long night walk

Chapter 767
Frost blossoms covered the windows, and a lone luan flew coldly across the eaves.

Bai Lian looked through the window and looked at the heavy snow in the distant mountains, feeling a little downcast for no reason.

Three incense sticks have been changed in class, and half a day flies by, and four more sticks will be lit, and it will be dusk and evening drums, and tonight's class will be over.

Perhaps because they felt the preciousness of time, there was no more laughter and ridicule in the classroom. They each quietly pondered the sundial in their hands, and Ji Yan's voice of dialing words would sound from time to time.

Bai Lian pondered for a moment, then kneaded the broken sundial on the table into ashes, then poured it into the ink tray, and ground it to mix.

He took out a piece of rice paper and laid it in a thick stack, and began to write.

The strokes of the handwriting are clear, but what is written is not words, but the intricate Sanskrit sword language on the sundial.

Wushen dropped the sword needle at his hand and it was dark and dull. As Bai Lian wrote steadily, the thin needle, which looked like a dead object, gradually produced a faint breath.

In the spacious classroom, the wind and snow invaded the room, and everyone felt their bodies suddenly chill, only to know that the wind and snow outside the window was even more intense.

But I don't know that there is Senhan's sword intent, which comes from the youth's pen.

Ning Feiyan, who was under the table, felt the invisible atmosphere change in the room, her smiling face instantly pulled down, and she cursed in her heart that this guy's talent is too enchanting.

Just a few glances just now, but he actually memorized all the Sanskrit characters composed of thousands of runes on the sundial? !

Ning Feiyan sighed, hooked her fingers towards Hongzhuang, and asked with a smile, "Little Hongzhuang, are you bored?"

Mo Yue's smile was really malicious, it was the first time that Hong Zhuang didn't greet her immediately, she shook her head again and again, and said, "I'm not bored?"

"But I'm so bored." Ning Feiyan's enchanting and charming face was stained with a slight smile, her little finger was slightly raised, and her slender nails had a blade-like gleam.

There was only a slight sizzling sound, and the fingertips were like knives, easily cutting the cloth around Bai Lian's waist.

The gap is not big, and the name that the Lord Demon Lord once left behind is faintly visible.

Ning Feiyan's movement was extremely brisk and neat, and Bai Lian, who was concentrating on comprehending the meaning of the sword and recalling and recording Sanskrit, hadn't noticed it yet.

Hong Zhuang timidly lowered her head, her face was red, but her eyes were shining, she raised her head to peek from time to time: "Your Majesty the Demon Lord really knows how to play..."

Ning Feiyan sized him up and said, "Stupid Cat is disobedient and always thinking about dying, how do you think we should disturb his mind now?"

Hong Zhuang felt like a thief, she coughed lightly, and said tentatively, "Tickle him?"

Ning Feiyan snorted, and nodded irresolutely: "Give you a chance to perform?"

Hong Zhuang was raised by Mrs. Ning since she was a child and got used to following the rules, but she is not as bad as Ning Feiyan.

But being led by her sister to do bad things together, Xiao Hongzhuang's disciplined heart is inevitably a little excited.

She bit her lower lip, with a hint of tension in her bright eyes, she tentatively reached out her little hand to scratch Bai Lian's itch.

No matter how hard Bai Lian felt about copying, he still felt the restless little hand on his waist.

His pupils trembled suddenly, his fingers trembled wildly, and the Sanskrit writing was wrong in an instant, and the half-written rice paper burned itself without fire.

In the quiet school, the sound of teeth grinding was very clear.

Su Jing tilted his head and glanced at him, his eyes fell on the burning ashes on his table, with a bit of cold doubt in his eyes.

The blue veins on the back of Bailian's hands rose slightly, and he propped his hands on the table, about to grab that troublesome little hand.

Hong Zhuang felt a slight threat, and ran away with her hands slippery. She hid under the table, like a little mouse who stole oil flowers, clutching her beating heart.

So exciting.

Bai Lian's face turned blue, and angrily crumpled a piece of rice paper into a ball.

