Ban Fang

Chapter 520 Misunderstanding
Xiangfu, who was stunned for a moment, turned her head slightly to look at Yan Xie in puzzlement.

Can you explain to her what is meant by "biasing towards the pure and good?"

Did she misunderstand the word Chunliang?

Although she doesn't often put her colorful hands outside to attract people, a voodoo from Nanchu who is good at playing with poison is no match for her!

Although her heart was disturbed and sad, knowing that there was not enough time, Xiangfu raised her eyes and dismissed those unnecessary embarrassments, and asked calmly, "Why do you believe me?"

"You are the last person who wants Aizawa to die."

Her determination convinced most of the uneasy doubts, Yan Xie's deep eyes showed a touch of appreciation, and she no longer concealed her consideration, and said frankly,
"He can be ruthless, but you can't be unrighteous. If you love too much, you will lose in the end. Whether you want him to live is the same as whether you want to kill ants."

Yan Yan raised her breath and used the wind blade to accurately cut off the length of the soul-taking needle. After carefully putting the tip of the needle into her bosom, she buried half of the needle end deep in Xiangfu's bun, which seemed to be deeply inserted into the skull.

Xiangfu's eyes felt hot again when she heard it, every sentence was true and every word pierced her heart, the pain in her chest pervaded her whole body, how can the pain in the three thousand hairs be compared?

After all, it was the cognition of the loser that told her to avoid the clear eyes, and gritted her silver teeth fiercely. After all, she did not let her sensibility overwhelm her rationality. She took a deep breath and said slowly, "Just don't leave the island?"

Yan Yu looked back at the footsteps coming from far and near outside the door with cold eyes, and with her hands behind her back, she calmly walked to the flower window and said calmly, "Of course he can leave the island when he recovers."

"Wait." Calling out the slender figure who was already outside the window, Xiangfu reminded worriedly, "I don't know what my cousin said about the drunk night, please take care of it."

There was a taste of scrutiny in the thoughtful and cold eyes, and the line of her lips was slightly drawn.

"understood."

After confirming that Yan Xie had left the house, she pillowed back to her proper position, closed her eyes and calmly adjusted Chuchu's internal breath.

The little girl wrapped in mystery actually solved the difficulties of the Xiang family, so cold and indifferent on the face, unwilling to admit that she had something to do with it during the period, she knew how to do it tacitly.

The innocent girls in Yutian City who were trampled on inexplicably have been beating her up for several years, if the Rong family had appeared earlier, would they have been able to save them?

Xiangfu laughed at herself, because of her down-to-earth nature, she never considered hypothetical questions.

Once the problem has arisen, how to solve it is the only thing that needs to be taken into consideration.

The door was gently pushed open, and Aizawa, who regained his strength a little, was helped to the edge of the bed, waved away the maid and sat down beside the bed.

The slender knuckles, which were as cold as ice rain in winter, slid across the pale face that had lost all color on the couch, and the cold and weak voice was full of regret.

"Why don't you trust your cousin?"

"Wouldn't it be better to wait for my cousin to win the Xiang family first?"

"With the Xiang family as the backing, how difficult is it to get back everything that belongs to me in Beiyong?"

Listening to these words in the hot summer night, Xiangfu was extremely chilled, so cold that she wished she had never heard of it.

It turns out that the grandmother has taken care of her cousin for most of her life, and what she really wants is to take down the Xiang family?
"Cousin will treat you well."

The rustling sound of unloading the clothes, knowing that she is doing a play, still makes the hair of the couple on the bed stand on end, is this the little girl's intention?Afraid that she would regret that she would follow Aizawa wholeheartedly?

Hearing her selfish intentions and understanding her intentions, so that she can make up her mind to protect Xiangjia?
Abundant internal breath filled the big acupoints all over the body, the previously blocked and unable to enter the Qi channel was broken, and the perception was several times better than usual, so it was really hard to see Aizawa's actions with closed eyes, knowing that he was powerless, he still tried his best to restrain himself The urge to push someone out of bed.

Aizawa, who used to be as quiet as her, with a humble demeanor and a heroic spirit, now has to rely on the soul needle to control her, just for his own selfishness!

Throwing off the thin quilt, the snow-white lotus root arms first come into view, the pink rose tube top is half open, the obscene pants have long been thrown by the bedside table, lying on the soft pillow, and confirming the silvery light of the needles in Xiangfu's bun, the lip line It disappeared immediately after the arc was raised, and the long arms slid across the silky back, embracing the warm fragrance of nephrite jade like gelatin, and a deep admiration overflowed from the throat involuntarily.

It's a pity that this beautiful body, how fierce the clusters of light in the deep eyes are like fire, and how cold and lonely his body that has been plagued by ice poison is.

Aizawa sighed deeply, and pulled him into his chest helplessly, kissing lightly on his warm and light pink lips, and caressing his pale face with a chilly breath.

"Give my cousin some more time..."

Xiangfu tried her best to relax her body and fit into the coldness beside her, fearing that she would be noticed that she had awakened.

How nostalgic I used to be for this chest, now I am so afraid.

Unable to move, she kept praying in her heart that her grandmother would come as soon as possible...

……

With a slender figure, clasped hands, with lowered eyebrows and downcast eyes, she was about to leave quietly, meeting Mrs. Xiang who just got off the carriage in a hurry, and Yan Xi stood respectfully and silently in the corner of the door.

Mrs. Xiang, who looked anxious, didn't pay much attention, only Le Zhi cast a meaningful glance before leaving hastily, and left with a sneer that didn't mean much.

The alienated and indifferent man waited outside the door for a long time, stretching out his big palm with well-defined bones and waiting for her, the dark eyes in his eyes couldn't hide the unique eagerness for her.

"It's a good time." Cheng Yun smiled meaningfully.

"That's right, the loss is settled, and you can't eat too much." Yan Xi handed over the catkin without the slightest hesitation.

At the beginning of the moonlight, the streets were no longer crowded, and the two long figures reflected on the street held each other's hands.

The man seemed to be thinking about this sentence for a long time, and he stopped in his tracks. His slender knuckles with well-defined knuckles slid across those pair of yellow moonlight, and touched the particularly touching and playful eyebrows and eyes.

Before her next words come out, all the words are kissed away, but the moon shadow on the bluestone slab leans against each other, and we can no longer tell the love between you and me.

Suffering from the man's punitive kiss and bite, the lotus arms slowly climbed up the broad shoulders, gentle and docile to meet the unreasonable brutal invasion, feeling the pair of her favorite big palms on the back of the waist and neck. longing.

The rare gentleness and softness made Cheng Yun come back rationally, her forehead pressed firmly against her, and the misty emotion in her eyebrows and eyes that had not completely faded was so close that it seemed that there were two butterfly feathers caressing the eyelids, as if provoking to bury her deep in her body. Shu Lang's clear voice is full of urgency and helplessness.

"Can you take some of my losses?"

"Ok?"

If it weren't for the hoarse panting that was almost longing for, still reminding her close to her lips, Yan Xing really thought she had heard something wrong.

His loss?I ate a lot!
What has been missing since the moment I met him?
Although she also got a lot back, when will she not suffer in some unspeakable things?

Seeing that she was still thinking non-stop, Cheng Yun took a deep breath, intending to nibble on the moist lips again.

Yan Xie quickly tapped her angry thin lips, covered her petals, and said seriously:

"have eaten."

　Good evening~ Suiyu sleeps more, coughs less, feels much more comfortable!

　　Tomorrow will continue to update later ~ I hope that the allergic reaction can be suppressed

　　
　
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