Chapter 191: Under Li Bai

Qiao Niannu glanced at Li Dadao, approached the window, and looked up at the blue sky above the green bamboo: "I don't want to say sorry, because I will compensate you personally. What I did to you today is indeed too much, but too much It ’s not me. Do n’t forget, my first responsibility is to protect this country. Under this premise, hurting myself, or hurting others, for me, I personally do not need to apologize to you.

"What do you mean?" Li Dao frowned, and Qiao Niannu's words were a little too heavy, which Li Dao had never thought of.
country? Too far.
"This time I arranged things, and there was some selfishness in it. The most important thing is to let Shen Dongyuan and other people know your ability. After all, there are many people who know you in the high-level, but except me ..." He fired a gun and pointed at Li Rong. The muzzle of the black hole was as indifferent as her eyes: "No one has seen it except myself."
"I see." Lee nodded, "Thank you."
"Don't worry, someone has been asking you to investigate you. I didn't resist the pressure after all." Qiao Niannu turned the pistol upside down and dropped it on the table with his muzzle at random. Happy, after all, it's a nightmare. "
"Why do you help me like this?" Li Rong opened his mouth, staring at the woman who had always been in trouble.
Qiao Niannu was silent for a moment.
"I owe you a favor." At this time, Li Rong felt that he was really too naive. He always thought that no one would know his secret. Because Qiao Niannu knew it, he hated her. But since there is a Qiao in this country, Niannu can find him, and there will always be others who will find him. The difference is that Qiao Niannu promised him things and worked hard so that he could continue his little life.
If it is another person, it will be difficult for Lee to believe whether he will withstand the pressure from a high-level person for a stranger.
After all, personally, he couldn't withstand the pressure of An Zhishui, and he didn't dare to be late and leave early.
"What I do is always because I want to do it. Don't feel owed to me, just remember to promise me things." Qiao Niannu bent over and opened a bamboo cabinet, and said without looking back.
"Remember." Li Rong nodded. He was not a curious baby who had the roots. He always felt that from the standpoint of an onlooker, he would certainly admire people like Qiao Niannu, because her abilities and arrogance in the heart made her Disdainful of sloppy eyes or coaxing people, since she said that asking him to help is just a hand, I believe that Lee will not make it difficult at that time, otherwise he can regret it.
He looked at Qiao Niannu's back, and the curve of his hips and legs was perfect when he bent down. Although An Zhishui, who is equally slender and tall in Lee ’s heart, would not be worse than Qiao Niannu. Qiao Niannu, who is about the age of water, has a unique charm of a mature woman, which is seductive and different from the girl of An Zhishui.
Such a woman is actually so terrible ... Those who have caused her unhappiness, and then have trouble sleeping, have access to the top secrets of the country and have a prominent power status themselves.
Qiao Niannu took out a piece of clothing and gave it to Li Rong.
Li Rong understood that he could not go home in this tattered, blood-stained suit.
But looking at that dress, Lee was dumbfounded, it was a costume robe.
"I only have this here."
Li Rong is worried. Although he also likes to play cosplay, he wears the costumes of those anime characters when he plays cosplay. Passers-by also know that it is play, but wearing such ancient costumes on the street has a special feeling.
"Why do you have this here?" Li Rongwei was surprised. It was normal without men's clothes. Qiao Niannu didn't look like he lived with men, but there were men's costume robes.
"I occasionally play Zhang Sheng and sing" The West Chamber "." Qiao Niannu explained, her face was a bit unnatural. Obviously, she was not very willing to tell Li Rongfang about these small hobbies.
"Did you pass?" Li Zhihua carried his clothes, a little embarrassed.
"This is a man's style. You can wear it or not." Qiao Niannu's eyes narrowed, and a mole on the corner of his mouth dragged a slight smile. "I don't mind, you tweak it, do you still hate me?" "
Seeing a woman such as Qiao Niannu's skin smiling, Li Rong did not hesitate to answer, "No, I wear it."
"Go inside and change." Qiao Niannu pointed to the other door.
It was not the first time that Lee was wearing pants only in front of Qiao Niannu, but he did not think it was appropriate to undress and change clothes in front of Qiao Niannu, so he walked over.
The door was a bamboo door. When Li opened the door, Li knew it was Qiao Niannu's bedroom.
Like all the rooms here, Qiao Niannu's bedroom is permeated with a touch of bamboo. The room is very simple. There is a large mirror on the side of the door. There is a wooden clothes rack next to the large mirror. All of them are female. In a traditional costume dress, there is a single bed that is less than one meter wide next to the mirror, covered with a thin quilt, and then it is a large wardrobe.
There was also a black line curtain that attracted Li's attention. Just looking into the window, I realized that the line curtain was actually a thin line made of strands of black hair, strung together one by one.
