I was persuaded to break up every day [Sword Three + Seven Five]

When he walked to a place far away from Bai Yutang, where he could not hear any bad words, Mu Qiao got out of Zhan Zhao's arms, looked at him with a half-smile, and said, "Master Zhan, Guard Zhan, today is not an ordinary day. Childish."

It stands to reason that men should be terrified when encountering such things like settling accounts after autumn, but Zhan Zhao didn't even change his face - the reason is very simple, Mu Qiao is not the kind of person who beats around the bush and secretly hides people. If she really questioned her behavior just now, then she wouldn't cooperate with her to leave Bai Yutang's sight, and just slap him away.

Anyway, it's not that Mu Qiao has never beaten Zhan Zhao before, this kind of thing is very familiar, and he doesn't feel nervous at all.

Therefore, even if Mu Qiao is full of momentum, Zhan Zhao is not afraid at all.Although he doesn't know how to please women, he still has some experience in how to please Mu Qiao, so he said honestly: "Well, I'm not happy to see you with him."

Mu Qiao smiled happily, patted him on the shoulder and said, "If that's the case, I'll pamper you."

Zhan Zhao nodded, but he always felt...something seemed wrong?He looked at Mu Qiao's hand on his shoulder, puzzled.

Mu Qiao was in a happy mood, and his enthusiasm for doing things was higher than usual. He didn't pay attention to Zhan Zhao's expression, and only cared about asking the passers-by around for the address of Liu's Mansion.

However, she was so beautiful that standing there was a landscape like a fairy, not to mention that now the fairy stepped down from the altar and came to the world, and everyone surrounded her one by one.Zhan Zhao was only stunned for a while before he realized that his people were separated by three human walls!

Tolerable or unbearable?

Zhan Zhao squeezed hard! ... didn't squeeze in.

The crowd is really too dense.

Since there is no way to walk on flat ground, let's walk on it.

Zhan Zhao tapped his toes and jumped up.The few people around Mu Qiao felt that the top of their head was black and heavy, as if something had stepped on their head. Although it was not heavy, it was extremely unpleasant.

Everyone raised their heads to scold, but found that when they looked up, they only saw Lang Lang's blue sky, nothing. They touched the top of their heads, but found nothing. gone!

Mu Qiao was carried by Zhan Zhao to a deserted alley.

After being put down, Mu Qiao clutched his neck and panted heavily—he was really carrying it just now!He directly pulled Mu Qiao up and left with his tie. Fortunately, Mu Qiao's clothes were stronger and he didn't walk very far, otherwise she would probably become a hanged ghost.

Seeing this, Zhan Zhao was also at a loss: "I'm sorry, I... I didn't pay attention!"

Mu Qiao slowly recovered, rubbed his neck and said dumbfoundedly: "Master Zhan, if I really have to choose a way to die, I think it's more cost-effective to suffocate to death. It's too ugly to die from suffocation. I'm afraid you don't even want to watch it."

Distressed, Zhan Zhao raised his hand to touch the faint red mark on her neck, but withdrew his hand when he was about to touch it—this was caused by him, and he dared not touch it again.

Mu Qiao was keenly aware of Zhan Zhao's actions, and regretted what he just said.

It may not be easy to see whether a person does things out of his own heart, but whether Zhan Zhao does things out of his nature is very simple and clear—this Nanxia is too open and upright, basically everything is written on his face, and occasionally The black belly doesn't last long either.Overall, it's a simple, sweet cat pie.

So Mu Qiao felt that Zhan Zhao was really blaming himself for the fact that he lost his mind for a while and hurt himself. What he said as a joke just now might be more like an accusation to Zhan Zhao. Are you too upset?

Mu Qiao hesitated for a moment, grabbed his hand, and stroked his neck.

The man's fingers were slender and warm, and there was a thin layer of calluses on the fingertips. He felt very powerful. As he touched his most vulnerable place, Mu Qiao subconsciously trembled, but instead of avoiding it, he catered to him even more, saying: "Injured What's wrong is that I'm not you, don't wrinkle your face, it's not good-looking. If you know something is wrong, rub it for me, it hurts."

Zhan Zhao was taken aback for a moment, and looked down at Mu Qiao, who still had no expression on his face, coupled with the obviously coquettish words just now, not to mention how out of harmony.

However, such a person is now like a kitten, making Zhan Zhao's heart infinitely softer.

He touched the scar on Mu Qiao's neck, and the delicate skin touched by his fingertips was something he had never touched before. For a moment, he couldn't help but feel a little turbulent, and the strength of his hands was also somewhat confiscated.

Even Mu Qiao couldn't help frowning because of the second trauma to the already painful place.

"Sorry..." Zhan Zhao came back to his senses and quickly withdrew his hand, annoyed.

Mu Qiao held his hand and said nonchalantly, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt very much." Anyway, it's not as painful as a broken finger, and it's still within the acceptable range.

Zhan Zhao didn't know what to say.

"If it's you, it doesn't matter." She thought for a while and said so.

Zhan Zhao froze for a moment, not knowing where to put his hands.

Mu Qiao pursed her lips lightly, put his hand back to that position, and pressed it again. The pain made her frown uncontrollably, but she didn't show any sign of shrinking back. The vulnerable place was exposed to him, and he said, "If it's you, it doesn't matter if it hurts."

In getting along with Mu Qiao, Zhan Zhao never felt that he was in the upper hand at any time, he even felt that he was always dispensable to Mu Qiao, and could be discarded and replaced at any time, but now he suddenly felt that his It is very important to her, it is indispensable!

He sighed, he didn't know what to say to be worthy of Mu Qiao's words, after thinking about it, it seemed that nothing he could say could make this sentence equal to the two ends of the balance.

Mu Qiao saw that he was so worried that he was thinking hard, smiled, and said: "Don't think too much, just let it be. I'm not..." If you insist on making a promise or something, it's too nasty, okay? .Mu Qiao thought so.

"I won't hurt you anymore." Zhan Zhao interrupted Mu Qiao solemnly, and said, "As long as I'm here, no matter if it's because of others or myself, I won't hurt you again."

Mu Qiao was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Don't promise what you can't do..."

Her voice was so low that even with Zhan Zhao's skill and distance, she couldn't hear her clearly.Zhan Zhao asked, "What?"

Mu Qiao shook his head: "Nothing."

Zhan Zhao subconsciously felt that this was very important, and wanted to ask a question, but saw Mu Qiao's expression changed, and he pointed at the empty front: "What? Who do you say you are?"

Zhan Zhao also became nervous: "Is it a ghost again?"

Mu Qiao's face was extremely ugly, she nodded and said, "Yes. She said her name is Liu Jinchan."

The author has something to say: The computer screen is broken... Manual goodbye...

Last night I was so uncomfortable that I went to bed without writing. Fortunately, there is a manuscript saved, otherwise the skylight will be opened today!

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