King of Black Mist

Just as he was about to walk into the alley, Yaochi turned and looked at Li Changzhou.

"I'll go take care of things and come back to you when I'm done."

"It's okay not to look for me." Li Changzhou replied.

To say that I am not attracted to Yaochi is full of nonsense, lies and lies.

Who doesn't like her charming charm, charming face, perky breasts, slender waist, beautiful legs and fair skin?

The heartbeat is beyond the control of normal human beings. Who you like or dislike has little to do with a person's will. If your spirit makes you like it, you have to like it.

Action can.

If you like it, don't approach it; if you hate it, approach it deliberately.

That’s why there is a saying that the farthest distance in the world is between heartbeat and action, although this is to advise people not to just talk without doing anything.

Li Changzhou not only failed to take action, but also "acted against the grain."

He just wanted to see Miss Yang sitting on the bus, with the sun shining slantingly, wearing a baseball cap. Whenever he thought of this scene, he felt a kind of warmth like the sun in his heart.

Li Qianxia looked like she was watching a show again. If she wasn't afraid of being beaten, she would have really wanted to take out her phone and record every minute and every second.

If Yaochi and her brother get together in the future, she will let them see it!

She turned her eyes and looked at Yang Qinglan. This was a show for three people!

Yang Qinglan seemed to be admiring the long-lost road along the river, but there was a smile on her lips, and the rhythm of Ruyi's thin shoulders became lighter.

Yaochi looked at Li Changzhou for two or three seconds and suddenly smiled.

"It is said that one can tell what kind of person a person is from his instinct. What kind of person do you think I am with a "favorite concubine"? "

"I don't know, and I don't want to know." As he said this, Li Changzhou couldn't help but think in his heart.

Yaochi suddenly stretched out his hand and picked Li Changzhou's chin off guard.

By the time Li Changzhou made a dodge move, her fingers had already touched his chin.

"What I want, I will definitely get it." Yaochi laughed twice, charming and charming, with a smile like a flower.

She suddenly came closer and pressed her lips on Li Changzhou's face: "Wait for me, little darling."

The figure disappeared out of thin air, leaving behind a heart-stopping sensation.

"In the romance novels you read, all the beloved concubines have this kind of character?" Li Changzhou rubbed his face and asked Li Qianxia - he didn't dare to look at Yang Qinglan.

"Now you've asked the right person!" Li Qianxia snapped her fingers, then folded her arms - not daring to look at Yang Qinglan, deliberately changing the topic and pretending to be pretentious.

She didn't understand why her sister would be frightened when her brother fell in love!

She pretended that nothing had happened and said: "Ming Xianzong Zhu Jianshen's concubine Wan was the most beloved concubine. In order to make Ming Xianzong only like her, she made all the concubines and maids in the harem have abortions."

"What does this mean?" Li Changzhou asked.

"Extreme! Beloved concubines are all extreme! Brother, you have to be careful in the future. If I don't get you, Sister Yao might kill you."

Li Changzhou shivered, feeling that the winter in January was a bit cold.

He said to Yang Qinglan who was staring at him: "I will never see her again."

"Really?" Li Qianxia stopped pretending this time and was a little anxious.

Not to mention the first time they met in Xingyuan in 1928, after Zheng Chenggong regained the treasure island, killed the Holy Master in Songcheng, and attacked the Four Seasons Star, she and Yaochi have become true sisters.

"I can't see you, but you can see me." Li Changzhou said.

Li Qianxia snorted and whispered, "I didn't expect you to be quite heartless."

"Am I heartless?" Li Changzhou asked Yang Qinglan.

"It's pretty good." Yang Qinglan smiled.

Li Changzhou was relieved.

After he made up his mind and expressed his position, the three of them walked onto the riverside road.

It is now two o'clock in the afternoon, January 14th, Saturday. There are many people on the street, and they often look at the three people.

Good-looking is not only because of their clothes, but also because of their clothes.

The average daytime temperature in Mingcheng in January is 6℃. Although they are not short-sleeved or skirts, they are definitely not clothes that should be worn in this temperature.

However, there have been a lot of strange things recently. Not long ago, a courtyard was bombed. From time to time, there are rumors of monsters and attacks on alien planets. Wearing thin clothes in winter is not news.

On a sunny winter day, the glass of Qinglan Bookstore is so clean that people feel comfortable. It is full of customers, and even people are resting on the benches in front of the store.

Just like an ordinary Saturday afternoon.

"Boss, are you back?"

Yang Qinglan nodded and looked around the bookstore.

She has not been back since the yard where the two brothers and sisters rented was bombed. The two female clerks were curious, but as long as their wages were paid on time every month, there would be no problem.

On the day they received their wages, they would occasionally ask the fairy boss how he was doing, and Yang Qinglan would send them some travel photos and say that he was traveling.

The travel photos sent to them were all of places where they wanted to avoid tracking and stay briefly, such as the Himalayas and Iceland.

There were customers in the store, so Yang Qinglan didn't stay long and walked directly into the backyard with the two brothers and sisters.

