Fairy: Me!Crazy Dao Heart Seed Demon

Jin Ping'er didn't find it surprising at all, after all, in her previous world, there was only one thing in everyone's hands, so there was nothing surprising about it.

In this light and shadow, the little lady who appeared, wearing a blue and white cheongsam dress, sat quietly on the edge of the bed.

Jin Ping'er sent a message to Lu Zhu'er, the lady who received the guests, her nickname was Jin Ling.

Seeing this, Jin Ping'er almost laughed alone.

Looking at it now, that Jin Ling, the blue and white cheongsam dress she was wearing now, should have been deliberately asked by Qin Lie to change into it.

Why is it so familiar...

That dress was the one she wore when Jin Ping'er met him at the banquet for the first time after she came to the Qin family.

This kid...

Jin Ping'er looked at these and smiled slightly.

Then, I began to brew the sad feelings in my heart.

After a while, her eye sockets became rosy.

After that, he found the sake that had been prepared before from the room, and gulped down several sips.

Looking at the bronze mirror, it seems that the eye sockets are not swollen enough.

She was heartbroken and dripped two drops of sake at the corner of her eyes.

Then a burning and intense pain swayed in the eye sockets, and she hurriedly washed it with clean water.

But at this moment, her eyes were terribly red, and her eye sockets were red and swollen.

Carrying the wine bottle, she quickly left her small yard.

"Your Highness, it's so late, and the crowing will start in an hour or two, why are you still going out?"

Dou Banshan kindly shouted behind him.

"My princess, go find Xian'er for a drink."

She turned her back and didn't dare to show Dou Banshan her eyes now.

If this martial artist saw him, he might have gone to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion where he would have killed him in a fit of anger, which is impossible.

"Your Highness, be careful, the old minister is watching from behind."

"what ever."

Jin Ping'er waved her white sleeve casually, and swayed toward Qin Xian'er's room.

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boom...

Jin Ping'er held the wine bottle, leaned against the edge of Qin Xian'er's room door, and knocked lightly.

In the room, there were some subtle movements.

The dark shadows on the side of the house moved slightly.

After a short period of silence, Qin Xian'er's movement in the room became clearer.

click...

The door opens.

"Ping'er, why are you so...late..."

Qin Xian'er had heard the report from the shadows, and was puzzled why Jin Ping'er came to look for her so late.

But when he opened the door, the Jin Ping'er in front of him didn't look as playful and cute as before.

She had never seen her younger sister Ping'er so haggard.

The original watery eyes were actually bloodshot, red and swollen, and the dry tears could still be seen in the corners of the eyes.

Seeing the wine bottle in her hand again, Qin Xian'er knew that something serious must have happened, and directed the person in the shadow to retreat with her eyes.

He closed the door gently.

At this time, she also noticed that Dou Banshan, who was guarding in the distance, nodded with appreciation in his eyes.

Jin Ping'er swayed in two steps, moved towards the direction of the table, slammed, and lay down on the table, in a daze, she didn't know what she was talking about.

Qin Xian'er was still a little sleepy at this moment, she hurriedly leaned against Jin Ping'er, wrapping her arms around her back.

"Ping'er, what's going on here? Who dares to bully Ping'er in Southern Fanyu?"

Qin Xian'er's hand gently comforted Jin Ping'er's back.

"Brother, Ping'er just feels depressed, it's okay."

Jin Ping'er slightly raised her eyebrows and said.

Then he picked up the wine bottle in his hand and raised his swan neck, taking another sip.

gurgling...

"Bottle, stop drinking."

Qin Xian'er was impatient, she held Jin Ping'er's hand holding the wine bottle with both hands, and easily snatched the wine bottle from her hand.

"Did someone bully Ping'er, or did you remember the past, Ping'er, as long as you open your mouth, Brother Xian'er will help you. Stop drinking and ruining your body."

Qin Xian'er sat back beside Jin Ping'er and said.

After she finished speaking, she put the wine bottle away, otherwise the golden bottle would touch it again.

"No, hehe, everything is fine, it's Ping'er's own problem." Jin Ping'er smiled wryly, and replied melancholy.

"It's just Ping'er, I want to come to brother's place."

"Brother Xian'er, you...wouldn't chase the bottle away, would you?"

Jin Ping'er slightly opened her bloodshot eyes and asked.

"Ping'er, what are you thinking? Of course not."

"But what if, brother, you fell in love with someone else, would you still be so nice to Ping'er? At that time, you should drive Ping'er away..."

Jin Ping'er was sobbing in a vague, bitter voice.

