3000 Crows Kill Chapter 103000 Crows Kill Chapter 10
“Do your best” to serve, what does that mean? The poor little heart in Qin Chuan’s chest went up and down, and he fell and fell, and he didn’t settle down for a moment. In this way, sooner or later, he was tossed out of trouble.
No matter what they said, they didn’t do anything else. They leaned halfway under the gallery and used Xiaomi to tease the starling on the shelf and teach it to say: “Liar, bad guy, make yourself smart.”
Tan Chuan became restless and restless.
Fu Jiuyun finished feeding a handful of millet, and then looked at her lazily and said: “Are you going to starve me to death? What’s wrong?”
Tan Chuan quickly nodded: “Yes … Oh, no! That, adults … The little ones don’t understand anything, how do you eat on weekdays?”
“Go to the kitchen and you’ll know.” Fu Jiuyun got up, stretched himself, and sat at the table waiting for dinner.
Qin Chuan trot all the way to the kitchen. Although the meals of these inner disciples are provided by the peripheral kitchen on weekdays, each disciple’s courtyard still built a small kitchen, which was specially used to open a small stove for them.
Speaking of cultivating immortals in the Katori Mountains, they are happier than real gods. There is no taboo or desire for men and women here, but it is also delicious and delicious all day long. Even for those lazy disciples, it does n’t matter if they do n’t work hard. Anyway, as long as he looks beautiful, no matter what his talents are, the mountain owner will come in and become a disciple, spoiling and loving. In such a chaotic world, there is another party happy to raise a group of idle pigs. No wonder people outside have sharpened their heads to find a blessing.
A large lacquered wooden box was placed on the stovetop of the kitchen. When you uncovered it, there were three meats and three vegetarians, pastries and soup, and fragrant rice and rice, but I did n’t know how it was delivered.
Qin Chuan took the box back and laid it on the table carefully. He respectfully said, “Master Jiuyun, please have a meal.”
Fu Jiuyun beckoned towards her: “Sit down and eat together.”
“This … not so good? The small one is a minion …” She waved her hands again and again.
He directly pulled her to sit beside him, and could not help but say that he poured a glass of wine into her hand and smiled very kindly: “A drink, only to celebrate today that you have not been invited by Xuan Zhu to eat bamboo shoots and fried pork.”
The smell of liquor in the glass was strong, and it was known as spirits when he smelled it. This person was suspicious, and he was afraid to drunk her. Qin Chuan reluctantly replied: “Small dare not drink …”
“What are you afraid of?” Fu Jiuyun supported her chin and smiled at her, “I can’t look down on you, my lord.”
Qin Chuan saw that he couldn’t push anymore. He drank in a cup and coughed spicy.
“Fresh!” Fu Jiuyun filled her up again. “Another drink, it’s a celebration of you coming to be an adult and my minion. They are all very happy.”
Qin Chuan looked up at him. Under the candlelight, he smiled like a spring flower blooming, but it was a pity that there was bad water in his stomach, and he could not get close.
She drank faster in the second glass of wine, and she fell down as soon as she touched her lips. Her face did not change. She picked up the jug and poured wine for Fu Jiuyun in the backhand. Her hands did not tremble, and the wine did not sprinkle. Give him both hands: “Master Jiuyun, please.”
Fu Jiuyun looked at the glass of wine thoughtfully, then looked at her, and suddenly nodded: “Okay!”
Drink it all.
Fu Jiuyun has always been a physique that can’t fall over a thousand cups. He often goes out to drink with his friends. Only people who fall under his feet are also familiar with the absurd behavior of drunken people.
Opposite this girl, when drinking thirty-five glasses, only two earrings were shaking all over the body, the rest of the place was as quiet as a mountain, and one eyebrow did not move, just like a bottomless wine barrel. The food was already cold on the table, and no one moved at all. The two of them kept drinking. When they drank into the sky, Qin Chuan was still like a wooden man, and he was not drunk.
Fu Jiuyun could not help secretly crying, and filled her with wine again, laughing, “Chuaner, are you drunk?”
Tan Chuancheng bowed his head in anxiety: “Dare not dare! How dare you drunk in front of adults?” The conversation was clear and responsive, and it turned out to be a bottomless wine barrel.
Fu Jiuyun sighed: “But my adult seems to be drunk, very sleepy, clean up and serve me to sleep.”
Qin Chuan’s hands that hadn’t been shaken, finally shook hard this time, and the liquor was mostly sprinkled. She smiled and quickly got up and said yes, hurriedly collected the tableware and jug and put it back into the kitchen. When she came back, she saw Fu Jiuyun leaning against the lamp. Her long hair had spread out and she was covering her shoulders. Those eyes had a misty light, just stare Looking at her, she smiled lightly.
Her fragile little heart began to jump again and again, timidly walked over and asked in a low voice: “Adult, do you want to refresh?”
