's just that this young man has a heart of snakes and scorpions, and he can't see clearly.A faint regret floated in my heart, but I didn't understand what I was regretting.

The witch merchant seemed to notice that I wanted to get up, grunted, stretched out his arms, and wrapped me in his arms like a bear.

His sleeping face is also like a little girl holding a baby bear, satisfied and happy.

I suddenly remembered his words - "I just want to hug you and sleep."

At the time I literally thought he was a psycho, which would be ridiculous if true.What's the matter with our mutual torture?After so many things, I don't know how to get along with him anymore.

Later, I confirmed this sentence many times, thinking that such a stupid thing, I might as well not know.

The witch merchant is utterly awkward, utterly ridiculous, and utterly stupid.

He is such a fool who can't speak well and insists on making simple things complicated.Instead of using this matter as a means to torture each other, his young master honestly wants to hug you to sleep, will I not?

Calm down and think about it, I really don't want to——OK.

After trying to understand this, I was extremely speechless, and I didn't know why each other came to such a twisted situation.

Just like the fact that I found the shackles under the bed yesterday, I was indeed very angry, but the point of anger was not that he dared to touch this idea—it was that the Qi Witch Merchant let me find out on purpose!

Whether it's hiding under the bed, or he deliberately blocking it, it's just a formality. What he wants to express is actually: I want to lock you up with such a harsh method. After knowing it, will you forgive me? .

When most people face their partners or relatives and friends, they will always subconsciously show their good side, provide each other with a sense of security as much as possible, and show that they are worthy of being trusted.But the witch merchant is not, he wants to do the opposite, constantly using this bad way to test me, seems to say to me, look, I am such a bad person, I am hopeless, so You stay away from me.

But if I was really irritated by his temptation and distanced myself from him, he would be in pain again.

Tsk, I'm in trouble.

Memories flashed quickly in my mind, but in reality, I was still surrounded by him, and my two sweaty bodies were tightly pressed together.His palm gently pressed my lower abdomen, and murmured: "Why can't I get pregnant..."

I laughed in surprise: "Would you like to give my attention to the child I gave birth to?"

"No—absolutely not." He wrinkled his nose childishly, rested his forehead on my neck lazily, and rubbed the small piece of skin, "One Ah Zhao is enough, if it is your own child— — no, no, the thought of him being conceived in your womb, born by you, fed by your milk/water — no — I’d go mad.”

... Fuck, he is really sick to a certain extent.

"Then why do you still want a child?"

"I didn't..." He ducked his eyes.

I reached out and pinched his chin: "Tell the truth."

The two of us stared at each other for a while, and he finally conceded, holding me in his arms, preventing me from seeing his expression at the moment: "I was just thinking, if one day, you don't want me, then I will at least be There is a child of yours..."

I couldn't believe it: "What kind of tragic heroine script did you use?"

In the past, I always thought that the witch merchant was the kind of coquettish and vicious female supporting role. Now why do I feel more and more pitiful about him, like a helpless little white lotus?

I heard the witch merchant chuckle sullenly: "Probably."

We were silent for a while, across the chest, I only heard his peaceful and steady heartbeat, one beat, another beat.

"What are you thinking?"

In the dim and hazy room, he tightened his arms, and his voice carried a sleepy smile: "I'm thinking, don't move forward in time, just stop at this moment..."

——This is a euphemistic expression of "I really want to die at this moment".

I really want to pat the witch merchant on the head and tell him, I will not abandon you, don't be so unconfident in yourself.No matter which one I am, no matter how many times I die, I will find you and meet you over and over again.

But I also said this kind of thing, but it was useless. He was still anxious, still afraid, and still so terrified that he wanted to die.

So I could only pretend that I didn't understand, and replied dryly: "Oh, that's it."

Fortunately, the witch merchant didn't intend to continue entanglement on this topic. He suddenly leaned over and kissed me, and said sweetly: "By the way, cauliflower found a very interesting person in the seventh district. If you are interested, I will Let him bring it back for you to play with."

Two brothers, Xilanhua and Huacai, joined Yu Jingchun with Wushang. They are his direct descendants. One always follows him and the other travels around.I guess it's also a kind of grip on their brother.

Anyway, this is an old routine. Every time the witch merchant gives me something new and interesting after trying to death, sometimes it is a piece of useless but funny information, sometimes it is a stone under 3000 meters , and sometimes a grasshopper made by myself.

