What to do if you think the devil is cute

Liu Kuang kissed very fiercely.Guisha's body was a little stiff at first, but he just opened his mouth blankly, and then he stuck out his tongue slightly and slowly responded, Liu Kuang's reason was instantly burned to ashes.The slightly rapid breathing of the two people echoed in the empty room, and even the air became ambiguous.

Liu Kuang's hands wandered restlessly on Guisha's body, and suddenly felt his whole body was boiling, his blood was screaming for something, his hands kept going down...

Gui Sha suddenly trembled violently, realized what happened in an instant, and then pushed Liu Kuang out violently!

"Kang Dang!" Liu Kuang was thrown to the ground violently.

Guisha on the bed had disheveled clothes, blushing face, sweet lips, and rippling eyes.

He gathered his clothes together, his fingertips trembling slightly.

Although the voice was as calm as possible, it was too hoarse: "Get out!"

Liu Kuang froze in place, his lips moved, but he didn't make any sound.Finally stood up, bowed his head in frustration and went out.

He walked out, closed the door, and sat on the steps, only to feel a gust of cool wind blowing away the heat from his body.Suddenly feeling very sad, he hugged his head.

Kicked off the bed by ghosts...

What happened ahhhhhhhhhhhh...

Is the technology not good enough?Hurt him?It shouldn't be, today's movements are already very gentle, okay...

Is it because of shyness?But didn't Guisha allow himself to do whatever he wanted with him today? ! ! !

Suddenly, a voice sounded: "Liu Kuang... Is your brain trapped by the door today? You are so daring..."

It's the trash can next to it.

Liu Kuang immediately pulled the trash can over, crying with tears in his nose: "Baby trash can, help me analyze why I was kicked out..."

The trash can said in surprise: "Hey, I don't understand. How confident are you that you won't be kicked out?"

Liu Kuang said: "I... I thought about how I treated Guisha yesterday... Didn't I say nothing today... Why can't I do it today?"

"Yesterday? Can this be the same? Yesterday you just kissed him, today you are going to... so what... him..."

When Liu Kuang heard this, his mind suddenly became confused: "What? I just kissed him yesterday?!"

"Then... what do you think? Oh, by the way, Guisha said yesterday that his hand was pricked by a needle, and you even kissed his hand."

"So... it's not a metaphor, it's really just being pricked with a needle..."

Liu Kuang hugged his head and wailed: Oh my god, what have I done? ! ! ! ! !

So Liu Kuang was messed up in the wind, crying bitterly in the wind, and trembling in the wind.

Early the next morning, when Liu Kuang saw Guisha coming out of the house, he lowered his head in shame and followed him not far or near.Liu Kuang still didn't dare to talk to Guisha until the ghost had given Fang Jianiang the needle.

Fang Zhijun happily thanked Gui Sha: "Young master really lives up to his reputation, his medical skills are so superb, my wife looks much better."

Guisha slowly picked up the needle, and said, "Then I'll go first, and I will send someone to bring you some medicine in a few days, once a day, just drink for two months."

"Okay, okay! Thank you, young master! Thank you, young master..."

Guisha said: "You don't need to thank me, just bring the consultation fee."

Only then did Fang Zhijun think about the one or two consultation fees, touched his head, and smiled, took out a two or two silver coins and put them in front of Guisha, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart, it seems that the rumors are not all true...

Rumor has it that the evil doctor has a vicious mind, an ugly face, and has always been alone...

Fang Zhijun glanced at the little monk. From this point of view, none of these three items matched...

Guisha carefully packed up the money and said to Fang Zhijun, "Your lady should be able to walk two steps now, it would be better to let her get up and move around."

Fang Zhijun was pleasantly surprised: "...Really?! My wife can really go, but two days ago...my lady! Hurry...get up and walk a few times." Then he went to help his wife.

But his wife was far less excited than Fang Zhijun, and said lazily: "...don't want to move...tired..."

