Red dust kills beauty

36. White Album②

"..." Fu Baixue said without changing his face, "I'm playing." As he spoke, he naturally slid his hand down and lifted up the torn pants for me.

The witch merchant continued to be strange: "Oh? What are you playing, can you take me with you?"

Fu Baixue was as immobile as a mountain: "It's a game played by grown-ups, you're still young."

"Mr. Fu, I am older than Aning, are you confused?"

Fu Baixue's eyes were calm, like the calm and wide ocean: "In my heart, Xiao Shang has always been a child."

"……cut."

The witch merchant pouted childishly, turned his head to the side, and stopped talking.

I lost focus on the spot - I know that they have a good relationship in private, but in my heart, their way of getting along should be that the witch merchant can act as a demon, and then Fu Baixue is used to it. I didn't expect Lao Bai to start a witch merchant Come so skilled.The most important thing is that the witch merchant looks so docile as if he was used to being bullied!

Fu Baixue, is his rank so high!

Sorting our messy relationship in my heart, I was shocked again.

Good fellow, I'll call you good fellow.

——How much love is this?

I was thinking about this eternal problem, and when I didn't pay attention, I was dragged out of the tea room by a smiling witch merchant, and Fu Baixue followed us leisurely.

Fu Baixue's residence is a traditional courtyard house. Turning the corner after coming out of the tea room is the courtyard, with stone tables and benches in the middle.He went straight to sit on the stone bench, and greeted me very skillfully, especially with the attitude of a hostess: "Ah Ning, sit too."

I feel more and more that he has something to do with Fu Baixue.

I didn't have time to put on my clothes just now, and my upper body was still naked, but I didn't feel embarrassed at all. He didn't mind me at all - he just felt that the wind was a bit cool.

The first level of the official rank crushed people, so I sat down obediently.

The witch merchant held his chin, smiled with crooked eyebrows, and showed his cute little canine teeth: "A-Ning, you didn't have any wrong ideas about other people's belongings, did you?"

... Withdrawing the foreword, the witch merchant must have something to do with Fu Baixue.

I don't want to be polite to this person: "When did Lao Bai become your property? Have you asked him?"

The witch merchant was very righteous, his handsome face was full of innocence, but his black eyes were like two pools of rotten mud, unable to see a little bit of light.

"Not only Mr. Fu, but also Ah Zhao." He said lightly.

I suddenly fell back tactically, good guy, eating what's in the bowl and looking at what's in the pot, it's you, the witch merchant.

"Mr. Fu is my good friend, Azhao is my stupid brother, they are all of me."

"Taking things from the master's house casually is something that the most uneducated and low-brow would do."

He said cutely: "For this kind of garbage that has no value, the ashes are usually thrown away here."

Gee, this rubbish.

I don't think I should be in the car but should be under the car—it's fine for the three of them to be entangled together. As Bai Yueguang, who is already dead, sitting up from the coffin board at this time is really in the way.

But then I thought about it, Fu Baixue is a big Buddha, Zhaoyao is no match for the witch merchant, I have to rescue this poor innocent boy from the other party, lest he be eaten up by the vicious Omega and then rely on him.

The premise is that all this is true.

Although I think the play in front of me is absurd and funny, in order not to reveal my identity, I am still going to follow the script of the witch merchant and get jealous with this O—fuck, this is really funny, and it will be turned around by the outside world The witch merchant who covered his hands like rain turned out to be this kind of person?

I'm more inclined that he has other plans for performing this show in front of me.

"But unfortunately, Lao Bai and I are indeed very good friends, and we hit it off right away."

I imitated the bitch tone of the witch merchant: "He even exposed Alpha's identity for me."

In fact, I don't know why he suddenly blew up his vest that day, but let's pretend it was for me, anyway, the witch merchant doesn't know.

The witch merchant's eyes sank, like a sharp dagger hidden in the shadows, stabbing me fiercely.But his expression is still lively: "Oh, by the way, if you didn't mention it, I would have forgotten it."

He made an exaggerated expression of surprise: "My God, Mr. Fu is actually an Alpha!"

What are you pretending, how could he not know that Fu Baixue is an Alpha.If he hadn't been there to deal with the aftermath, how could Fu Baixue have concealed it seamlessly for so many years?

Today, Wu Shang replaced Wu Shen to participate in the dinner, and the guards were naturally Yu Jingchun Zhaoyao.As soon as the two of them meet, Zhaoyao will inevitably reveal what happened last time.This is also the reason why the witch merchant rushed over to look for Fu Baixue without even having time to change his clothes after leaving the banquet.

But I don't know why Fu Baixue invited me to his home because of this point.Both he and I know that when I come here today, there is a [-]% chance of bumping into a witch merchant looking for him.But out of trust in Fu Baixue, I still came.

Fu Baixue and I looked at each other from a distance behind the witch merchant. He didn't intend to step forward to intervene, but just stood not far away and watched our confrontation.

I was thinking about the schemes in Wu Shang and Fu Baixue's minds, and with a fake smile on my face, I continued to use the peak acting skills of the traffic niche to show off my power and jealousy: "Oh, by the way, there is also Zhaoyao."

"You can't make a decision for them. No matter what, Ah Zhao still likes me."

What is the witch merchant thinking, I can't pry into Fu Baixue's thoughts, because we are friends, but the witch merchant can.

At what point do I have to go so that the witch merchant can be provoked by me and reveal his true face behind the mask?

Just as I was thinking about these questions, there was a voice from behind that was so shocked that it split: "I like you?"

I turned around in astonishment, and saw Zhaoyao standing behind me with the expression of hearing the Arabian Nights.He should have come directly with the witch merchant, also wearing a uniform.However, compared to the reserved and elegant witch merchant who even wore a vest and bow tie, he didn't wear a bow tie. Instead, he wore a ginger square scarf folded in his breast pocket, which looked expensive and bright .