"There's no such possibility, Ping'er. Brother's heart is already full."

Jin Ping'er listened, whether it was in or out of the play, her heart warmed up.

"Brother, you are so nice."

Jin Ping'er's face was red, and she said with a drunken smile.

"Brother, tonight, just pretend that Ping'er has never been here." Jin Ping'er swayed and stood up.

"Bottle..."

Seeing Jin Ping'er standing up, Qin Xian'er was anxious, although there was a voice in her heart, persuading herself to keep Jin Ping'er, but she was suffering from not knowing why Jin Ping'er was like this, so she couldn't get angry.

He could only look at the back of Jin Ping'er intending to leave, and guessed in confusion.

Coincidentally, when Qin Xian'er watched Jin Ping'er pacing to the door.

With a thud, the intoxicated person in front of him went limp and fell to the ground.

"Bottle...!"

Qin Xian'er hurried to run a few steps.

But he saw that Jin Ping'er, who had fallen on the ground, was closing his eyes and gently sleeping soundly.

"Ping'er, is this...dreamwalking?"

Qin Xian'er touched Jin Ping'er's red face with her fingers, and whispered.

Qin Xian'er was in a tizzy, looking at Jin Ping'er who was lying on the ground and had fallen asleep, looking at it, her heart was burning.

But she soon woke up.

Holding Jin Ping'er's body firmly, she gently placed it on her fragrant boudoir bed.

Qin Xian'er was also shy, untied Jin Ping'er's coat, and hung it on the hanger for her.

But at this moment, on the inside of Jin Ping'er's thin cross-breasted underwear, one can clearly see that there is something hidden next to her body, with some edges and corners that do not resemble a human body.

It was not the first time for Qin Xian'er to see Jin Ping'er in only her underwear.

But before, she had never seen anything hidden by Jin Ping'er.

At this time, Qin Xian'er thought of Jin Ping'er's bitter appearance just now, and she already had some calculations in her heart.

Although he was a little hesitant when he stretched out his palm, he thought of knowing Jin Ping'er's distress and solving it.

Qin Xian'er made up her mind, and gently poked her fingers inside the lapel.

Such soft and warm touch made Qin Xian'er's complexion extremely rosy.

At this time, Qin Xian'er held a cloth package with frankincense in his hand.

Gently covering Jin Ping'er with the quilt, Qin Xian'er took the cloth bag and walked to the desk.

Open... a note and a screen wall.

...

"Qin Lie? Brother Qin Lie, why did you go to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion?"

Just look at this piece of paper and record these things, "At a moment's notice, enter the Golden Bell Greenhouse..."

She, Qin Xian'er, didn't believe it at all.

Qin Lie grew up with him, and if he wanted to go to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, he could go there a long time ago.

Why wait until now.

But she activated the screen wall this time...

The details of the battle between Qin Lie and the little lady in the blue and white cheongsam recorded above are clearly recorded.

She, Qin Xian'er, looked at it, and didn't know whether it was shame or anger on her face, so she immediately closed the back screen.

Raising his palm, he subconsciously wanted to smash the stone into pieces.

But this stone wall still belongs to him after all.

She is very clear that this bottle of hers has some powerful contacts of her own, such as the loyal warrior guarding the door.

Before the wedding, it didn't surprise Qin Xian'er to pay attention to and investigate her fiancé.

Just like herself, she also often draws people's attention to Jin Ping'er.

Qin Xian'er lightly buttoned the case, and soon, the shadows surged.

In the dark, a faint sound of air came out.

"Miss, what's your order?"

Qin Xian'er glanced at the boudoir bed, and then handed a note to the shadow.

"Remember, go and verify."

"Yes!"

...

Qin Xian'er wrapped the cloth bag again, and sat back on the side of the bed.

"Ping'er, remember...Brother Qin Lie will break your heart, but brother Xian'er will never."

Xian'er gently lifted Jin Ping'er's lapel underwear, trying not to touch the important parts, and put the cloth bag back to its original position.

Afterwards, she hung up the coat she had put on in a hurry, threw off the quilt, and lay down next to Jin Ping'er's body.

She looked up, blushing, Jin Ping'er's face, and murmured: "Qin Lie loved Xian'er since he was a child, but now he made a mistake and took Ping'er's fault. He will definitely kill him. But Qin Lie is Xian'er's elder brother after all, but Xian'er can't help Ping'er kill him. Ping'er, forget about Qin Lie after this night, Ping'er will take care of you in the future. "

After finishing speaking, Qin Xian'er gently kissed Jin Ping'er's forehead, which was already sound asleep, and entered her dreamland peacefully.

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