After I quit my relationship, my fiancé was attacked by me

Chapter 392
The candle ignited with a "chi" sound, the elegant and simple curtain hung down, and Fu Xuan's long eyelashes trembled.

Lang Jun slowly untied the few hair accessories and hairpins in her hair, and three thousand black hairs were scattered on her delicate shoulders and back.His long and slender fingers pinched her chin lightly like when he kissed for the first time, but he didn't lean forward to kiss her.

He looked at her tenderly and affectionately, his eyes were as deep as the sea, and his breath was as light as a feather, brushing her face, gently sweeping on the tip of her heart.

"Xuanxuan." Xie Zhan sighed and complained.

A ghostly voice of jade broke into her heart directly from her eardrums, Fuxuan's scalp gradually became numb, and her jade-like skin gradually turned pink. She couldn't stand him calling her so affectionately.

Xie Zhan backed away a little, glanced at her again, and looked at Fu Xuan's shy and timid appearance with great enjoyment, her beautiful eyes were flowing, she was as pure as a fairy, and she couldn't hide her beauty like a witch charming.

He didn't speak, just stared at her, and didn't look away for a long time. Fu Xuan was shy for a long time, and couldn't stand his scorching scrutiny any longer, so she shifted her sitting posture to cover up, covered her heart to block his sight, and took a deep breath. With a sly smile in his eyes, he looked sideways at him, turning his defense into an offense: "Brother Changheng..."

The tone of voice is comparable to that of his just now, which is soft and ambiguous.

Men are usually more vulnerable to teasing/challenging than women in certain things, Xie Zhan froze, swallowed in embarrassment, but pretended to be calm and half-truthful: "Brother Changheng loves Xuanxuan very much, hurry up I can’t bear to leave, but what should I do?” Sigh again: “It’s really the town of beauties, the tomb of heroes.”

When it comes to being brave, Fuxuan has never backed down. She put her hand on his heart, stroked the scar left by the arrow, and said lively and mischievously: "At the moment of family and country affairs, if brother Changheng is only interested in the love of his children and only knows how to have fun, If you only know how to hook up, what kind of hero is that?"

Xie Zhan was amused by her pretentious appearance, "Oh, I have been here for three days, who is it that is here to hook up people? What is the purpose of the little goblin?"

Since three days ago, Fu Yiyan heard the news that Xie Zhan was about to go to war, and Fu Xuan couldn't wait for him to come to Fu Mansion to explain to her, so she hurriedly handed over the matter of Yuanlu Academy to Fu Xiao temporarily, and took With a real madness of being drunk today, he lives in his Tingfengyuan regardless.

During the day, Xie Zhan is always busy, either in the study and his generals arranging the distribution of food and grass, or going to the suburbs to rectify the weapons, and will come back at night to meet the girl who is waiting for her.

Whenever she is free, Fuxuan will tell Xie Zhan the heroic achievements of her uncle and father, the difficulties they have encountered, the hardships they have endured, how they lured the enemy deep, how Save the day.She didn't say it clearly, but she searched all the memories in her mind and revealed all she knew to him. The purpose was simple and easy to understand. She hoped that Xie Zhan, who had never confronted Dazhou people, could learn from it and be a warning.

From this, Xie Zhan could see her nervousness, and she could see that she cared about him.Whenever she spoke, he listened very patiently, and did not interrupt her to share information that she thought was useful, which could reassure her a little bit, and it was better than she regretted not telling him these things after he left.

Up to now, Fu Xuan thinks that she can't follow the army to make trouble for him, and she can't help him in other places. What can be given to him is probably these few indirect experiences, and this body will always belong to his body.

Thinking of this, Fu Xuan coquettishly replied to his question just now: "It's all said to be a goblin, what purpose can it have?" She made a movement of sucking blood, and continued: "Of course I want Mr. Knowing how good I am, I started to miss it when I left. Does Brother Chang Heng feel how good I am?"

She really hoped that he would taste his essence, hope that his heart would be firmly imprinted with longing, and hope that the sweetness of the present could become a thirst-quenching fountain for him in the bloody and indifferent battlefield in the future, encouraging him to return with great victories.

After Fuxuan's words fell, Lang Jun's light breathing finally stopped. He put his hand on her slender waist, and gently and slowly stroked it. The gradually rippling emotions were shown through his darker and darker eyes, and his eyes lit up with emotion. He was scorching black, and his expression seemed to be smashing to the bone and sucking the marrow.

Xie Zhan narrowed the distance between the two, and boasted with a smile: "Xuanxuan is good from head to toe, her hair is beautiful, and her fingernails are long, which suits my liking. Here, here, here, there is really nothing wrong. One imperfection."

Fu Xuan was tickled by him, and patted the back of his hand, but was amused by his words, and said coquettishly, "Hmph, what's your purpose in saying these sweet words?"

Xie Zhan did not hide himself, and his eyes signaled her to see for herself, "What is Brother Changheng's purpose, don't you ask knowingly. What about the sachet? I'll go get it."

Fu Xuan shook her head and said, "You didn't bring it when I came back."