I have to say it again, Zhaoyao is so cute.

He was stunned: "So...so I...so I like you."

I subconsciously glanced at the witch merchant, and he gave me a smug smile.

"..."

I covered my face with a headache.Fuck, I only remember that Zhaoyao didn't want to wander around in Fu Baixue's territory casually, why did she forget that I was here, no matter how reluctant Zhaoyao was, she would come in and arrest someone!

Zhaoyao is interested in me, I don't want to wake him up.Occasionally seeing him cute, touching his head, and kissing his face is more out of a kind of love and affection that has nothing to do with lust. In my heart, although I don't dislike him being close to me, I still feel that my brother is more suits us.

I originally planned to give Zhaoyao some hints, so that he would discover my identity naturally, and then his unenlightened, youthful affection would naturally transform into family affection.

Anyway, a young boy in adolescence would think of a crooked place even when he saw a tree hole, and there is nothing difficult to understand about a beautiful skin.

Although I occasionally tease him, it's really just teasing!I don't want to be responsible at all!

I kept it so fucking hard, but the witch merchant got exposed right away - what good would it do him?When I expose my identity, isn't he the one who will be the most difficult to do?

I saw a shocked expression on Fu Baixue's face, probably this scene was also not what he expected.

Zhaoyao didn't understand the twists and turns in our circle of people, he was probably the most sincere one, his pretty little face was full of shock and bewilderment.

He ignored the other two and strode up to me: "I like you, right, Ning Hongchen?"

Behind the witch merchant, Fu Baixue sighed helplessly.

Well, what should I say... His straight ball blew me away. The boy in front of him slightly lowered his head and looked straight at me, his eyes became brighter and brighter, like little stars that were sparkling.His pheromones leaned towards me again, more fiery and hot than ever before, under the hood, and the sense of courtship was so strong that I couldn't wait.

I was originally sitting on the stone bench in the courtyard with the witch merchant, but now he approached and stuck me directly between the stone table and him.I couldn't avoid it, and I was hit hard.

"I like you, Ning Hongchen."

The boy repeated again.

The sorcerer Mao Mao Shousui hid beside him, sticking out a furry head, and then whistled gloatingly.

When he came into my sight, he showed a smiling face, Le Diandian made room for us, moved to Fu Baixue's side, leaned on Fu Baixue's shoulder, and waved me goodbye.

Tsk... I instantly understood the witch merchant's plan.

Seeing that both Fu Baixue and Zhaoyao have favored me, what should the witch merchant do in this situation?

This little genius chose to abandon the car to save the handsome man.That is, give up Zhaoyao, who is at odds with him, and wake him up in front of Fu Baixue.In this way, Fu Baixue is likely to take a step back and let Zhaoyao pursue true love.

So Fu Baixue was still his.

Fuck, this scum really has ideas for Fu Baixue! ! !

I was so angry that my temples hurt, and I couldn't help throwing my head back.The air I'm breathing now has too much Zhaoyao content, and the aroma of that warm rum makes me dizzy, and I just want to get some fresh air.

But Zhaoyao misunderstood me, he grabbed my shoulder: "What do you think?"

My idea is that I have no idea, can we just be brothers who occasionally stick to each other innocently?You fuck my picture at night *I don't mind.

Fu Baixue's expression became even more helpless. He took two steps in our direction, probably trying to smooth things over, but was grabbed by the hem of his clothes by the witch merchant.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the witch merchant half-pull and half-drag him to the other side with a smile, and disappeared from my field of vision, probably looking for the best viewing angle.

Losing the traces of those two people, I couldn't help thinking wildly, what did Fu Baixue think of this scene?What would he think about this?Although he told me that he likes it, he is too calm, not at all nervous or excited like in the legend. Is that really Zhaoyao's kind of "like"?

Zhaoyao was not happy, he stretched out his other hand to hold the back of my head, forced me to face his face, and said in a sharp tone, "Look what they are doing, answer me."

Would it be special to say "I treat you like a brother" at this time?Forget it, never mind.

I calmly said, "Gou Yao, I only regard you as a brother."

Zhaoyao's eyes widened a little, and she looked at me with clean and clear black pupils, both grievance and accusation: "But you kissed me yesterday!"

The witch merchant even kissed you, does he like you!

... Cough, maybe I really like it.

I nodded and argued, "I only kissed on the face. I'm from the third district, and the elders of the third district. What's wrong with kissing each other when greeting each other? I'm an Alpha, I don't engage in homosexuality!"

"What's wrong with Alpha, it's not against the law to be gay!" Zhaoyao paused for a moment, and then said plausibly, completely forgetting that he said categorically in front of me that he was not gay.At the end, he asked me back: "You still praised me for being cute. More than once."

Fuck - this guy, doesn't he hate it when I call him cute?Tell me to shut up every time I finish speaking, and still blow my hair, so it's just pretending?

I am also Fu Baixue, Zhao Zhao, Zhao Zhao, why are you so arrogant in this regard!

My voice was a little weaker: "...that's because I want to see you jumping in anger."

Zhaoyao: "..."

Next chapter: Chapter Devil III

The witch merchant pressed Ning Hongchen's back in disbelief, and his slender fingers rubbed the skin there over and over again, as if he wanted to rub it to pieces, the calluses on his fingertips made him painful.

"Ning Hongchen."

He asked blankly—he no longer had the energy to hide his emotions: "Who the hell are you?"

The author says:

Famous stems of the white album: Why are you so proficient/Obviously I made it first/Why did it become like this/White album or something, it doesn’t matter anymore.

I will play them all.cough.

Thank you for the fish food fed by the beauty bones~