Chapter 79 Kiss Offensive

The wind in early summer was dry and mild, swaying the shadow of the trees, shaking off the thin and broken moonlight of the leaves, falling on Leng Changxi's windward face. The eyelids, the tip of his nose, and the thin corners of his lips were covered with bright silver light, setting off his handsome face more perfectly.

Leng Changxi's face is almost the same as that of the real Su Chenghai. It turned out that the cousin Su usually saw was just the appearance of Leng Changxi after taking off his mask.

How can it be that there are two people so similar in the world.

"Is that you?" Qin Yunuan could hardly believe her eyes and let the mask in her hand fall to the ground, "Is that you?"

Qin Yunuan remembered that ten years ago, when cousin Su came to the capital, she was only five years old. When she heard that her cousin from afar was coming, she was very happy. She privately begged Liao's mother to go to the ten-mile pavilion in the suburbs to meet her cousin, but she saw a very bloody scene in a broken temple on the road.

A child of almost the same age as cousin Su, holding a bloody dagger in his hand, and the dark purple robe embroidered with gold edges has been stained with blood. His eyes are gloomy, the corners of his mouth are raised, and his whole body exudes a breath of death close to me, and his feet are an adult man. The body looked thin and capable, and the heart was already bleeding.

At that time, she happened to be separated from Liao's mother. The only people present were Su Chenghai, Qin Yunuan and the little boy who killed people who didn't know where they came from.

The murderous boy slowly raised his head and looked at Su Chenghai and Qin Yunuan as if they were looking at the next prey. At that time, she was so scared that she hid behind Su Chenghai, pulled Su Chenghai's corner of his clothes, and watched the boy keep approaching, and her heartbeat kept accelerating.

"My wet nurse is looking for me outside. If you kill us, you can't run away."

As soon as she finished speaking, the strange little boy stared at her and scared her back to the next sentence.

"Thank you for attracting him." The little boy walked to Cousin Su, and his tone was as cold as ice in the ice cellar. His eyes showed a little more calmness and fierce than his age. He glanced at the body on the ground with a warm look. "This man has been lurking beside me for half a year to take advantage of today to worship Buddha and kill me. If it weren't for you lying there, it would be me."

Then he said to the shrinking Qin Yunuan, "As for you, young girl, don't try to show off your ability. Maybe the next time I meet you, I will really kill you."

Qin Yunuan remembered that when the little boy left, the purple robe rose gently with his footsteps. As soon as the little boy left, cousin Su had fallen to the ground and subconsciously protected Qin Yunuan, but no matter what Qin Yunuan asked him, he shook his head confusedly and said he didn't know.

And the person who killed people with a dagger was actually the one in front of him...

Qin Yunuan's throat choked, and her eyes looking at Leng Changxi were just getting longer and deeper.

"Have we met before?" Leng Changxi turned his head slightly, and a trace of scattered black hair fell on his left eyelid, and his blurred eyes seemed to be tracing past memories.

"Maybe the next time I meet you, I will really kill you." Qin Yunuan will never forget that in the broken temple, under the gloomy mantle and in the fragrant and ash-filled air, this sentence is like a ghost. After several years, it has always echoed in her ears.

"Um, I remember," Leng Changxi suddenly showed a somewhat unruly smile, with white teeth and deep eyes as if to attract people in. "It turned out to be you, a young girl."

He smiled cunningly, and his body was still slowly approaching, as thick as overlapping green mountains approaching. Qin Yunuan subconsciously retreated, and his heel stepped on the branch and stumbled, but a big hand firmly held her back. The warm body temperature gradually came through the thin clothes, as if lying burning and rolled On the hot pebbles, it is extremely hot.

The next moment, the lips were hot, and it was Leng Changxi's lips covering up. At first, it was slightly cool, followed by the overwhelming warmth, swimming gently around Qin Yu's warm lips, sometimes increasing the strength, sometimes just gently sticking.

Qin Yunuan subconsciously wanted to push away the burly body in front of her, but found that she could not move. It was Leng Changxi who quietly clicked her acupuncture point while he was going to help her.

The ambiguous air wandered between the two people's fingertips. Leng Changxi, a raw novice, seemed to be fond of kissing. His right hand was still on Qin Yunuan's waist, and his left hand firmly held Qin Yunuan's slightly trembling right shoulder. Several times, he was so impulsive that he wanted to take the opportunity to touch Qin Yunuan's white and smooth face. , but he only moved slightly and stopped such a wish, because Leng Changxi knew that once he began to be intoxicated and emotional, the ending would be more than just kissing.

Before officially marrying her, he will try to restrain himself, but after the door...

So the key is how to grab this little hedgehog.

In just one hour, Qin Yunuan was ordered twice, one time it was fatal, and this time, it was still fatal.

