Self-help Strategies for a Femme Fatale

When Liu Yin woke up from the darkness, he found himself in front of a small wooden house.

The wooden house was built next to the river, and the surface of the river was enveloped by a misty mist, which spread out, and the smoke filled the room with a dusty fairy air.

There is an old plum tree planted on the left side of the wooden house, on which plum blossoms are in full bloom, and the cold plum fragrance is permeating, refreshing.

The scenery in this place is beautiful, quiet and quiet enough, but it is a bit lacking in fun for Liuyin who is on vacation.

[Liu Yin: Is this the vacation you carefully arranged for me? ]

321 looked at the left and right, hesitated for a long time with a guilty conscience.

[321: This is mainly because time is a bit tight, and I haven't had time to find it. In fact, it's not bad here. There are flowers and grasses and no one. It's a clean place just for the owner to stay away from the hustle and bustle of the world and experience the peace of mind. During this time, the host can enjoy it, don't miss others too much. ]

Liu Yin indifferently watched 321, after making a bunch of excuses, hurriedly left with a guilty conscience.

321 escaped so fast that it disappeared before Liu Yin left any information about the world.

This place is strange.

Liuyin frowned, looked at the overly coquettish plum blossoms, and planned to come closer.

When my heart moved, I didn't even take any steps, and just floated over.

With the wind?

Why is it floating?

Liuyin suddenly had an unknown premonition. She changed her direction and floated into the cabin.

The light gauze soft tent, the fragrance is blowing.

Liuyin lightly landed in front of the vanity mirror.

What was reflected on the mirror was the scene in the room, without her shadow at all.

Liu Yin raised her eyebrows and saw that there was a hand-held copper mirror studded with rubies. She picked it up and took a photo. Then she could see her current appearance clearly.

The face of hibiscus, the eyebrows of willow leaves, the nose of Qiong curled up, and the lips are bloody, especially the charming and charming style of those beautiful eyes.

The red gauze as thin as a cicada's wings gently wraps the graceful body, revealing a seductive white greasy, icy skin on the chest, glowing with a kind of icy paleness, as if molded from thousand-year-old ice, A cold air lingered all over.

Liu Yin stretched out her slender fingers to evoke a strand of hair, which was wrapped around her fingertips.

Looking at the bronze mirror for a long time.

He sighed softly.

Did she become a lonely ghost?

No wonder 321 ran so fast.

It's really itchy.

Liu Yin squinted his eyes, and the arc at the end of his eyes inadvertently revealed a charming charm.

Just as Liuyin was thinking about squeezing the 321 into a round shape, the cabin suddenly shook violently.

Liu Yin was also restrained by a force, and slammed to the ground.

Without the pain that he had imagined, Liu Yin supported the ground with both hands and raised his head.

This raised his head completely changed the new world, and Liu Yin couldn't help but stare at the scene in front of him.

There are constant cries on the street, and on both sides are rows of shops of various colors, with people coming and going, and it is very lively.

The voices of men and women, the crackling of the oil pan in the nearby shop, the rumbling of carts and horses... all kinds of voices burst into the ears.

There is also the scent of food, the scent of powdery powder from the woman passing by.

The worldly breath came on his face.

Liuyin hadn't figured out how he got to this lively street all at once.

Standing in the center of this street, countless people passed through her body, and no one noticed her existence.

Looking up at the sun hanging high above his head, Liu Yin touched his still cold skin without noticing any discomfort.

Now ghosts can walk under the big sun?

No way.

But she was obviously fine.

Perhaps she is particularly powerful?

Liuyin found an acceptable explanation, and no longer struggled.

After all, it is a good thing for Liuyin to move freely during the day and night, without restriction and restriction.

Liuyin suddenly felt that this state was quite fun, maybe this time would not be too boring.

From a distance, I smelled a strong aroma of wine in the air.

Liuyin was about to float away.

But it didn't float a few meters away, the inexplicable force came again, pulling her back directly.

When that power disappeared, Liu Yin had been taken to another strange place.

"The son of forgiveness! The son of forgiveness!" This is the son's favorite piece of jade pendant, and it was almost broken by him.

"It's okay."

Clear and bright like the sound of spring water flowing slowly.

This is the first time Liuyin has seen Gu Lanqing. He was sitting by the window, the sun shining all over him, and his whole body was covered with a light golden halo.

Junxiu's eyebrows drooped, and her white and slender fingers pinched a piece of suet made of white jade.

The slightly upward curvature of his lips contained a lazy, calm smile.

The gentle wind blew up his wide sleeves, as if wrapped in the brightness of a whole spring day.

There seemed to be an extremely elegant smell in the air, Liu Yin sniffed it lightly, and the quiet and elegant smell instantly penetrated from his nose into his lungs, and the comfortable Liu Yin couldn't help groaning/groaning, like Lazily soaking in the hot spring in the cold winter is just as comfortable.

Liuyin smelled it again, and finally realized that the smell was coming from the person in front of the window.

What spice did he make?

A man has lived so delicately.

Liu Yin floated in front of Gu Lanqing and happened to meet his eyes. At that moment, Liu Yin took a breath, almost thinking that he had seen himself.

Upon closer inspection, those clear eyes were without waves, and there was no surprise or fluctuation at seeing her. Then Liu Yin knew that he was thinking too much. Who made his eyes too clear, like It seems to reflect her.

Liuyin looked up and down on his body several times, even in his sleeve, there was no sachet at all.

Liuyin didn't give up, bending down his slender waist, leaning against his snow-white neck, shrugging his little nose, smelling and smelling.

This puppy-like action was indeed a bit wretched. When Liu Yin reacted, he straightened up and concealed a general cough, and gathered his long hair.

Fortunately, no one saw her, otherwise she might still think of her.

When she fell into the Yellow River, she couldn't clean it.

You must know that she is a ghost, she is also a good ghost with moral integrity, and definitely not one of those unscrupulous ghosts!

Liu Yin affirmed himself, and a faint regret came into his heart. It turned out that the scent came from himself, not a spice at all.

Ah, I really want to make him a spice to wear next to my body.

Liuyin was shocked by this evil thought that suddenly appeared, and immediately floated out four or five meters away, in case one couldn't control it and did something strange.