Qing Gu Rumo

SixtySix

Only then did the girls notice the two luminous objects in the corner, and they suddenly realized that they were optimistic about the target!

As for why the woman was sure they knew each other, it was actually because she saw that they knew each other very well in the teahouse in the afternoon, but she did not expect such a coincidence to meet them again in the bar.

This deal seems to be a good deal, anyway, the woman is willing to help her drink no matter whether she wins or loses, but the nature of Qingjiu is different.

"what happened?"

Qingjiu felt uncomfortable being stared at, and a group of girls focused all their eyes on them. Anyone would feel uncomfortable, right?

"Ok?"

Only then did Jun Mo realize that the two of them were being watched.

Nan Cheng's expression of "TAT, come and save me" made Jun Mo baffled.He glanced lightly at the stylishly dressed woman next to Nan Cheng, a cold light flashed across her beautiful blue eyes.

Actually put the target on Qingjiu, pretending that he doesn't exist, right?

Qingjiu, who was sitting on the outside, was very surprised that he was accosted, what's going on?

He has been with Jun Mo as a childhood sweetheart for many years, and Jun Mo will always receive several times as many love letters as he does, making him wonder if those girls have a tendency to be masochistic, so don't look for a sunny and warm man like him (Tsundere Mo: It's really quite "Big"."), but it was stuck on a moving iceberg that couldn't melt at all.

In fact, after Qingjiu got up, the woman realized that there was another person sitting beside him.

The white T-shirt of the same style has an elegant feeling on him, and the exquisite facial features have the sharpness of a Caucasian but not too profound.He has a pair of beautiful blue eyes, the length of the eyelashes is just right, and the arc is just right.

But people who are too delicate often give people a particularly unreal feeling, and they can't control it at all.

Jun Mo walked over with a half-smile, and Qian Aduo had to admit that Qing Jiu's hulking figure can indeed give people a sense of oppression. In the worldview of rotten girls, he is a typical loyal dog.And Jun Mo's aura emanates from his bones, even if he just raises his eyelids, it can give people overwhelming depression and danger.At first glance, Jun Mo made people think that he was too beautiful to be real, like a glamorous evil ghost in human skin.

"Chengzi, you can safely agree." Qian Aduo narrowed his eyes and smiled happily.

"Why?" Nan Cheng didn't know why.

"Do you think that according to Tsundere Mo's personality, he would let that woman go so easily?"

Jun Mo evildoer wants to make trouble, how can they mortals stop it!

"If you don't mind, I'll play a game with you." There was a faint smile on Jun Mo's face, but there was no smile in his voice.His tone seemed very casual, but in fact there was no room for negotiation at all.

"Okay!" The woman agreed boldly, "Don't make trouble if you lose, kid."

"I'll say this after you win." Jun Mo took two sex Gu, with slender and beautiful fingers, and he pushed one of them in front of the woman, his movements were clean and neat while still carrying his aloofness and aloofness that hadn't changed for thousands of years. grace.

"let's start."

Sixty seven

10 minute later.

Jun Mo still had a beautiful and dangerous smile on his face. He gently put the cup of noble and glamorous purple-black liquid in front of the woman, and made a "please" gesture: "Drink."

There are not many people in the bar, and the air conditioner is not bad enough. There are beads of sweat on the woman's forehead. It must be cold, right?I don't know if it was blown by the wind from the air conditioner or scared by Jun Mo.

At any rate, she is a person with social experience. The woman pretended to brush her hair to wipe off the dripping sweat, secretly slandering that this thing would not drink her to the hospital...

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the woman picked up the glass of unknown liquid with a look of death.

Jun Mo's long and narrow eyes were shrouded in a faint shadow, and the emotion in his eyes could not be seen, but the smile on the corner of his lips was as gentle as a deadly poison.Qingjiu thinks that Jun Mo might as well not smile when he smiles, and when he smiles, don't show that kind of superficial smile, it's really scary.

Although Tsundere Mo also smiled harmlessly at him like a child, but that was almost rare.To Qingjiu, Jun Mo is like a little white rabbit in fox fur, who seems to want to be on guard everywhere, but in fact holds him in his arms and smooths his fur, he is as good as anything.

The woman used the greatest courage in her life to drink up this cup of unknown liquid in one gulp. It would be more painful to taste it slowly than to die early and be reborn early!She swallowed with a grunt and set the glass down heavily on the bar.

sharp……

After drinking, the woman just covered her mouth with one hand and calmed down for about a minute, but she didn't spit it out.Is it not as bad as imagined or her endurance has reached the level of abnormality?

Of course, no one has the courage to try it. Judging from the woman's reaction, one can guess that the taste of this wine must not be much better.

Jun Mo's hanging left hand was tightly held by Qingjiu's right hand, he turned sideways to Qingjiu who sat next to him again and smiled lightly: "Don't make me a rival in love."