"Why are you tired, hurry up, listen to your son, get up and move around..."

The woman sighed and stood up reluctantly.

Excitedly, Fang Zhijun slowly helped his wife out from behind the curtain.

Liu Kuang wanted to come here for three days, but he hadn't seen the face of the hostess yet, so he turned his head to look.

His pupils suddenly dilated, his face full of disbelief.

He stood up slowly, his voice was slightly trembling and hoarse because of being too nervous:

"...Xiao Zhen...?"

The woman's face changed slightly, but she didn't speak.

Fang Zhijun asked suspiciously: "Young monk... you are?"

Liu Kuang ignored him, walked up to the woman step by step, and asked again: "Is that you... Chu... Xiaozhen..." Then he laughed again, "...you are here too Ah...I said, why haven't I seen you again..."

The woman frowned and took a step back, "Monk, you may have misunderstood the person, I have never seen you before."

"...how is it possible...you are obviously..." Liu Kuang calmed down and asked, "...then what's your name?"

"...Chuzheng."

Liu Kuang was a little excited: "Look, your surname is Chu, and your name..."

"So what?" Chu Zheng interrupted him coldly: "So what if I have the same surname as Chu, so what if I look the same as her, and I don't know you, so naturally it's not the Chu Xiaozhen you said."

Liu Kuang froze in place, opened his mouth, and murmured: "...How is it possible..."

Chuzheng turned to Fang Zhijun and said, "Sir, I'm tired."

Fang Zhijun froze for a moment, and hurriedly helped her into the curtain.

Liu Kuang was in a trance all the way.

Guisha looked at the road ahead and asked casually, "Who is Chu Xiaozhen?"

Liu Kuang's eyes flickered.

The messy alley, the rogue's teasing, the chaotic steps when running away, the heart-piercing cry of the girl...

The memories that shuddered just thinking about them, the shame, the regret, and the intense self-loathing that choked him almost like a nightmare.

He was suddenly afraid that Guisha would know about this. Guisha hated stealing things by himself, hated some low-class despicable people, but if he knew what kind of scum he was...

He was really afraid of seeing the ghost's hateful eyes.

As long as I think of such a scene, I feel that my heart is grabbed by someone.

Liu Kuang's breathing was a little unsteady, but he quickly stabilized, and said, "...that's...a friend I know, she looks very similar to Chu...Chuzheng."

He smiled again: "Forget it, let him go about the past, even if it's really the same person, if she doesn't want to see me, I shouldn't bother her anymore...Master, let's go buy a carriage Bar."

Guisha said slowly: "Okay."

Then he solemnly put the one tael of silver given by Fang Zhijun in Liu Kuang's hands.

With the taels of silver in his hand, Liu Kuang suddenly wanted to laugh when he thought of the serious expression on Guisha's face.

If the roof of the Zhou Inn is far away, you can’t see anything. It’s just an ordinary hanging mountain top. If you get close, a thoughtful person will probably find that the right side of the roof is made of smooth marble. It is not a tile, so it is very suitable for people to sit on or lie on it to rest.

Not only that, there is a thick blanket placed on the "resting platform" at this moment, Hua Liyan lies on it, and the summer night wind blows on her body calmly, feeling very comfortable.

He felt that he hadn't rested like this for a long time. He was a little tired a few days ago, and he had been busy stealing medical books from Mo's Village.

Fortunately, the second young master of the Mo family, who was stupid and wanted to usurp the position of the head of the family, stole the three keys in advance. Although it was not easy for him to get the keys from some idiot, it was definitely much easier.

Now not only did he get the medical book, but he also threw the scapegoat at the second young master.

I heard that Mojiazhuang is now turned upside down, the eldest young master imprisoned the second young master, but the medical book has disappeared, the second young master gritted his teeth and refused to admit that he stole the medical book, the eldest young master was dragged by others and killed him with a sword This man's stupid second brother!They were in a stalemate waiting for Mo Yanzhen to come back.

