Chapter 324: Don’t rush to be first when the water flows
Yin Baishuang sneered again and again: "I have spared her a miserable life, so what if I take some of her things?"
Bailian was unmoved: "Male and female Don't give or receive."
Su Jing's clothes are as plain as Jingxue, and she wears a crown of jade. There are no other accessories around her waist. Since it is the Qiankun bag that has been hidden with her for two hundred years, it is naturally close to her body. Private things.
He and Su Jing have no old friendship, so he cannot be searched by 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 will tear her clothes to pieces. , the Qiankun Bag was found naturally."
Bailian frowned and said, "Miss Yin is taking advantage of others' danger!"
Yin Baishuang raised her eyebrows. Tip: "Do you think you can stop me?"
Bailian's chest rose and fell, but it quickly calmed down. He took a deep look at Yin Baishuang and said, "I understand."
He slowly lowered Geyu down, straightened her body, and then carefully reached into Su Jing's sleeves. His fingertips barely touched a touch of jade-cold skin.
Bai Lian's eyebrows twitched.
Xindao said that the girl was injured on her shoulder. Although the wound was terrible, it was not like she had been unconscious for so long without waking up.
Why does my body feel as cold as a dead person? Could it be that I have suffered some kind of soul trauma?
I carefully groped for a moment on both sleeves and waist, but did not see the Qiankun bag that Yin Baishuang said.
Small footsteps came from behind, and Yin Baishuang strolled over, squinting coldly, and said impatiently: "This woman doesn't hide important things casually. You will naturally get nothing by touching those insignificant places."< br>
Balian frowned secretly.
When did this woman’s waist become an irrelevant place?
Yin Baishuang's voice was light, but her words were shocking: "Xinkou, her precious Qiankun bag must be hidden thoughtfully."
Xinkou?
Aren’t those just breasts? ? ?
Balian's scalp felt numb, and just as he was about to speak, a strong wind picked up his black hair and blew it back against his face.
With a snap, Su Jing's snow-white sleeves were broken into pieces of white butterflies, revealing a touch of snow-white wrists.
Yin Baishuang, this unreasonable madwoman!
He is really good at threatening people.
He remained silent, with a sullen face, clasped his hands and bowed to Su Jing: "I'm offended."
Standing far away, Ying Xiu did not hide the disdain and disgust on his face, and slowly turned his back, feeling like a gentleman for once.
Bailian gently opened a corner of the white dress on her chest with his fingers. A gentleman would not look at anything inappropriate, so he averted his eyes and used his other palm to avoid touching her skin as much as possible.
After all, this place is no better than the skin between your wrists. If you touch it, you will be hunted for your whole life.
Bailian was very energetic, his fingers slowly penetrated, and finally touched a soft rope tassel.
This is it.
Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Yin Baishuang, who was standing behind him and watching the show with his hands folded, suddenly moved his eyes, and then his eyes were full of teasing and teasing.
She fluttered her hands and suddenly shouted from behind him to scare him.
Bailian, who was concentrating on getting things from that dangerous place, could not bear this.
My shoulders shook violently in shock, affecting the muscles of my arms, and I couldn't help but push my palms forward.
The five fingers suddenly softened, and he was soon trapped.
Balian pulled out his hand as if it was hot, and his trembling fingertips were still hooked on the tassel rope. The end of the rope was connected to an old Qiankun bag with yellowed edges. The head of the woman in front of him was tilted slightly, revealing half of her pale side face that was sleeping peacefully. Under her sharp, snow-white chin, her complicated overlapping collar was half open.
Hidden in the messy lapel is a delicate and small collarbone, looming, with an attractive curve, and the picture is indescribably charming and ambiguous.
Bailian glanced at her casually out of the corner of her eye, barely able to look at her anymore, and quickly pulled up her clothes on her chest. When she looked back, a warm color appeared on her face.
Before he could scold him, Yin Baishuang had already bent down and put her pretty head through his shoulder. An open jade shell slipped out of her sleeve. She smiled sarcastically. He asked: "Is it soft?"
Bai Lian was furious for a moment and speechless.
He raised the Qiankun bag depressedly: "But this?"
Yin Baishuang only glanced at it lightly and then looked away.
Looking at Bailian's angry and slightly red face, she couldn't laugh or cry.
When this little corpse demon dies, he will probably still be an old-fashioned young master from a strict family. His serious appearance is really unlikable.
Although she has always been disdainful of Su Jing, there are millions of people in this world, and there are so many men who are obsessed with him. Others can't expect such benefits even if they lose their arms and legs.
He was fine and even got angry.
"Well...you didn't answer, I guess it's because the hand feels very bad, not soft at all." I don't know what the woman talking to herself recalled, and the desolation between her eyebrows became much lighter. .
Yin Baishuang raised her beautiful eyebrows slightly, quite proud of her victory: "After all, that boy of mine ate and slept with her as a teenager for more than a year, and he didn't notice anything wrong with her. Like me..."
Yin Bai Shuang stood up straight and puffed out his chest. However, he was covered by the large red clothes and could not see the slightest movement: "Just taking off the outer layer of the wedding dress made the kid at a loss and blushing like You are like this now.”
Looking at the contrast in the words, Su Jing was almost reduced to the ground.
Looking at Yin Baishuang who was feeling proud for no reason, Balian actually wanted to defend Su Jing.
You yourself said you were Su Jing in your youth.
In fact, you may be the stupid bird that flew first, while others are the rising stars. If you don’t compete with the flowing water, you compete with the endless talk... ahem.
But then I thought about it, what position does he have to defend this.
He was not the unlucky guy who let the two of them fight to the death.
“Miss Yin, do you want this Qiankun bag?”
“Of course I do.” Yin Baishuang said this with a look of disgust: “But it’s hers. I don’t want to touch it, please help me take out the contents one by one.”
Yes, after taking the Qiankun bag, she has to take out the treasures inside one by one.
Bailian suddenly found that Miss Yin was even more difficult to maintain than Miss Fang.
Things have developed to this point, and Bailian is too lazy to struggle, so he just follows his words.
Bailian's consciousness had just penetrated the Qiankun Bag through his fingers, and Yin Baishuang's complexion changed slightly before he remembered an important thing: "I remember that Su Jing's Qiankun Bag has a restriction. If you open it without permission, you will be seriously injured. You must first Wait a minute, let me teach you a way first."
Bailian's expression changed and he asked curiously: "Is that so? I think it's wrong. This is not what you want, Miss Yin. Bag.”
Yin Baishuang didn’t understand what it meant.
Bailian lowered his head and took out a paper pinwheel from the Qiankun bag, which is a very common thing in the mortal market: "I just used my spiritual sense to explore it, and the things inside are very ordinary. It’s not an important thing, baby.”
Su Jing looked contemptuous: Your boy has been living and eating with me for more than a year, what do you have to be proud of?
Yin Baishuang looked proud: I haven’t fallen in love with you for more than a year, so there’s nothing to be proud of.
(End of this chapter)