"You still have the nerve to talk about me." Qingjiu's eyes swept around, at least 80.00% of the girls were immersed in Jun Mo's evil beauty and couldn't extricate themselves.

All in all, Jun Mo, who successfully dealt with a rival in love, was in a particularly high mood, which caused Jun Mo, who was many years later, to recall the following night painfully.

That's right, this thing is called black history.

Because she inadvertently did Chengzi a big favor, Nancheng kindly paid for all their expenses tonight, so Jun Mo, who was not a strong drinker, drank a few strong cocktails, and successfully couldn't tell the difference between southeast and north.

After Jun Mo drank too much, he didn't look drunk. His surface was almost flawless. When he looked at Qingjiu, his wet blue pupils seemed to have been washed, like a bird that couldn't find a loved one in the forest. The mother deer is as confused and helpless as a baby.

When Nan Cheng was about to bring a few glasses of wine over, Qingjiu stopped her: "Stop taking his share, he's drunk too much."

"..." Nan Cheng felt extremely incredible.

It's quite normal to look at it horizontally and vertically. It's normal not to blush and heartbeat. (Chengzi girl, your Chinese teacher will pass out from crying in the toilet, how do you describe it?!)

Sixty-eight

Qian Aduo looked suspiciously at Jun Mo, who had a straight back, and came to a conclusion after a while: "He is indeed a bit abnormal..."

Jun Mo blinked, innocent and cute: "You are not normal."

Qian Aduo: "..."

Is this shit really drunk? !

Student Qian forgot that being drunk doesn't mean you've lost your hearing, and it's normal for Jun Mo to be able to hear.Jun Mo's wine is quite good, he seems to be very obedient at most when he drinks too much, and he won't go crazy or anything.But this situation of being possessed by a cute god made Qian Aduo and Nan Cheng goose bumps.

"Jun Mo." Qing Jiu felt that it was time for him to stop Jun Mo's unrestrained cuteness.

"Huh?" Jun Mo, who felt cute, continued to flap his two long black feather-like eyelashes.

"Go back, okay?" Qing Jiu gently pulled out the wine glass in Jun Mo's hand, and put it on the table.

"Okay." Jun Mo nodded obediently.

Qian Aduo and Nan Cheng suddenly felt that the world was really wonderful.

This is too obedient, right?It is estimated that a 1 yuan truth stick or Alps can abduct him.

So Qingjiu took Jun Mo, who was like a child at the moment, out of the bar.

After the bustling night in Lijiang fades away, there is a touch of coolness left. The neon lights and the red lanterns hanging at the entrance of the teahouse dilute the cool atmosphere in Lijiang.

Jun Mo was very uncomfortable being blown by the wind. Halfway there, he lost his temper and refused to leave. He squatted on the ground and curled up into a ball.

"what happened?"

"I don't want to go." Jun Mo broke away from Qingjiu's hand that was trying to help him up, and shrank back.

Who told you to drink so much... Qingjiu Heixian.

"Can I carry you?" Qingjiu put the coat he brought out on Jun Mo's body, his eyes were full of tenderness, "It's only a short distance away."

╭ (╯ ^ ╰) ╮

Jun Mo's rationality still defeated the alcohol, even though he was still a bit reluctant to lie on Qingjiu's back, the coat had a hood, he buttoned the hood, and the smell of lavender softener on the clothes was smoky Make him drowsy.

Qingjiu carried Jun Mo on his back, and felt a little sore in his hands after a while.Jun Mo looks very thin, but it is still quite heavy on the back.

"Jiu, hug..." Jun Mo stretched out his slender and fair fingers and began to rub Qingjiu's hair, "It hurts...you have to shave."

Qingjiu was powerless, allowing Jun Mo to poison his hair.He didn't even have the extra energy to explain to Jun Mo that it was his hair...

"It seems to be wrong." After touching it for a while, Jun Mo felt that something was wrong with his hands, and he let go of Qingjiu's short, needle-like hair very self-aware.Then he touched Qingjiu's face accurately, "Touch well..."

Qingjiu's face was deformed in various ways: "..."

Jun Mo felt happy touching his face, his warm breath made Qingjiu's neck very uncomfortable.Qingjiu couldn't help but quicken his pace.

On the sparsely populated stone road, the dim light cast vague shadows behind them.

The scene is obviously very warm, but it was completely destroyed by someone who drank too much.One had a great time playing, and the other was rubbed so painfully.

Sixty Nine

finally come back!

Qingjiu felt that his face was almost swollen →_→

When Ao Jiaomo saw the big bed, he immediately wanted to pounce on it, but the first thing Qingjiu did was to take Ao Jiaomo to the bathroom to wash it in vain.

The bathroom was filled with fog, and Qingjiu washed himself while helping Jun Mo take a bath. The scene at this moment fits the plot of the novel where it is easy to wipe a gun and go off.

The imagination is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.Faced with a bastard who is casually cute, Qingjiu feels that he really can't do bad things to Tsundere Mo, who is almost like a child.

