Chapter 167 There is a posture that never leave

At that moment, she picked up her long hair that fell on the ice and made an untie knot in front of her eyes, and the people under her stood up and leaned her firmly on the pavilion pillar.

After doing this, he turned around and looked at the corners of the woman's lips that he had hit. Five fingers turned into claws, and a turbulent force gathered. As soon as the hand came out, the force attacked the woman crazily.

He didn't look at the result at all. Under his blow, he was killed or injured. He shook his head and rolled up the irresistive person in his arms and flew away.

Bing Yiyin and Xin Yan are destined to just be empty.

When asked what happened to Bing Moqiao, she was also vague. She just covered her chest and kept bleeding. She only said that a man in a blood-clothed mask had robbed the commander.

Xin Yan then smiled and made them not have to worry. That was the housekeeper of Commander You, his own.

So, the people who had not yet woken up dispersed, which was a little inexplicable about such a situation. Only Bing Mo's pretty face was dark, looking at the direction of the two leaving.

Red sandalwood's brain was chaotic. For the first time in her life, she was so aggrieved and was played with by a woman. She was not completely sure whether she was kissed by a woman...

Also, she seemed to hear some assassin just now. Who is calling the assassin? Who is the assassin? She was dizzy from being kissed just now, and she didn't even know anything about the outside world.

My eyes were blindfolded, and the bastard who kissed her disappeared in the pavilion pillar, and someone came again...

Why is this night so chaotic...

Also, who is the person who is running around her now? The wind roared in her ear, and it was all cold wind. At this time, her strength was lost, and half of her exposed cheeks and ears were stiffened.

The person who hugged her seemed to feel it. Her body was tightened by the building, and her whole cheeks were rubbed into his arms. She could no longer feel cold. Only the steady heartbeat in her ear and the temperature on his body were so stable.

"Lanlan." At this moment, she was so sure that he took her away. He was the only one who had such a familiar feeling. The strong grievance in her heart brewed a trace of grievance, and her cheeks were on his chest. She squeezed her lips and said, "I was bullied."

Holding her hand tightly, she listened to the familiar voice and said, "It's okay... Amu, it's okay."

She nodded in his arms, was a little frustrated, and said, "Did you see it? I... was kissed by a woman...?"

She really doesn't want to say the word "strong kiss", which will only be more aggrieved. She is willing to admit that she was kissed by a woman. It's not easy for her two lifetimes.

The hand holding her tightened again, and the warm palm patted her on the back and comforted, "It's okay..."

It's okay. If he is kissed by a man, he will know if it's okay! At the thought of being kissed by a man, she suddenly thought about how powerful it would be...

How fast he was, he soon arrived at her room, put her on the edge of the bed, helped her sit down, and gently untied the hair behind her head. Binding her eyes, you know her too well. If she knew that his real feelings around her were not as simple as she thought, how could she accept her indifferent nature? He has never been a gentle person, but she has never been weak, strong against strong, but both ends are injured. For her, habit is far more terrible than a strong bondage. He will make her get used to his existence and everything about him until she integrates into herself until she can no longer be separated.

Her black hair slipped down, and her eyelashes trembled. Her eyes turned a few times under her eyelids, but she didn't open it. She looked up and said to him, "Lanlan, I feel that when I open my eyes, it will still be the face of the princess approaching me... slowly approaching me, and then..."

Wu Cang Juelan, who was standing beside her, stiffened when he heard the words, and then hooked the corners of his mouth and bent down to the same height as she is now. He smiled and said, "Does A Mu feel my breath?"

Red sandalwood stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the void, but did not touch him. Damn it, if she had the ability to aim accurately, she would have. By the way, martial arts is really a good thing. She shook her head and took the initiative to ask, "Come closer."

He approached, not just a little, the tip of his nose almost touched the tip of her nose. The corners of his lips were raised with satisfaction, and he asked knowingly, "What about this?"

The breath sprayed on her cheeks, and the familiar feeling was true, so she nodded.

"I'm right in front of me. What Amu sees must not be her." The lips opened and closed, and the exhaled breath circled between her tight lips before dispersing along her lips.

In front of her eyes, she shook the enlarged face of Bing Moqiao and the eyes with the jumping excitement factor again. After she had goose bumps, she forced herself to give herself orders. The breath in front of me is so familiar, completely masculine, so strong, it is by no means a woman.

Her eyelashes trembled, and she finally opened her eyes slowly. In front of her, how can this charming face be compared with a woman's face?

She was relieved. She was not calm enough. At least she was also a person with a normal personality. Looking at the face in front of her, she took the initiative to put her hand around his shoulders and gave him a hug. In fact, she comforted herself and sighed, "Lanlan, it's good to have you."

Thank you for saving me again, thank you for comforting me, and thank you, you are a man... It's really good...