This is Li Changzhou's first time here.

While looking at the potted plants in the yard, he asked: "Do the clerks in your store pay taxes? Tax law stipulates that the balance after deducting 5,000 yuan of tax-exempt fees from the monthly income is the taxable income, which is 10,000 yuan per month." I have to pay a monthly tax of 290 yuan.”

"No." Yang Qinglan replied, "There are no five insurances."

When I walked into the room and looked around, I saw that this place was like a library, with so many books that they spilled onto the floor.

But it’s very neat, and even the thin dust falling on it looks delicate.

"Qian Xia, you enter the honeypot world, I will send what you still need in, and you can help me sort it out."

"good."

Li Qianxia entered the "honeypot world", and only Li Changzhou and Yang Qinglan were left in the room.

Li Changzhou coughed lightly.

"Why are you coughing at such a young age?" Yang Qinglan flipped through "Conversations with God", the original English version.

"The dust is choking me." Li Changzhou's tone was a little hesitant.

He looked at Yang Qinglan's profile with graceful lines and snow-like skin, and her unblinking eyes as she read a book.

Yang Qinglan turned back a few pages of the book and blinked elegantly and charmingly. When she blinked, time seemed to be fascinated and moved slowly.

After a pause, Li Changzhou looked at her and said softly: "I only like you."

Yang Qinglan closed the book, handed it to him, and reached for another one.

Li Changzhou glanced at the book twice before entering the "honeypot world" and scratched his forehead.

Yang Qinglan was amused by his embarrassment. Her eyes turned from another book: "Why do you suddenly confess your love?"

"Because I haven't confessed to you yet." Li Changzhou's mind was in confusion. He thought of what to say. Only after he finished speaking did he realize that this was a confession? !

Did I confess? !

Yang Qinglan thought for a while: "No."

She handed him the book in her hand and reached for another one.

Li Changzhou held the book in his hand and pretended to read it, peeking at her while breathing a little uneasily.

After two or three seconds, he read two or three lines - without reading a single word. He couldn't hold himself back and asked, "What didn't you say?"

"Do you need me to answer?" Yang Qinglan seemed to realize.

"Of course not." Li Changzhou felt timid and continued reading.

After reading a short sentence and forgetting another short sentence, he said: "But if you already have the answer, you can answer it."

Yang Qinglan looked at the book in her hand without turning the page. She suddenly looked at Li Changzhou, who was also looking at her.

"How do you want me to answer?" She felt her face getting a little hot.

".Shall I think about it?"

"Try it."

"Of course I only like you."

"I only like you too."

"right."

"Yeah." Yang Qinglan nodded.

"Huh?" Li Changzhou was confused.

"I'm done." Yang Qinglan looked back and continued reading.

Li Changzhou looked at her, stunned for two seconds, and then quickly recalled the conversation three times. Three seconds later, he said, "What do you mean, your answer is - you only like me too?"

Yang Qinglan turned around and handed him the "Silent Confession" in her hand: "Put it in."

Li Changzhou put what he was holding into the "honeypot world" together with "Silent Confession".

Before his thoughts could return from the outer world, Yang Qinglan was already in his arms, gently stroking his cheek with her right hand like a feather.

Li Changzhou didn't dare to move, his face burned.

Yang Qinglan slowly pressed her face against him, blowing her breath on his lips.

A heat exploded in his body, and Li Changzhou couldn't help but press forward, but Yang Qinglan retreated.

The fingers of her right hand traced the lines of Li Changzhou's profile to his lips. Her middle finger trembled and traced the outline of his lips, stopping Li Changzhou with negligible strength.

Li Changzhou made a swallowing motion without blinking his eyes and breathing heavily.

Yang Qinglan slowly came closer again, and when the two lips seemed to be touching but not touching, she let out a trembling sigh, and her delicate lips fell on Li Changzhou's mouth.

Li Changzhou immediately hugged her slender waist, very hard, their bodies were as close as possible, and their lips followed suit.

Yang Qinglan wrapped her arms around his neck involuntarily, responding to his desire.

The two were fascinated.

There were books all around, the sun shone in, fine dust floated in the light beam, and the two kissed each other for a long time.

"When you get old in the future, when you think back to today, will you remember the blood shed in the Four Seasons Star, or the Yaochi?"

"Where is the Four Seasons Star? Who is Yaochi?"

The two of them pressed their foreheads against each other, breathing into each other's mouths.

Li Changzhou kissed her again, and Yang Qinglan let out a sob from her slender neck.

As Li Changzhou's demands went deeper and deeper, she suddenly said "Oh!" and put her hands on his chest, trying to push him away.

The thrilling softness came from the tip of his tongue, and Li Changzhou almost suffocated.

Yang Qinglan's body softened, and she hooked her hands around his neck again, with a coquettish look on her face.

When he started sorting things again, Li Changzhou kept a smile on his face and licked his lips unconsciously from time to time.

"Why are you giggling!" Yang Qinglan scolded with a smile, feeling shy and happy at the same time.

Li Changzhou did not answer the question. He asked seriously: "How is it?"

