Chapter 944: The listener has no intention(1/2)
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After hearing what Aunt Wu said, Parian felt very uncomfortable.
He hadn't even begun to guide the busty fox to the right path, so how could she change her target so quickly?
It's not that he was unsatisfied, it was just that the stupid fox tried to seduce and entangle him in every possible way last night, as if he was clinging to him until death.
Today is just a time to go out and do some laundry, but you actually have to go out with someone else?
From this point of view, what does her deep love for him, when she risked her life to save him several times in the past few days, count for nothing?
Maybe I spent too long around him and couldn't even get anything to eat.
You are in urgent need of yang energy to replenish your body, so you can’t bear it and look for other people to have fun?
Although some people can't believe the adaptability of that stupid fox.
But considering how hungry and thirsty she has been for so many days, it's not impossible.
Fox demons have always made a living by collecting supplements, and this is the case with the three-tailed demon Hu Tingyan.
They fox demons have always had little awareness of women's innocence. After these days of contact, Balian didn't feel that the busty fox cared much about her body.
Although this big-breasted fox has changed his target, it is one less troublesome thing for Balian.
But she actually let herself fall into this trap?
Aunt Wu said that the old Taoist priest was not a serious person.
Many women and girls in the village suffered from him, and he was a real old prostitute.
Balian still couldn't believe it. The big-breasted fox looked like a picky little monster at first glance, and he was also very discerning in picking and repairing furnaces.
Since you can take a liking to him at first sight and have spent so long with him perseveringly, there is no reason to abuse your own taste and choose such a low-class guy.
Suppressing a bit of uneasiness, Bailian finally warmed the porridge and waited until Shuci came back with the wooden basin.
As soon as Shu Ci opened the wooden door of the courtyard, the sunset outside had faded, and the light in the courtyard was dim.
Shu Ci put down the wooden basin, looked at the figure sitting at the wooden table, frowned, and without saying hello to Balian, he walked over and lit the candle on the table.
A soft 'check' sound.
The lamp was burning brightly, and the dim candlelight coated Balian's profile with a soft golden light, making him tall and handsome.
If you look closely, you will see that this face is really pure and charming, with beautiful brow bones, exquisite nose contour, and hazy light on the eyebrows.
It turned out that Shu Ci had been used to seeing this face for a long time. Today, it was compared to the ugly face of the old Taoist priest. When he came back and looked at it again, he thought it was even more stunning and beautiful.
At this moment, Balian was only wearing a loose middle coat, and the skirt of the clothes was slightly loose. The line from his jaw to his shoulders and neck was almost as perfect as the characters in Shu Ci's romantic novels.
She couldn't help but keep looking down, and her eyes fell on his pale and slender neck, as if she smelled a hint of karma.
Shu Ci swallowed subconsciously, with a salivating look on his face, wishing he could dig his fox's nose into the crook of Balian's neck.
Balian frowned and avoided the sound of Hachihachi's heavy breathing, and said calmly: "Why did you come back?"
Seeing that he was still resisting like this, Shu Ci stood up straight in a depressed mood and pointed at the basin of clothes:
"Didn't I tell you that I would wash your clothes?"
Can I do laundry all afternoon?
Balian felt that she was hiding something deliberately, but thinking about what Aunt Wu said, she was afraid it was a misunderstanding.
He was silent for a moment, raised his eyes to look at her, and was thinking about how to word his question...
Balian's eyes suddenly paused on the top of her head.
When I go out, I still have a commoner Jingchai. After I go out to wash my clothes and come back, the Jingchai is replaced by a gold hairpin...
In this poor country, even if she had a luminous pearl in her hand, she might not be able to buy such exquisite gold jewelry.
Combined with Aunt Wu’s special reminder today and the antecedents, it is not difficult to deduce the consequences.
Shu Ci didn't notice that Balian's eyes were gradually becoming colder, but he just saw him staring at his hairpin.
Thinking that he liked it, he straightened his little head and imitated the appearance of the ladies in the brothel according to his memory, posing without knowing it:
"Did you also notice my new hairpin? Does it look good? I didn't think my hairpin was ugly at first, but now it looks good next to this shiny gold ornament. It's the first time I wear this hairpin, and it's a little heavy.
Woolen cloth."
Balian suppressed his angry voice: "Where is your leader's hairpin?"
From the first time he met her, Bai Lian saw that she kept wearing the unattractive Jing Chai, and thought it had some special meaning.
Unexpectedly...