"Amu is drinking." Although the smell on her body was light, how could he not know what he had touched? The corners of his lips hooked, and Feng looked at her and said, "A Mu doesn't want his own body?"

It's not that serious. Red sandalwood squeezed his lips and said, "I'm not drunk."

Everyone is drunk. He added a sentence in his heart and recalled the confusion just now. He said quietly, "It seems that Amu is going to drink health soup again."

Health soup... When it comes to this thing, there is still a black line on her forehead, but looking at his expression, she knows what to do." Yes, Your Majesty Lanhuang.

"Isn't it invulnerable?" He looked at her with a smile and said, remembering the scene when she threatened her with poison in her blood when she was invulnerable. Why did you get tricked?"

Speaking of this, it's really a little embarrassing. She let go of her hand and saw that it was not easy for him to bend down and let her hold him, so she pulled him to sit down on the edge of the bed and said as lightly and naturally as possible, "The worst thing in the world, cartilage powder, non-toxic."

After saying that, she felt that she had learned this ability in vain. Even a rookie who has just entered the world will guard against these things. However, she, a rare opponent, relies on her own poison and is not afraid to eat and drink anything. This is the simplest way for people to fall down.

"The more noble a person is, the more vulgar it is to deal with it." He repeated what she once said when dealing with Muta and ridiculed, "It seems that Amu is not the only one who knows this."

Yes, she can think of this trick to deal with others. Why didn't she expect that others might deal with themselves like this? Red sandalwood was secretly annoyed. Was she too careless or too conceited? Anyway, after eating the bitter fruit, her mouth was full of taste.

She raised her eyebrows slightly and said lightly, "Lanlan, even you bully me?"

"How dare you." He smiled, got up and helped her lie down, and asked, "Amu's pills have always been very useful, haven't they? Isn't there the simplest cartilage?

This... She was helpless and said, "No... How could I think that I would get this kind of thing? I only brought the best elixir to save my life..."

He brought the best, but ignored the simplest. He nodded and said, "I'll get you some food. You lie down first."

"I'm not hungry." She said. I just ate something at the party.

"Health soup." Throwing three words, he turned around and left.

The red sandalwood fell weakly on **, and there was an impulse to stuff the whole person into the quilt. What evil did she do on this day!

Such a delicate thing as health soup requires a lot of time and energy. Although the red sandalwood is not drunk in a thousand cups, it sticks to the wine and makes her body uncomfortable. In addition, a series of situations that happened today make her a little drowsy. When she was almost asleep, he pushed the door and came in.

"If you drink it, you can have a good rest." Holding up her weak and boneless body at this moment, he put one hand around her shoulders, took a spoon and blew it to her lips and then sent it to her mouth.

The red sandalwood looked at the naturally handed soup spoon slightly stunned, and the corners of her mouth were a little stiff. She said, "Lanlan doesn't have to be so thoughtful. Just put the bowl on my lips. Don't be so troublesome."

He was easy to talk. He put the soup back into the bowl, then took out the spoon, put the bowl on her lips, and tilted the curvature of the bowl at her speed until a bowl of soup was bottomed out.

The slender fingers held a brocade handkerchief to dry the water stains overflowing from the corners of her mouth, and then helped her lie down.

Red sandalwood lay soft ** with the strength of his arms. It seems that this ** product is not the one she came to at the beginning. Although the texture of the previous set was good, it was far less soft than the current one. The style is also suitable for men, unlike today's men and women. He asked someone to sort it out, right?

She smiled faintly and looked at him and said, "Lanlan, you are so kind to me."

Except for my mother, in my previous life and this life, no one has ever been so kind to her, never. This person, she thinks, no matter what happens in the future, he should be the person she can't give up, no matter what happens.

He stopped holding the porcelain plate and was about to go out. He turned around and smiled and whispered, "Have a good rest."

This smile is not so evil, but it is so easy to catch her eyes. She seems to be able to jump out of this space and see him standing in the sea of thousands of fog flowers. The ice-blue petals bloom quietly beside him, and the light fog rises. The bloody face is the center of the whole world. With a smile, he can turn around.

Her breathing stopped for a moment. When the scene in front of her gradually dissipated, only a bloody back disappeared outside the gradually pulled door.

She withdrew her sight and put her eyes naturally on the dresser. Although the exquisite and lovely snow doll he gave her in the morning could not bear the higher temperature in the house, it was still pure and beautiful.

It stood crookedly and raised the corners of its mouth to her, like someone, always by her side, never giving up. No matter what posture, it only expresses the silent companionship and pity.

This is enough. She closed her eyes safely.

In the dark, it was not the face of the unkind desire of Bing Moqiao, but that he was standing in the sea of fog and smiling at her, so bewitching and peaceful.