There are many amazing stories and scenes related to hair. There are so many hairs, more than 1.5 meters long, covering a window more than two meters wide. Hanging there is really creepy, Qiao Nian Does the slave always have so much hair, is it because she killed the dead, she cut all her hair down to make curtains?
Li Rong was numb with scalp frightened by the story of his brain filling, and quickly took off his clothes. He put on the ancient robe indiscriminately, twisted out his clothes and walked out.
Qiao Niannu watched Li Rong walk out, his eyes narrowed, and he looked away: "You look more like me in this body than Zhang Sheng."
"Of course, you should be Cui Yingying," Li said casually.
Qiao Niannu turned his head, and there was a thin flush on his cheek, and his face was cold: "What nonsense?"
Li Dapat patted his cheek gently, and quickly apologized: "You can't blame, don't blame."
"Go." Qiao Niannu no longer looked at him and waved.
Lee walked out of the bamboo house and walked outside Shiping. He stepped on the top of the tree when he was extremely close. He could jump very high, but he did not have the ability to stand on the leaves like Qiao Niannu. There is a small road next to a diversion channel, so I walked along the road. As long as I walked down the mountain, there was a car on the road to Zhonghai.
Qiao Niannu watched Li Zhi left, gently closed the door, returned to the room, looked at himself in the mirror, took off the bun, combed it carefully and re-coiled it in his head, rounded and slender fingers. Unbutton and take off your coat and skirt.
As an arrogant little girl said, Qiao Niannu's physical quality is the limit of humanity in this world, and her body is the same, which is in perfect harmony with the beauty and temptation of human pursuit. The plump body is in the faint aroma of bamboo floor. The warmth and warm fragrance that was soaked, a line of light passed through the curtain of black hair, like a veil of light and shadow.
Without the indifference of the past, Qiao Niannu in the mirror has a quiet and light beauty, with a quiet and slightly ashamed look, just like Gu Jing's self-pity for being married.
Qiao Niannu put on a set of hanfu on a hanger, with a white orchid satin on it, lined with purple embroidery, and the skirt was elegant and light black.
Lift the skirt and walk into Shiping.
Looking up at the sky, closing my eyes to hear the bamboo leaves shattered and whispered. After a long time, Qiao Niannu's eyebrows were softly frowned, his red lips were soft as paper, and he vomited like a bead.
"You can't complain, you can't hate it, you can't sit up, you can't sleep well."
Qiao Niannu stroked his cheek with a blush.
"One day the willows will be covered, the clouds will be clouded, the night will be quiet, and eachother will be seen."
Out of Shiping, stepping barefoot on the grass, Qiao Niannu slowly sat down.
"Jiaqing is popular this season, and the brocade is like a bright future. It ’s so kind. Our two painting halls are born by ourselves."
After singing for a while, the skirt was set up like a lotus flower, and Qiao Niannu's long legs fell on the green grass, and he lay down and closed his eyes.
Feng Cun Yun Shu, wait for that day to come.
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Li carefully walked down the mountain along the Shiqu and finally saw the white shadow of the ring road. He looked left and right around no one, jumped up from behind the thorn bush, and landed on the road.
Just as there were no people or cars when going up the mountain, Lishan ran down the road all the way, came to the mountain road and stopped suddenly, and saw a bus coming from a distance.
China Shipping has close connections with the surrounding cities. There are many such intercity buses. Li Dawei repeatedly beckons. The bus driver looks around and stops.
Li Rong hopped into the car, smiled awkwardly at the driver, found a seat and sat down.
There are still people looking around, but the Chinese have become more and more accustomed to not talking to strangers, but they are still keen to watch.
Li Rong quickly became accustomed to these gazes. Although this was not the same as when he was cosplay, when people looked to appreciate and feel interesting, now they are purely curious and boring.
"This year is 2012 AD. The Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties of the Three Kingdoms of Qin and Han Dynasties have perished. It is now the 63rd year of the founding of the People's Republic of China."
Li Rong was planning to take out his cell phone to see if An Zhishui had texted him. The girl next to her who was standing next to the window suddenly said quietly.
Lee only felt that his neck was as stiff as his brain, and slowly turned his head to look at the girl.
The precociousness of girls nowadays makes it difficult to see the age accurately. Li Rong looked at the surprise, nervousness and panic in her big eyes, and looked at her childish face and astringency. The small body seems to be about the same size as Annan.
"Under Li Bai, Datang people." Li Rong smiled slightly and arched his hand toward the girl—
Slower updates are prone to problems.
Xia Hua did not have much depression in writing the book, but I couldn't take care of the negative defense party and the brain supplement party.
Don't just say like it or give up easily. Making a casual decision is always too frivolous. It is okay for a book, but it may reflect the attitude of life.
Last night, the suspected illness recurred, and it was impossible to live the whole day, just like the last time I suspected that I had AIDS. Now, because of my weakness, I always feel that it is a precursor to terminal illness, and I have not slept all night.
Sorry, I'm tossing myself, and I'm tossing everyone.