MTL - The Crazy Adventures of Wu Gate-Chapter 39 Cai Lali

Chapter 39 Cauliar

After eating Cai Baozi back to the house, he unexpectedly saw Ruan Siqiong.

"Yo, cabbage!"

He was still in a blue shirt, and the wind robe fluttered.

"Who is it?"

Qing Qiao raised his eyes.

"Dare to ask Miss, who besides you is wearing so lush, fresh and natural here?"

Ruan Siqiong glanced at her green coat and pouted.

"..." Qing Qiao was speechless. She did eat in front of him.

Not only dishes, but also special dishes, that is, special dishes.

"Why don't you speak?" Ruan Siqiong raised an eyebrow. "Is it your opinion of this dress?"

"The disciples dare not." Qing Qiao buried his head, hiding his face.

"I look like I'm afraid I can't let it out." Ruan Siqiong laughed and commented.

"——The color of the clothes is so vulgar, and the disciples really like it." Qing Qiao quickly looked up, showing a professional six-toothed smile.

"Oh, how much do you like?" Ruan Siqiong raised his arms, and he was very relaxed.

I saw Qing Qiao pulling a piece of embroidered silk from his sleeve, shook into the air, and sang as he leaped: "That joy, that joy! That knock! That beat!"

In the end, don't forget to wink at Ruan Siqiong: "I believe in Uncle, that's right! Uncle's choice is the best choice!"

Ruan Siqiong could not help but shook his head and said, "Taking you down the mountain is the best choice in my life."

Gu Qing Qiaoqiang put up with the sour water in his stomach, and his heart was filled with sorrow and boundlessness--people were really forced out. I never expected that I would have such a shameless day.

"Yes, who gave the bracelet on your hand?"

Ruan seemed to be so cold that he could not open his mouth, and his dark eyes were as deep as hiding a green hill.

"... a man."

Qing Qiao pouted carefully.

"Oh? A man willing to give away such an important relic, I don't know who he is?"

Indifferent tone, snoring between teeth.

"Hey ... Uncle Shi said, in fact, according to the pig's aesthetics, he is basically good-looking."

Silence, then Ruan Siqiong's laughter.

"... Ghost spirit! I forgot to ask you, what price did you pay to get this bracelet?"

His eyes were erratic, his expression soft and delicate.

"... I forgot." Qing Qiao said flatly, "After getting this bracelet, Xiao Qiao will forget all that."

The laughter came to an end.

Ruan seemed to turn his head, dancing in the pupil, as if crushing the stars one by one, and throwing them into the frame, his eyes opened brightly.

"Pakchoi, you know, I never do anything for no reason."

He sighed, his eyes narrowed, as if he was loosing insignificantly.

"... disciple knows." Qing Qiao trembled his lips, and his fingernails were deeply embedded in the flesh-always came, always faced.

"... So?" She took a deep breath, looked up, and faced down.

"So, now I want to touch your face for fairness."

Ruan Siqiong stood quietly in place, with a light brow and slender eyes.

The sky and clouds cast a beam of unpredictable changes.

Qing Qiao was relieved and angry again.

"I said Uncle Ruan, people can't be shameless to this point!" You still want to take advantage of me? Obviously already occupied!

"No, no." Ruan Siqiong just laughed. "What is the advantage? Naturally, you want to be willing."

Qing Qiao bulged his breasts: "You always wait slowly, unless the river flows backwards, I will not be willing in my life." Said and raised his eyes and stabbed him, "Must you intentionally overpower the king?"

"How is that possible?" Ruan Siqiong continued to laugh, his eyes frowning. "Only by the name of Xiling Ruan Qiqiong, I would never do that. Besides, the twisted melon is not sweet."

Qing Qiao called a sigh of relief, and when Dashi was about to land on the ground, he heard Ruan like a vault: "So, I usually come to Yin."

I saw him flicking his sleeves, fluttering to the side of the stone table, holding his cheek halfway and looking at the sky.

"Qing ~~~ Wood ~~ Person ~~~ Shape ~~~~ Sword ~~~"

He stared at the white clouds on the horizon, and slowly spit out these five words, each of which dragged the elder elder's trill, which had profound meaning.

Qing Qiao's tears brushed out, surging.

"Please give the heroes, alas, feel free to touch them." She closed her eyes and ran her face over. "You can touch them as you want. You can pinch if you feel uncomfortable. This is soft and flexible, and Bao Jun is satisfied. "

I didn't know Ruan Siqiong changed his mind: "Oh, I suddenly don't want to touch my face anymore, I decided to touch a more interesting place."

OH, my goddess! Turtle Fairy! Stars!

