Assassin Farmer

“Well... branded... I can't stand it...” White legs stand on his shoulder, unable to lend a soft body, let her beneath him stop chanting euphemisms.

“Patience again...” The quicker the treasure buried in her body, the sweat flowed from his forehead to the nudity of her redness, irritating him even more.

“Ah...” After a vigorous sampling and delivery, she reached the Hall of Fantasy Hall of Happiness with him for six months, and couldn't pull herself out for a long time...

Yeah, six months, six months as soon as he leaves. Nobody knows where he went, maybe nobody told her who he was with... or, like her, the night devoured loneliness...

He allowed himself to take a short nap in her body before withdrawing from her and getting up into the simple bathroom behind the bedroom.

Jiang Yingyun closed his eyes and his mission was not to let the tears in the corners of his eyes fall. Ever since Mid-Autumn Night three years ago, she took the initiative to give herself to him while he was drunk. Every New Year's Eve he went back to "Heiyuan”, she met him privately, and, mating with him... This makes her spit every word she remembers, but every time she sees him back in peace, she can't help but want to hug him, want to kiss him, think about him... even if he thinks of himself as a Green House girl in his heart... it doesn't matter...

“Why are you crying?” A rough voice interrupted her thoughts, reached out to remove tears from the corners of her eyes, restrained and restrained before slowly opening her eyes.

Is it pity that Strawberry Branded Eyebrow sits at the bed, looks at her steadily, sees tears slipping down her corner of eyes, and crosses a slightly different feeling in her heart? Ha... would he pity a brutal killer too? Don't joke.

But why did she fake nothing to wipe away the tears, get up with a smile, put on his torn vest, put on his wrinkled coat, his heart suddenly stammered.

“When will you be ready to leave this time?” Jiang Yingyun took a deep, dark breath, pretending to ask calmly.

Strange glanced at her, his heart was a bit stuffy, and his mouth also spoke out: “Why? You just want to kick me out? ”

Kick him out? No, no, no, she can't help it!

“Are you... not leaving?” Does she understand?

“Later. Why are you asking me that?” Avoiding her crystalline eyes, he turned to the window and turned to the books on the table. One sword at a time has exhausted him. He escaped three years ago. But for three years, no matter how many times she came back, she took the initiative to let him have it, and every time she left, she started to have it in her heart. Even though he is still alone, he is no longer indifferent. Besides, he's eaten her so many times, can't he pass without giving her a name?

“Nothing. So... I'm going back.” She packed herself up and walked behind him gently, wanting to hug him again, but he deliberately alienated her, making her afraid, thinking again and again, finally smiling lightly, turning to walk to the door.

“Come back." He turned to call her, seeing her look surprised, suddenly some satisfaction, in front of others always a clever second hand cabinet with bamboo, in front of himself such a small woman.

“What did you just say?” Jiang Yingyun blinked, inexplicably seeking proof. Is she listening right? He actually let her go back to him? Don't let her go? Is that true?

Without saying anything, Simon walked up and pulled her back to the bed. He somehow turned into a clear emerald bracelet and put it in her hand.

“This...” Jiang Yingyun stared at the bracelet on his hand and looked up at him. “You...”

“Why, don't you?” As soon as he twisted his eyebrow, he had to take it off, but he saw her dying to protect his wrist, "he forbade.” She shyly groaned, "either for me or for me.” How could she allow him to cross further gestures and be frightened by her own shocked expression?

“I'm so glad... Simon...” She blindfolded her eyes and swallowed her excitement. It's just, how can a goddamn tear fall so blatantly?

“Turns out, some people are happy to say this...” Shi Branting grinned, her reaction exceeded his expectations, also inspired him to despise the affair for many years, want to continue to do something to make her so happy.

“You can make fun of me. As long as you stop running away from me and resisting my proximity... it doesn't matter if you make fun of me..." She wrapped her back around his waist, buried her head in his gentle and steady chest, and said excitedly incessant whispers.

“Alas...” he lifted her little face and sighed softly: “I'm not a good person...”

“I don't care...” She shook her head and swallowed.

“I've been killing people since I was twelve years old, and my hands are bloody...”

“I don't care...”

“I don't take care of people...”

“I'll take care of you...”