“No.” He shook up, grabbed her shoulders, and the wine burst into his face. “For me … to make the bed and quilt. Take another bed from the cupboard over there. You will sleep here later. Quilt doesn’t work. “
Qin Chuan only wished to run by pulling his legs, but he could not run. She struggled to help him come to the bed and sit on the chair for a while. She quickly arranged the bed, and then turned around: “Adult, OK …”
Almost hit his chin as soon as he turned around, Fu Jiuyun didn’t know when he was so close, the tip of his nose was less than two inches from her forehead. Qin Chuan was stiff all over, and his blood was rushing towards his head, reluctantly saying, “Adult, adult … you, you go to bed, rest …”
He chuckled, held her by the shoulder, and asked, “Are you going up first?”
Qin Chuan almost jumped up, stutteringly protested: “I … small, small hearts only … only Doudou! Even, even if it is Master Jiuyun, you, you cannot …”
“Your Doudou hasn’t wanted you anymore.” Fu Jiuyun slowly untied her hair band and gently combed her fingers. “Moreover, Doudou, do you have Jiuyun?”
“Dou, Doudou is the best and the best in the world!” She tried to find a reason.
Fu Jiuyun impatiently argued with her, pushed her, Qin Chuan was unstable and fell back on the bed. She grabbed the neckline by tears, and wanted to cry without tears. She screamed: “Master Jiuyun … you, even if you got me, my body, you will never get my heart! My heart is always … Brother Doudou! “
Fu Jiuyun sat on the bed, put down the tent, raised his finger on her chin, and didn’t care: “What does the adult want your heart to do? What the adult wants is you.”
Qin Chuan really cried and threw himself up to hug his arm: “Then, I will give you my heart! Don’t ask for your body, OK?”
Fu Jiuyun looked at her quietly, her eyes soft and reluctant, and muttered: “Really? Since then, I have been single-minded and loyal to adults, and no one but me in my eyes?”
Qin Chuan nodded, sincerely.
Fu Jiuyun let go of her, it is a pity: “So unwilling to entangle the quilt for me? Sir, I just wanted you to warm the bed first, and then go in when the quilt is not cool.”
Breathing in his chest, Qin Chuan had the urge to vomit blood. Fu Jiuyun——! She shivered all over, silently looking up at the sky.
“Then you go to pick up the quilt and sleep under the bed. There is a bed board that can be pulled out and spread on it.”
Fu Jiuyun took off his coat and fell on the bed. After a while, he saw Zhou Gong.
Qin Chuan looked at him bitterly, and took the quilt out in remorse, blew out the candlelight, turned over and over on the bed board, and nearly broke his teeth.
There was a hard thing in her arms. She took it out and put it in her hands, but it was the lost goose yellow bag.
Qin Chuan gently took the bronze mirror out of it, the moonlight outside the window was compelling, and the room was full of light. The bronze mirror reflected the girl’s face, thin eyebrows and thin eyes, and thin lips, and she could not find a good place. Only she knows how warm this smiled face was once. The owner of the face gave her all the love and care, but she had no time to return.
Fu Jiuyun has fallen asleep, his nose drooping, as if he is still whispering some dreams. Qin Chuan has been unable to sleep. The empty moonlight, the empty sky, and the empty room made her feel dazed and tired. Only in such a quiet and silent night, with a slight drink, did she dare to remember that the people who loved her in the world had already gone, and such a vast world, even if it was like a bird, was only a lonely person.
She was afraid every moment, she was afraid, but she wanted to continue.
It seems that something has been boiling in the chest for a long time. I still drink more tonight. Qin Chuan closed his eyes tightly and put the bronze mirror back into the bag, carefully taking it into his arms.
Very kind of voice sounded in my mind: “Silly boy, a girl who wants to marry when she is old. You say you do n’t want to marry, what will it look like?”
Her voice at that time was still immature and cheerful: “I only want to be with my father, mother and queen. I will be bullied when I get married, and no one will protect me.”
“Oh, even if you stay with your mother for a lifetime, there will be a day when the father and mother will die old. No one is guarding you. You were bullied at that time, what can you do?”
“I … I will go with you!”
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Qin Chuan rolled over, tears fell out from under his eyelashes, and wet the quilt for a large area.
Fu Jiuyun suddenly murmured, “snapped”, her arm fell on her, and she climbed up along her shoulders, stroking her head, ambiguously provocatively said dreams: “Uh … Qingqing …”
The hand touched her face, and her fingertips touched a piece of dampness. He stopped suddenly.
Qin Chuan hugged that hand, put it on his face, and howled and cried, “… Brother Doudou–why are you leaving?”
The hand stiffened for a long time, squeezed hard on her face, but did not leave, and wiped her tears rudely.
“Little liar …”
He seemed to say another vague dream. His palm rested quietly on her cheek. The warmth of the palm covered her cold skin, and the coldness of this lonely night was dispelled faintly. Qin Chuan finally couldn’t hold it, and went to sleep slowly.
