MTL - Guide To the HE of the Former Female Supporting Role-Chapter 124

Blue Star has four seasons, and now is the hot summer season.

The sun hanging high in the sky made people dizzy. The soldiers standing guard on the edge of the city wall were drowsy at first, but after seeing the people and snakes exposed to the sun, the sleepiness dissipated without a trace, and they all showed a look of optimism. demeanor.

"This man and snake has been punished again!"

"I don't know what mistake he made again, he just made the princess angry."

"But why didn't the princess punish him with the whip, instead punish him to bask in the sun? Is this considered punishment?"

"Why not? According to my observation, this snake doesn't like to bask in the sun very much."

"Then... Hey, don't say it, don't say it, he's here!"

Lan Che, who was basking in the sun, heard the voice behind him, and turned his neck slightly to look over. His eyes looked a little cold and tired, but there was no killing intent.

The soldiers breathed a sigh of relief, but they didn't dare to continue chewing on the back of Rancher's tongue.

Lan Che turned his head and looked up at the sun, his long eyebrows were frowned, but the disgust in his eyes was no longer so disgusting.

The princess said that she can go back after standing for an hour, and the time is coming soon.

Lan Che was a little lost in thought.

Back to an hour ago, he disobeyed the princess's order for the first time. She told him not to move, but he put his arms around her ankles.

The princess' ankles are really slender, they can be pinched with two fingers, they are light and weightless, and the soles of her feet are not as big as half his palm. Lan Che only thinks they are cute, indescribably cute.

He seemed to be possessed, and couldn't help but bent down, but before he could do anything, a handkerchief with a familiar fragrance covered his face.

The princess withdrew her feet, retracted under her dress, took the feather fan on the table and shook it, and told him to get out and stand as a punishment in a cold voice.

Lan Che had never been so wronged before. After touching him, she refused to let him touch him and told him to get out.

For the first time, Lan Che had the feeling of wanting to run away in front of the princess, wanting to drag the snake's tail and roll on the ground, wanting to smash her dressing cabinet and the soft chair under her.

But these thoughts were all suppressed in his mind when the princess squinted at him, but he was still a little angry and stood there refusing to move.

It wasn't until she heard the princess that she would go out and stand for an hour now, and she would stand for a day if she didn't go out, that Lanche turned around and left reluctantly. Handkerchief, when he walked out of the bedroom, he wrapped it around his wrist clumsily with one hand.

After an hour passed, Lan Che left the sun-exposed place spontaneously and returned to the palace. Because of the princess's order, the maids would not stop him even if they saw him.

When Lan Che entered the bedroom, he saw Jing Zhao arranging flowers.

A crystal vase with transparent water ripples was placed on the table, surrounded by messy flower branches. Jing Zhao was holding a sunflower in his hand, trimming its branches and leaves quite loosely. Lan Che came in without arousing her attention at all. .

The room was quiet, only the sound of scissors cutting off broken branches and leaves. Lancher watched, his tail changed from a straight line to an S shape and then to an O shape, until he saw a champagne-colored tulip falling to the ground.

With a "swish" from the tip of the snake's tail, it circled the flower, lifted it up and stood in front of Jing Zhao. The black snake tail and the golden flowers seemed to be the portrayal of evil and light. Jing Zhao raised his eyes, as if he had finally seen I fell in love with him, and reached out to take the flower.

The white and delicate fingertips are gently twisting the emerald green flower branches, and the sunlight outside the window shines in through the glass window, making the blonde beauty sitting on the soft chair more dazzling than the flowers.

The tip of Rancher's tail dropped slowly, and landed gently under the golden chair.

His eyes were extremely focused, and there was only that careless but overly beautiful figure in his pitch-black pupils.

Jing Zhao's gaze shifted from the flower branch to Lan Che's body, Lan Che's figure paused slightly, subconsciously straightened his body, and listened to the man on the seat: "Give me back the handkerchief."

Lan looked down at the handkerchief, frowned, and covered it with her hands, "No."

Jing Zhao glanced at him quite unexpectedly, raised his eyebrows, "Don't you know the fate of disobeying me?"

Lan Che pursed his lips: "Then you punish me."

He was planning to pinch himself, Jing Zhao rolled his eyes, but he was really pinched, always punishing him, see, now he doesn't take his punishment seriously.

Jing Zhao pursed his lips and turned around, **** the tulip petals in his hand, and said in a contemptuous tone, "What's the point of punishing you all the time, you don't listen to me now, why don't you...let you go to my brother's side, you don't have to Follow me again."

As soon as these words came out, Lan Che's face suddenly became gloomy. He couldn't even maintain the etiquette that he was ordered to abide by. He suddenly approached, stretched out his hand and grabbed Jing Zhao's wrist, and said softly, "Don't drive me away." , I am obedient."

Jing Zhao didn't struggle, but just looked up at him, "Then why didn't you listen to what I just said?"

When Lan Che heard this, his eyes darkened for a moment, he gently let go of Jing Zhao's wrist, looked down at the handkerchief tied around his wrist, and slowly untied it.

She was wearing his things all over her body, but she refused to even give him a handkerchief. She was good or bad.