“ …… ”

“Whatever you want to do, I support it. As long as you don't leave me again, I won't see you for six months... Please...”

Well, what else can he say? Anyone willing to abandon everything and follow him, what else does he want?

“Let's get married, Ying Yun...” He whispered in her ear and promised: “I owe you three years for this sentence. ”

…………

“Heyuan” 's Dragon Boat Dinner eventually turned into Jiang Yingyun's simple wedding with Simple Brand. The truth shocked a large group of people who didn't know the truth. Except Su Shuiju.

“Even if he asks you to marry him today, it's too tight.” Su Shuiju frowned with disapproval. The divorce ceremony also had a time when she hid with Jiang Yingyun in the cabin of the forest house, waiting for her to go to the bamboo garden chapel as soon as she arrived.

“It's okay. It's just a ritual.” Jiang Yingyun smiled shallow enough to make him say that, which has already made her very happy, naturally she does not care whether it is grand or not.

“But after all... your sister is angry.” I couldn't help but laugh when I thought about the look that Stu conveyed about Jiang Yingyue's face when he got the news.

“Big sister should be happy.” Jiang Yingyun also bent her lips and looked at herself in the mirror with light makeup, she really felt satisfied.

“She's got a dowry for several carriages for you.” Su Shuiyun smiled helplessly at Jiang Yingyun's forehead, "You, more daring than purity.” I can't believe they've been hiding from Shi Brang for three years. Oh, I can't say it's a relationship. I only see people who meet two or three times a year. I can't believe they do it all the time...

“You should know better than I do. Why are you blushing?” Jiang Yingyun couldn't help but roll his eyes to amuse her.

“Cough...” Su Shuihui pretended to cough lightly, stopping the redness on his face. “I went out to see what was going on, and Phoenix was waiting outside. ”

“Come on, I'm fine. Just wait one more hour and marry as soon as the auspicious time arrives.” Jiang Yingyun waved asalidly. Urged Su Shuiju to go out and busy her business.

She was actually married, but only three hours before he spoke, she was going to marry him. She feared that he would regret not going back to the embroidery building, and did not want to make more preparations. She could only send someone to inform her sister and have her come to attend the chapel ceremony and accept her for three weeks with him.

Sister's anger is natural, but she'll figure it out eventually. After all, she should be glad her sister married out. From now on, she won't have to work hard to find her marriage, media lines...

…………

“Is everything set up?” Su Shuiju just got out of the room and saw Chunlan directing a small dry maid from the direction of Bamboo Garden in a hurry.

“Yes. All arranged according to the Lady's wishes. Just a happy couple, the slaves have already put their hands on it.” Chunlan smiled and reported. Fortunately, at the end of the day, the house had a lot of people, pulled up the villagers to separate operations, and cleaned up the whole lot in less than one hour, and cleaned it up properly. The main house hasn't been this lively for a long time. When I heard of the evening happiness, I laughed.

“Well, send someone to wait in front of the house, and I think the embroidery building might send a dowry.” Su Shuiju nodded. After the order was finished, he quickly walked to the octagonal pavilion at Hotang. Indeed, besides the four divisions did not rush to Stu, the other three people brushed to discuss what was standing there.

“Yao.” She waved to Shiryu Lin.

“What's the matter?” Lin Shiyao leapt out of the octagonal pavilion and held her to the pavilion.

“Well, Simon, shouldn't you go back and get dressed?” Stu brought Jiang Yingyue's unhappiness back from the embroidery building, as well as delightful clothing for both men and women. How can you blame your sister for being so anxious? There's still enough work to do.

“Happy clothes? Right, right, right, Brand, I'll go with you.” Simon listened and pulled him out of the octagonal pavilion with some stiff branding.

“The new house is located in the bamboo garden, don't go wrong.” Su Shuijuan hastily warned the two of them.

“Tired?” Lin Shiyao grabbed her and slowly returned to the main house.

“Not tired. I just don't think Simon understands anything.” Su Shuihui muttered somewhat angrily.

“Don't understand? Huh...” Lin Shiyao grinned and held her tight, lowering her ear: “Was I doing much better than him in the beginning? ”

Her ears were warm and she remembered what they were like when they got married, as if everything had happened.

At that time, they didn't know anything about it, it was from the neighborhood or from their own experience.