Leng Changxi gradually let go of Qin Yunuan, but the distance was still reluctant to look down at Qin Yunuan's red cherry lips and resist the impulse to cover it again. He straightened up and looked at Qin Yunuan's blushing face. He seemed to be very satisfied. He opened his mouth and answered a question just proposed by Qin Yunuan. The problem.

"My purpose of pretending to be Zizhan has never been to attract Zhao Huijin out. No one in the world is so important that I should sacrifice your safety. At first, it was just to fulfill Zizhan's last wish, but I don't know when I pretended to be him just to see you, hear your voice, and smell your smell. I will even be very happy as long as I can be closer to you.

Qin Yunuan squeezed the corners of her lips, and there seemed to be a trace of residual heat on her head, constantly reminding her of what had just happened. Her heartbeat could not calm down for a long time. She could not move, but her eyes had explained everything. Leng Changxi knew that she had believed and moved, but his little hedgehog was not so much. It's easy to give in, which is probably why he likes her so much.

Leng Changxi stretched out her hand to untie Qin Yunuan's acupuncture point. As he imagined, Qin Yunuan did not run away with fear as an ordinary woman. On the contrary, she looked at him quietly and just rubbed her stiff elbows and arms.

seemed to be desperate to jump off this topic. Qin Yunuan turned her head and didn't want Leng Changxi to see the two fiery clouds on her face, but she could still feel Leng Changxi's eyes on her body.

"I... I've been out for too long. It's time to go back." Qin Yunuan lowered her head. If Dou Qing'e or Qin Yunzhuang knew that she had a private meeting with a man in the middle of the night, wouldn't she have left the handle on others?

Leng Changxi nodded and only replied, "Okay." After saying that, he only whistled at the woods. For a moment, a snowshoe green horse galloped in the moonlight and stopped in front of Leng Changxi with its head held high. The shiny fur was as smooth as if it had been coated with a layer of wax.

Leng Changxi jumped up and stretched out his hand to Qin Yunuan. I don't know when the mask was put on his face again.

"Mars!"

There are several miles away from the Ning Palace. It is indeed the fastest to ride back, but...

Just when Qin Yunuan was hesitant, Leng Changxi had already grabbed Qin Yunuan's arm and easily held Qin Yunuan in his arms. He bypassed Qin Yunuan's long hair as black as thick ink with a faint fragrance of osmanthus. Leng Changxi touched the reins and his face was full of pride.

Qin Yunuan arched and squeezed his awkward body in Leng Changxi's arms and whispered, "I'll just sit in the back. I'll sit in the front. As soon as the horse runs up, it's not easy to control the reins."

Leng Changxi gave an undeniable "Oh" and then said lightly, "In this case, let's walk slowly and don't let it run."

Okay, so what is horse riding for?

This awkward but warm time seems to pass extremely slowly. In addition, the forest is quiet, only the sound of insects and the crisp sound of horses occasionally stepping on branches.

Leng Changxi's arms are very warm, and Leng Changxi's arms are also very strong. This kind of dazzling beauty makes Qin Yunuan a little distracted. The moonlight is getting brighter and brighter, and the outline of the Ningwang Mansion can be faintly seen in front of him.

Silent all the way, Qin Yunuan finally said, "Can I know how his cousin... died?"

Finally, we talked about this topic. When Shen Xun went to the south of the Yangtze River to inquire, the Su family in Jianzhou never mentioned Su Chenghai's death, let alone the cause of Su Chenghai's death.

Leng Changxi paused, and his tone became longer and softer: "Just like ten years ago, that day, the Leng family's army was ambushed and urgently needed to break out. Zi Zhan pretended to be me because of my eight-like appearance, which attracted the enemy and saved the rest of us."

A few short words made it very clear. I thought that Leng Changxi would stop abruptly. Unexpectedly, he continued: "I didn't want him to take this risk. There would be a high chance that any of the Eighteen Shadow Guards would be able to survive. Unfortunately, it was Zhao Huijin's remnant team that surrounded us. Zhao Huijin had seen it. I can't hide my appearance from him." With that, Leng Changxi, who had always been cold-hearted, showed a sense of regret for the first time, "Zizhan is the most responsible military doctor in the army and my rare confidant. In the final analysis, he still died because of me."

Zi Zhan is Su Chenghai's disguise in the army. Even if he knows his real name, Leng Changxi is still used to calling him by his old name.

Over so many years, Qin Yunuan's impression of Su Chenghai seemed to have only stayed at the age of five. For Leng Changxi's description, except for regret and sighing, it did not seem to be as heart-cut like a knife. In contrast, Leng Changxi's gloomy appearance evoked her more feelings.

"My cousin sacrificed one's life but saved the whole army. If the fourth uncle knew it, he would be proud of him." Qin Yunuan whispered, as if he was persuading himself or Leng Changxi.

"So," Qin Yunuan asked again, "Who was the black hand who wanted to kill you ten years ago?"