Su Jing saw that his face stinks badly, it was only because he made a mistake in copying the sundial, he was depressed, and he didn't think in other directions.

Bai Li'an was focused on comprehending the sword soul in the sundial, so he could leave here earlier, so that Ning Feiyan would not have to take the opportunity to make a lot of trouble.

This succubus, did he really play with him as a toy for teasing?
If you say you can do it, you can do it, this bastard, he even took his own sister to tickle him!
Without thinking about it, Bai Lian knew that Ning Feiyan must have made the attention, and was trembling with anger.

The wives of ordinary families regard their men as tight and precious.

Fortunately, she used him to tease her sister over and over again!I'm so mad at a zombie!

Seeing that Bai Lian calmed down angrily, and his reaction was extremely interesting, Hong Zhuang dared to scratch him again.

Bai Lian was tense and unmoved, knowing in his heart that the more he paid attention to her, the more complacent this little girl would be.

Hong Zhuang scratched her left waist and right waist, seeing that he had no reaction at all, as cold as a corpse, the fun was halved in an instant.

She looked at Ning Feiyan aggrievedly, complaining silently.

Ning Feiyan was angry and funny, so she had no choice but to do it herself, and raised her fingers pretending to be disgusted, her movements were indescribably elegant.

It's like a scholarly beauty with a pen like a painting, her wrists like snow, and her skin like creamy fat.

It is a hand that can squeeze out flower juice in ancient scrolls, calligraphy and paintings.

Ning Feiyan has this kind of special magic power, she is clearly doing boring and bad things, but for no reason gives people a sense of elegance and arrogance.

Clearly it was the same tickling, Hongzhuang saw Bai Lian, who had been calm all the time, trembling violently, like a little daughter-in-law who was suddenly violated, she let out a breath in class, almost itching laugh out loud.

As Ji Yan's voice, he criticized at the right time: "This classmate is still in class, don't make trouble."

"Feiyan is really amazing." Hong Zhuang was full of admiration.

Ning Feiyan rolled her eyes disapprovingly: "It's because he's too tender."

Such a tone of commenting on the goods made Bai Li'an ignore the Sanskrit that he copied in his hand, he tore it to pieces, looked down with a pair of red eyes wet, gritted his teeth and said: "Ning—non——yan—" —”

Ning Feiyan, with an innocent face, said strangely: "I don't understand, you're putting on a show and you haven't seen us, so how can you tell who is messing with you?"

Bai Lian's chest heaved heavily, his eyes were full of fire, and he said sullenly: "I just know."

"what?"

"Bad cat, every time you touch me with your hand, there is a subconscious movement."

Bai Lian gave Ning Feiyan an awkward look: "Your little finger always teases me subconsciously, so I just know it's you."

Ning Feiyan opened her beautiful eyes in amazement, he was able to understand her subtle movements so clearly.

Baili Anjun blushed, did not speak, and leaned down on the table again with a sullen expression.

"Feiyan..." Hongzhuang hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't hold back, and said, "I think he really likes you."

Ning Feiyan glanced slightly, and said: "He is only 17 years old this year, and he knows what true liking is. All he cares about is the child in my womb."

Hong Zhuang thought for a while, and said: "But he's getting angry with you, it has nothing to do with Feiyan's child. I'm obviously pretty now, but he doesn't care about me."

The more Hong Zhuang said, the more she sympathized with Bai Li'an: "He likes you, I think he probably wants you to care about him, but you don't care at all, and tease him in every possible way. It must be very sad."

Hearing this, Ning Feiyan became inexplicably restless and irritable.

She believed that she and Bai Lian were just a dewy love affair, and her fortune was exhausted.

She likes this kind of pure way of getting along without any complicated feelings by using each other.

It's easier not to be liked by others.

She's always been this way.

The gentle and kind camouflage on Ning Feiyan's face gradually peeled off in Hong Zhuang's words, revealing the mottled real side wrapped in steel knives and sharp thorns.