“Simon is embarrassed. He never thought of getting married. Or we killers, who never marry their wives and have children. ”

“Yingyun has been waiting for him for three years.” So unfair. She frowned.

“But she didn't guide him on what to do. Don't think you can wait.” Lin Shiyao whispered unexpectedly.

“What about you? Why did you propose... to marry me? ”

“I know better than Shi...” His eyes flashed with a smile and his slight lip angle made her slightly confused. It's already the mother of the child, I can't believe I'm still watching him shy...

…………

Indeed, after Shen Shi, eighteen carriages marked “Yue Yun Embroidered House” entered the “Hei Park” and sent a loaded dowry.

The paperman was soft and soft.

“Since Yun looks after you so well, what else can I say besides agree? I just want you to treat her well.” Jiang Yingyue sat at the top, and the old god picked up the cup branded with her on the ground, and his heart's dissatisfaction gradually settled. Yeah, what else can I say? An improvised marriage is better than letting your sister continue to mingle for three years.

“I won't force interference if Yun doesn't come to embroider the building after marriage, but come back every New Year's Eve to see my old aunt. Is that all right with you?” Knowing that after marrying him, his sister is most likely to follow him around the world, Jiang Yingyue can't help but sigh. If your parents were alive, it would never be possible to allow Yun to marry such a grievance. Luckily, the embroidery business is good. She divides her annual profits into two portions, one for Yun and his wife, so that she can't go hungry. I don't know if he looks down on the surface and saves no less silver than the bottom of the embroidered building.

“Don't worry, I'll bring her back.” Simone nodded. Only then did he really realize his importance in Jiang Yingyun's heart. I'm sure she and her older sister have done everything in their hearts over the past three years. Otherwise, which parent or elder would give the baby to a cold-blooded killer like yourself?

The time has come to see the dowry settle down.

Watching Jiang Yingyun in a wedding robe cover Xipa from Jiang Yingyue to Shi Brang, Su Shui, as an outsider, couldn't help but cry.

Lin Siyao held her in arms helplessly, knowing that she was happy for Jiang Yingyun. But losing the beans, it's not his pleasure.

The sword that stood behind Su Shuiju depressed the bitterness of his heart. Over the past three years, Jiang Yingyun's actions and efforts, she could not learn to implement them at first glance. Strang will come back at least a few times a year. At least he won't avoid Jiang Yingyun. But Straw will not only avoid it when he sees her. This year's Dragon Boat, he won't even come.

Three years ago, she also thanked the lord for keeping her here, nominally managing the main house of Aotearoa's yard and cleaning up their idle compound. Assist the floral courtyard to guard the tranquillity of the "park". In fact, they were hoping she'd get the happiness she wanted. Too bad, he doesn't want her...

The wine table was very important, although I learned that the wedding was in a hurry, but after all, it was supposed to be a midnight reunion, after more people and horses embroidered the building, a few more large round tables were pulled out. The quiet house, which was inaugurated two years ago, has enough backyard space to accommodate a dozen large tables. The theory is just a six-table wine table for an improvised wedding feast.

After three drinks, the Guests dispersed, and the newlyweds had already been forced into the cave by the crowd.

Su Shuiqiao and Lin Shiyao took the children back to the forest house. The whole scene, apart from the maid who had cleaned up, the rest of the sword still sat in the corner.

“Huh? Sword? Why are you still here?” Yang Jing Jing, who had forgotten his robe, hurried back to the banquet scene and saw the people in the shadows and asked in surprise.

“Oh, go.” The sword lightly nodded and rose.

Yang Jingzhi looked at the distant Shawther figure and couldn't help but sigh and quickly caught up with her steps. “It's late today. Would you mind if I borrowed your place for a night?” She suddenly wanted to learn about college nightclubs and have a good night's talk.

“Whatever.” The sword swept at her and spewed out two words gently. She lived alone in a huge house, and she didn't feel lonely anymore.

“Well, let's go… let's go back and have a few drinks, I robbed Tan Gui Hua Brew.” Yang Jingzhi smiled and had an extra pot of unopened and good cinnamon brew in his hand.

Men, come if they want, go if they want... none of them are good things...

Only women can comfort each other with wine and mourn… (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com) and your support is my biggest motivation.)