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Chapter Directory 421 Chapter 15 Trouble
    Chinese Name: 猎者天下  Author: 那时烟花(Nà shí yānhuā, Fireworks of Then)
    Original: www.qidian.com | Translation: NineTalesFox.com

Charge section (12 o'clock)

     Chapter 15 Trouble

     Chapter 15 Trouble

     The breeze blew, making the leaves rustle.

     Ye Ci raised her eyebrows while looking at Fleeting Time. She wanted to experiment with the patience of Fleeting Time, or how long can the two arms be raised? So she sat on the tree with peace of mind, and looked at the man serenely. And this man is obviously more patient than she thought. He is like a sculpture, standing there with a faint smile on his face, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows are full of indulgence. He is not impatient or impatient. Do not urge Ye Ci, nor do you have any dissatisfaction with Ye Ci’s current procrastination, as if all of this now is as it should be by rights.

     I don't know how long it took, Ye Ci suddenly lost her breath. She said to Fleeting Time, "Hey, aren't your hands sour?"

     "Sour." Fleeting Time answered honestly, but it didn't seem to care that much. It seemed that the answer was just an answer.

     "Then why don't you put your hand down and do you hold it there?" Ye Ci was a little bit angry. This man is really annoying. Why do you have to challenge your patience again and again? Didn't he know that he was notoriously patient and bad-hearted. Isn't he afraid that he would sit in the tree forever?"Wait for you." Fleeting Time's eyes burned, as if they were dazzling stars, so bright that people couldn't take their eyes off.

     Ye Ci squirmed the corners of his mouth, snorted, raised his chin quite proudly, and said, "Then you just lift it, I don't want to go down."

     "Okay." For Ye Ci's little temper, Fleeting Time didn't look angry at all, and answered readily following good advice. People who don't know would really think this man is a good-tempered guy. But, is Fleeting Time a good-tempered person? Probably not.

     "Hey, don't think that I will jump down like this, I won't do such disgusting things." Ye Ci stood in a stalemate for a while, lowered his eyelids and saw Fleeting Time still standing there in the same posture, not only did not A trace of impatience, the smile in his eyes became stronger, and the curvature of his lips became higher. It seemed that he was already holding the winning ticket, and Ye Ci baffling was angry. She stretched out a finger and pointed at Fleeting Time’s open arms and snorted: “This kind of TV shows too many bad sections in the novels in the movies, so I don’t want to follow them. I jump higher than this. I'll be fine if I go down, I, I don't want you to continue, you quickly get out of the way.Fleeting Time still smiled. He was not angry at Ye Ci's sudden and baffling temper. He just sighed and said to Ye Ci who was still sitting on the branch, "Little childe, now I can't follow you." , My hand is stiff and it seems to be unable to move. Come and help me see it."

     Ye Ci stared at Fleeting Time with a smiling sigh, and she didn't believe this guy's rhetoric. See how he can't move? Ye Ci bit her lip and looked at the open arms again. It was inexplicable, warm in her heart, and soft as if she was not herself. She mumbled for a long time: "I, I just look at your hand for you." After that, she looked around and made sure that no one was looking here, then closed her eyes and took a severely inhalation. A jump from the branch fell into the open arm.

     When the thin body fell into his arms, Fleeting Time's open arms suddenly clasped, he buried his face in the long silver hair, and took a deep breath. The scent of green grass mixed with the temperature of the sun kept digging into his nose, so comfortable that Fleeting Time almost sighed. His arms passed under Ye Ci's armpits, one holding her shoulders and the other holding her waist tightly, so that her head and neck were clasped on his shoulders, an indescribable satisfaction Filled his heart.Ye Ci clung to Fleeting Time's arms tightly. She was a little embarrassed, alas, what a mentally retarded and idiotic move, she did it anyway, really, no one saw it. If anyone sees her, her first name... She is like a heavenly steed, soaring across the skies indulge in flights of fancy, suddenly the more and more clear heartbeat is constantly filled with her estimation. She could clearly feel that the powerful heart of Fleeting Time was beating continuously, one after another, one after another, it was strange that she was a little silly to hear it.

     Two hot lips pressed against her neck, with a little dampness, burning like fire. Ye Ci felt a little itchy, she shrank her shoulders, but let Fleting Time press the kiss tighter. She raised her head and tried to push him away, but his lips were printed on her collarbone. Ye Ci swallowed, her voice soft as melted ice cream, and she sighed: "Fleeting Time, don't be like this."

