Curiosity kills the cat, which is something that the elder often talks about.

But let’s say that cats have nine lives and live.

Tang Jiaren felt that since she came out of the mountain, all signs showed that she was the cat. As the Great Elder said, she was curious. I hope she could have nine lives and live like Diao Diao said.

Tang Jiaren turned around decisively, walked towards Yu Qianqiong, stood directly beside him, bent down, and asked, "Last time, why did you make me faint?"

Yu Qianqiong replied: "If I say that you fainted by yourself, is it credible?"

Tang Jiaren stared at Yu Qianqiong's eyes, looked straight for a while, then smiled and said happily: "Finish!" Suddenly, he took action and pulled off the mask on Yu Qianqiong's face.

At this time, a silver firework bloomed outside the open window, which coated Yu Qianqiong's face with a layer of silver and bright light.

The soft eyebrows, charming eyes, high nose, rosy lips, pointed chin, fair skin, sexy collarbone... Such a face comparable to a stunning woman made Tang Jiaren shudder and she took a sudden step back, then took another step, then stood still, looking at Yu Qianqiong without saying a word.

Yu Qianqiong curled the corners of her lips, stretched out her left hand wearing three finger condoms, picked up a glass of wine, and sent it to her lips to drink.

The lips moisturized by the strong wine seem to be covered with rouge, which is so red that it is tempting, but also so terrifyingly ice.

He put down his wine glass and made a slight bump on the table, breaking the silence of death. He narrowed his shimmering eyes, looking at the beauty as if he was a little drunk, and said, "Are you afraid of me?"

Tang Jiaren nodded.

Yu Qianqiong sneered and said, "I smashed my head and wanted my life, but I don't see you afraid. Now this fear is really a hypocritical element in it." He raised his eyebrows and "Come here."

Tang Jiaren shook her head.

Yu Qianqiong felt angry, and stood up and strode towards Tang Jiaren.

Tang Jiaren shrank back in horror.

Yu Qianqiong held the beauty's wrist in one hand.

Tang Jiaren suddenly took action, slapped Yu Qianqiong on the face, slapped him in the face, slapped him in the whole face.

Tang Jiaren kept moving, and she rushed forward and punched her feet.

Yu Qianqiong might as well be attacked by the beauty successfully, and the corners of his lips were ruptured and a line of blood was leaked.

Tang Jiaren was leaving, but Yu Qianqiong pulled her sleeve.

Tang Jiaren pushed Yu Qianqiong away, pinched his waist with one hand, pointed the other hand at his nose, and cursed angrily: "When I'm afraid of you?! Tell you, I'm not afraid of people or ghosts! Hua Fenmo, your name is really good, I recognize you even if it turns into powder!" He stretched out his hand, pulled Hua Fenmo's collar, raised his hand, and continued to slap him according to his face.

Yu Qianqiong looked at Tang Jiaren and did not dodge. The faint look in her eyes was like a guqin with deep mystery, and she whispered a tremolo when the wind blew.

Tang Jiaren's slap stopped beside Yu Qianqiong's face, looking a little stiff and awkward.

Yu Qianqiong raised her eyebrows and said, "Try it..."

"Ba!" Tang Jiaren gave him decisively.

Yu Qianqiong was slightly stunned.

Tang Jiaren let him go, withdrew her hand, and said, "You let me."

Yu Qianqiong stretched out his pink tongue and licked the blood on the corners of his lips. His tongue was a little longer than that of ordinary people, and he licked some of the blood. He wiped the part that was not licked off with his fingers, put it into his mouth, and swallowed it.

Tang Jiaren said with disgust: "Are you disgusting?! Have you washed your fingers? Do you know if there is dust on your face?"

Yu Qianqiong said: "It's a pity to waste if you don't drink blood."

Tang Jiaren started to argue directly and said, "If you are a woman, you have to drink enough every month!"

Yu Qianqiong's face that looked like a woman had cracks, and the corners of her mouth were twitching a few times, and she was extremely stiff.

Tang Jiaren felt relieved and snorted coldly, and was about to go downstairs.

Yu Qianqiong grabbed the beautiful woman's wrist and said, "I want to leave after hitting her?"

Tang Jiaren turned around angrily and glared: "Do you have to kill someone?"

Yu Qianqiong asked: "Why are you hitting me? What reason do you have to shout for killing me?"

Tang Jiaren laughed smirked, broke away from Yu Qianqiong's hand, pushed his shoulders down, and said, "You pretend to be happy and make me die and die! You pretend to die and get out of here, and continue to harm me! Which one is not worth killing you once?!"

Yu Qianqiong was pushed by Tang Jiaren and hit the table, making a rustling sound.

Yu Qianqiong suddenly took action, grabbed the beautiful woman's collar with both hands, pushed her back directly, and hit the wall, shouting with a fierce look on her face: "What if you pretend to be Tang Buxi? So what if you commit suicide? Did you ever want your life or peel Tang Buxi's skin?!"

Tang Jiaren was dizzy on the back of her head when she was hit by Yu Qianqiong. She also imitated him, grabbed his collar, pushed him back, and hit the wall directly, then shouted: "I'm not dead, I want to thank you?"

Yu Qianqiong began to push Tang Jiaren, who kicked her hind legs tightly, like a bullfighting, and refused to give in.