Qing Qiao used his hands to protect his chest and tightened his whole body, thinking that this demon, if you dare to have any indecent movements, I will never be able to swallow any more, so let's all die together!

I didn't know Ruan Siqiang suddenly reached over and gently lifted her a silk.

"You're up and down, just count it here," he said with a smile.

Qing Qiao trembled and turned to look at him.

"... Pakchoi, if one day you can successfully leave here with the Aoki humanoid sword." He slightly stretched his fingers, combing her soft hair gently, "Listen to Uncle Shi, never come back . "

Slightly cool tone, a little depressed, stuffy and uncomfortable.

Qing Qiao had never seen such an uncle before and could not help looking back at him.

Ruan Siqiong smiled and stretched out her hand, leaving no trace to cover her eyes: "——I'm worried about you. Once the humanoid sword is taken away by you, the whole Xiling people will chase you down. Little cabbage, you must remember Find a cabbage hole first, or your uncle will not be able to help you! "

It was okay not to listen, the more depressed the more he listened, Qing Qiao suddenly lowered his shoulders, his face stunned.

Ruan Siqiang had just walked on his front foot, and someone came to the door on his hind foot.

"Little sister, big things are not good!" Sister Qishi held her hand with amazement. "I just heard that there is a female disciple who set up a federation privately in a church and said that she would drive you out of Xiling!"

"... Why?" Qing Qiao slightly shouted, "I don't know where I offended them?"

"You silly girl!" Sister Qi Shi rolled her eyes and poked hard at her mind. "Uncle Ruan came to you three days and two ends, naturally they are jealous!"

When Qing Qiao heard it, he couldn't help feeling sadness-how long has it been and how long haven't he encountered such a classic trivial bridge? !! Ever since her departure from Prime Minister Du Ruoyun Beijing (see Chapter # 6), she has never faced such a pink challenge. As a little essay, how abnormal this is! In addition to the group of brain-suffering female spoilers who are playing in a juggling scene, who can selflessly bring out the heroine's cleverness and high purity?

Thank the country, the government, the party and the people, and thank you for giving the author an opportunity to reform!

With tears in her eyes, she squeezed her sister's hand tightly: "Sister Seven, please tell them, just let the horses come!"

As soon as the voice fell, I only heard "biu ~~~~", something smashed into the window of the room, "Dang!"

Looking back, it turned out that a tomato came.

The two were silent.

"If a person is alive, persistence is victory ..." Sister Qishi said with courage.

But I heard a crackling noise, and there were a lot of UFOs on the window, colorful and beautiful.

"... We must also learn to give up at the appropriate time ..." The seventh division sister suddenly changed her face, showing despair.

"I'm afraid I'm afraid." Qing Qiao waved her hands, her voice was mild, "I have my own skills."

I saw the little teacher walking slowly to the desk, her sleeves were laid with rice paper, and she lifted her pen.

"Think I'm angry? Hey ~~~ I'm not angry."

She whispered as she wrote, and finally stopped and smiled: "Come, sister, please trouble me to hang this to the door."

Seventh Sister took it and took a look at it, and wrote a full nine italics on the paper—

"Welcome all free throws."

Summer is hot and sleepy.

When Gu Qingqiao was lifted from the bamboo couch, he was still awake.

"Sister Xiao, haven't you packed up yet?" The voice of Sister Three faintly came from my ear. "It's half an hour before I leave for the mountain!"

"Ah ..." Qing Qiao gave a big yawn, "So fast? I thought the head would hold a draft for this downhill ..."

"Oh!" Sister Three took a picture of her delicate little PP, forcibly dragged her out of bed. "What draft? Are you in charge of choosing a consort? Are you still going to pack things for me ?!"

As he beat his clothes and folded his clothes, Qing Qiao's mind was chaotic.

——Did you leave today?

——Sister said it was today, today is ...

——But then again, it feels so good to tease the group of sisters who worked together in the middle of the night last night ... women's revenge is not too late for three days, hum ... I'm afraid you won't come.

He rushed to the meeting place softly, and the army was fully staffed.

"Uncle Xun, the people have already arrived." The three-ranked sister, Ruan Ruoqi arched his hands, smiled sweetly.

"Liu Li, I'm assured of your business." Ruan Siqiong only smiled slightly, and the third teacher's ears swelled with pink smoke.

"Xiao Qiao, why are you lethargic?" Ruan Siqiong suddenly looked at her with her eyes down, "I heard that suddenly there are many fruits and vegetables growing in your place of residence, is that all right?"

"Uncle Yun, it didn't grow out." Qing Qiao hehe hesitated his head. "They just came to see Feng Shui, and went back after the visit."

"... Oh? How do they evaluate Feng Shui?" Ruan raised her eyebrows slightly and hooked her mouth.

