Summary of the previous chapter: Ma Xiao spent the whole night exploring Bei Mingxue's boudoir, but who expected it to be Bei Mingshuang...
Ma Xiaoquan looked at Bei Mingshuang depressedly and said, "Why, if we are together, I will become a tool for having children with you?"
Bei Mingshuang's pretty face turned red, lowered her head and said: "Ma Xiaoquan, you don't understand the pain of a family going from strength to decline. For example, the Ma family was founded by you, but you left, these more than a thousand
Have you managed your family well since these years?"
Ma Xiaoquan: "..."
Bei Mingshuang continued: "My Beiming family has also been strong, but since my grandfather's generation, the number of men in the family has been declining sharply. Ma Xiaoquan, I need your help."
Ma Xiaoquan said unhappy: "Even if you need my help, you can't... Miss Shuang, you are sacrificing yourself. Do you know what this was called in our time? It's called borrowing seeds!"
Bei Mingshuang shook his head, leaving two lines of tears: "No matter what, I can't watch my family perish!"
Ma Xiaoquan was very puzzled: "Miss Shuang, I have met your grandfather and talked to him. Judging from his tone, it seems that your Beiming family has not encountered any big problems?"
Bei Mingshuang said: "That's just grandpa pretending to be nice. In fact, our Beiming family is already very empty."
"Then do you think that if we give birth to two boys, it will change the current situation of the Beiming family? Miss Shuang, it is too simplistic for you to think like this."
Bei Mingshuang pursed her lips and smiled: "Ma Xiaoquan, so I want to ask you to help our Beiming family. In return, you can do whatever you want to me."
Ma Xiaoquan said angrily: "Bei Mingshuang, I don't care what you think. It's absolutely impossible for you to ask for my help as a condition for intercourse. You are simply insulting me, Ma Xiaoquan!"
Bei Mingshuang's eyes suddenly darkened: "Actually, I have no choice but to say this. My sister likes you, and my sister and I share the same body... Ma Xiaoquan, I'm sorry, I shouldn't force you like this...
..”
Ma Xiaoquan sighed and said: "I understand how you feel, but you have to eat one bite at a time and speak one sentence at a time. In fact, you don't need to say it, I will help you, because helping you, the Beiming Family, is
It's like helping my Ma family! After all, my Ma family has also fallen. If we don't rise again, I'm afraid we will be completely removed from the hidden wealthy family!"
Bei Mingshuang raised his head and looked at Ma Xiaoquan excitedly: "Thank you, Ma Xiaoquan!"
Ma Xiaoquan waved his hand and sighed: "Hey, what do you think I am doing? In this era, I have to bear so many responsibilities. Hey, Dongfang Family... Beiming Family.
.....Why"
Bei Mingshuang stood up, walked to Ma Xiaoquan, and buried her head in his arms: "Ma Xiaoquan, thank you!"
Ma Xiaoquan boldly touched Bei Mingshuang's hair, but was surprised to find that her hair was very soft and smooth.
"Miss Shuang, I'm curious, why is your hair as sharp as a knife and as tough as gold?"
Bei Mingshuang raised his head, nodded and said: "Only when I think about it, my hair will become like that."
"Oh? Really?" Ma Xiaoquan blinked his eyes and said with interest, "Miss Shuang, can you give it a try?"
Bei Mingshuang nodded, walked to the table, reached for the kettle, then tilted her head and tossed her hair in front of her forehead.
Bei Mingshuang pulled the strand of hair, then wrapped the kettle with her hair, and then pulled it again. There was a "stab" sound, and the kettle was cut open by the strand of Bei Mingshuang's hair.
Tao Changkou.
"This..." Ma Xiaoquan stepped forward in surprise, took the kettle from Bei Mingshuang's hand, shook his head and looked in disbelief, "How is this possible? This kettle is made of high-quality ceramics. Even if it is
Even if you use a sharp knife to cut it, you won't necessarily get such a smooth cut! Miss Shuang, your hair..." As he said that, Ma Xiaoquan reached out to touch Bei Mingshuang's hair.
"It can't be dangerous." Bei Mingshuang subconsciously took a step back, shook his head and said, "Ma Xiaoquan, don't touch him, otherwise your finger will be bloody."
Ma Xiaoquan retracted his hand angrily, swallowed, and nodded: "Okay, Miss Shuang, can you give me some of your hair?"
Bei Mingshuang's expression was a little complicated, and after a while he said: "When I make my hair tough and scary, my hair becomes invulnerable to water and fire."
"Ah, isn't it? Is it so magical?" Ma Xiaoquan didn't believe it.
Bei Mingshuang smiled and pulled a strand of hair and stretched the tip of her hair to the flame of the candle.
Theoretically speaking, hair will burn very quickly when exposed to an open flame, and the burning hair will emit a smell of burnt fur.
But... Bei Mingshuang's hair was completely intact under the burning of the candle flame. It was neither burned nor smoked.
"Incredible, simply incredible." Ma Xiaoquan shook his head in surprise, and then said distressedly, "Then if I want your hair, isn't it a fantasy?"
Bei Mingshuang smiled slightly and said: "It's not impossible. Hair is bloodthirsty. Well, if you can give some blood, you can cut off one or two hairs when it drinks blood."
"Drinking blood?" Ma Xiaoquan swallowed, "This... Miss Shuang, what is this hair of yours? Are you still drinking blood?"
Bei Mingshuang nodded: "Yes, actually I am also very troubled. When drinking blood, the hair must still be fresh blood, but there is no restriction on human blood or the blood of animals and birds."
Ma Xiaoquan hummed, stretched out his hand and said, "Miss Shuang, in that case, just let your hair drink my blood."
"Ma Xiaoquan, how is that possible? Just kill any chicken or duck."
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head: "That's not necessary." After saying that, Ma Xiaoquan suddenly reached out and grabbed a strand of Bei Mingshuang's hair, and suddenly a sharp tingling sensation spread through his palms throughout his body.
Ma Xiaoquan did not expect such pain. Although his fingers were connected to his heart, the pain completely exceeded his expectations.
To put it into words, it felt like my hand was being sucked. It started with severe pain, and then turned into soreness and numbness.
And after Bei Mingshuang's strand of hair scratched Ma Xiaoquan's palm and started drinking blood, the other hairs on her head flocked to Ma Xiaoquan as if they smelled delicious food.
Bei Mingshuang was startled. Such a situation had never happened before. She pulled back hard, but it was too late.
Bei Mingshuang's hair suddenly began to grow long, and it grew out of control. Ma Xiaoquan was also extremely surprised. He also wanted to pull back, but Bei Mingshuang's hair was growing too fast, and before he made too many moves, his body
It has been tightly wrapped by Bei Mingshuang's hair.
"No, don't..." Bei Mingshuang screamed crazily.
At this moment, a thick breath of flames emitted from Ma Xiaoquan's body, and immediately, a flame sprout rose from the back of Ma Xiaoquan's neck.
Bei Mingshuang's hair, which was still tightly wrapped around Ma Xiaoquan's body, shrank away like a mouse encountering an evil cat the moment the flame breath spread out.