Shu Ci said confidently: "I threw it away a long time ago. Now that I have a new one, what do I need the old one for?"
He does not mean that.
We all know that foxes are all demons who love the new and hate the old, but he didn't expect that he was the first to love the new and hate the old so confidently.
First of all, Bailian still had some suspicions about the old Taoist priest, but there was no concrete evidence, but now it seems that no Taoist would carry a woman's hairpin with him.
It's clear that he has bad intentions and bad intentions.
Balian said in a deep and serious voice: "I will replace that hairpin tomorrow."
Shu Ci has a habit of being rebellious, but these days, because he wants to coax the food and soothe his mood, he is quite obedient to him and accepts every turn.
But now, this food is ungrateful, and instead it touches her nose and face, looking lukewarm, and actually takes care of her business?
Shu Ci was about to get angry, but she saw Bailian glare at her with a rare anger, and even said word by word: "Did you hear that clearly?!"
Shu Ci was stunned for a moment after being yelled at, not knowing where his fire came from.
She didn't react for a moment, and responded with dull eyes: "This hairpin is inherently prettier than the one before me, but if you don't give it to me as a gift, what's the point of not allowing others to give it to me?
I've raised you for so many days, but your temper is still so bad and you don't hurt anyone at all.
You're just okay with the fact that you have thin skin and tender flesh, and you lose your temper just because you look good.
That old man has a much better temper than you. He not only gave me things, but also offered to give them to me to eat. You don’t know how to learn as much as others..."
"Peng!" There was a loud noise.
Although Bai Lian's expression was cold when Shu Ci spoke the first half of the sentence, he could still control his emotions. When he heard the last sentence, he completely exploded.
A fist hit the wooden table hard, and the shredded egg drop porridge that was warm on the small stove was knocked over, and the hot porridge spilled on the back of Bai Lian's hand.
At this moment, the thunder power in his body has not dissipated, and his physical strength is comparable to that of a mortal. In an instant, the back of his hand was burned red, which looked very scary.
But at this moment, Bailian's expression was even more frightening. Even when he first met Shu Ci and shouted that he wanted to eat him, he had never been so angry before.
"What the hell are you talking about!"
Balian was furious: "Is it true that if someone randomly gives you something good, you will be confused and accept anything at random? Do you even know how to write the word self-love?"
She just accepted a hairpin from someone, why doesn't she love herself anymore?
Shu Ci didn't like hearing these words, and a wisp of evil aura suddenly appeared in his eyes...
"Cough cough cough..."
However, under the strong emotions, the injuries in the body were suddenly involved, and the original arrow wound on the shoulder was torn open. The blood bloomed and spread on the white single clothes, with scarlet on top of scarlet, making Balian's face extremely pale and ugly.
The thunder power in the body was raging all over the body under the uncontrollable emotions, and it was probably tortured by intense pain.
Seeing how stubborn Shu Ci was, the veins on Bai Lian's forehead were forced out.
This look really scared Shu Ci.
Her mind was spinning, and she vaguely heard him saying that the things the old Taoist priest had given her were good things, and she wondered if she had something to accept from him.
For no reason, I thought back to the excitement I had seen during the day.
Seeing Bai Lian's extremely angry expression at this moment, Shu Ci associated him with Blind Sun's wife for no reason.
Shu Ci was afraid that he would become weak after coughing up blood, so he hurriedly took off the hairpin from his head.
Yaoyao leaned forward softly, and inserted the thing in her hand straight into Balian's bun as if she were offering incense.
He also imitated Blind Sun's yin and yang posture, and winked to make his eyes look more hazy and affectionate.
He reached out his hand and touched Balian's cheek, speaking softly and keeping his posture as low as possible:
"Don't be angry, don't be angry. Others don't know who I have in my heart. You are my pillow, why do you want to question my thoughts?
I was just playing around with the others, it was all just for fun and could not be taken seriously.
Everyone knows that the old Taoist priest has a tough skin and a tough bone. He was the one who approached me first. I just made a mistake that all women in the world make.
You see, if I didn't love you, how could I find you such a good thing? Whatever you love in the future, I will work hard to find it for you. It's all yours...
Ouch, don't be angry, don't be angry, look at this little face that's so angry that it's really making my fox like me feel so sad."
Balian's already burning anger was only fueled by her touching her like this, making her anger even more intense.
He gritted his back teeth tightly, not knowing where these carefree scumbags learned their coaxing words from.
The truth behind the Eight Classics is totally unexplainable.
To be continued...