[Comprehensive] It's Frozen Jiao, not Jiao Fong

The pseudo-beautiful boy Hong Dongjiao has a cold face, and the sleeves of the glamorous geisha are thrown on her face from time to time, bringing bursts of fragrance, teasing and teasing, and she is just a high school student who has not stepped into the adult world at all. , I don't know where to put my hands and feet.

Even if I poured out most of the wine secretly, some of it still couldn't be avoided. It was a bit choking at first, but the alcohol content was not high enough to cause dizziness, but my face was a little hot, and the breath I exhaled carried a touch of wine fragrant.

Mr. World must not let Mr. World know about this matter!Speaking of which, drinking underage is already a crime.

The girl who was ruthlessly abandoned by the sound column drank the wine melancholy. There seemed to be something wrong with this picture.

"Master Boom." A pair of hands stretched out from behind, as if they wanted to wrap their arms around her shoulders.

The fighting instinct made her clamp those hands quickly, the woman let out a cry of pain, Hong Dongjiao woke up with a start, and quickly let go.

"I'm very sorry." Hastily picked up a cotton cloth soaked in ice, and lightly applied it to the woman's red wrist. She didn't distinguish between enemy and friend because she was slightly drunk. What a gaffe for a hero reserve, "I didn't mean to..."

The slender fingers that were stained with vermilion were attached to her lips, stopping her words. The woman moved closer, with a gentle smile on the corner of her mouth:

"My lord, you are really gentle."

The woman who is close at hand has long black hair, which is not raised high like other wandering girls. Instead, most of it is draped over her body. She just wears a bun obliquely and fixes it with a hairpin. But it was unexpectedly not too sweet, and at such a close distance, one could even smell the elegant bamboo fragrance hidden under the fine clothes of the other party.

"The concubine is called Fujihime." She smiled and hugged the girl who was dressed as a man in her arms, and stroked her face, "It was sent by your elder brother to serve you."

"No, no need, I'll just stay by myself." Hong Dongjiao desperately turned her head to the side, trying to distance herself, "I'll explain to you brother, tonight..."

The woman grasped her slender waist tightly and pressed it under her body. She obviously looked very weak, but the strength was even stronger, making her unable to move.

"Your Excellency despises concubines?" The woman whispered next to her ear, her breath sprayed on her neck, tears glistened in her eyes, "Even so, this concubine still wants to have sex with you..."

"Lord Tian Yuan ordered me to take you elsewhere."

She lowered her voice and said this quickly.

Hong Dongjiao's pupils widened slightly.

The group watched enviously as the woman walked away with the boy in her arms. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that this was a very good customer. Not to mention anything else, just because of that good looks, many girls lost money to accompany her.Just now, when Master Fang's elder brother was there, many people had been secretly watching him, but he never thought of being intercepted suddenly.

but……

"Who is this woman? Is it from our store?"

After taking the warm tea from the other party, Hong Dongjiao nodded softly to thank, she was a little shy who almost regarded the woman as a real prostitute, and felt sorry for trying to keep her innocence just now, when she heard a chuckle from above her head, The roots of the ears became more and more red.

"Master Tian Yuan said that he brought a little girl this time. I didn't believe it at first, but you really look like her."

Hong Dongjiao scratched his cheek: "It's Master Yu Mao's handicraft, I can't draw it."

"That's because you have a good background." The woman smiled and straightened the bedding, and smoked the spices for sleeping, "I'm sorry for you staying here tonight, just now Lord Tianyuan received some news and wants to go out and check it out Let me go, and say that I will come back tomorrow to take you back."

"Has he left here?"

"Yes, the situation is urgent, I can only ask me to notify you."

Hong Dongjiao nodded, pursed her lips and asked softly, "Are you also a team member of Master Yu Mao?"

"Ah..." Fujihime was slightly surprised, and shook her head with a smile, "No, the concubine is just a wandering girl, but she was lucky enough to be rescued by the adults of the ghost killing team in the past, and she is doing her part at this moment. That's all."

She brought a plate of water, soaked it with a cotton towel, and wiped off the makeup on the girl's face, revealing her fair and delicate skin: "It's normal for girls to communicate with each other in Huajie, and it's not uncommon to send letters to each other. Master Tianyuan Occasionally come here, in fact, to receive the news from Yoshihara, bringing others is just to deceive people's eyes and ears."

Fujiji tapped her nose lightly, with the pampering that belongs only to adults: "In the past, all the men were brought here, but today we didn't expect to bring a girl here. We didn't believe it at first, but we never thought it was You are such a beauty."

"No." Hong Dongjiao said from the bottom of her heart, "You are the beauty."

Fujihime's hand for removing makeup froze, but seeing the sincere expression on the girl's face, after a long time of being dazed, she burst out laughing.

"You are really..." She took off the last bit of makeup and loosened her soft hair, "It's a good thing you're not a real man, otherwise you would have attracted so many women."

"I agree with this point." Hong Dongjiao agrees very much, just look at Hong Jiaodong. Although his face is cold all day long, there are still many little girls rushing to him, even though they will be swayed by his poor words in the end. (Too straight) To beat, but this is enough to prove his popularity.

