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The woman waved her sleeve, and the drop of water was blown away by the invisible air, and shot outward.

"Don't you just blame me for sucking your internal energy? I'll let you suck it back, so that we will be fair. Come on." Xiaojiu sat up straight, pulled his skirt and stretched his neck in front of the woman, wanting to She sucked the internal energy that belonged to her.

The woman stared at her white and slender neck, her eyes lingering on it, and Xiaojiu realized that his advantage was being taken advantage of, so he hurriedly pulled the front of his skirt closer, refusing to reveal the slightest bit of his youth to her.Xiaojiu thinks that Yu Qingcheng has such a good appearance, and everyone should be happy for a long time. Looking at her own face in the mirror is not enough, and she can see other people's appearance, but she doesn't seem to regard herself as her own face. It's unavoidable that it's weird to stare at him instead.

Xiaojiu went to peek at Yu Qingcheng's face again, the more he couldn't believe that it belonged to a woman in the world, as beautiful as her name, all over the city and the country.Beauty should not be a pile of vulgar powder and paint, but a natural one, independent from the world.With clouds as gods and flowers as souls, the brows do not eat human fireworks and are unstained by dust.

If a person's body is made of stagnant qi, then she has no body, but an image made of smoke, only a pure white soul.

Xiaojiu looked at her face in a daze again, unaware of his gaffe.

The rain is dripping on the water, the lotus is half-opened, and the fragrance is floating. The good time here is better than a painting, and the people in the painting are holding faint thoughts on the scroll.

When Yu Qingcheng came, she would stay for a day before leaving. Xiaojiu treated her as a painting that could not speak, and hung it on the side, silently.After Xiao Jiu was imprisoned here, he found that life can be so simple. He was woken up by the birds in the woods in the morning, and ran outside to watch the sunrise. Lotus blossoms bloomed, and there would be small wooden basins with daily necessities floating with the water. On this island in the middle of the lake, the freshest fruits and light and delicious dishes are served. I enjoy the coolness by the lake for a while at night, and go back to sleep in the middle of the night, except that there are more mosquitoes, fewer people, and boring in this place. It's actually not bad.

But Xiaojiu hates mosquitoes the most, is unwilling to be lonely, and hates boredom the most.

If a person with a pure heart and few desires lives here, he may be able to achieve Taoism and become an immortal. One day, a group of auspicious clouds will rise up, and people will float to the sky.But instead of Xiaojiu, a vulgar person with unabated minds, one day is enough to make her think about the colorful world outside and think about life and death, and her heart is broken.

After being ordered to bring here, he sealed his breath and locked him with a chain. He was imprisoned on this island, and no one could approach him. Even sending things in was in a small wooden basin, unless it was a bird with wings and a meeting. Swimming fish can only leave, but the ankle chain is locked. If you want to fly, you hate yourself for not having a pair of wings. If you want to cross it, you are afraid that you will drown.

So Xiaojiu can only stay like this and can't leave, watching the stars and the moon, from the philosophy of life to poetry and songs,——[==What an artistic conception! 】.I don't know how to calculate the life, the moon is full and the moon is short, just a flick of a finger.

Xiaojiu's temperament has not been smoothed out, but he yearns for freedom outside.

She has a lot of things that she can't let go of, the beggar's nest, the group of beggars, and the stupid Mo Congming outside.She was worried that she didn't know when this level would end, and maybe by the day she went out, the outside world would have changed, as if it had been a lifetime.Being smart might get married, I don't know whether to marry a wife or a man, whether I still remember myself at that time.

"Alas..." Xiaojiu sighed, and he liked to sigh after arriving here.Sigh every day, and when you can't think about it, you can end the melancholy with a long sigh.

Yu Qingcheng, who was sitting on the beauty's couch, heard her sigh and looked at her.

Xiao Jiu's feet stepped on the floor, leaving wet footprints one after another, and the rustling sound of the silver chain reminding Xiao Jiu that she was always a prisoner.

Xiaojiu thinks that he can be regarded as a tiger falling in Pingyang and being bullied by dogs. How beautiful it is outside. He can do whatever he wants. Being a beggar, the world is his own home, and he can go wherever he wants. Who would have thought that he would be locked in a cage one day? , It is difficult to fly with wings.

Thinking about the days before, and comparing the present, a sigh could not help coming out of his throat, he grabbed the fruit on the table, took a bite, it was sweet and delicious.

Xiaojiu asked the person reading quietly over there, and said, "Hey, do you want to?"

Before she could say yes or no, a fruit flew over and landed in her arms.Yu Qingcheng caught the fruit, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her lips, but it was too erratic to tell whether it was true or not.

Xiaojiu gnawed on the fruit, and looked outside. There was another person in the room, like a Bodhisattva. He said he didn't care, but his eyes would always drift there. The beautiful scenery outside was blocked by the rain, and that The rain will probably not stop until tomorrow, and it will definitely not stop for a while.

Thinking of the night, Xiaojiu's throat seemed to be blocked by a hard object, as if the fruit core should be swallowed, stuck deep in the throat, and he couldn't swallow it, but he couldn't spit it out, it was stuck and uncomfortable.

Going to see that person, Yu Qingcheng leaned on the beauty's couch, looking at her lazily.When the eyes meet, Xiao Jiu always looks away first.

"It's broad daylight, what are you thinking about at night?" Xiaojiu muttered to himself.

Chapter 34

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