The appearance of this zelkova pit can be seen to be very finely constructed. The white steam slowly floating in from outside is warm. It is the water vapor from the hot spring behind the house that has intruded into the moist air, which is good for beauty.
, but it is very bad for some books collected in the house. Fortunately, the evil-fighting sect Fu Jiang Shun Σ Pa Lucky Coil paper is temporarily destroyed by waving 19 tilt?
After a while, I saw a woman slowly walking in. Xiao Yue, the waiter who was good at polishing ink, bent over timidly and stood aside with a very respectful attitude. The person who came in was the leader of the anti-evil cult. She was a woman. She was wearing embroidery.
The light-colored patterned turban is paired with a white silk tube top and a foot-length white skirt. The fabrics and silks are all Han fabrics, which are very different from those homespun cloth believers who use local materials. The Hanfu has no buttons, a belt is tied inside, and the turban is worn with
Dressing like a tube top makes her look extremely elegant and unrestrained. In addition, her neck is straight, dignified and elegant, and her tall figure makes her very elegant.
This woman's age was unknown. She had flawlessly white skin and a gorgeous appearance that seemed to be ten or twenty years old. However, the look and temperament on her face looked mature and dignified, without any trace of immaturity.
The attendant standing bent over her was certainly young, and his timid expression suited the girl's youthfulness.
The leader took a special look at Xiaoyue, as if he saw himself many years ago. Maturity does require the accumulation of time, and time changes people too much. However, beauty and temperament are not only achieved by time, they require opportunities and fortune. Years.
In the future, Xiaoyue will probably not be able to become this leader.
Even if she just lives in seclusion in the mountains, she still has status and power among a certain group of people. These things allow her to be pampered, well-maintained, and live a relatively comfortable life. Even if she is a leader in the mountains, I am afraid it will be worse than in the mountains.
It is much better for a wealthy family to be a slave.
The leader's expression was very indifferent, and there seemed to be a hint of a smile between his brows, but it was as if this smile could not hide anything from her, and Xiaoyue, who looked up to her, always felt timid in her heart.
She sat down softly in front of the writing desk, with the Four Treasures of the Study ready in front of her. She sat quietly for a while, then picked up the brush and started writing. Juan's beautiful handwriting complemented her beauty; sometimes you can read people when you read them.
Her writing is full of force, as if she is not a weak person, just like her face. The "leader"'s hair is black, thick and shiny, although her eyebrows can be trimmed thin, they are also black and slender, her eyes are big and bright, and the bridge of her nose is straight.
The lips are slightly thick but the mouth is small. The small mouth makes her look younger and slightly cute.
It's just that the light in her eyes cannot be described as cute. The very shallow smile seems to be charming and scheming. The eyes that are too bright will put pressure on the people around her.
Her tall figure has smooth and delicate lines, and her chest is bulging, which pushes up the corners of her tube top and bra. Her sitting posture is upright. After sitting down, the back of her skirt is tightened, and her buttocks are round and perky. Xiaoyue
Ordinary women will naturally feel ashamed in front of the leader. Their young age is completely unable to make up for the huge gap, and their skin is even more flattering by the leader. Xiaoyue herself has a girl's skin that is relatively thin and tender, but under the leader
The surrounding area suddenly looked sallow and ugly.
Women of whatever status will be jealous, if they have the courage to be jealous of their leader...
After a while, the leader finished writing and put down the pen. She habitually picked up the paper and blew on it twice before putting it down and holding it down with a paperweight. She said softly: "When it dries in a while, you can seal it up and send it out."
When the messenger with the highest status is sent to Sinan Mansion, he only needs to tell him the name of Sinan Mansion, and the messenger will take care of it."
"Yes." Xiaoyue replied hurriedly and respectfully.
The leader stood up and said, "I'll take a nap for a while. After you finish your errands, come in and report back. By the way, make a cup of pear blossom tea, the kind you just sent me."
…
Zhang Ning was detained in a cave near the waterfall. The cave was turned into a room with a bed, a table and stools. Although it was simple, it was clean and comfortable to live in. The rope that tied him was also untied.
, and not long after, even Xu Wenjun was delivered to a place safe and sound. Zhang Ning had the "illusion" of being treated well. When he had dinner, he found that there were three dishes and one soup. It should be more time-consuming and laborious to send food to this mountain.
Such a dinner surprised him. He said to Wenjun: "Isn't this the last supper?"
The person who delivered the food interrupted: "Don't be afraid for now, just eat. If you need anything, just tell the person at the door."
"It's quite boring here. Send me some books." Zhang Ning immediately made a request, which Quan regarded as a test.
Unexpectedly, a few books were delivered to him after the meal. Of course, he had no intention of reading them. He was wondering what was going on... Did the leader really want to raise me like a pig to be a man's pet because he thought I was handsome? Anyway, Zhang
Ning's mood still hasn't improved much. He is always worried about the precarious situation. His fate is in the hands of others, and he has no freedom. It's not easy for anyone.
After eating a full meal, it was getting dark. There was only one bed in the cave. After the simple wooden door was closed, Xu Wenjun suddenly looked embarrassed. He didn't know what he thought of and his face turned red.
Of course, Zhang Ning was not in the mood to do that with Xu Wenjun. He climbed onto the bed without washing his feet and wearing shoes, leaning back and thinking. After a while, he opened his eyes and waved to Wenjun to come over. Xu Wenjun lowered his head and whispered:
"I'll blow out the light first."
When Zhang Ning realized what she meant, she blew out the lamp with a sigh of relief. Then Xu Wenjun groped her way to the bed. Zhang Ning touched her arm in the dark, grabbed it and pulled it.
When he asked her to come closer, Xu Wenjun made a faint sound and leaned over softly. Zhang Ning put her mouth close and said: "Look at this, their guards don't seem to be too strict. We can move around again. It will be later."
Find a way to slip away."
"Yeah." Xu Wenjun quickly stood up straight.
Zhang Ning whispered in her ear again: "Let's find an excuse later to ask the two people at the door to open the door, then knock them unconscious and change clothes. I remember the way here. It's a rare opportunity. Let's try to see if I can escape. If not,
If we succeed, the result won't be much worse than now, the worst we can do is get caught."
Time passed bit by bit, except for the constant sound of water flowing, there was no other sound outside, and the world seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep. Zhang Ning and others did not sleep, so he got up from the bed. Xu Wenjun hurriedly whispered: "One day
I'll deal with one of them first, otherwise the other one will yell, and my boss will have to wait for a while, and then I'll go back and take care of him."
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