My lord, she is beautiful and good at fighting

"If you don't want that skin of yours, just tear it off." Wei Wan held the cup to his lips for a moment, squinting with his phoenix eyes, "If you shout again, I'll tear your mouth to pieces."

"Tsk," Rong Xian raised his hand, moving very slowly and smoothly, and brushed the folds on his shoulders. The coldness around his body dissipated like a tide, and the suffocating pain gradually faded away. He flexed his index finger and rubbed it. He touched his lower lip and said, "Awan can lick, kiss, and even bite,"

"Other than that, you should be more cautious in your other actions, otherwise the soldiers of the Wei family guarding outside may misunderstand that A-Wan has something...,"

"An unspeakable hobby."

"..."

Wei Wan suddenly felt a vein on his forehead twitching. He raised his hand to throw the tea cup over. He raised it high and glanced at the tent door curtain. He suppressed his twitching forehead and gently put the tea cup on the On the table, he almost broke his teeth and said, "Brother, I know a lot."

Rong Xian took one look at her blue complexion and knew that he couldn't tease her any longer. He just took advantage of the situation and stopped taking advantage of her, and didn't continue to push her further.

"'Guan' is a wealthy family, and the Queen of Northern Shu has the surname Guan."

Wei turned the tea cup in his hand and thought for a long time: "The beard must be renewed, which shows that the family has a good status. It seems that they are here to gain merit, but he is alert, and it can be seen that his foundation is not bad..."

"The Shanyu of Northern Shu originally had his only son, the queen, and Guan Feng should have been raised as a pure minister by the clan."

"According to what we have speculated before, most of the girls in Wan Muchunli were leaked from Sun Qishi's hands. Regardless of whether those women are only guard girls, they can definitely accuse Zuo Shi of collaborating with the enemy and treason."

"A Wan, everything must be based on evidence," Rong Xian walked over, fingertips grazed her inner wrist, took out the cup in her hand and put it back in its place, "Even if Zuo Shi collaborates with the enemy and treason, so what. "

"The defense plan for the border town was delivered by King Wei. The girl Wan Muchun was delivered by Sun Qishi."

Wei Wan's palm was empty, and his heart stagnated for a moment when he heard the words. His slender hands subconsciously followed him and grabbed them in mid-air. In the blink of an eye, they touched the skin that was gradually warming up. The thick calluses under his fingertips made him feel uncomfortable. Her turbulent mind calmed down for a while, then she raised her eyes and asked, "Is there still an airtight wall in the world?"

He raised his lips and chuckled, pinching the soft flesh on her fish bone: "Whether it's air leakage or tightness doesn't depend on the wall."

The moon is falling sideways, and the light and shadow are of different shades, shining over Rong Xian's temples and reflecting on the bridge of her nose. With this as the boundary, half is exposed to the moonlight and the other half is hidden in the shadow.

Wei Wan's eyes fell involuntarily under his eyelids. The cinnabar mole added a bit of coldness in the moonlight. When he stretched his fingertips and wanted to explore them, he came to his senses in a trance and remembered that someone was on his palm. Holding it in his hand: "Deep winter is coming, brother."

Long time no see, Rong Lanting.

"Yeah," Rong Xian responded, her long and narrow fox eyes locked tightly with Wei Wan's phoenix eyes and she leaned over, their noses touching, then squatted down, holding her Rouyi, and pressed it against the cinnabar mole under his eyelids, "The third autumn has passed, Wei Awan."

Wei Xiaosi, the osmanthus has fallen, it’s very...

miss you.

At this moment, the emotions that have no place to vent seem to have a source. In the endless darkness, they grow wantonly and are traced to the bones in the collision of fiery streams. In this silent entanglement, who is There was no action.The lines of sight between the two parties became darker and darker, and when they intersected, they looked like vines and clusters of flowers.

Sure enough, there were only zero and countless interruptions. I’m really sorry for everyone. I’m sorry, I’m sorry!

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