Her voice became colder, with a sneer on her face: "It's only a kid like you who can tell right from wrong, I'd rather Feiyan only care about profit."

Hong Zhuang shook her head, and said: "I know, Feiyan... you will never say what you really want."

These words seemed to have touched Ning Feiyan's inverse scales all of a sudden, and a fierce look rose between her brows: "I think you are getting more and more presumptuous."

Hong Zhuang lowered her head: "Hong Zhuang dare not."

Ning Feiyan sneered and said, "If your words are pleasant to the ears and you are happy in everything, then you will be buried in dove poison. I have already suffered enough from Mrs. Ning for this kind of thing. As a succubus, you would To believe in a man's goodness."

Hong Zhuang timidly said: "But he is not an ordinary man, he is your stupid cat, sister."

Ning Feiyan's expression froze, and she, who was good at debating, was suddenly silenced by Hong Zhuang's unconvincing words.

She snorted coldly, turned her head, and deliberately drew a red mark on Bai Lian's skin with her slightly long nails. She clearly got angry at Hong Zhuang, but she vented her anger on him.

The seemingly unreasonable thing, but Ning Feiyan subconsciously did not realize that it was unreasonable.

"So what if it's my stupid cat, I never love this stupid cat, it's just for bullying."

Hong Zhuang didn't expect to be able to play like this, what's with this desire to conquer.

No man could control such a charming and enchanting witch who seemed emotional but was actually ruthless.

"What? Look at your watery eyes. Maybe you've fallen in love with this man. Today, you are so abnormal to refute me for him. If you like it, I might as well give it to you."

Ning Feiyan could be said to be pointing and hitting, knowing what Bai Lian didn't like to hear the most, she deliberately touched her minefield.

It was quite different from his usual temper, and he didn't even bother to figure out his thoughts.

It's just a naive feeling that I'm in a bad mood at the moment, and I want to make him feel bad, and the sharp claws that can't be restrained have to go to his heart to grind them before I'm willing.

A cold hand suddenly reached out, holding Ning Feiyan's slender wrist.

Ning Feiyan knew that he must be extremely angry at this moment, and wanted to teach herself a lesson.

She didn't take it seriously, she winked at Hong Zhuang, and said lazily: "Why, do you want me to teach you hand in hand?"

Hong Zhuang held ten fingers, and the stupid cat who wanted to see her sister was furious.

Bai Lian's face was sullen, and his dark eyes looked straight at Ning Feiyan through the bottom of the table.

Ning Feiyan did not repent, and even smiled provocatively, showing a small canine tooth that was not obvious.

Bai Lian didn't say a word, lowered his eyes, grabbed her palm silently, sulking, opened his mouth and screamed, and clicked her nails two or three times with his fangs. gnawed.

Ning Feiyan and Hong Zhuang were shocked!

Everyone in the world knows that succubus hides poison in their fingers. Although most men in the world love succubus' body, no matter how much they like it, no one dares to chew on succubus' nails directly.

Ning Feiyan couldn't laugh or cry as she watched her beautifully trimmed fingertips being gnawed unevenly by the exasperated Bai Lian, really looking like a dog gnawing on them.

Just as she was about to speak, Bai Lian slightly bent her index finger, and slowly spit out a mouthful of pure white Yang Qi, which condensed on her fingertips and did not disperse.

"Little Hongzhuang." Bai Lian imitated Ning Feiyan's teasing tone and called her in a low voice, with a strange light in his dark eyes, his voice was low and gentle: "Come here."

Hong Zhuang was stunned, it was the first time for her to be fed by a man with such doting eyes.

She was dumbfounded for a moment, but she saw that handsome and gentle brother-in-law smiled at her, with an inexplicable sensuality, which was completely different from his old-fashioned and old-fashioned demeanor.

Hong Zhuang has seen all kinds of men in her life, but she still can't stand such stares.

Her heart skipped a beat, but she ignored Ning Feiyan's cold and vigilant gaze.

She couldn't help leaning forward, sucking out the condensed yang energy from her fingertips, Mo Ji, still blushing, said in a low voice, "Thank you...thank you brother-in-law."