Yu Qianqiong suddenly exerted force and pushed Tang Jiaren out and retreated directly.

Tang Jiaren jumped up instantly and used her knees to push Yu Qianqiong's chin.

Yu Qianqiong let go of the beauty, stepped back, kicked her feet against the wall, and kicked her backwards.

Tang Jiaren slid to the side and pulled his wide sleeves.

With a click, Yu Qianqiong's sleeve was torn off.

Tang Jiaren threw it away and said, "It's a ragged thing."

Yu Qianqiong made a quick move, stepped on Tang Jiaren's cloak with one foot and pulled off Jiaren's sleeve with the other.

Tang Jiaren's eyes shrank, and she looked at a layer of goosebumps surging on her arms. The anger in her heart was like goosebumps, and tens of thousands of them were rising up.

She hit Yu Qianqiong with a move, like an angry cat, tearing his clothes with her paws and making him shirtless. Then she jumped to the side, clapped her hands, and raised her eyebrows.

Yu Qianqiong was about to move, and Tang Jiaren lifted the fallen sleeve upwards, immediately raised her hand to stop it, and said, "Hua Fenmo, if you do it again, you will be a stinking hooligan! A thief! A shameless person! I will write something, and I will scold you all over the world!"

Yu Qianqiong picked up the broken clothes and could only wear half of them on her body, saying, "It is rare for a shameless woman like you."

Tang Jiaren said: "Scarcity is precious, and if you are praised, you will never see it!" He turned around and was about to leave.

Yu Qianqiong touched the three blood marks on her face and said coldly: "Apology."

Tang Jiaren paused slightly, turned her head, looked at Yu Qianqiong, and asked, "Aren't you beaten up by me?"

Yu Qianqiong walked towards Tang Jiaren and said, "Who do you think I am?"

Tang Jiaren looked at Yu Qianqiong and said, "I want to treat you as a human being, right? OK? Is that OK?"

Yu Qianqiong stood in front of Tang Jiaren, stared into her eyes, and said, "I am Yu Qianqiong."

Yu Qianqiong's eyes were so serious that Tang Jiaren suspected that she had recognized the wrong person. This suspicion was only a moment. Tang Jiaren became convinced again and said sarcastically: "I am your real sister."

Yu Qianqiong suddenly made a move, pinched Tang Jiaren's neck, stared at her eyes, and repeated gloomy and solemnly: "I am Yu Qianqiong."

Tang Jiaren was pinched and couldn't breathe, her face turned red, and she hurriedly took out a dagger and pressed it against Yu Qianqiong's neck.

Yu Qianqiong let go of Tang Jiaren and took a step back.

After taking a breath, Tang Jiaren cursed, "I'm sick! Who are you and me? What's wrong with me? What's your name? If you do it again, you will break your claws!" She raised her dagger and looked threatening. After all, she still felt that seeing was true. The person in front of her was obviously Hua Fanmo.

Yu Qianqiong sneered at Tang Jiaren and said, "You said Hua Fanmo pretended to be Tang Buxi and lured you to commit suicide. Why didn't you die? Is it because you are not loyal to Tang Buxi, or are you just pretending to be hypocritical?"

Tang Jiaren was slightly stunned and said, "Why am I not dead? You have shot me into a crack."

Yu Qianqiong said: "Since Hua Fenmo did not let you commit suicide, why do you hate him for not dying? Shouldn't you thank the gods when you see this face again?"

Tang Jiaren said with a slight tongue: "How kind do I have to be to thank the gods for his immortality?"

A trace of pain and anger was mixed in Yu Qianqiong's eyes. He looked cold and smiled gloomy: "He had the chance to survive, but in order to save you, he gave you the only crack in his dwelling. You are not only unhappy, but also gloat about his death?!"

Tang Jiaren's mouth twitched and said, "He designed us, and I want me to be grateful?" Unconsciously, Tang Jiaren changed her mouth and also called Hua Fenmo him.

Yu Qianqiong said: "It was you who stabbed Qiu Yuebai; it was you who jumped off the cliff. Not only did he not force you, he also saved you. This is the fact!"

Tang Jiaren directly retorted: "Since you said that, I can only say that jumping off the cliff is my own business! Did I beg him to save it? This is his own business!" Having said that, Tang Jiaren knew in her heart that this was a confusing account.

Yu Qianqiong cursed: "Wolf-hearted and dog-hearted! Ah sneeze!"

Tang Jiaren replied: "Dogs take rats and meddle in other people's business! Ah sneeze!"

The two of them stopped talking, and just Ah Ye, she immediately started fighting. The fight was so lively.

After finally stopping sneezing, Tang Jiaren asked: "You said you are not Hua Fanmo, who are you?"

Yu Qianqiong asked back: "Can't you guess?"

Tang Jiaren hit the nail on the head: "Twin brothers?"

Yu Qianqiong did not answer, which was the default.

Tang Jiaren felt uncomfortable in an instant. She was angry and angry when she knew Hua Fanmo was alive; she felt sad when she knew that he was buried under the black cliff. Of course, this sadness cannot be too cheap, she still had to test the truth.

Tang Jiaren said: "Let me look at your left hand, and I will believe you."

Yu Qianqiong did not hesitate, took off his finger condom one by one, from the middle finger to the ring finger, and then to the tail finger, and then stretched out his entire hand to let Tang Jiaren look carefully.
Chapter completed!