"Say, they said that my feng shui is not good there, so they went back to their hometown to work together." Qing Qiao smiled.

"Really--" Ruan Siqian narrowed his eyes and prolonged the tone. "Since doing Feng Shui is so good, how can I hear that there was a female disciple who couldn't sleep due to the smell of smell last night?"

"Yeah? I don't know!" Qing Qiao clenched his fists tightly to his mouth, and his eyes were watery and lamb-shaped. "Oh, I see. It might be that the fruit and vegetable celestial beings came home three days later. Excited, forget to take a bath first! "

Ruan Siqiong looked at her for a while before finally shaking her head and laughing.

"It's nothing, I won't follow you up." He turned back, the darkness of carmine frowned a little, "Since you didn't sleep well last night, let's make up for it in the carriage today."

Along the Ruan Siqiong's whip, Qing Qiao saw a brown carriage quietly placed in the corner.

It wasn't anyone else on the carriage, it was the unforgettable Brother Baozi that I saw a few days ago. Now he wraps his hair all over his head and reveals a bare, fleshy face. The advantages are gone, the disadvantages are more outstanding, and the more he looks, the more he looks like a bun.

An unexpected glance at the corner of her eyes, she suddenly noticed that the three divisions had a shiver.

"Brother Lao." She walked over without knowing the depth and politely greeted Brother Baozi.

Brother Baozi glanced at her and nodded arbitrarily as a gift.

"... Dare to ask Brother, why do you want to look like this today?" Although Qing Qiao had been seated in the carriage, he still could not hold back the probe gossip.

"You'll know later." Brother Baozi fangs and smiled at her.

Waiting for the brother to put on a horse, Qing Qiao supported his cheek with one hand and began to think about the problem.

——Why did the three division sisters just chill? Could it be because of Brother Baozi?

Not right In her opinion, this brother is very ordinary except that he looks like a bun. He is an ordinary person who is not too young. You see, his eyes narrowed into a seam, and his eyes stretched open, as if he had never been full. Even if he is a passerby, he is a particularly bad one among passersby. How can the beautiful and intelligent sister of Sanshi be scared?

Seeing Brother erect one horse after another, Qing Qiao couldn't help getting a little dreadful.

"Brother!" She licked her dry lips. "Excuse me, how many horses are you going to put on?"

"Well, in my usual habit, about eight horses." Brother Baozi didn't look back.

"I'm the only passenger, don't need so many ..." Qing Qiao suddenly felt uneasy.

"Anyway, I have my own plans." The brother finished the last horse, slowly crawled into the car, and picked up the reins.

Looking at the distant smile on the faces of Ruan Siqiong and others, Qing Qiao began to have some ominous premonition.

I haven't waited for the words "I want to get off the car" to jump out of my mouth, and only listened to the "driving" loudly. The carriage rose into the air, and the horses rushed out like arrows leaving the string.

"Ouch!"

Qing Qiao didn't sit still for a while, rolled out of the carriage with a small face, aimed at the rich and juicy pp of Brother Baozi.

"Slow, slow down, brother!"

Unsuspectingly, she was dizzy and cried without tears.

"Slow? I don't have the word slow in my life!"

Brother Baozi turned a deaf ear, and the horses spread their hooves and ran on.

Huge shadows passed by the ground, so they abandoned the large troops in disregard, and howled away all the way.

"Ahhhhh!"

"Oooo!"

"Yeah yeah!"

"Oh!"

...

Since the carriage began to soar, Qing Qiao's buttocks have basically not been attached to the seat, and he has always been in the air. In order not to get out halfway, she had to cling to a wooden frame, and her body was tight and ready to cushion at any time. Helpless along the way, the mountains and roads are bumpy and bumpy. From time to time, she guards against the denseness and rises into the air. At the same time, she does not forget to have a close contact with the carriage.

The wind slammed in, and it was difficult for her to breathe. It turned out that the original Brother Baozi used a cloth toe to reduce the resistance of the wind! !!

Suddenly a sharp squeak, the carriage turned. As soon as Qing Qiao's hand slipped, the whole person fell to the floor, rolling with the carriage to the left and right.

Hey, hey!

Alas, there must be many bruises on my body.

"I'm going to die!" She was startled and terrified, shouting.

Helpless Brother Baozi was totally immersed in the fun of the speeding car. There was nothing but wind in his ears.

So Qing Qiao had no choice but to rise again in the bumps, grab the wooden frame again, his knuckles turned blue.

Da da, da da, when the buttocks were finally completely numb, she suddenly remembered Ruan Siqiong's instructions before leaving, anxious to find someone to sting him immediately.

Brother Baozi, it's still like that. He just kept going down like this at the speed of Ferrari 2008F1.

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