It's getting late,
The stars and the moon hang high.
Two horses walked side by side, the same bay-red horses, like young lovers who fell in love at first sight, you and I.
Hormones burst out wildly in the two horses, and even the people on the horses were a little more emotional.
Little stallion, little stallion, you are really my strongest wingman.
Zhang Qingyuan became more and more interested in Baolai. He had no choice but to do so. The current situation was obviously that the other party's little mare was deliberately approaching his Baolai.
You ignore me, but your horse loves my horse deeply.
The humiliation of being ignored in the afternoon was brought back by Baolai, and he, the master, felt proud.
Zhang Qingyuan didn't hold the reins, just sat like this, letting Baolai walk, run or jump, as he pleased.
In my previous life, I had been a dog licker and a sweet man. After work, I also dated young women and experienced the scumbag.
So when it comes to girls, Zhang Qingyuan is fairly clear that they cannot be lickers, let alone warm men.
There is a saying that goes, warm men are ranked behind dogs, which means that warm men are still ranked behind licking dogs.
Especially when facing such a cold woman, being overly expressive will only bore her and have the opposite effect.
Therefore, since his self-introduction was ignored, Zhang Qingyuan never took the initiative to chat with her again.
The topic found by force is too deliberate, and the key to chatting is to let nature take its course.
Moreover, when Zhang Qingyuan pursues a girl, he likes to go with the flow and get into her heart unexpectedly at critical moments.
The horses are still walking and I don’t know what they are communicating.
The female Taoist priest glanced at him, and Zhang Qingyuan smiled, very innocently.
To be honest, even this cold-faced female Taoist Priest couldn't help but admit that after five years of traveling around the world, this smile was the most innocent she had ever seen.
Zhang Qingyuan patted Baolai, Baolai stopped, Zhang Qingyuan turned over and dismounted, and the other's little mare also stopped and waited for it.
Kundao tried to pull the reins, but the horse that had been following him for many years was unmoved and only wanted to follow this brother horse.
After dismounting, Zhang Qingyuan walked behind a tree on the side. Not long after, the sound of running water came, making the face of the deserted Taoist priest even colder and filled with disgust.
After solving the physical problem, Zhang Qingyuan walked out from behind the tree, got on his horse, and saw the girl staring at him, as if she wanted to eat someone.
Zhang Qingyuan responded naturally: "It's just a pee. Don't you want to pee?"
The eyebrows gradually tightened, and the hand holding the reins seemed to want to crush the reins.
Zhang Qingyuan shrugged and knocked his heel on the horse's belly. Baolai understood and continued to move forward.
"Don't look at me like that. People have three urgent needs, and I can't hold it in when I need to pee."
Seeing his appearance, especially his evil face and his conceited tone, she became even more angry.
Zhang Qingyuan wiped his hands randomly on his body, then reached into the baggage hanging on the horse's body, took out a piece of cake, held it in his hand, and started chewing it.
The aroma of the sesame cake, the soft and glutinous texture, and the delicious taste.
Little did he know that the girl next to him was almost breaking her teeth.
Watching him eat the cake with big mouthfuls, his eyes seemed to be on fire.
He was already very annoyed when his horse seduced him and disobeyed him, but now that he saw him like this, he was even more annoyed.
Zhang Qingyuan felt a murderous aura coming towards him. He turned around and saw that the girl was looking at him with burning eyes.
"Do you want to eat it?" He took out another piece of cake and handed it to the woman.
"Why don't you wash your hands?"
"ah?"
"I said, why don't you wash your hands after you're done?" the woman said word by word, her voice cold and shuddering.
Zhang Qingyuan looked around, then said innocently: "There is no water."
Seeing her chest rise and fall, he continued: "Are you mysophobic?"
"What is mysophobia?"
"Just seeing a dirty and messy environment makes me feel very uncomfortable."
"have."
"That's it." Zhang Qingyuan nodded and continued to eat the cake. While eating, he said: "Actually, I have it too, but I'm not as serious as you."
"call!"
The woman took a deep breath and ordered Zhang Qingyuan: "In that case, ride your horse and get out!"
