After being exiled, I became a star boss

Chapter 11
"I'm afraid of dying, but I'm even more afraid of losing face!"

一
noon.

The sky was clear, and the sun was shining on the towering vermilion walls of the mansion, covered with crystal white snow.

Yun Qi had already sneaked in from the backyard over the wall.

After landing, in order to avoid disturbing the young man and woman in the house, she slowly moved along the corner of the wall and along the rockery and bushes.

The wintersweet flowers beside the rockery in the garden are in full bloom, and the snowy air is filled with the fragrance of plums.

The courtyard is lonely, no one can be seen or heard, it seems that this is just a lonely place, and there is a lonely woman living there.

Following the sound of the piano, she quietly came outside the hostess' boudoir.

In the empty courtyard, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped.

Yun Qi sneaked under the window eaves, held his breath, pricked up his ears, and listened curiously to the movement in the house.

But she soon understood what was going on inside.

When a man and a woman are alone in a room, you don't need to look to know what will happen!

The sun shines on people in winter, which makes people feel particularly warm, but they definitely don't feel hot.

But at this moment Yun Qi felt very hot, terribly hot.

People who do some things will feel very happy, but people who see them will definitely feel pain. If the person who sees doesn't feel it, then he or she is probably a robot with no desires or desires.

Yun Qi is not a robot, she even has a far sharper mind, judgment, and sense of surroundings than humans.

However, for some aspects of human life, she is still just a girl who has just begun to love.

At the beginning, she just lay down on the window sill curiously, poked a hole in the window paper, and through that small hole, like watching a play, she secretly studied what was going on inside.

Later, she felt that it was boring to just watch but not do that kind of thing, as if there was a table full of people in front of her, and she could only watch but not eat.

So she turned around and walked alone in the snow-covered garden. It is also wonderful to enjoy plum blossoms in winter.

two

Twilight was gradually rising, and the blood-red afterglow of the setting sun was shining on the corridor outside the wing room, making the few thin and long ice skates hanging from the eaves shine brightly.

In the evening wind in winter, it is full of the fragrance of winter plums, which makes people feel comfortable.

Liu Heita finally woke up and stretched his waist.

The beauty also woke up, sticking to his furry chest, the blush after orgasm appeared on her fair and round face.

The two snuggled up on the bed, talking about love, and once again tendered, Liu Heita got up.

Under the gentle service of the beauty, he felt comfortable all over, and he had already put aside the strange things that happened in the morning.

Now he can't wait to return to the commander-in-chief's mansion, thinking that Prince Li Jiancheng is about to become the ghost under his sword, he seems to have been beaten with chicken blood, and his whole body is full of energy.

He has already changed into a black brocade robe, the fabric is the most top-grade Lingling from the south of the Yangtze River, and the robe is densely embroidered with dragon patterns with gold and silver thread. .

This is more than that, with a snake tied around his waist, a purple gold and white jade crown in his hair, and light cloud shoes on his feet.

People rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles. The bumpkins who once wandered in the countryside now look like emperors.

Liu Heitai had dinner with the beauty, bid farewell to each other, then walked out of the wing room with high strides, stepped on the stone steps, and habitually looked around.

The setting sun dyed the sky a majestic purple.

In the twilight, the plum trees by the veranda of the garden stand majestically, with vigorous branches and snow condensed on them, like yaozhu jade sticks.

The white snow is dotted with slender and delicate pink plums, some are budding, and some are blooming brilliantly.

A little girl was wearing a snow-white dress, with her chin resting on her right hand, staring up blankly, curled up under the plum tree motionless as if she had fallen into a trance.

Her slender body curled up in the white snow looked both pitiful and lovely.

The color of the snow reflected Mei Yun, making the little girl's skin more beautiful than the snow, and her beautiful appearance.

Liu Heikai took a closer look, and found that this picturesque little girl was the one she met in the morning.

At a glance, his whole body was like thunder passing through him, and he was immediately stunned.

But in the morning, that one was the clerk in the wine shop, dressed like a country girl, but this one was like a fairy in the snow, pure and not disturbing the mortal world.

