Calm little silly concubine: Your lord, if you have any kind of feeling, just leave me

Chapter 275 Hold her pink arm! !

"Yes." Zhuge Yan replied lightly, without any sign of anger, just raised his eyebrows lightly to Shan Man'er's words, and didn't say much.

"Hey, really, who is it?" Damn, look, she knew that there must be someone who thought the same as her, no, she really wanted to meet that person, what a hero saw Slightly the same.

"You, Shan Maner."

"..."

As soon as Zhuge Yan's words fell, Shan Man'er lost all anger... and the corners of his mouth curled up tightly, dammit, this person really deserves a beating, and then, he just rolled his eyes in front of him,

"You, don't you let go? I'm going back now!" Shan Man'er stared fiercely at the big hand that was still holding her arm, and was so depressed that she would not sitting here so long,
The atmosphere in the air was so weird that she would feel uncomfortable even if she just sat for a while, so it was better to leave first.

Zhuge Yan just looked at her indifferently, and then suddenly let go of her hand, as she said, let go of her, without saying anything.

"Okay, it's okay, that's it." Shan Man'er patted his clothes, got up from the chair, ignored him, and walked directly towards the door. She didn't ignore it... just now when Zhuge Yan suddenly let go of her hand Sometimes, my heart feels lost for no reason, and there seems to be a place in my heart that is empty, no matter how I fill it, it can't be filled.

However, because of this, she wanted to escape even more, and was also afraid...

Shan Man'er shook her head, unwilling to think about it anymore. When she stepped out of the gate, her heart temporarily calmed down, and the tension just now also slowly subsided.

As the night deepened, Shan Man'er was walking on the aisle back to Qingfeng Pavilion.

Passing a garden, suddenly, she stopped.

The moonlight was good, so she raised her head involuntarily, and found that the moon was round, and she had no idea whether the day was in the first day or the [-]th, but the moon should be two or three days before the fifteenth day.

It suddenly occurred to her that the knife in her bosom seemed to be shaped like a moon, so she couldn't help but take it out of her bosom, and put it on her head, comparing it with the moon in the sky, the smile on the corner of her mouth became deeper and deeper.

It turned out that it was really the same, and a few words suddenly came to mind: Full Moon Scimitar.

It seems that I have read that book before... Hehe, is it similar to the knife in my hand? .

(End of this chapter)