But it's really strange, Mo Yanzhen, the Patriarch of Mo's Village, can really hold his breath. The Mo's Village is in a mess, and he can't even see a shadow.

However, Mo Shaohua is the most calm person in this Mo family village.

Hua Liyan turned her head to look at Mo Shaohua, who was quietly sitting next to her and didn't know what she was looking at, and then lay back comfortably.

Ever since Mo Shaohua knew all the deeds that his mother had suffered in the past, he no longer regarded himself as a member of the Mo family. Seeing such a big thing happening in the Mo family village, he didn't react at all.

"Shaohua." He called lazily.

Mo Shaohua, who was sitting at his feet, looked back at him, "My lord, what's the matter?"

Hua Liyan sat up, sitting shoulder to shoulder with Mo Shaohua, and slowly asked, "Where are you going from now on?"

Mo Shaohua was asked such a question out of the blue, and he was stunned for a while before he said: "I... I will naturally stay by the young master's side as a bodyguard to protect..."

"But your martial arts are not as good as mine." Hua Liyan interrupted him directly.

Mo Shaohua blushed: "I, I will work hard to practice martial arts."

Hua Liyan said: "Shaohua...you don't have to follow me to be my bodyguard anymore."

"How can this be done..." He paused, and seemed to finally think of a legitimate reason, and hurriedly said: "Young master, you also helped me compensate for the loss of the inn..."

Hua Liyan turned her head and said calmly: "I'm using you to help you compensate because I see that you are from Mojiazhuang, and I even told you about your mother to let you take me to Mount Mo Deng. "

The people next to him became quiet, but only for a while. Soon, the boy gave a wry smile, and his voice was very low:

"I know... I'm even very lucky, fortunately I still have some use value... Otherwise, I'm afraid I wouldn't even have the chance to get close to the young master..."

The young man's low, even hoarse voice blew into Hua Liyan's ears along the wind, Hua Liyan's heart felt a little tense, and she couldn't tell what it was like.

The boy's voice became even hoarse, and even faintly tinged with pleading: "My lord... can you, let me stay by your side..."

Hua Liyan didn't speak, and Mo Shaohua also fell silent.

After a while, Mo Shaohua lowered his head tremblingly, his voice choked with sobs: "...Young Master, I understand...I'm leaving now..."

Hua Liyan turned her head, looked at the teardrops hanging on Mo Shaohua's cheeks, sighed faintly, and then reached out to help him wipe away the tears: "Stop crying in the future, how can my Hua Liyan's bodyguard be able to spend all day?" crying."

Mo Shaohua was taken aback when he heard the words, and said in a daze, "...Young Master...Are you...?"

Hua Liyan stood up and said with a smile: "It's getting late, go to sleep."

There were still tears on Mo Shaohua's face, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up: "Thank you, young master! I... I will definitely practice martial arts well!"

Hua Liyan smiled at him again, turned around and was about to get off the roof, when she suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure coming down from the carriage out of the corner of her eyes.

The man was wearing a black robe and a white hat on his head. Although the clothes and hat were a little strange, judging by the posture of the figure, he had undoubtedly not seen him for almost two months, and he had lost contact with him in the past ten days. Lord door master!

He was overjoyed, and was about to go down, but found another bald head coming out of the carriage. The bald head poked out his head and said something to Gui Sha, and Gui Sha stretched out his hand impatiently, and the bald head pressed the hand The hand jumped down awkwardly.

Hua Liyan looked at the two people in disbelief. The bald head should be Liu Kuang, but is the person who stretched out his hand really the sect master?Yeah?Yeah? ! ! !How can it be? !Will the door master help people get off the carriage? ! !Didn't kick him off? ! !

As soon as the bald man came up, the man in the bamboo hat withdrew his hand. The bald man leaned over and said something, and then kissed the man in the bamboo hat through the white gauze of the bamboo hat! ! !

A kiss! ! !