Ning Feiyan withdrew her hand coldly, her tone became colder: "Thank him for what?!"

Hong Zhuang obviously felt that Ning Feiyan's tone was not kind, and she rarely could not control her emotions.

Hongzhuang was about to turn her head to look at her, but her chin was firmly held by Baili'an, and his gentle voice sounded: "You're so greedy that you're drooling? You little greedy cat."

Bai Lian deliberately ignored Ning Feiyan's repeated cold snorts, without even looking at her, and carefully wiped the saliva from the corners of the red makeup's lips.

Once a serious person flirts with someone, it can make a woman lose her heart.

With red makeup and a red face, she completely lost the ability to think, and her movements became elegant and ladylike for no reason. She was still the assassin woman holding a three-meter-long bone-cutting knife and killing all directions.

Hong Zhuang was ashamed to open her mouth, and she spoke twice before mustering up the courage to whisper: "Brother-in-law, can you give me some more?"

Bai Lian raised his eyebrows and smiled, all the resistance and anger he had just now disappeared: "Okay, I'll give you as much as Xiao Hongzhuang wants."

As he spoke, he even took Hong Zhuang's little hand affectionately.

Hong Zhuang blushed and didn't resist, eagerly wanting to suck his yang energy again.

Ning Feiyan's heart was blocked, and her expression was suppressed with a trace of displeasure: "Hey, you are my food, when will you be allowed to raise other women?"

Bai Li'an smiled warmly, her fingers still gently wrapped the black hair on her temples with red makeup, wrapped it around her head, put her palm on her head, and gently stroked her slender jade neck.

Regarding Ning Feiyan's clamor, he was neither provocative nor arrogant, but he was gentle with Hong Zhuang: "Little Hong Zhuang must grow up white and strong."

Hong Zhuang has been a lonely shadow in the dark for so many years, when was she so gentle, her nose became sore again.

Ning Feiyan watched this with cold eyes, although she knew in her heart that Bai Lian was deliberately putting on a show for her, seeing his warm and caring lines, she clearly only said them for her.

Now she told Hong Zhuang.

Ning Feiyan felt uncomfortable all over her body, there seemed to be bugs growing on her buttocks, she twisted to the left and to the right, but she couldn't find a comfortable position.

As hell as hell, Bai Lian was still pretending to be generously touching the cheeks with red makeup, and asked her, "How is brother-in-law?"

The stupid succubus killer, now she pretended shyly, nodded, her voice softened: "Okay."

The corners of Bai Lian's lips curled up, and the title brother-in-law was very useful. From the corner of his eye, he secretly glanced at Ning Feiyan, seeing that she was angry.

Very good, I feel very happy.

His intimate words lingered between his lips and teeth, bringing out a hint of ambiguity, which made people inexplicably flustered: "Brother-in-law will treat you well in the future, do you like it?"

I didn't notice the red makeup on my elder sister's face at all, rubbing her cheek against Bailian's palm: "I like it."

Ning Feiyan finally couldn't take it anymore, she pursed her lips very tightly, with anger in her eyes.

like?

what do you like!She likes it?
A few words of sweet talk that are full of flamboyance can coax you into elation?
Ning Hongzhuang, is this your only idea?
Ning Feiyan stared at that charming face, watching Bai Lian hooking her fingers to play with Xiao Hongzhuang again, she finally couldn't bear it anymore.

The always shrewd and capable female devil Ning used the same childish and absurd method.The bad cat frowned, raised its tail, and gnawed on Bailian's finger.

This sip was not ambiguous at all, and Bai Lian's finger was almost bitten off by her.

Su Jing saw Bai Lian's small movements in his eyes, and got up from the last row to lift his clothes, came to his desk, took out half of the waste rice paper on his desk, and his voice was as cool as ever:
"Why are you always distracted and absent-minded today? I think you have copied the Sanskrit on it very well. If you put more effort into it, it will not be difficult to reproduce it."

(End of this chapter)