The woman in white clothes and white pants raised her face and stared at the bright moon hanging thoughtfully outside the window. She was as quiet and beautiful as Fairy Chang'e who fell into the mortal world, noble and arrogant, but in her quiet thoughts, there was a faint sadness. The chuckle was not a response to Dong Xiaoye, but more like a sudden thought of something interesting when she was thinking alone, and she couldn't help but smile.

If it weren't for her hand hanging down under the sofa and still pulling my trouser legs like a prank, even if her existence was already so suspicious, I don't think I would doubt her relationship with her long straight hair and a giant woman, not because she is indifferent to everything around her, but because she is not like a woman, she is not even like a person - she is like a landscape painted on a wall, beautiful and unrealistic.

I was curious and puzzled. She dressed casually and sat in a casual manner, but why did I think she was so elegant and unrestrained, noble and dignified?

She was not wearing a coat, leaning sideways on one end of the sofa, and her right hand, which was pulling my trouser legs, was naturally drooping, and her left hand was placed horizontally on her waist and abdomen. There was an unlit lady cigarette between her long fingers. The sleeves of the shirt were rolled up high. This was not very ladylike, but she even folded her legs, pressing the weight of her body on one right leg, making her look lazy.

She didn't wear shoes or socks, and her snow-white feet were very eye-catching. In my opinion, it seems that except Chu Yuan, there is no girl's feet that can be compared with her. It's not that others are not beautiful enough, but that there are always one or two kinds of beauty, which transcends the ultimate perfection, just like her feet, which makes people even want to urgently forget that they are actually used for walking...

If I go home from get off work and push the door into the house, I see no matter which woman or girl beside me, like her now, she is sitting without a look, rolling up her sleeves, holding cigarettes, bare feet, and legs, and scented on the sofa, I may curse in anger, and describe it in an ugly but appropriate way. This reserved demeanor that has forgotten the beauty of oriental women is really like a romantic place waiting for the client to call Zhong Seller + meat + prostitute + girl. Such indifferent indulgence and slackness, I will not stand anyone... But she doesn't, even a little bit of this feeling, or even the desire to feel this feeling. Why? I don't know, the only thing I have no doubt is that her beauty and her cold and lazy temperament make me afraid and feel ashamed.

I didn't even have the courage to look at her more—whether it was her face, her legs, her feet, or her hands holding a cigarette or holding my trouser legs.

This is so strange, and I can't tell what the reason for such awe or even fear in my heart is that it is completely instinctive and unfounded intuition - she is very dangerous, more dangerous than straight hair and a giant woman!

My intuition, especially the subjective judgment of danger, has always been tragic precision. It is precisely this tragic that helped me escape from death several times, but this time I couldn't help but doubt my feelings - let alone murderous aura, if she was so dangerous, why didn't I even notice the breath of her existence until I turned around and saw her?

Maybe this is exactly why I think she is dangerous!

Dong Xiaoye obviously had the same feeling as me. She didn't bring a gun. After all, she just came to visit the neighbor's house to visit the door. She was afraid that the little girls would be scared and curious about the dangerous thing. However, she still carried the handcuffs and took them out. She hesitated for a little bit and left behind the two women who had fallen to the ground for a short time and lost their ability to resist. However, she had proved that the dangerous value was extremely high and walked straight towards the woman in white. Dong Xiaoye's steps were fast and light, and the ignorance of the woman in white did not annoy her, and she did not repeat her own questions. She threw away her usual strength and was quite suspicious of sneak attack.

Sister Hu was like me, and admitted in terms of momentum that she lost.

Until Sister Hu approached, the woman in white seemed to be immersed in her own world, only looking at the moon but not the people. But just as Dong Xiaoye bent down to handcuff her wrists, she tightened her body because of inexplicable tension. I felt that my trousers were loosened suddenly. I didn’t have time to think or get up. I exerted my knees and pulled my body over and stretched my body across between Sister Hu and the woman in white, and wanted to push Sister Hu away, but I was still a beat slower-

"ah--"

At that moment, Dong Xiaoye focused on the right hand of the woman in white, which was about to be locked by handcuffs. Unexpectedly, the cigarette in the woman in white was flicked against her eyebrows without any hesitation. She instinctively closed her eyes. The woman in white, who had retracted her right hand suddenly came up from the bottom, carrying a white light, and struck Dong Xiaoye's wrist holding the handcuffs. Fortunately, I blocked it with my back in time, and I pressed my hands against Dong Xiaoye's lower abdomen. But before I could use my strength, the woman in white kicked over from an almost impossible angle and hit my left armpit. I flew out like a kite with broken strings again.