Xie Zhan's eyes were clear for a moment, and his complexion sank slightly. Thinking of the unscrupulousness of the past few days, he couldn't help but asked in a panic: "Did you drink Bizi Tang?"

Fuxuan pretended not to see his cold face, curled her lips and said, "Brother Changheng, didn't you ask me to have more children for you? Aren't you going to marry me? If I become pregnant, I will wait for you When you come back, you have a wife and son, isn't it double happiness?"

"Xuanxuan, you are not married yet, if you are pregnant..."

Xie Zhan's words were interrupted by Fu Xuan: "If I was pregnant before marriage, and I was looked down upon by others, but you abandoned my wife and children, and didn't come back to save my face, I would hate you, and I wouldn't just do it for you. You are a widow. I will take your flesh and blood to marry someone else, and I will sleep by the side of another man every day, completely forgetting you. And your child will follow the surname of others, enter the genealogy of others, and he will be forever He won't know that his father is Xie Changheng. Do you remember?"

Hearing Fu Xuan's cruel words, seeing her firm and gradually wet eyes, Xie Zhan felt pain and fear, and his determination was unprecedentedly firm, he murmured with a bit of sobs: "Xuanxuan."

From the beginning to the end, he, Xie Changheng, had little resistance in front of this girl, and Fu Xuan pushed him to the brink of collapse with just one word. As soon as he anticipated the consequences, his heart ached.

Fu Xuan didn't give him any chance to escape. She hugged Xie Zhan's arm, softly and firmly: "Are you afraid? Are you afraid of losing me? If you are afraid, come back safely. Your flesh and blood, waiting for you together."

After speaking, she kissed his chin, kissed his Adam's apple, her hair was like water plants, enveloping him and entwining him.

She showed power with both strength and softness, and grasped Lang Jun's heart firmly. Lang Jun finally pinched her chin again, made her look at him, and promised: "How can I be willing to hand you over to others, I will definitely let you go!" Come back on time to marry you."

Fuxuan: "Pray for your health and peace."

Xie Zhan: "I pray that you can rest on your pillow, and may you be happy forever. May you and I be like lotuses with two pedicles, with double flowers blooming in the north and south, and the pedicles will always be connected."

Fu Xuan nodded and smiled with satisfaction.

When Lang Jun finally kissed her, Fu Xuan gave him a delicate and warm response.

The girl opened her arms and heart to welcome the man on the tip of her heart.

The two are at the closest distance in the world and compose a heart song together.

Xie Zhan is extremely picky and has extremely high demands on himself and others.Tomorrow's expedition is imminent, and he wants to make this day unforgettable for her and unforgettable for a lifetime.

In the fluttering thoughts, the two hearts jumped eagerly, and ran towards each other, their minds gradually became muddled, and the pair of souls seemed to be separated.

The sound of the zither is euphemistic and continuous, like a sweet mountain spring coming from a deep valley, and a silk stream flowing slowly, rushing across the fields, overflowing the luxuriant grassland by the stream, and coming to the place where the mouth is parched after a long journey. At the traveler's feet.

The traveler bowed and picked up a handful of clear springs.

Its sweetness is extremely sweet, it is refreshing, its aftertaste is long, and it is very comforting.

There is scenery waiting in the distance, and the traveler will not stop there.Before traveling again, he took off his bags and clothes, and walked slowly into the Qingzhan Spring Pool, washing his tired body and mind, washing away the dust and dirt, swimming and enjoying himself.

He loves her so much, loves every bit of her.

Without the slightest depression or restraint, Fuxuan was excited at first, then cried and complained, and finally completely forgot about the world, drifting every inch and inch, unable to touch the ground.

The sun is shining on the window, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.

The green bamboos in Tingfengyuan were swept by the howling autumn wind, and the indoor atmosphere began to decline.The girl's black hair scattered on her shoulders, her delicate face was breathless, and was mottled by the red marks on the lotus arms outside the quilt, and she couldn't lift it up anymore, and her eyelids were sticky and wanted to stick together and never want to separate.

But when she heard the sound of the person next to her moving down to the ground lightly, she immediately opened her eyes again, braced her elbows nervously, and slowly sat up.

Xie Zhan paused on the ground, looked at her echoingly, rubbed the top of her head, and said, "Go to sleep, don't wake up, go back after you have enough sleep."

"Do you remember what I said?" Fu Xuan asked him again.

To reassure her, Xie Zhan recited her words to her word for word.

Fu Xuan was satisfied with this, but she still didn't go back to sleep. When Xie Zhan went to wear the armor, she also got up, and before Xie Zhan was about to go out, she tied a red bracelet with a copper bell on his wrist On, "I made it up myself, Liu Lang cherishes it."

At the end of autumn, the rising sun covers the city with brilliance, and everything is bathed in light and shadow. Xie Zhan, in a silver armor and white robe, is majestic and majestic. Standing tall on a horse, he leads an army to the battle.

Fuxuan sent him to the city gate, stood on the tower, watched his receding back, and waved goodbye to him.

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