long night walk

Chapter 325

Yin Baishuang sneered again and again: "I have left her a cheap life, so what if I take some of her things?"

Bailian was unmoved: "Men and women don't give and receive."

Su Jing's clothes are as ancient as Jingxue, they are wearing crown jade, and there are no other accessories around his waist. Since it is a Qiankun pouch that has been hidden with him for 200 years, it is naturally a personal and private thing.

He had no relationship with Su Jing, so he couldn't search Meng Lang casually.

"Your old-fashioned temper is really disgusting!" Yin Baishuang said lightly: "If I didn't hate touching her, why would I need you to do it for me? Since you don't want to, it's easy. I shattered her clothes. , then the Qiankun capsule was found naturally."

Baili'an frowned and said, "Miss Yin is taking advantage of others' danger!"

Yin Baishuang raised her eyebrows: "Do you think you can stop me?"

Bailian's chest rose and fell, but he quickly recovered. He took a deep look at Yin Baishuang and said, "I see."

He slowly put down Ge Yu, and after straightening her body, he reached out his hand and carefully touched Su Jing's sleeve, his fingertips barely touching a touch of jade and cold skin.

Bailian frowned.

Xindao thought that the girl was injured on her shoulder. Although the wound was terrifying, she was not in a coma for so long without waking up.

Why does my body feel as cold as a dead person? Could this be some kind of soul trauma?
He carefully fumbled around his sleeves and waist for a while, but he didn't see what Yin Baishuang said about the Qiankun capsule.

There were slight footsteps behind her, Yin Baishuang strolled over, squinted coldly, and said impatiently, "This woman won't hide her important things casually. You will naturally find nothing if you touch those insignificant places."

Bailian frowned secretly.

When did this woman's waist become an irrelevant place?

Yin Baishuang's voice was indifferent, but her words were astonishing: "In my heart, her precious sac, which is about to die, must be thoughtful and hidden."

heart?

Isn't that the chest? ? ?

Bailian's scalp was numb, and he was about to speak when a strong wind brushed his black hair and blew against his cheeks.

With a click, he saw Su Jing's snow-white sleeves shattered into pieces of white butterflies, revealing a snow-white wrist.

Yin Baishuang, this unreasonable female lunatic!

Threatening people really have a set.

He kept silent, his face was sullen, and he bowed to Su Jing with his hands folded: "Offended."

Standing in the distance, the disdain and disgust on Ying's sleeves were not concealed, and he slowly turned his back, but he also consciously acted as a gentleman.

Bailian gently opened the corner of the white shirt on her chest with his fingers, the gentleman turned his eyes away, and the other palm was careful not to touch her skin as much as possible.

After all, this place is no better than the skin between the wrists. If you touch it next to each other, you can really wait to be hunted down for a lifetime.

Bailian was very energetic, his fingers slowly penetrated, and finally he touched a soft rope tassel.

Come to think of it.

Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Yin Baishuang, who was standing behind him and watching the play with his arms on his chest, suddenly moved his eyes, and then his eyes were full of playfulness.

She fluttered with her hands, and suddenly screamed from behind him to startle him.

How could Barian, who was concentrating on retrieving things in that dangerous place, bear this.

The shoulders trembled violently, and the muscles of the arms were affected, and the palms were forced to push forward.

The five fingers suddenly softened, and they soon fell into a tight siege.

Bailian pulled out his hand like a hot hand, and his trembling fingertips were still hooked to the tassels, and the end of the rope was connected to an old universe bag with yellowed edges.

The head of the woman in front of her was slightly tilted, revealing a half-sleeping and peaceful pale face. Below her chin, her white and pointed chin was half-open.

There is a delicate and small collarbone hidden in the messy front of the clothes, looming, and the arc is attractive, and the picture is indescribably charming and ambiguous.

Bai Li'an glanced inadvertently from the corner of his eye, and he didn't even look at it anymore. He quickly pulled the shirt on her chest. When he looked back, there was a warm expression on his face.

Before he could scold him, Yin Baishuang had already bent down and crossed his shoulders with a pretty head. An unshelled jade shell slipped from his sleeve, she asked with a sneer: "Soft ?"

Bailian was stunned for a moment, speechless.

He raised the Qiankun bag dejectedly: "But this?"

Yin Baishuang just glanced at it lightly and withdrew his gaze.

Seeing Baili'an's anger and reddened face, she laughed and laughed.

When this little corpse demon died, I was afraid that he was still an old-fashioned little boy with a strict sect. This serious appearance was really unpleasant.

Although she had always disdained Su Jing, but there are thousands of people in this world, and how many men are obsessed with it, and others who are so cheap can't look forward to it if they break their arms and legs.

He was fine, and he was angry.

"Well... if you don't answer, I think it's because the hand feels extremely bad, and it's not soft at all." I don't know what the woman who was talking to herself recalled, and the bleak feeling between her brows was much lighter.

Yin Baishuang raised her eyebrows lightly, quite proud of her victory: "After all, that kid in my family ate and slept with her when she was a teenager for more than a year, and she didn't notice anything wrong with her, how she looked like me..."

Yin Baishuang stood up straight and raised his chest, but was covered up by the wide red clothes, so he couldn't see any disturbances: "Just taking off this outer layer of wedding clothes makes that kid at a loss and blushing like you. It's like that now."

Looking at the level of contrast in his words, Su Jing was almost reduced to the dirt.

Seeing Yin Baishuang who was inexplicably proud, Bailian actually wanted to defend Su Jing.

You said yourself that it was Su Jing in his youth.

In fact, you may be the stupid bird that flies first, and others are the rising stars. The water is not vying for the first place, but the endless talk...cough.

But on second thought, what position does he have to argue this.

He's not the unlucky guy who let the two of them fight to the death.

"Miss Yin, what if you don't want this Qiankun bag?"

"Of course I want it." Yin Baishuang said this with a look of disgust: "But I don't like to touch her things, you help me take them out one by one."

Yes, after taking other people's Qiankun bag, she has to pick out the treasures inside one by one.

Bai Li'an suddenly found that Miss Yin was more difficult to serve than Miss Fang.

Things have developed to this point, and Bailian is too lazy to struggle, just follow his words.

Just as Bailian's consciousness penetrated into the Qiankun capsule through his fingers, Yin Baishuang's complexion changed slightly, and he remembered something important: "I remember that Su Jing's Qiankun capsule has a ban, if it is opened without permission, it will be seriously injured by backlash. , you wait a moment, I will teach you a method first."

Bailian's face changed, and he said strangely: "Is that so? It's a mistake to think that this is not the Qiankun bag you want, Miss Yin."

Yin Baishuang was puzzled.

Bailian lowered his head and took out a paper pinwheel from the Qiankun Sac, which is a very common thing in the mortal market: "I just used my spiritual sense to investigate, and the things inside are very ordinary, not any important treasure. "

　Su Jing despised his face: Your teenager has lived and ate with me for more than a year, what do you have to be proud of.

　　Yin Baishuang's face is proud: I haven't been attracted to you for more than a year. What can I be proud of.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)