Jing Zhao took the time to watch the human snake in front of him gently poking the handkerchief with his fingers. Although the movement was slow, the handkerchief itself was tied loosely, so even if Lan Che didn't use much force, the handkerchief would still be tight. loosened up.

Looking at the loose veil, Lan Che curled his long index finger, and his brows were almost tied into a knot.

Jing Zhao propped his chin with his hands, couldn't help smiling when he saw this scene, and didn't want to bully him anymore, so he said, "Okay, if you don't want to take it off, then I'll give you another chance."

Lan Che was instantly attracted by Jing Zhao's words, and looked up at her with hopeful eyes.

Jing Zhao handed the tulips in his hand to him, and raised his chin slightly, "You count the petals, and if you count an odd number, I will return the handkerchief; if you count an even number, the handkerchief will be yours."

When Lan Che heard what Jing Zhao said, he didn't move immediately, but raised his eyes to look at her, then took the flower branch in her hand, and repeated, "The even number is mine."

Jing Zhao nodded, waiting for his next move.

Then I saw Lan Che, reached out and carefully tore off a petal, "Even number." Looking up at her, he tore off another petal, "Even number."

All petals are even.

Jing Zhao was slightly surprised, and after thinking of something, he gave up the plan to argue with him and let him go.

After counting all the petals, Lan Che had hidden joy in his eyes, glanced at Jing Zhao, and then pressed the handkerchief on his wrist to turn around and leave.

He still doesn't want to stay here, he's going to hide the handkerchief.

Jing Zhao watched him turn around, but suddenly stopped him, "Come back."

Lan Che really wanted to pretend he didn't hear it, but remembering what happened just now, he still turned around with his head down, but he put his left hand behind his back to prevent Jing Zhao from seeing it.

"Hand out."

Lan Che's eyes were slightly rounded, as if he was a little surprised, and his mechanical voice spoke a little faster, "You promised to give it to me."

Jing Zhao nodded, "Well, this princess won't go back on what she says, what are you afraid of, stretch out your hand quickly."

Lan Che stretched out his right hand slowly, Jing Zhao patted the back of his hand with a "slap", and said coldly, "The other one."

Lan Che reluctantly stretched out his left hand, keeping his eyes fixed on Jing Zhao.

Jing Zhao reached out and retied the handkerchief, and it became the familiar bowknot style again.

Lan Che looked at the bow on his wrist for a moment, then looked down at his own tail. In fact, his wound had healed, but the bow was still tied there, strange and abrupt.

It was actually uncomfortable for Lan Che to have his tail tied, but the princess liked it, so he didn't think about getting rid of it.

After tying the wrists, Jing Zhao noticed Lan Che's gaze, and then looked at his snake tail. Thinking of something, he said, "Put your tail on the table."

Although he didn't know what Jing Zhao was going to do, Lan Che did it anyway, lifted his snake tail, and put it on the table with a "snap", the slender tail tip hanging on the edge, trembling like a rattlesnake.

Is she going to touch me again? The uncontrollable excitement is transmitted from a certain scale at the tail to the brain, and then back to the tail. The fine white scales on the lower abdomen are like a squirrel probing, and soon there is a strange bump. up, but was not noticed because of the posture.

Jing Zhao untied the bandage on Lan Che's tail. There were red blood stains and black concoction on the bandage. He thought he would see a **** wound, but he didn't expect that the wound had already healed, and even the place where the scales were pulled out regenerated. New scales emerged.

The new scales are obviously lighter in color than the old ones, but they still look extremely sharp.

What a fast healing and growth rate! Jing Zhao couldn't help sighing, and then directly removed the bandage from Lan Che's tail and threw it aside.

Now that the wound has healed, it is just a burden to tie it up, and it will not be of much use.

Although snakes look scary, I have to say that the snake's tail feels very good to the touch, especially every time she reaches out to touch it, the tip of his tail will rise up and shake, which makes Jing Zhao couldn't help but touch it with his fingers curiously. It directly circled the base of the slender tail.

Even the tip is much thicker than ordinary snakes, Jing Zhao's fingers will hold it, how can I describe it? Jing Zhao felt as if he was holding a tender bamboo shoot, which was cold but not slippery, and a little bit harsh.

Jing Zhao pressed the small dot on the tip with his index finger, but before he could feel it carefully, the surrounding vision suddenly went dark.

Lan Che hunched over, leaning on the back of the chair with one hand, and resting the other on the table, as if he could no longer support his body.

His shoulder blades protruded upwards, his chest heaved violently, when he raised his face, his thin lips were slightly parted, and his eyes were scarlet.

The snake tail escaped from Jing Zhao's palm in an instant, and turned into shackles around her wrist. The tail slid down the edge and fell directly on Jing Zhao's knees. Entering, tightly entangled the delicate arms, the thick snake body rolled on the ground, entangled and twisted.

The snake's tail was thick and heavy, and Jing Zhao couldn't help shivering because of the strange coldness between his arms. He stared at the strange posture with an unhappy expression, like the person who locked her in his arms, and shouted in a deep voice, "Get down."

At this time, Lan Che turned a deaf ear, the slender snake letter protruded from his mouth, his narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and he moved his own tail on her lap very slowly, turning it, revealing a thin white scale on the belly of the tail.

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