Legend of Fu Yao Chapter 15: Responsible to me

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Does this man’s dictionary include words like "just accept" and "Qianqian gentleman"?

Meng Fu shook his palms into a fist, standing in his heart, resolutely resisting the warm and fragrant chest, resolutely not to look at the smiling eyes above his head, the eyes of this person, the spring water makes spring light and spring breeze Transformed, his grace is as powerful as his martial arts, but anyone who wants to resist will be wiped out.

Unfortunately, I think with my toes and know that this man must be very dangerous, like a mandala swaying in a golden wind. It seems beautiful and harmless, but it hurts invisible. Every cell in Meng Fuyao's body is telling himself not to be greedy. She Meng Fuyao has lived for so many years of his temperature, and then she is fascinated by the mere beauty and warmth, that is, she lives in the belly of a dog.

Meng Fuyao Liu's eyebrows were upside down, he tried to push him to a safe distance as soon as he pushed his fist, but Yuan Zhaoxuan suddenly tightened his hand, and the hand that had been lightly pressed behind her suddenly strengthened, and he twisted her around. In the body, Meng Fuyao originally sat up from the side of the bed, but immediately fell into the bed.

In the next moment, the pale-colored robes fell slowly, and Yuan Zhaoxuan turned over onto the bed as well, stretched out the tent curtain and fell, and the broken bead curtain collided with a sound, shaking out a blurred dazzling shadow.

Meng Fuyao saw that he had actually gone to bed, and was shocked to get up, but Yuan Zhaoxuan turned his head on his pillow and smiled at her, and said softly, "Hush--"

He turned his eyes and looked out the window, where there was a faint dark shadow flashing.

Meng Fuyao glanced at him and silently made a cleavage under his palm.

Yuan Zhaoxuan smiled, turned his back to the window, leaned over and gently said to her ear, "Girls don’t want to be so murderous and affect their demeanor..." He had a warm breath as he spoke, with a slight warmth and gentleness. Manfu was beside Meng Fuyao's ear, as if the string was softly plucked, low and blurred, and the words were intoxicating.

Meng Fuyao's face flushed for no apparent reason.

The blushing started and rested before it disappeared. The guy who asked people not to be so murderous just now suddenly flicked his fingers casually.

With a soft slap, the pale white window paper reflecting the sparse shadow horizontally, a few brilliant red plums bloomed in an instant, and then slowly opened, intertwined with the shadows of the flowers.

A muffled snort sounded under the wall and disappeared instantly.

Meng Fuyao listened to the sound and couldn't help but shook his head, "It is a good demeanor, but he even pierced his ears."

"If he doesn't stick the window paper so tightly, where does that ice needle hurt him?" Yuan Zhaoxu's wandering eyes are like a dream, full of swaying smoke, "Everything has its own cause and effect. Do not live in sin."

Meng Fu shifted his body to get up, frowned and smiled, "This is the morality of your Promise people?"

Yuan Zhao laughed and did not answer, Meng Fuyao moved around, and suddenly realized that he couldn’t move. After looking back, he saw Yuan Zhaoxuan on the pillow moved a little closer, smiling and picking her up. A strand of long hair on the pillow played with her, her smile became more dazzling when she saw it, she moved her hair closer to the end of her nose, closed her eyes and took a deep sniff.

Then smiled, "It smells good."

Meng Fuyao pulled his hair back immediately and killed him vigorously with his eyes.

Yuan Zhaoxu didn’t see her gaze. He put his hands on his cheeks, grabbed a strand of long hair and continued to play with it. By the way, he also pressed a strand of loose hair under his body. Meng Fuyao couldn’t get rid of her. He grinned, grinned with white teeth, "I rolled the grass tonight, fell off the cliff, and soaked in the rain all night."

"Fortunately, it's not too smelly."

"I have lice."

"Better, I will help you catch it."

……

Meng Fuyao was silent for a while and suddenly smiled. Yuan Zhaozhen looked up at her. The face from this angle was really dizzy. Meng Fuyao pulled the quilt to cover his face, and then creaked the bed vigorously.

