Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

But Leng Feng firmly believes that Nangong Beibei has never appeared before, because in his memory, Nangong Beibei has never appeared.

He went over and lifted her red cap. Sure enough, he saw that she was asleep with her eyes closed. Her eyelashes were curly and her skin was very white.

Thinking about the etiquette, Leng Feng still reached out and patted Nangong Beibei on the shoulder. He whispered: "autumn water, autumn water..."

Although Nangong Beibei is tired, she also pays attention to the surroundings, for fear that when the cold wind comes back, she will miss it. Now, with the sound of the cold wind, Nangong Beibei wakes up.

Leng Feng stood in front of her with a smile in her eyes, but it was not the way he and her were married at that time.

His smile is more obvious.

Nangong Beibei knew that Lengfeng was reluctant to make the peace. Thinking of this, Nangong Beibei gently opened his lips.

At least Leng Feng didn't want to. She knew Leng Feng's intention, but it was enough.

"Here, have a drink." Lengfeng picked up the wine pot on the table, poured the wine, but handed the other wine cup in his hand to Nangong. There was always a warm smile on his face.

"Well." Nangong Beibei took it over. Although he had an experience with Lengfeng before, Nangong Beibei's face was still flushed.

Two people's hands crossed, and then the wine in the cup a Yang but do, at this time Xipo and palace people are also respectfully back out.

And the door.

Two people first is a burst of indifference, but the first voice of that person or cold wind, tone gently: "it's late, it's time to have a good rest."

The slender hand, however, took all the crowns and jewels from her head. It was extremely slow and gentle.

Nangong Beibei's heart was a little nervous. She noticed Lengfeng's handsome face. The outline of her facial features was very deep and obvious, and she was extremely charming.

A man like an immortal, she

Lengfeng's hand came to her waist, but Nangong Beibei immediately responded. He reached out to hold Lengfeng's hand and stopped him.

"Why?" The cold wind makes a sound.

Nangong Beibei pursed her lips, but she summoned her courage in her heart. Then she said, "cold wind, I'm not Qiushui, I'm Nangong Beibei."

This words fall, cold wind's eyes is deep lock, looking at Nangong Beibei, cold wind originally handsome face, but cold sink down a few minutes.

It's a little bit more arrogant.

The person in front of her said that she was not Qiushui. Lengfeng believed that Qiushui's voice was broken. Even if she could speak, she would not have such a beautiful female voice.

Nangong Beibei had already summoned up good courage, but he retreated in the cold wind's fierce eyes.

"Why do you come to Jiangguo disguised as Qiushui? Don't you know it's a capital crime of deceiving you?"

"I..."

"Or do you want to tell me that you came to Jiangguo because of me?"

"I..."

Nangong Beibei pursed her lips. Yes, she came because of the cold wind. But under the cold wind's eyes, she couldn't speak.

"Tell the truth." Cold wind's one face, is also gloomy down, like the night when the head, it seems to be the terror of Yin measurement.

Nangong Beibei saw that Lengfeng's tone was not good, and stabilized his mood. Then he slowly made a sound and nodded: "yes, I'm here because of you."

"Do you still think I'm the cold wind?"

Listening to Nangong Beibei's words of the same diameter before, the cold wind slowly lifted her thin lips, but her tone was not good.

Nangong Beibei's throat was blocked, but his hand in the vast cuff was tightly clenched into a fist, his face was very deep, and he was a little timid in his heart.

Even if the cold wind did not speak before, the whole person looked cold, very noble and cold, but the cold wind would not show such an expression.

Now it must be angry.

Yes, Lengfeng doesn't know who she is now. The wife she was going to marry suddenly married someone else. No wonder she gets angry.

Seeing Lengfeng like this, Nangong Beibei said with a smile: "you may think what I said is false, but if it's not true, I won't come from southern Xinjiang and take such a big risk. If Qiushui didn't know the truth, she would not agree with me. If I'm really a spy from southern Xinjiang, I won't tell you so much. Isn't it better for LAN Mu to let Qiushui come to Jiangguo directly? How could I come here? "

The smile, but it is a faint self mockery.

Lengfeng's attitude really hurt Nangong Beibei.

However, after Nangong Beibei said such a thing, the room was silent, looking at Nangong Beibei coldly.

But I'm thinking.

"You said I had a past with you?"

"Yes." Nangong Beibei nodded and directly met Lengfeng's eyes.

They have all come to this point. The truth must be told. Nangong Beibei can't do the hidden things.

Now that she has decided to do so, why hide the cold wind?

There's no need for that.

"But I don't have any impression of the past you said." The cold wind pursed her lips and made a sound. There was no movement on her thin lips.

If two people really know each other, they will have an impression of the past.

But he didn't remember half of it.

So, how to say that two people knew each other before?

Lengfeng didn't want to believe it was true.

"Do you feel like you have experienced the memories in your mind? If you think about it carefully... "Nangong Beibei's throat is blocked.

Lengfeng's memories are all woven. Since the woven memories, there must be flaws in Nangong Beibei's understanding.

Those woven things are not as solid as real memories.

She hoped that she could let Lengfeng think about those things, but Lengfeng didn't, instead, she pulled out a sword beside her.

Seeing this, Nangong Beibei got up from his bed and thought he was going to do it.

"Go away."

Leng Feng Leng glanced at Nangong Beibei and said in a cold voice.

Nangong Beibei went to one side without making a sound, but saw the cold wind lift the quilt and found the white silk handkerchief.

She understood it in an instant, and saw the cold wind stroke the sword into her palm, and there was a little red on the white silk handkerchief.