"How about what?"

"That, kiss."

"not so good."

"...It's a bit shocking." Then he cheered up again. After all, it was his first time. "What's the specific part? What's wrong with it?"

Yang Qinglan thought for a moment and looked at Li Changzhou's inquisitive eyes. She moved her lips as if she wanted to say something, and suddenly kissed the back of her left hand again, feeling shy.

"What's wrong?" Li Changzhou didn't understand, and a smile appeared on his face involuntarily. He wanted to smile no matter what he did now.

Yang Qinglan put down her left hand and said with a serious look on her red face: "It's not good that the meaning is not finished yet."

"...I love you so much!!" Li Changzhou held her slim waist in his arms again.

"No." Yang Qinglan covered his lips with a book.

"Isn't it unreasonable? Why not?"

"Take care first, Qian Xia is still waiting."

"Just a moment."

"no."

"Just for a while."

Yang Qinglan laughed softly. She covered her lips with a book, looked at Li Changzhou with rain-soaked eyes, and said, "...speak more like a girl."

Li Changzhou glanced at the yard. There was no one except the apricot tree and the potted plant leaning against the window to peek.

He came closer and whispered: "It's been a while, okay?"

Yang Qinglan pursed her lips and smiled, her body trembled, her warm, soft, delicate, and firm breasts pressed lightly and sometimes heavily on Li Changzhou's chest.

Li Changzhou had difficulty breathing. He opened his mouth slightly, and his hot breath blew on Yang Qinglan.

"Okay?" he asked softly, hoarsely.

Yang Qinglan pushed the book covering his lips to his face.

Li Changzhou's vision went dark, and he heard her shy voice: "Put the book in first."

My breathing became heavy all of a sudden, and my heart beat like a drum.

As soon as Li Changzhou put the book into the "Honey Pot World", Yang Qinglan took the initiative to hook his neck and kissed him.

There were too many books in Yang Qinglan's room, and it wasn't until seven o'clock in the evening, close to eight o'clock, that they were sorted out.

Dinner was not in the "honeypot world". Although eating too much ordinary food could not replenish their body's needs, they chose to eat outside whether it was because of nostalgia, greed, or to save trouble.

The second cafeteria of Mingcheng University, a large crucible, three bowls of rice, milk, and Sprite.

After ordering and waiting for the meal, Li Qianxia looked left and right, feeling curious about the long-lost university.

There were not many students on Saturday night, they all went out to play.

"I wonder if I can meet someone I know." She looked forward to it.

Suddenly, she turned to look at Li Changzhou sitting next to her.

"What are you looking at?" Li Changzhou looked at her strangely.

Li Qianxia frowned, and suddenly she rushed toward him like a puppy, put her face into his arms, and sniffed hard.

"What are you doing?!" Li Changzhou held his sister's head and pushed her away.

Li Qianxia stood up, walked to Yang Qinglan who was sitting opposite her, lowered her body, hugged her and sniffed her hair, face, neck, and chest.

"You two," she remained standing, holding Yang Qinglan from behind, looking at them back and forth, "what did you do? Tell me honestly!"

“Nothing has been done, what can be done?”

"Look at the silly smile on your face? You're so stupid." Li Qianxia was very disgusted.

Yang Qinglan held Li Qianxia's hand on her body and looked at Li Changzhou with a smile as he tried to quibble and said, "Where are you so silly?"

"No. 11 fragrant pot!" the aunt in the cafeteria shouted.

"Go get it!" Li Qianxia said fiercely to Li Changzhou.

"On the 11th, whoever is single will get it." Li Changzhou started to show off, that's all.

"Qinglan, look!"

"I'm not single." Yang Qinglan raised her face and said to her sister seriously.

"Me neither." Li Changzhou agreed with a proud smile.

Li Qianxia let go of Yang Qinglan with both hands, and made a twisting motion towards the two of them through gritted teeth.

"No. 11, where is the person No. 11!" Auntie got a little angry.

"Coming, coming!" Li Qianxia trotted over quickly.

Li Changzhou smiled as he watched his sister run over. When he turned around and saw Yang Qinglan, he smiled again.

"What are you laughing at!" Yang Qinglan also smiled and cursed lightly, and kicked him with her white shoes under the table.

Li Changzhou looked back at his sister who was walking over with a plate, and took the opportunity to occupy her seat, sitting opposite Yang Qinglan.

"You?!" Li Qianxia hesitated to kick her brother from the second floor of the second cafeteria to the fourth floor of the third cafeteria.

Yang Qinglan turned her head and looked away, her ears turned red, then she got up and changed seats.

"See, Qinglan still likes me." Li Qianxia smiled and sat in front of Li Changzhou, still face to face with Yang Qinglan.

During this long-lost dinner in the university cafeteria, Li Changzhou kept holding the small rice bowl in the cafeteria with his left hand that had previously held the god's crown, and looked at Yang Qinglan pitifully.

Yang Qinglan was embarrassed by him, and her face turned red when talking to Li Qianxia.

"Eat!" She gave Li Changzhou a piece of broccoli.