The bed shook dangerously, with a beaded curtain hanging in a luster, looking suspiciously charming.

Yuan Zhao scolded the quilt, raised his brows, and immediately understood what she was going to do, and couldn't help but smile.

Ceng Ceng Ceng Ceng.

Almost immediately after the sound of the shaker, a group of fat white shadows sprang out from the corner and crawled onto the bed. In midair, there was another "three hundred and sixty degrees of front air flip", with four legs split. , Ready to split the two that seem to be doing bed exercises.

With a scream, the two aspiring to turn over together, the "fetishist" Master Yuan Bao fell on the bed with a bang, hitting between them, the bedding was very soft, Master Yuan Bao sank in the whirlpool head and feet, tried After a few backflips, he barely struggled to get out.

After finally shaking and standing firmly, the unscrupulous master flicked his finger, and Master Yuan Bao was planted again.

Master Yuan Bao hugged the quilt and cried.

Meng Fuyao bit the quilt and laughed quickly.

Outside the window, there was a soft noise suddenly, three times in succession, and then a black shadow floated in like a light smoke.

Yuan Zhaoxuan greeted him, his back blocked the face of the man in black, the two talked in a low voice, and the man in black immediately retreated.

When Yuan Zhaoxuan turned around, Meng Fuyao had already sat up on the bed, peeking out a pair of black eyes from the tent, staring at him shiningly.

"Your master stayed with the Taifu for a few days, saying that if you haven't seen your old friends for many years, you should remember the past." If there is a deep meaning in Yuan Zhaoxu's smile, "The Taifu originally wanted to leave today. Now, naturally he can't leave. "

"Lin Xuanyuan has always been an old fox." Meng Fuyao shrugged.

"I originally planned to take you down the mountain with the Taifu, now we have to change our plan." Yuan Zhaoxuan put his fingers on his chin in a graceful posture, "Lin Xuanyuan has notified Pei Yuan's relatives. Recently, they are coming. He kept the Taifu. In fact, he already suspected that the Taifu was involved in tonight’s affairs, and dragged the Taifu to Pei’s family. When there was any conflict, the Pei’s family had offended the Taifu. He beat him. Good abacus."

"Do you think Tai Fu is involved in tonight's affairs?" Meng Fuyao looked at him grinningly, "For example, does his old man know about your help to me?"

"It's better for you to worry about how you leave here." Yuan Zhao was not fooled.

Meng Fuyao didn't speak, got up and **** his clothes and tied his hair high.

Yuan Zhaoxuan sat still watching her movements, a smile flashed across his eyes, "Huh?"

"I'd better not stay here anymore." Meng Fuyao quickly tightened his cuffs and checked his weapons. "You have helped me twice. It is loyal enough. I rely on you again and will give You and Taifu both cause trouble, and you can't be so unconscious."

She waved her hand and made a farewell gesture very coolly, "Goodbye."

After speaking, he didn't turn his head back and walked out. Before he walked to the door, he clicked and the latch closed automatically. Meng Fuyao stopped, turned around, and turned his head to look at Yuan Zhaoxu.

The sky will be bright, and the morning light will be faintly falling from the gap between the doors and windows, and her figure leaning against the door frame will be outlined straight and vivid, like a gentle but still strong willow.

In the faint morning light, Yuan Zhao's eyes are shining, and the meaning of the eyes is unclear, and the way is unknown.

For a long while, he gently put down the tea cup in his hand, and the porcelain bottom touched the boxwood table top. The voice was clear and subtle, like some unspeakable mood.

"Women, don't be so self-reliant and stubborn." Yuan Zhaoxuan's smile sank in the pink and purple morning glow, and even the glow was forced back a bit, "That would make men feel that heroes are useless."

"Oh? That's a hero," Meng Fuyao leaned on the door frame and looked at him with arms folded, "How do you plan to use martial arts?"

"Lin Xuanyuan clothed the net and waited for you to come, you just hit it, then I will save you in vain," Yuan Zhaoxuman stepped forward and gently stroked Meng Fuyao's delicate cheek skin with his fingers. I saved you, and half of your life should be considered mine. Since you have my share, should you be responsible to me?"