I put all these trinkets away and put them in another box, eating ashes in the closet with the gifts I bought but didn't give out.

I'm a little interested, if the witch merchants say it's fun, then it's really interesting.

"Tell me in detail?"

"This person's ability is very strange, he can make an unbreakable oath for others."

I was silent for a while: "Is it like the unbreakable curse in HP?"

The witch merchant stroked my hair and said lightly, "Yes. But his situation is a bit special. He can only testify to others, and he cannot swear by himself."

I heard it inconceivably, and after thinking about it for a while, I asked, "What if the contract is breached?"

"He who makes the covenant shall die."

In an instant, I suddenly understood something, and Fu Baixue's face suddenly appeared in my mind.

"I want this guy." I said in an unquestionable tone, "I'm very interested in him."

My intuition tells me that I can get the answer to Fu Baixue's strange attitude towards me from this person.

This man is Ruan Xian'an, a male Omega, about 40 years old, a typical Jing nationality, with black hair and black eyes, slightly shorter height, stronger limbs, and yellowish skin. appearance.

Before he arrived in Yanbei, information about him was already on my desk.It shows that when District [-] was fighting with District [-], as a refugee from District [-], he stayed in District [-] for a long time, wandering from the south to the southwest, and even lived in a mountain city. Later, District [-] became unstable. The various regions began to form a separatist regime, so he fled back to the Seventh District and stayed there until now.

His ability was not taken seriously in District [-]. Everyone focused on the large districts such as East [-]th District, East [-]rd District, and West [-]th District. Instead, they ignored that in the small Seventh District, there was such a subversion. theoretical ability.

That's right, subversion theory.

Today's mainstream view is still the theory of pheromone evolution. Most people don't know the existence of spiritual power, let alone believe in the theory of soul.And the Spirit Sea Project that group of lunatics secretly researched is to prove that this mainstream view is wrong, but it's just gone astray.

And Ruan Xian'an's ability is very miraculous and has great research value - this is also the reason I gave when the witch merchant suspected why I was so interested in him.

I don't know if the witch merchant believes it in his heart, but he seems to believe it anyway.

I don't know what conditions the witch merchant offered, anyway, on the third day, cauliflower brought Ruan Xian'an, and we met on the witch merchant's territory.In order to show friendship, I did not choose a serious occasion, but chose a restaurant as the place for the first conversation.

It was a well-decorated Vietnamese restaurant.Although there is no such thing as a country in the world today, just like many other regions still call restaurants in District [-] Chinese restaurants, we also call their dishes Vietnamese cuisine.

In the end, the name of the country can only be inherited by restaurants, which has to be said to be a kind of black humor.

Ruan Xian'an has been in Yanbei for half a day. He took a shower and probably slept. He seems to be in good spirits.

This time, the witch merchant is the host. I don't want to be too enthusiastic at the beginning, and I want to show it slowly - because I don't want the witch merchant to notice anything strange.He still doesn't know exactly how Fu Baixue and I collapsed. If he knew, he would probably be pissed to death.

Unexpectedly, Ruan Xian'an smiled suddenly when he saw me.

This unremarkable man, when he smiled, revealed that kind of charm that belongs to the elderly, who is still calm after going through hardships.He clasped his hands together, gave me a slight salute, and continued to show a charming smile, as if he didn't notice the witch merchant as the host at all.

"Hello, may I know your name?"

"..."

The witch merchant's smile collapsed slightly.

I wondered strangely, what's going on, did I get teased by an O?

Next chapter: The Red Thread of Destiny③

"Because I know you, you are my friend."

"Impossible." I denied it without thinking.

Ruan Xian'an pointed to his eyes: "But I saw a familiar soul. The oath I witnessed was engraved on it—you know, the oath is based on the soul."

?April [-]st

The long wear restricts me too much, and the feelings are not fleshed out, so it is really troublesome to deal with.

In the last chapter, there was no doubt from the readers. Lianhua’s plan was exhaustive, and he really had plans for a small black house. How could he carelessly put the tools of crime under Aning’s bed? After moving, their bedroom is not the same, he just did it on purpose. of.

Recently, I am addicted to HP mobile games and entered the Deha pit.My God, I am a die-hard fan of novels. I didn’t have any feelings for Deha when I read the original novels, and I didn’t eat this pair of Amway when the movie was on the air. In the end, I was defeated by the speculation of the pig farm! !While eating old food on Laofu, I wondered, what's going on, why did I knock this pair, my hands are out of control!

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