Chapter 1

"Grandma's legs. I'll just go through it. What's the matter with hanging it on a tree?"

Jin Xiaoxiao expresses very helpless to this.

Yes, she did, but this... Ah no, the posture... Why is it so strange?

Half of her body was hanging in the air, her left hand clutching the branch of the tree, her right hand clutching the belt, her left leg hanging on the top of the tree, a big living person hanging on her right leg, and she was still pulling her trouser leg.

perseverance prevails.

But Jin Xiaoxiao has persisted for more than ten minutes, but he is still hanging here.

Heart a little bitter, nose a little sour - blue thin, mushrooms.

Jin Xiaoxiao glanced at the man holding his trouser legs and yelled: "uncle, if you pull us again, we will both fall down. Why don't you sacrifice for a while?"

No response.

That's agreement!

At least Jin Xiaoxiao thinks so.

She pushed her legs, but the man didn't move. On the contrary, the waistband was a little loose.

"Uncle, I beg you not to..."

"Kaka..."

Before Jin Xiaoxiao finished her words, a crisp sound suddenly came into her ear. She raised her eyes and took a look. Suddenly, she was in a cold sweat. The top of the tree cracked, and she couldn't help them.

Heaven, earth, who can help me.

God finally gave us a chance to be reborn. Is it necessary to

Jin Xiaoxiao, the bad luck of the past life, the bad luck of this life.

In her previous life, Jin Xiaoxiao inherited the traditional virtues of China for five thousand years. She was civilized, polite, respected the old and loved the young, and knowledgeable. Unfortunately, God loved to joke with her, which made her extremely unlucky.

This is not because the hotel kitchen fire, as the assistant of the executive chef's assistant Jin Xiaoxiao, has become the only victim.

But who knows, God joked with her again, and let her go through the same name and surname of "broom star" more than 1000 years ago.

Jin Xiaoxiao, when she was born, the elder Jin once asked Mr. Yin Yang in the village to criticize her. He said that she was a typical "broom star" brother and mother.

As soon as Mr. Yin and Yang criticized the eight characters, something happened to the Jin family. Jin's little brother fell down and broke his neck when climbing a tree. The joy of his daughter's birth was immediately covered by the pain of her son's death.

After two years, the mother had a baby again, but when she gave birth, she suffered a blood collapse, and died with the newborn boy.

At this point, King believed Mr. Yin and Yang's words and sent Jin Xiaoxiao to his grandfather's home a hundred miles away.

It's 13 years in a flash.

When he came back to his home, the elder king married the widow Qian from the next village and gave birth to two children.

The so-called "depend on the mountain to eat the mountain, depend on the sea to eat the sea" can't stand it. Jin Xiaoxiao's village is full of food, but he has eaten down a big mountain. Looking at the bare mountain, he really can't find a wild vegetable. His stepmother tricked her into coming to the top of the mountain and kicked her down.

Approaching, Qian did not forget to spit at the foot of the mountain: "broom star, waste of food."

She survived and hung on the tree, but she was naturally afraid of heights. After shaking for a long time, she scared herself to death, which is cheaper than today's Jin Xiao.

"Hoo... Scared the baby to death."

Jin Xiaoxiao even took a few breaths, but he still couldn't help vomiting.

She raised her eyes to see, just know, layers of branches saved her life. She followed her own chest, and this mouth was relieved.

"Why?"

That Uncle

Jin Xiaoxiao inch by inch moved in the past, gently kicked a foot, called a shivering: "Hello, uncle, are you still alive?"

She frowned at the motionless man.

Jin Xiaoxiao quietly reached out and lifted the man's scattered hair.

The color of her eyes suddenly brightened. The man had a beautiful face, which made Jin Xiaoxiao unable to open her eyes. She shook her head helplessly and sighed: "Alas! It's the envy of heaven. "

"Cough..."

He didn't die!

Jin Xiaoxiao stares at the man: "are you... Are you a person or a ghost?"

"Water..."

In this case, it seems a little difficult to drink water. Jin Xiaoxiao took a look around and saw a "Scene" where water drips through stone. But it's not good for her to feed him bit by bit.

After searching for a long time, Jin Xiaoxiao found a leaf full of water and fed it to the man.

"Well..." the man's nose made a sound like balderdash. He opened his eyes leisurely, and his vision gradually became clear.

He frowned, looked at the woman in front of him, and asked in a hoarse voice, "here is... You are... Me..."

Kim blinked a little, shouldn't he? Is this guy from across the country?

She tried to search in her memory: "in the 19th year of Xuande, this is the backer village of Puyang town."

"Puyang town?" The man frowned, as if trying to recall something.

All of a sudden, his face suddenly changed. He suddenly raised his hand and grasped his collar. His voice almost roared: "ah!"

Jin Xiaoxiao scratched his head. What's wrong with him?

Manic attack?

Thinking, the man suddenly raised his hand and pointed to the cliff: "quick... You go, I, I can't help it!"

Jin Xiaoxiao turned his lips, looked at the direction of the man's finger, and then looked at the man: "brother, are you ok? That's the cliff. Where do you want me to go? Jump down? Or fly up? "

Hiss!

As soon as Jin Xiao's voice fell, the man suddenly pulled open his lapel button, and suddenly, his skin like frost and snow was exposed in front of Jin Xiao.

Under the clear sky, in the bright sunshine.

A handsome man with white skin, beautiful appearance and good quality took off his own clothes.

Jin Xiaoxiao swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He has been a man for two generations, let alone a man. He is the only male dog in his family, and he was adopted by his elder sister. What a pity

Well! wait!

The man stood up and came to himself with the heroic posture of a sportsman.

Yeah, he's here. He's here. What's he doing?

The long fingers caught Jin's little chin, and the thin lips gradually covered it.

Motherfucker!

Jin Xiaoxiao finally knows what he wants to do

"Ah! My mother's innocent body... White body... Body... Body... "