Chapter 1178 (1/2)
The woman in white dress and white trousers raised her face and gazed thoughtfully at the bright moon hanging out of the window. She was quiet and beautiful, just like Chang'e fairy who fell into the mortal world. She was lofty and proud, but she was in the quiet dream, rippling with a touch of sadness and resentment. The smile was not a response to the winter night, but more like thinking of something interesting when thinking alone. She couldn't help smiling.
If it wasn't for her hand hanging under the sofa still pulling the leg of my pants like a prank, even if her existence has been so suspicious, I don't think I would have doubted her relationship with long straight hair and giant woman, not because she was indifferent to everything around her, but because she was not like a woman, she was not even like a person - she was like the wind in a picture on the wall Scenery, beauty is unrealistic.
I'm curious and puzzled. She dresses casually and sits casually. But why do I think she is so elegant and refined?
She did not wear a coat, leaning on one end of the sofa, holding my pants leg of the right hand is naturally drooping, left hand lying across the waist and abdomen, Xin long fingers between a non lit lady's cigarette, the two sleeves of the shirt are high up, this is no longer a lady, more folded legs, the weight of the body are pressed on one right leg, lazy a look.
She did not wear shoes, nor socks, a pair of snow-white feet are very eye-catching. In my cognition, it seems that no girl's feet can be comparable with her except Chuyuan. It is not that others are not beautiful, but there are always one or two kinds of beauty, which are beyond the ultimate perfection. Just like her feet, people even want to forget that they are actually used for walking If I go home from work and push the door into the house, I will probably scold the street angrily if I see any woman or girl beside me, no matter which woman or girl she is sitting beside me, holding a cigarette in her sleeve and holding her bare feet and legs up on the sofa, I may be angry and scold the street, which is ugly but appropriate. This reserved manner, which has forgotten the beauty of Oriental Girl Xing, is really like the wind I can't bear to see someone else who is waiting for Piao's customer, Zhong's selling + meat + Ji + female, who is so indifferent to indulgence and laziness... But she can't, even a little bit of this feeling, even the Yu that makes me feel this way, doesn't even look forward to it. Why? I don't know. The only thing I have no doubt about is that her beauty, her cool and lazy temperament make me afraid and ashamed.
I didn't even have the courage to look at her more - whether it was her face, her legs, her feet, her hands holding cigarettes or tugging at the bottom of my pants.
It's so strange. I can't tell the reason why I have such awe or even fear in my heart. The avoidance of sight is entirely instinctive and groundless intuition - she is very dangerous, more dangerous than straight hair and giant girl!
My intuition, especially my subjective judgment of danger, has always been a tragic criterion. It is precisely this kind of distress that has helped me escape from death several times. But this time, I can't help but doubt my feeling - let alone murderous. If she is so dangerous, how can I not even notice the breath of her existence until I look back at her?
Maybe that's why I think she's dangerous!
Dongxiaoye obviously has the same feeling as me. She didn't bring a gun. After all, she just came to visit the neighbor's house to scare the little girls and to be curious about the dangerous thing. However, she still had the handcuffs. She took it out and hesitated, leaving behind two women who had fallen to the ground for a short time but had proved to be extremely dangerous, She walked straight towards the girl in white. Her pace was quick and light. The girl in white didn't annoy her. She didn't repeat her own problems. She lost her usual strength and was suspected of sneaking attack.
Tiger sister is also like me, in momentum will admit that she lost.
Until the tiger sister close, the woman in white seems to be immersed in her own world, only looking at the moon, not looking at people, but in the winter night when she bent down to handcuff her wrist, because of the inexplicable tension and strained the body, I feel that the pants legs suddenly loose, too late to think and too late to get up, I put my knees to pull out the upper half of my body and cross between the tiger sister and the white dress girl, so as to make the tiger sister She pushed it away, but it was still slow --
”ah --”
at that moment, her attention was focused on the girl in White's right hand, which was about to be locked by handcuffs. She didn't want the cigarette from her left hand to her eyebrow. She closed her eyes instinctively. The right hand of the woman in white suddenly went from bottom to top, carrying a white light, and rowed to dongxiaoye with handcuffs Fortunately, my wrist was blocked by my back in time. I put my hands against my stomach in the winter night. But before I could use my strength, a bare foot of the woman in white kicked from an almost impossible angle and burst into my left armpit. I flew out again like a broken kite.
These women are his + Ma brave beyond the scope that I, such as ordinary people, can understand. Is this a fight? This is killing - the left armpit is one of the most vulnerable parts of the human body. It has no muscle and is close to the heart. I almost thought I would die in such a muddle headed way!
When I finally sat up from the floor with all my strength, the scene in front of me made me feel that I was doomed to die...