But why is she here again? !
Maybe this "she" is not that "her"?
It's just that the face looks similar?
But his intuition faintly told him that he saw a ghost today.

He was nailed to the stone steps, he couldn't move his legs, his body was as stiff and cold as ice skates, and he stared at the weird little girl closely.

Just standing there motionless, for a moment, a gust of snow wind blows gently, and the goose-yellow plum blossoms leave the branches, the flowers flutter and dance, and the plum fragrance floats.

He woke up suddenly, walked over, and said to the little girl curled up under the tree: "Although the plum blossoms are beautiful, this is not the place to appreciate plum blossoms."

The little girl was still staring at the night sky and the plum blossoms in the twilight without moving, with an indescribably deep expression on her face, which was totally out of proportion to her age.

——It’s inconvenient to be on the side of the road in the morning, now it’s just me and this weird little girl here, manly man, I’m still afraid of her? !

Thinking to himself, Liu Heikai couldn't help but walked under the tree, patted her on the shoulder, and said hello, "Hey, little girl, what are you doing here?"

The little girl finally had a reaction, she turned her head, looked at him with big eyes, suddenly smiled, narrowly, and said, "I'm waiting for you."

Liu Heitai also looked at her—wearing a snow-white dress, a silver fox cape, a fluffy hat, and a delicate and slender melon-seeded face. In the snowy twilight, her dark eyes were extremely bright, There was a strange light flashing.

Liu Heita was inexplicably curious about this weird little girl.

He sat down beside her and said with a smile, "Wait for me, what are you waiting for me to do?"

The little girl said lightly: "Waiting for your life."

Liu Heikai stared at this soft and tender girl with wide eyes, his right hand reached to his waist, he held the handle of the knife tightly, and his calloused thumb gently rubbed the animal pattern on the mouth.

With his lightning-fast drawing speed, he could kill the little girl at any time.

The little girl didn't move at all, she still opened her big eyes, looking at him with sincerity.

"You? Wait for my life?" Liu Heitai laughed loudly. He had killed many, many people, and planned to kill more people. Now suddenly a little girl dared to say to him , Wanting his life, this is really the funniest thing in the world.

He laughed loudly, but the little girl just watched him quietly, with pity in her eyes, he wondered secretly, and finally stopped, saying: "How to wait?"

"Play chess."

"What chess?"

"Go."

"There is no Go here."

"I have."

Liu Heikai looked around, the little girl was empty-handed, and asked in surprise, "Where is it?"

But the little girl was not in a hurry, and said slowly: "I'm afraid that you will backtrack, and you will be foolish if you lose."

Liu Heitai thought to himself that this little girl is so young, but she is overconfident, and there must be something wrong with her brain.

He rolled his eyes, and said with a sneer: "A gentleman says, it's hard to catch up with four horses. Lao Liu plays chess with you. If you lose this life, you can arrange it. You will never regret it. If you lose, you can't be foolish."

The little girl smiled, her eyebrows and eyes were smiling, and she smiled extremely cutely.

But Liu Heitai was terrified when he saw it, and reiterated again: "If you lose, your life will belong to me, and you are not allowed to play tricks!"

The twilight is getting thicker, and the last ray of the setting sun has disappeared in the snowy sky.

The sparse star has risen, and a crescent-like crescent moon hangs on the top of the plum tree.

The moonlight shone faintly on the Plum Garden, under the moonlight, a Go board suddenly appeared.

The chessboard is like a flower in the mist and a moon in the water, hanging in mid-air like a dream, within reach.

Liu Heita suddenly felt that "waiting for your life" was by no means a joke, nor was it a brazen boast.

He sat stiffly on the ground, the winter night wind was filled with the chill of ice and snow, but he couldn't feel the cold, and his heart suddenly beat very fast.

"Bai Xian," he said in a deep voice, "I'll make your third son."

The little girl said sweetly: "You are betting on your life, let my third son, are you not afraid of dying?"

Liu Heita suddenly laughed, and said, "I'm afraid of dying, but I'm even more afraid of losing face!"

(End of this chapter)