     There seemed to be something clamoring in the veins, wild and rushing, and seemed to be gushing out soon. Ye Ci’s soft voice came into Fleting Time’s ears like a bug, and he couldn’t help sighing. He was a little unwilling to hold her tighter. Can this world follow one’s heart’s desires. He sighed against her ear: "Oh..."This sigh was a thousand times, and Ye Ci felt his body softened. She tilted her head and leaned on Fleeting Time's shoulders, and the sunlight hit them through the leaves, warm and comfortable. She squinted her eyes, let go of her body, just looked at the distance, and then said for a long time: "Fleeting Time, you have so many bones."

     Fleeting Time laughed lowly: "From a scientific point of view, we two have the same bones."

     Ye Ci also felt that her words were a bit silly, and she laughed lowly: "You are really annoying."

     "is it?"

     "Yes."

     "is it?"

     "Yes."

     "is it?"

     "Yes."

     ...

     I don't know how long this kind of nutritious conversation has been repeated. Finally, neither of them can bear it, and they laughed like this.

     The weather is really good, both in and out of the game.

     After dinner, Zuo Xiaolan and Ye Nantian went downstairs for a walk. Ye Ci and Bai Mo abandoned Tan Polang and went downstairs for a stroll. Tan Polang is left alone, standing on the balcony full of face, why do you need the smallest dishwashing? Why the smallest housekeeper? Does he want to go out too? He also doesn't want to stay in the game warehouse every day...However, despite this, Tan Polang honestly completed today’s Dishwashing Quest, and then he looked up at the dart board hanging in the living room. There were three darts on the board, two of which were inserted in the "rest". Gerry, one is inserted in the "Housework Package", and he weeps even more. This is for Mao. Why is he so unlucky? Today, he actually inserted a few darts in the whole wave of housework, while Ye Ci and Bai Mo were in the rest. He felt that his proposed method of using a dart board to determine what household chores the three people should do was a gravely mistaken, and he must find an opportunity to correct it.

     Just when Tan Polang was so upset, his phone rang in a timely manner, he wiped his hand clean, and picked it up. Absalom called, which is really rare. You know, I usually have a lot of contact with myself by singing and singing and Fleeting Time, and Absalom seldom contacts him by phone, at most they leave messages in the forum. What is the northwest wind blowing today?

     Absalom called and there was nothing special. First, he congratulated Tan Polang on what he had recommended, and then greeted him about his recent life. After the two talked about this and that for a long time, Tan Polang sighed and said clearly: "guild leader, just talk about it if you have any problems, don't go around, I have to wash the dishes."Regarding Tan Polang's dishwashing issue, Absalom said that good men should share housework for their families but not to mention for purpose, and continue to make detours. Tan Polang finally couldn't stand the guild leader who had a lot of words. He sighed, "guild leader, if you are okay, I will hang up. The phone bill is quite expensive.

     Absalom was silent for a while before saying: "It seems that I will pay the phone bill again."

     "I'm not saving for you?" Tan Polang smiled happily: "Don't go around, everyone is brothers. What can't be said, just say something."

     Absalom paused for a while before saying, "Then I won't go around too much, Polang, has Fleeting Time returned from you?"

     "Huh?" Tan Polang was taken aback by Absalom's statement, wondering in his heart, did Brother Fleeting Time not tell Absalom of his whereabouts. So should he say it? Let's talk, it's not very good, let's not talk, it seems not too good. After hesitating for a while, he finally changed the topic: "guild leader, what do you suddenly ask for?"Absalom pressed his temple, listening to Mo Ling's cry from downstairs, almost collapsed. The most terrifying thing in this world is not a person who is not afraid of death, but a shameless person. Neither he nor Sour Apple are cheeky people, so there is really no good way for people like Mo Ling who are entangled. The hard ones have come, and the soft ones have come, but Mo Ling still resolutely refused to let go of these two stances without finding Fleeting Time, and Absalom was about to collapse. Recently, I didn't know the news that Mo Ling received from Fleeting Time had returned to China, so she looked for him everywhere, but couldn't find it, so her husband and wife were once again in trouble.

     In the face of Mo Ling, who is not to overlook, nor spare, Absalom had a big temper in front of her this time, and even said the words to sever the relationship. The result was that Mo Ling was almost crying. Absalom was so annoyed that there was really no way he could do it. He only felt that his heart was very angry. It was clearly a matter of Fleeting Time, why did it become his own trouble in the end. What made him even more annoying was that this guy went to see Gongzi You coolly and disappeared since then. Can't he take Mo Ling's troubles and then go to be cool?

     Mo Ling's cries were intermittent downstairs, making Absalom impetuous. He sighed at Tan Polang on the other side of the phone: "Trouble."