Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

Then the sword was put back into its sheath by the cold wind.

Nangong Beibei looked at the cold wind's left hand, but the blood was tightly around it, which was shocking.

She knew that he was doing it for their good and acquiesced that he would not pursue this matter, but his tone was still cold, even with some irresistible dignity.

"Your future identity is Qiushui. Nangong Beibei has already died. Qiushui's voice is bad. But for you, it's better to shut up. "

What she said is reasonable, but Nangong Beibei is not that kind of stupid person. Lengfeng's words are clear in her heart.

"I'll wrap it up for you." Nangong Beibei approached Lengfeng to help him, but Lengfeng's hand raised and directly avoided Nangong Beibei's action.

Once upon a time, Lengfeng said that he would protect her for a lifetime and treat her well. In addition, this time, they have paid homage twice.

But Leng Feng's attitude to her is

Nangong Beibei's breath was tight. She could even hear the sound of the wind blowing leaves outside, but she didn't know what to do when she stood there.

"Rest."

The cold wind makes a sound slowly. Although the sound is light, it is cold and sharp.

Nangong Beibei knew that he hated her.

But she knew that she was not wrong when she came to Jiangguo this time. Even if Lengfeng refused her thousands of miles away, she could not easily give up anything.

"I will prove that you are my husband Lengfeng, not Xiao Li, the prince of Jianguo."

This time, Nangong Beibei wants to put all his bets on it. He must take the cold wind out of Jiangguo, so that they can no longer be trapped in the power field.

Cold wind is a gentle smile, cold voice rang up again: "right government and opposition, how long do you think you can stand here, if you want to protect your life, you should be careful."

When he spoke, his eyes did not look at Nangong Beibei any more. He took down the things on the table and directly lay on the table with his hands on his head.

That appearance, it is to have a kind of evil appearance.

"You go to bed, I'll sleep on the floor." Nangong Beibei forbeared the pain in his heart and reached for the quilt.

"No need."

Two words cold way voice, but cut off Nangong Beibei's action, but Nangong Beibei is noticed the blood on the silk handkerchief.

At that time, she and Lengfeng... Didn't pay attention to it. They just remember how to explain to Lin Xianer.

"Then you can sleep in bed. I'll help you with the quilt." Nangong Beibei spoke softly, but on the table was the jewelry that the cold wind had just taken down for her.

Just now gentle, cold wind is to autumn water, but it is to the surface, just because autumn water is the princess of Southern Xinjiang, no matter whether there is love in the heart, it is also the person he must marry.

But she's not.

"No need." The cold wind throws out his opinion again.

But Nangong Beibei didn't pay attention to the meaning of the cold wind. She took two quilts and laid them on the ground. She took a small pillow.

"If you don't sleep in bed, sleep on the floor." In short, you can't sleep in bed.

Leng Feng sat up deep, but looked coldly at Nangong Beibei: "have you forgotten what I just said to you? Even in southern Xinjiang, there will be walls and ears. "

All the emotions in those eyes are indifferent and alienated.

As soon as the words came out, Nangong Beibei also understood, but this

But the words of cold wind are not unreasonable.

She nodded, said: "I know, you in the end or do not believe me, the world does not love you woman will run around you."

Tone with a slight sense of regret, and her lips, eyes that wipe smile, like the beautiful fireworks bloom, beautiful after the fall, but very dim.

It's not like it's made up.

Lengfeng suddenly came down from the table and came to Nangong Beibei. He squinted and looked at Nangong Beibei. Although he saw the face of Qiushui, he was looking at Nangong Beibei. His voice was slow: "why don't you take down your human skin mask and show it to me?"

Close to very close, several times the cold wind saw are flawless face, in front of him, is autumn water, but the voice is completely different.

That's why he made such a request to her.

"Well."

Nangong Beibei, responding to her voice, tore off the mask directly, revealing her original face. Her skin was white and red, just like a baby's skin, which could be broken by blowing. But her eyebrows and eyes were delicate, just like a picture scroll. Even now all her three thousand hair fell down.

Autumn is beautiful, but not Nangong Beibei, even if she has now put all her hair down, can still not stop her beauty.

Leng Feng looked at her and forgot to speak for a moment. At this moment, he had the illusion that he had seen her somewhere.

But I can't remember.

Nangong Beibei shows her face in front of Lengfeng, but she has covered her face again in a moment. She can appear in front of Lengfeng without reservation.

But not in front of outsiders.

Not only beware of eavesdroppers, but also eye liner, no one will have a good fruit to eat as long as this matter is exposed. She naturally needs to act cautiously.

From Nangong Beibei's recovery to the appearance of Qiushui, Lengfeng's face is slightly surprised. But soon, the fundus of his eyes is gradually restored to indifference and alienation, and his thin lips are raised: "you are Qiushui now, and you should be careful in the future."

Lengfeng is obviously willing to help Nangong Beibei hide, for this, Nangong Beibei is still happy, at least he is not too indifferent to her.

But in Lengfeng's heart, it's just because he saved Nangong Beibei last time. If Nangong Beibei is going to die, he will lose the meaning of saving Nangong Beibei.

"Have a rest." When Nangong Beibei was in a trance, he heard the words of the cold wind.

Nangong Beibei let out a "um" and directly lay on the bed. At the moment when she lay down, she saw the cold wind lying on the ground and Nangong Beibei's quilt.

"Thank you." Lengfeng once again toward Nangong Beibei said such a sentence, the tone is very sincere.

Such a tone, a thank you, is the distance between the two of them to delimit, Nangong Beibei's heart, but also a pain.

His thanks only refer to her helping him.