These girls are so fierce that they are beyond the scope that I, like the public, can understand. Is this a fight? This is killing - the left armpit is one of the most fragile parts of a human body. It has no muscles and is close to the heart. I almost thought I would die in a confused way!

When I finally climbed up from the floor with all my strength, the scene in front of me made me feel that I was bound to die...

Sister Tiger, whose straight hair and the giant girl who had failed me in one move, was subdued by the white woman in just a few seconds!

Sister Hu herself looked in disbelief. She knelt in front of me, her back to the woman in white, and her right hand and left ankle were locked by her handcuffs. The woman in white seemed to have never left the sofa under the window. She stepped on Sister Hu's knees with one foot, one leg on her shoulder, her neck clamped, her left hand grabbed her hair, and her right hand was in front of her. She held a silver utility knife in her hand. The thin blade pressed on Sister Hu's nose. It seemed that she could cut off Sister Hu's nose with just a gentle force...

I subconsciously touched my back. Sure enough, the T-shirt was scratched a long hole, which hurt, but I didn't get much blood. I think the wound was not deep, so I was lucky.

"This sister, I have something to say. I can sit down and chat with anything. I have to use a fist and a knife. I have hurt my relationship before I communicate. This is not good, do you think so?" I am seven points soft and three points hard. No matter what the identity of the woman in white has and what purpose it is, Dong Xiaoye's safety is the most priority.

"Chu Nan, Chu Nan..." The woman in white whispered my name twice. As her thin lips opened and closed, she showed a mouthful of neat blue teeth as white as glutinous rice. Her appearance and temperament were very grand, but her voice was unexpectedly like a little woman, pleasant and beautiful, and a girlish tone, which made me unable to even judge her age - Sixteen and Seven? The sound was like; Twenty-seven? The appearance was like; Thirty-seven who had the ability to keep her face and the charm between her eyebrows -

Witch, this word suddenly popped up in my mind, that kind of murderous aura is not murderous, like demonic aura.

The witch smiled elegantly and quietly, but there was still a coldness on her face, especially in her eyes. It seemed that the smile was not her familiar expression, "Are you Chu Nan?"

"It's like a fake one," I pointed at Dong Xiaoye and smiled nervously, "She is my girlfriend, she is a little bit angry, just ignite the fire, what kind of offense you have, you can take care of it. If you think she is really angry, don't be as knowledgeable as her. I blame me. Women are ignorant, it must be that men have not educated at home, right?"

Dong Xiaoye beat the two companions of the white-clothed woman to death and took out handcuffs. But I only said that she was my girlfriend, and did not mention her identity as a policeman. It was not that she hoped that the white-clothed woman would be very stupid and naive and thought that Sister Hu was really just a bad temper, and then let her go with a brainless heart, but that she wanted her to know that I attached great importance to Dong Xiaoye. Dong Xiaoye is a very, very special existence to me. She has the value of threatening me, so that the white-clothed woman would not hurt her easily.

The woman in white asked with a smile: "Do you say that to everyone who wants your life?"

I didn't know whether she was targeting the previous sentence or the next sentence, so I was stunned, "What do you say?"

"If you have something to say, if you have something to sit down and chat, you will hurt your relationship before you communicate. It's not good... Are these words the truth?"

"Absolutely the truth!" I said against my will - let me let go of my wife, if I say something soft to you before I die in your hands, I will be in vain for more than 20 years!

I have confidence in my Ning Temperament, but I don’t let Dong Xiaoye go. I can beat her confidence by fighting alone...

The woman in white lit up her eyes and said with a slight smile: "Okay, sit down and chat, but I'm sitting, you... kneel down."

【ps: Sorry, I'm late today. I really can't update two times. I'm trying to make up for you this day or two. I'm sorry...]
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