After serving Hong Dongjiao, the woman began to take care of herself. She removed the heavy makeup on her face and revealed an unexpectedly young face. She didn't look much older than Hong Dongjiao, but she was a little bit older because of the long-term upside-down of her work. Green and black, but still delicate and beautiful.

"This flower street can be regarded as an information transfer station. There are many people like me working here, not only to make a living, but also to help everyone in the ghost killing team." Fujihime explained, "Everyone I lost my family because of ghosts, but because I don’t have enough strength to kill ghosts, I can only do my part in another way.”

"At times like this, I'm very envious of everyone who can kill ghosts with their own hands."

There was some envy in Fujihime's voice, as well as some loss. Not everyone has the talent for fighting. For most ordinary people, even if they lose their loved ones, even if they lose their homeland, all they can do is cry and work hard. Just go down.

It is a kind of luck to have the ability.

Girls never realize this so clearly.

"It's not useless."

She took the woman's hand and placed it close to her chest.

It's just that the girl who has just arrived as a teenager still has an innocent look on her face, and many times people will ignore her true ability. No matter before or now, no matter how mature she is, there are always people who laugh and rub her head and rub her head. Push into the protective wall behind you.

She is silent, giving comfort and patience to others.

But after all, she also wants to be a protective wall for others.

"Because of your support, we can continue to persevere." The heat from the girl's palm was conveyed, together with the fiery emotion in her heart, "Everyone's efforts will not be in vain."

One day, he will be able to kill the evil spirits and live a peaceful life.

"Although it's a bit arrogant for me to say this...but you are really amazing. How should I put it? Although I don't understand a lot of dance music tonight, my mood is really much better. It is obvious that I have to live so hard But in private, you still have to take the risk to help us pass it on. In terms of workload, you are more than us..."

The woman who obviously had a calm face just now wet her eyes and turned her head to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

It's really... very gentle.

"You take a rest first, I'll bring you some snacks." Fujiji stood by the door with her hair loose, smiling eyes, "I need some hangover soup, otherwise tomorrow's headache will be bad."

The girl sat obediently on the bed with her knees bent, like a curled up hamster.

Sitting under the warm blanket, the girl let her mind go, looking a little sluggish.Excessive luxury made her mentally tense, and after the tension, she suddenly relaxed. Perhaps alcohol had blinded her brain, and the restlessness caused by various worries some time ago no longer existed.

Maybe something happened to Mr. World that failed to pick her up in time, or maybe it was an experience, and he deliberately tricked her into staying there for only two weeks, but in fact it was more days. will improve that fast.

There are not no heroes who can tell lies. For details, refer to her homeroom hero Eraserhead. His famous saying is that rationality and hypocrisy can inspire people's motivation.

This must be a hero's routine!

While waiting for the hangover soup to arrive, the girl rubbed the sword beside her. After changing into the kimono, the Japanese sword was hidden behind her back, and it hurt badly, but it was the most fundamental weapon. She could hardly leave her body. Fortunately, I don't know how Mr. Yu Mao hid those two big knives.

Having said that, Fujihime is too slow, even if the small kitchen is a little far away, she should come back after moving step by step...

The window was half opened, and the cold night wind poured in from the outside. The Flower Street was still noisy. It was clearly midnight, but there was no sign of desertion at all.

【It would be nice if it continued like this...】

I can't help feeling like this, although the location is a bit wrong, this kind of place is full of pain and filth, but everyone is working hard to live, and will not be taken away by some inexplicable creature...

There was an imperceptible smell in the night breeze, but it was quickly covered up by other smells.

A bit fishy, ​​with indescribable blood.

It was... the smell of human blood.

The brain wakes up instantly, puts on the coat as fast as possible, doesn't care about the loose hair, picks up the sun wheel knife and rushes out of the window, jumping directly from the height of the three-story building, with the tips of guests and wandering girls in his ears called, but she couldn't hear anything.

Why do ghosts appear here? !Still in the absence of Master Umo!

The smell of blood was so weak that she didn't notice it at the first time. With such a light smell, maybe it could still be saved, maybe it hadn't been eaten yet!

hurry up!Hurry up!

This flower street is located on the edge of the town, not far away is a wasteland, quiet and deserted, only wild birds and small animals inhabit here, if there is faint blood swaying in this open space, it is impossible to distinguish it for a while. Where did it come from.

But she doesn't need to look for it, because the target is right in the middle.

Under the moonlight, the young man embraced the woman, buried his head in her arms, could not see his face clearly, only his white oak hair color, like a pair of lovers who were entwined, the woman looked up weakly. Bowing her head, she seemed to be groaning, but the girl clearly felt that the other party's aura was getting weaker and weaker, and the arms exposed outside the clothes were thinning and dry at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Around her, food and soup were scattered all over the floor.

"Sure enough, the taste of young women is the most beautiful. It is not comparable to men." The man raised his head, his throat filled with incomparable admiration, and his glazed eyes flickered under the moonlight, as if he wanted to suck people into his soul.

"The most important thing is that it brought me another delicious meal."

Fujihime left the room and ran towards a nearby flower shop. The hangover soup in the kitchen was gone. There was a wandering girl she knew elsewhere, so it shouldn't be a problem to have a bowl.

She was holding the soup bowl, and there were some favorite snacks on the tray, and she quickened her pace, wanting to return to the room quickly.

[My lord must be waiting impatiently, I need to go back as soon as possible. 】