In the deep night, Tsundere Mo is wearing pajamas and lying under the blanket, immersed in the huge side effects of alcohol and unable to extricate himself, his eyelashes are as quiet and secretive as a temporarily black butterfly.

Qingjiu was so tired that he fell down on the bed, he didn't expect that the first day of travel would be so tiring, he couldn't imagine the next few days.

Closing his eyes tiredly, Qingjiu also fell asleep not long after.

On the same dark side of the Lijiang River, sporadic light spots flicker in the ink-like river water, ready to be swallowed by darkness at any time.

Pu Sheng stood in the night wearing a black shirt, his black hair set off his paleness.The man next to him has full facial features, with two red peach heart studs on his ears, and there is an evil spirit in his gestures.

"What are you doing here?"

Pu Sheng had a headache. He regretted that he didn't read the almanac for divination before he went out. He was used to being alone for too long, and when he met so many people at once, he couldn't digest it for a while.

And met... him.

It was a past he didn't want to touch.

"Looking for you." The man's evil smile made it impossible to tell whether he said it from the bottom of his heart or just played it on the spot.

"How do you know I'm here?" Pu Sheng obviously didn't like him, he asked coldly.

"I met a little girl from your club today, and she told me." His low voice seemed to have magic power, completely penetrating Pu Sheng's nerves, "How long do you want to hide from me?"

"lifetime."

Pu Sheng's three words made the man's back stiff.

At this time, Pu Sheng turned around and left expressionlessly, his back gradually disappeared in the dim light, like a cruel but powerless dream.

Under the reflection of the water, the man's eyes were like a black solitary spring, full of sadness.

In front of it is a river that seems to be invisible but is actually not wide. The lights behind are like stars that will never disappear, illuminating everything unknown.

But it can't remind you whether the road ahead is a smooth avenue of sunshine or a dense forest of thorns.

Seventh

Jun Mo woke up early.

The sky outside the house is light blue, the summer sun is diluted lightly because of the morning, and the light reveals a soft hazy beauty.

The biological clock is a magical thing that controls certain habits of people.Jun Mo is a typical example of suffering from it.

When I woke up, I found that I had been changed into pajamas, and there was no smell of alcohol, but also the smell of mint-flavored shower gel for bathing.

When Jun Mo thought of this, he felt a little embarrassed: Did he take a bath by himself yesterday?

I have no impression at all, and I seemed too happy to drink a little too much yesterday, I forgot what happened→_→

But the current situation doesn't look like what happened.

Qingjiu next to him was still in a deep sleep. In high school, Qingjiu basically woke him up by himself. The biological clock and alarm clock didn’t work for him at all, even artificial alarm clocks (such as his housekeeper or even his own mother) I can't even call him.

Jun Mo is merciless towards Qing Jiu when it comes to sex (Tsundere Mo: Wake people up, want to face the wall in a crooked way →_→).He neatly used all kinds of hurtful tricks, such as blowing a small electric fan on Qingjiu's eyelashes, or throwing an ice cube into Qingjiu's collar, anyway, he would do whatever he wanted.

As soon as he opened the door, Jun Mo saw Pu Sheng standing outside blowing the wind.The breeze blew over with the tranquility and softness of the morning, and it seemed to bring the gurgling sound of running water not far away.

In today's fast-growing cities, such a slow pace is already a luxury.

Neither stood very close because neither was used to getting too close to other people.

Jun Mo is like a young and beautiful handsome god of death, admiring the elegant and ghostly view of the giant blade shining in his hand in the thin sunlight at this moment.As for Pu Sheng who is doing the same thing, he always has a hazy ink painting atmosphere.Even if he dresses himself up like a god of death who wants to take people away, he will never be able to cover up the real card of Jun Mo.

It didn't take long for Pu Sheng to go downstairs. His neckline was tightly buttoned. If Jun Mo's memory is correct, when he saw Pu Sheng yesterday, his neckline was still open.But he usually doesn't think of other aspects, he just finds it strange.

But if he doesn't think about it, it doesn't mean that other people don't think about it. The sister waiter who gave Jun Mo and Qingjiu the keys saw him go out, and all kinds of pictures that were so beautiful that people couldn't bear to look at them seemed to start flashing in their minds.

It seems that he can calm down and think about things carefully, but Jun Mo feels that he has nothing to think about, and his mind is full of someone who is sleeping in the room.

What the hell did he do yesterday?I always feel like I did something bad...

Is he thinking too much or is he not mistaken at all?

Because of this somewhat boring question, Tsundere Mo started to use his brain that usually doesn't think about worthless questions.

As long as one is alone, no matter when and where, there are always all kinds of things to think about.

Two or three little sparrows were jumping on the railing, and one of them bravely jumped to a place less than half a meter away from Junmo. It stared at him unblinkingly with its dark eyes, probably curious about the situation. What are people doing.