The cold God of War Prince is passionate about the peasant wife

Suddenly, Sikong's eyes flashed with excitement and bloodthirsty light.

Immediately, he disappeared.

His face was gentle and gentle.

Lu Xiaowan retreated to the door, distanced himself from Sikong Yan, and held the door vigilantly with his hand, pushing the door's crack even smaller to ensure that it could be closed at any time.

"Don't be afraid, girl. I just want to ask for some water to wash my hands. When I was hunting, my hands were stained with the blood of the prey." Sikong said warmly, extending his blood-stained hands to Lu Xiaowan.

Snapped!

Lu Xiaowan was so frightened that he closed the door directly.

"Girl, are you okay?" Sikong Yan asked with concern outside the door.

"It's all my fault. It's because I was too abrupt that I scared the girl. I'm really..." Sikong Yan's voice was full of guilt and regret.

Lu Xiaowan frowned in embarrassment, but finally opened a small gap slightly and said: "Then you wait here, don't come in, I will get you water!"

"Then it's up to you, Miss." Sikong Yan bowed humbly.

Sikong Yan was clean-looking and dressed in brocade clothes.

Especially with such a gentle smile, he is simply a humble gentleman.

Very deceptive.

Lu Xiaowan turned around and went to scoop water from the large water tank in the corner of the courtyard.

She turned around.

Sikong Yan's warm eyes suddenly became bloodthirsty.

He was like a wild animal staring at its prey, staring straight at Lu Xiaowan's slender back, silently, following behind him step by step, getting closer.

Once the time is right, it bites off the prey's neck.

Lu Xiaowan didn't know it, and was bending slightly to scoop water.

Sikong Yan had already arrived behind her, and his bloody hand reached for Lu Xiaowan's fair neck...

"What are you doing?" Suddenly, an angry voice sounded.

Ah Zhen threw the freshly fried vegetables in his hand and strode towards Sikong Yan.

Hear the sound.

Lu Xiaowan turned around and saw Sikong Yan behind him at some point, and his face turned pale with fright.

The old Taoist priest and Akun also came out quickly.

The three of them stood in front of Lu Xiaowan.

"Everyone misunderstood. I came here to ask for water to wash my hands. I was afraid that the girl was too heavy, so I came here to help." Sikong Yan explained in a leisurely manner, and showed his hands to the three of them. "I, I don't want to help, I asked you to wait outside." Lu Xiaowan retorted in a low voice behind the three of them.

Sikong Yan lowered his head and looked apologetic: "I scared the girl. I am overstepping my bounds."

"Let's go and ask for it somewhere else. I don't have water at home." A Zhen waved his hand in displeasure.

Akun stretched out his hand to the door and could not refuse: "Please!"

"I'm sorry for scaring the girl!" Before leaving, Sikong Yan saluted Lu Xiaowan again.

Full of warmth.

The old Taoist priest's eyes fell on Sikong Qie's blood-stained hands under his sleeves, and his eyes were deeply focused.

Sikong Yan left.

Ah Zhen slammed the door.

"Little junior sister, are you okay?" Akun asked.

The bear-like Ah Zhen also looked at Lu Xiaowan eagerly.

Lu Xiaowan lowered his head, like a child who had done something wrong: "I'm sorry, master, senior brother, it's my fault..."

Ah Zhen and Ah Kun, whose heart was about to break like a burning iron, hurriedly comforted Lu Xiaowan.

No matter how wrong it is, it won't be Junior Sister's fault.

The old Taoist priest couldn't help but look deeply at Lu Xiaowan.

He thought that he understood why the good disciple's sister insisted on sending the good disciple to learn martial arts and was so eager.

His good disciple is kind and innocent, and he is so lovable, but he has no ability to protect himself.

When kindness has no edge, it will be trampled on.

When beauty cannot protect itself, it is a disaster.

In the afternoon, when Bai Su came to pick up Lu Xiaowan, the old Taoist priest talked about what happened at noon.

Bai Su suddenly glared coldly: "Is that man wearing a red robe?"

"Yes, it's bright red, like a sissy." Before the old Taoist priest could answer, Ah Zhen said harshly.

Bai Su clenched his fists suddenly.

Sikong bites. (End of chapter)