Chapter 63 But Deep Love

The yard was full of the sound of breaking the wind. All the servants retreated to the outside knowingly. No one dared to look up at the flowers and leaves and branches flying all over the sky. The blade was picked up, and the sword-wielding man roared, and half of the sword body did not enter the trunk opposite.

Bai Qi gasped forward and struggled, and the blade instantly separated from the trunk.

Why does she look panicked in front of her every time, but in the end he is always at a loss? He shouldn't have sent her back to Song Yu that day. He should have killed her instead of taking advantage of others like this.

Then he learned that his men brought her over on their own initiative. His first reaction was joy. His first thought was to kill her and get rid of the future trouble. As a result, he got the news that she was a wife and was pregnant. He rushed back from Jingling after handling the rest of the affairs like crazy. What was his original intention? Question mark

What is the original intention? It's nothing more than a hand blade, a woman who makes herself out of control, but the result is what it is now.

He lost to her again. He jumped into the air with a knife, and an ancient acacia cracked from the middle to both sides.

A white figure stood quietly outside the courtyard. At first, Yan Qi looked at the white knife quietly. When she saw the last time, she couldn't help changing her expression. She slowly walked into the hospital, bypassed the still white, sat on the stone stool beside her, moved the piccolo in her hand to her lips, and the gentle sound of the flute flowed from her red lips. Come on.

Bai Qi put away his knife and turned around and walked to Yan's side. His eagle-like sharp eyes were staring at the woman playing the flute, with his thin lips tightly squeezed without saying a word.

Halfway through the song, the originally gentle and calm flute suddenly showed a few imperceptible tremors. A broad hand grasped the flute and moved it away directly. Yan suddenly coughed uncontrollably.

Bai Qi frowned and said in a lukewarm tone, "Since the condition is not stable these days, you shouldn't force yourself to play such a laborious song."

"As long as it can calm the general's heart, Yan'er is willing to take her life in order to blow a song." The beautiful woman lowered her eyes, but her jaw was raised by the man. The clear waves in her eyes were clear at a glance. The beautiful eyelashes trembled slightly, like a frightened butterfly flapping its wings uneasily.

"I don't need you to lose your life, General," Bai Qi looked straight into Yan's eyes, and the emotions in his eyes were difficult to catch. "You should remember what you said when you saw the general on the first day."

"Yan'er naturally remembers," she raised her eyes and smiled charmingly, and Yan's rare smile was extremely beautiful. "One day when the general was born, Yan'er must accompany the general."

"It's good to remember," Bai Qi let go of his hand, put the knife in his hand into the sheath, and turned aside with a angular handsome face. "I asked you to stay here to recuperate you, not to worry about other things."

When Yan heard the words, she felt cold and smiled sadly. "Yan'er remembered that it's getting late. The general must be very tired day and night. It's better to let Yan'er accompany the general for two drinks and go to bed early."

Seeing that Bai Qi's eyes were sharper, Yan then smiled and said, "General, don't worry, Yan Er only drinks two cups."

Bai Qi hesitated for a moment and then nodded his head.

Liangchen, beautiful scenery, a cup of sake, peerless beauty.

He dismissed all the maids in the room. Yan stood up and filled the glass with wine for Bai Qi. Then he filled himself, raised his glass and smiled, "Does the general still remember the appearance of Yan'er when he first met?"

Bai Qi drank all the wine in the glass and said lightly, "Remember."

"At that time, Yan Er really thought that she was in trouble. Unexpectedly, the general was like a god and pulled Yan Er back from the edge of life and death. At that time, Yan Er felt that only an outstanding man like the general could look at all sentient beings and be wise."

Bai Qi didn't say anything, took the wine glass filled again in her hand, and then drank it all, but her mind was not on Yan's words at all.

"But all sentient beings need to treat thousands of people like ants. Yan Er once felt that the general was such a real hero..."

"You said too much today." Bai Qi had already guessed her next words, so he interrupted her expressionlessly and took the wine jug in Yan's hand and filled it for himself.

The smile on Yan's face stiffened and then returned to the previous appearance, "Yes, Yan'er has gone too much. She will punish herself for a cup."

Bai Qi watched coldly as she drank all the wine in the glass. This wine was not the liquor he was used to drinking. The wine was light and gentle, but for Yan, it was wine after all.

"Enough," Bai Qi did not hand back the wine pot in his hand. "The doctor told you not to touch the wine."

"That's what the military doctor said when the general was injured by an arrow two years ago," Yan Qiao smiled and got up to get the wine pot.

The shadow of his clothes flashed by his side, and Bai Qi suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart. After reacting, he couldn't help asking harshly, "When did you dare to do such a thing?"

"Yan Er just wants the general to be relieved." The wine pot was tightly held in Bai Qi's hand. She couldn't move at all. Then she stepped back two steps and reached out to untie her skirt. The white shirt fell to the ground, revealing a piece of snowy skin. However, the ferocious pink wound destroyed the flawless cara. Body.

Bai Qi was a little annoyed. He put down the wine pot in his hand and sneered, "Do you think this skill can trap me?"

"No," there was only a piece of shame-covering clothes left on Yan's body, and her slender and cold fingers gently stroked the tight but slightly hot face. "When Yan'er hopes that the general will not refuse herself, don't refuse Yan'er."

The coolness in her hand can just drive away the heat on her body, making him want to get more. Her white eyes are getting darker, but her body does not move, and her eyes are tightly locked on the dazzling scar, "You..."

"Shh..." Yan put his two fingers on his thin white lips, "General, don't worry, this won't kill Yan'er. Yan'er is measured. Yan'er will definitely do what she promised to the general. She reached out to untie his skirt, but was stopped by his hand.

Bai Qi frowned, pushed away the Yan who was lying on her body and turned to leave, but she suddenly knelt down behind and wrapped her waist. She wanted to cry, "The general still doesn't want to believe Yan'er, and the general still doesn't want to accept Yan'er."

"Let go, you know you are different from them." Bai Qi took a deep breath and tried to suppress the desire in his heart. Flame.

"What about her? Does the general treat her differently? Yan trembled and said this, but the man in front of him suddenly turned around. His powerful arms pulled him up from the ground, and the hot and domineering kiss swept over. She should be happy, but what hit her heart was indescribably sad and desolate.

The body suddenly hung in the air. Yan stretched out his hand around Bai Qi's neck and kissed his chest gently. The next second, he was heavily put down on **. The last trace of cover on his body was removed, and the coolness was covered by a hot kiss, and a trace of broken moan overflowed from his mouth.

Pain and pleasure were above her heart. She curled up her toes and took the initiative to hook her slender legs on his narrow waist, bearing his brave and domineering rhythm, but tears couldn't help flowing to both sides...