Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

At that time, there was something wrong with Feng Ni ran. Bai Chen knew that according to toxin er's character, she would never live alone in the world. What she wanted in her life was a couple.

Since she didn't live with fengnicran, she will follow fengnicran after her death.

People die, but beauty white hair and bone, although died of a wind inverse dye, but toxin son's life will continue, all things, not because of the wind inverse dye leave and lack of anything.

But her character is too stubborn.

He then poisoned her with forgetting worry grass, but unexpectedly, she finally recovered her memory.

White dust opened the corner of his lips, some bitter, throat also some pain, that pair of black deep eyes, also played up a layer of sad color: "since you have the memory to remember, why do you have to ask me the answer, the answer is what you see, hear, is the same."

He pinched his palm, but he didn't feel his pain at all.

Nangong Beibei frowned. What does Bai Chen mean?

What she heard and saw was true, but why didn't toxin leave such a scene in her memory? As a matter of fact, it has nothing to do with her whether Feng Ni ran died or not. She just wants to find out how Feng Ni ran died and what is the relationship between Feng Ni ran and Leng Feng?

"What is the answer?" Nangong Beibei asked, and his tone sank a little.

White dust looked at her eyes, more with a bit of examination, but for a while, but gently sighed, back hand and stand: "since you have not thought of it, then don't think about it, don't know, there are benefits of don't know."

Lin xian'er can take Lengfeng as a substitute for Chengfeng, but she can't

"Wait a minute." Nangong Beibei reaches out his hand and anxiously wants to stop Bai Chen, but his action is too big. He gets up too hard and falls off the bed directly.

White dust see Nangong Beibei such appearance, but heartache unceasingly: "su'er, you this is why?"

"I just want to know how Feng Ni ran died." Nangong Beibei said this with difficulty. She just wanted to get the truth out.

Bai Chen sighed and helped Nangong Beibei up. "Even if you know, fengni Ran is dead and can't come back."

"But I just want to know that I used to like him very much, but now I don't have any impression of him. I've heard other people talk about his existence, saying that Feng Ni ran and Leng Feng are very similar. How could there be two people who are so similar in the world? How did Feng Ni ran die? Why didn't I have any impression?" Nangong Beibei lowered his tone, and he was wronged.

The person Bai Chen likes is toxin, not Nangong Beibei. For the sake of the so-called truth, she doesn't mind putting on some clothes first!

"The wind is contrary to dye, he..." white dust wants to say to want to stop, but Nangong Beibei is eager to know the truth, unexpectedly anxious grasped white dust's hand: "how is he?"

White dust didn't speak, but the line of sight fell on Nangong Beibei's hand, Nangong Beibei noticed something wrong, quickly released white dust's hand.

For Nangong Beibei, it's nothing, but in ancient times, men and women were not compatible. What's more, in Bai Chen's eyes, Nangong Beibei is a poison!

Nangong Beibei's words and deeds are very different from those before, but these are not important to Bai Chen, but she is still her.

"He's dead. He died of the poison you made. He swallowed it himself. Otherwise, the butterfly won't take revenge on you or Lin xian'er."

Nangong Beibei is very shocked. He can't imagine that fengni Ran is the poison made by taking the poison. That

"She... Didn't I save him then? What about Lin xian'er? Isn't he married to Lin xian'er? Then why, why... "Nangong Beibei said and got stuck. He didn't know how to say it.

There are not too many memories about toxin Er, fengnican and Lin xian'er, only those from the wedding.

Later, it was all vague. Originally, she didn't care about Feng Ni ran or Lin xian'er, but she wanted to know the relationship between Feng Ni ran and Leng Feng.

As like as two peas, they can be, but they are alike in appearance.

There was an idea that rose abruptly in Nangong Beibei's mind, and her face became a little shocked and pale.

She couldn't believe it.

White dust see Nangong Beibei this appearance, can't help but sigh, hold her hand, put into the quilt, "don't think about it, have a good rest."

"How did Lin xian'er and I become good sisters?" Nangong Beibei asked the crucial point. Isn't Lin xian'er a princess?

Before that, how did you get to know toxin, how did you come into contact with Feng Ni ran, how did you

Nangong Beibei only felt that her brain was about to explode, and her mind was full of their entanglements, which had successfully aroused her curiosity.

Eager to get the answer!

"When you are well hurt, you can go back and ask ah Ling, she is the person around you, she must be the most clear." Bai Chen pursed her lips, and then walked out of the room.

He is not as like as two peas, but rather does not want to say that the existence of those memories will bring endless pain to the poisons. Even if she chooses a person who is exactly the same as the wind, at least she is not suffering as she used to be.

Yunshan, snow capped, silver gorgeous, between the mountains and rivers, the most fun, inadvertently standing in front of the bamboo house, looking into the distance, deep vision, but also with deep worry.

It has been more than ten days since Nangong Beibei and Lengfeng followed Yemei to Dayan. They haven't heard from him. How can he not worry about it?

"I know what you are thinking and what you know about Dayan, but it's also the records you saw on the master's desk. Many people want to find Dayan, but it's not for treasure."

"What's that for?"

Qiushui's words are soon picked up unintentionally. People in the Jianghu want to explore a place where there are martial arts secrets or gold and silver treasures.

In addition to these two, even if the place is good, in their eyes, it is just a touch of loess!

Listening to this unintentionally, Qiushui chuckles softly: "Dayan has treasure, but what those people want to find in Dayan is puppet skill, charm and fierce ghost. Almost all of us in southern Xinjiang know the existence of Dayan, but Dayan is a legend in our hearts. "