Cynical Master of the City

Chapter 1348 Touch Your Hand

However, reality is reality, which will make people immersed in the joy of dreams, give you a blow, and instantly withdraw from the beauty that you don't want to give up.

It was also the moment when Li Miao was about to be next to Sikong Bingxue, Sikong Bingxue actually stole an extremely cold gaze. Hey, it's not because of Sikong Bingxue's ferocity, but because of the look in her eyes, as if she could kill people.

That feeling is enough to instantly kill all perverts. If Li Miao's inner world is not strong enough, I am afraid that he would not dare to approach her any longer.

Why does this woman look like a skilled woman when she smiles, but when she gets cold, she seems to drag her into the cellar abruptly? This feeling is really uncomfortable.

But Li Miao likes this kind of feeling, he believes that the harder it is to get a woman, the more interesting it is, think about the women in the flower street and willow alley, you can get along with them without any effort, but what's the point?

Therefore, Li Miao ignored Sikong Bingxue's daunting expression, and sat down beside her with a deadpan face.

This is my own bed!If you don't even have the courage to sit down, how can you still count on her in the future?Li Miao told himself fiercely, for such a woman, one must show shameless determination!

"Do you know, as long as you get closer to me by one centimeter, your head will be gone." Sikong Bingxue looked at Li Miao coldly. Although she was not angry with his behavior at the moment, her words were enough It says it all.

Hearing this, Li Miao was indeed a little scared. After all, it came from a second-level master of the Holy Spirit. If she really wanted to kill herself, it would be a piece of cake, and she promised that she would die happily, without even responding. What's going on here, I'm already decapitated.

Moreover, Li Miao's heart was indeed a little melancholy. Why did such a beautiful woman, especially when she boasted that she knew how to make meat buns and loves cleanliness, say that she wanted to kill herself in such a short time? How can she turn her face faster than she can turn a book? It's really unreasonable.

"Ahem, I said Bingxue girl, you may be mistaken, I'm sitting on my own bed, it should be legal, right?" Li Miao would never compromise in front of women, let alone give in in front of women, he believed I, the woman beside me, will sooner or later become my partner on the bed.

"I don't care whose bed it is." Unexpectedly, after hearing Li Miao's rebuttal with confidence, Sikong Bingxue would still go her own way.

"However, why did Bingxue girl harm such a lovely person? You must know that he is very pure and kind, especially compared to Sikong Feng." Li Miao didn't hesitate at all, and said directly Very nonsensical words.

After hearing Li Miao's words, although Sikong Bingxue didn't show a smile on his face, the coldness just now disappeared, and it was more like returning to the natural look when he first came in.

It seems that the power of this language is endless, sometimes just a few words can make people let go of their defenses, which means that they have obtained a guarantee for their own safety.

After Sikong Bingxue glanced at Li Miao, she looked forward, and Li Miao was sitting fifteen centimeters away from her, motionless.

Fifteen centimeters is about the width of two palms, but in fact, it seems that the two are very close. It can be said that if Li Miao tilts his head, he can lean on Sikong Bingxue's shoulder.

Of course, Li Miao did not dare to do this now, because the heat was not enough.

With his eyes closed, Li Miao turned his head a few degrees, and then tried his best to sniff the smell of Sikong Bingxue.

It's very light, but very pleasant. Although it doesn't have the smell of rouge and gouache, this light body fragrance gives people a refreshing and refreshing feeling, which I just want people to possess.

"Miss Bingxue, is there a scar on your hand?" Before Sikong Bingxue understood what Li Miao meant, Li Miao's hand touched the back of Sikong Bingxue's hand.

The little hand is very fair, but it does not feel as cold as imagined, but has a trace of warm body temperature that is endlessly memorable. Although this moment is very short, Li Miao has to stop, because Sikong Bingxue is about to kill him up.

"You really don't want to die?" Sikong Bingxue grabbed Li Miao's throat and took advantage of the situation to directly push Li Miao down on the bed.

Originally, Li Miao wanted to take back his hand after touching Sikong Bingxue before she got angry, so that he could find a reason to prevaricate, but he did not expect that Sikong Bingxue's reaction speed was so fast, and he hadn't touched enough. Woolen cloth.

"Ice and snow girl, what are you doing?" Li Miao was suddenly pressed on the bed by Sikong Bingxue. Although this kind of pushing would put his life in danger at any time, he felt that this action made him quite excited, because at this moment To some extent, it has already met the basic principle of a man and a woman, one up and one down, sharing the same bed.

"You know better than me." Sikong Bingxue is indeed a second-level master of the Holy Spirit. From stopping Li Miao to knocking him down, and then strangling Li Miao's throat, Li Miao seemed to be in a dream. subdued.

It seems that no matter how quick Li Miao's reaction is, he can only succeed at the fairy level. Compared with the masters of the holy spirit level, Li Miao is still too immature.

In fact, Li Miao didn't know that if it wasn't because Sikong Chiyou wanted to see him, he would really be dead at this moment. Since Sikong Bingxue was young, no man would have dared to treat him so frivolously, let alone the touch of the skin. I am afraid that the frivolity in words has already been sent to the west.

Therefore, Li Miao took a big deal, not only ate her tofu, but also ensured that he would not have to worry about his life.

"Hey, Miss Bingxue, you misunderstood me." Li Miao pretended to be puzzled, and then pretended to be suddenly enlightened.

"Just call me by my name, you are not qualified to call me Bingxue girl." Sikong Bingxue still tightly strangled Li Miao's throat, making it difficult for Li Miao to even breathe, and it was even more difficult to speak.

Although Li Miao was a little nervous, he had abandoned this feeling long ago. He was not a fool. If Sikong Bingxue wanted to kill him, he would have killed him long ago. There was no need to be so stalemate with him, so Li Miao firmly believed , Sikong Bingxue must be useful to get her own place, so she has some concerns.

"You really misunderstood. I just saw a very small scar on the back of your hand. You also know that we came from the Crane Spirit Sect. In the Crane Spirit Sect, there are many ways to deal with scars. So I was in a professional habit just now, and I just wanted to take a look, but I never thought, you really misunderstood." Li Miao said very sincerely, and even used a very clever excuse to improve his image. .