Zhang Qingyuan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled, swallowed the cake in his mouth and said, "Don't make trouble, this road belongs to the public."
"If you don't leave, I won't be able to help but kill you."
With murderous intent in his cold eyes, Zhang Qingyuan smiled and shook his head, saying, I don't believe it.
When had a woman suffered such humiliation? She was an extremely proud person. Ever since she entered the world, anyone who provoked her would either die or be injured.
Today, for the first time, I showed mercy, but I was provoked.
Zhang Qingyuan continued to look at her. Her apricot-yellow Taoist robes and every move she made gave her a sense of transcendence.
"Do you know who I am?" She seemed to be stimulated by something, and her whole body was trembling.
Zhang Qingyuan said: "I don't know, but I should have guessed that you are the Zhuqing Fairy Li Qiuran."
Li Qiuran sneered: "Then do you know what Li Qiuran represents."
"I have heard a little bit about it. It is rumored that Li Qiuran has a cold face and is moody. People often see her and are killed by her without knowing how they offended her.
Like the lurking green bamboo leaves, they are beautiful but highly poisonous. "
In fact, Zhang Qingyuan had indeed guessed her identity a long time ago, which was not difficult to guess.
This place is only a few dozen miles away from Qinghe County, and a few days ago people at Yunchen Villa said that Fairy Zhuqing was in Qinghe County.
Today I met him. Regardless of appearance, temperament or appearance, he was very consistent with the legendary Li Qiuran, so he could be someone other than her.
Li Qiuran said coldly: "Then do you think you have offended me?"
Zhang Qingyuan shook his head and said firmly: "No."
"It's wrong. You should never have done it. You should not have committed such an evil act in front of me."
"You said you would eat without washing your hands? I'm sorry, but I can't help it. I really can't find water to wash my hands."
Zhang Qingyuan still went his own way, stuffed all the sesame seed cakes into his mouth, clapped his hands, and continued: "But I discovered a problem. You are different from the rumors."
"What's the difference?" Li Qiuran's hand was already on the sword. Her sword was hanging on the horse, and she could draw it out and strike him at any time.
But after hearing his words, she decided to give him some more time.
Facing her face full of murderous intent, Zhang Qingyuan's eyes were full of tenderness and he whispered sincerely: "Fairy Qingzhu, Xiaodao felt your sadness and saw the fragility wrapped in your cold appearance.
Jiao'e sleeps late at night in her slanted bun, while the pear blossoms and birds perch on the branches in the quiet wind. It's hard to tell people what's on your mind or tell it to the blue sky and bright moon. "
Li Qiuran listened to Zhang Qingyuan read this poem, and it seemed that it had entered her heart.
The frozen emotions seemed to be pulled and began to become restless.
Look at his eyes again,
It's a pity,
It's tenderness.
Zhang Qingyuan saw her meditating and thought it was funny. As expected, girls in ancient times liked boys with literary talents, so he plagiarized ancient poems.
There's nothing wrong with being a licker, but chasing a girl requires getting into her heart.
The opportunity is here!
"Girls, except for weirdos who are naturally cold, the more dangerous a normal woman behaves, the more fragile she is inside.
I don’t know your past, but I can feel that this is not the real you. You dress yourself up like this just to be like a hedgehog, with spikes all over your body to protect your soft soul.
Actually, you don’t have to be so defensive about me. "
While she was thinking, Zhang Qingyuan continued: "I think the fairy should try to let go of herself and open her heart.
If you are really worried about the dangers in this world, you can find someone to rely on.
If you don't dislike it, Xiaodao is willing to help the fairy get over the knot in his heart. "
Li Qiuran, who was still savoring the poem, was suddenly stunned. She raised her head and looked at Zhang Qingyuan's sincere eyes, with regret in her eyes.
Seeing him stretch out his hand, Li Qiuran felt angry.
Is he pitying me?
He is teasing me!
Li Qiuran's eyes turned cold, and he waved his right hand holding the hilt of the sword. The sword came out of his body, let out a sword cry, and said angrily: "You deserve to die!"
