Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

"Nangong Beibei, or toxin."

The cold wind is very cold to shangnangong Beibei's sight.

Nangong Beibei lowered her head, but she didn't know how to answer Lengfeng's words. She didn't tell him about toxin.

But he

Also, before she and Ouyang Yue came back, Leng Feng had already been brought back unintentionally. If the butterfly accidentally let it slip.

That's reasonable.

"You didn't tell me why you were toxin. When I met you, were you Nangong Beibei or toxin?"

Cold wind suddenly clasped her hand, cold wind's wrist is wrapped with gauze, and his face is a bit morbid white.

Touch the skin, is also quite cold, and the cold wind seizure strength is also quite strong, as if, and then on a few parts of the force, can be crushed by his pinch.

I'm afraid Nangong Beibei's small body can't bear it, so the cold wind is still a little relaxed: "talk, why don't you talk?"

Silence is acquiescence.

Nangong Beibei pursed her lips. Finally, she said, "when you met me, I was Nangong Beibei. I have always been Nangong Beibei. Toxin, that's just a name. As long as I'm me, what's my name and what's the difference? "

On labial horn, it is a bit bitter however, the thing of toxin son how to tell cold wind?

Now he just has some understanding of the original things, but he has never experienced it personally, and he has no way to judge so much.

What's more, she didn't want him to remember these things.

I thought Ouyang Yue had really erased his memory, but I didn't expect that Ouyang Yue was cheating her!

"Then tell me, what do you mean by that?" Cold breeze's Mou Guang is still sharp force to South Temple Beibei, don't want to move of meaning.

If he doesn't hear the answer, he won't let go.

"I... Ouyang Yue said that it would be risky to take out the poisonous insect. I'm afraid that you will forget those memories and that you don't know me. That's why I..."

That's why she said that?

If you think about it carefully, it seems to be the same thing. The anger in Lengfeng's heart is slightly calmed down, but the tone is quite calm: "I tell you, it's enough to lose memory once, and you don't have the qualification to do it again, do you understand?"

With a cold hum, the cold wind directly shook off Nangong Beibei's hand. The force was too strong. Nangong Beibei almost fell down when she was shaking.

However, Lengfeng directly ignored Nangong Beibei's everything. Now, all he has is his anger. His memory is his. Why should he take away his memory?

……

A cold and fierce palm wind suddenly goes towards ouyangyue, just like a dragon rising into the abyss. Fortunately, ouyangyue responds in time and avoids Nangong Beibei's action.

That slender jade hand is to catch up with Nangong Beibei's wrist, eyebrows slightly wrinkled together: "the body's injuries are not good, you use martial arts, don't want to live?"

"I think you don't want to live!" Nangong Beibei said: "Ouyang Yue, what's your purpose and what do you want?"

"My purpose?"

Ouyang Yue avoids Nangong Beibei's action. From her angry look, she understands why she is so angry.

However, it is because Nangong Beibei knows the fact that she did not erase the memory of Lengfeng.

Now that Nangong Beibei has known about it, Ouyang Yue doesn't want to continue to cover it up and says, "yes, I didn't help."

Words fall, is a sharp palm wind toward Ouyang month, cold as a knife, but light by Ouyang month to avoid, she blocked Nangong Beibei's attack, pursed her lips: "if you go on like this, you will really die, at that time, even the gods can't save you."

"Why do you do that?" Nangong Beibei buckles Ouyang Yue's hand. Their bodies are turning quickly, but they are just like butterflies.

"Why, don't you know it in your heart?"

"If you go to southern Xinjiang, you will die. Do you really want to die?" Ouyang month again a cold and fierce voice, but is head over head toward Nangong Beibei and go.

Ouyang Yue respects Nangong Beibei, but it doesn't mean that Ouyang Yue can support Nangong Beibei to die. It's absolutely impossible.

"But I can't die, and he..."

"You also said that whether you die or not has nothing to do with whether Lengfeng's memory is lost or not. Then, what does his memory have to do with you? What's more, if you eliminate his memory without his consent, how can you treat him like this? "

Ouyang Yue put Nangong Beibei did not finish the words, but it is straightforward to say, that beautiful face, eyebrows are high frown.

But his face was quite dignified.

Nangong Beibei did not pursue Ouyang Yue any more, but slowly released her hand... She stood there.

A head of silver is dancing with the wind, the white dress is also gently swinging, in front of the people, put the whole body temperament between the eyebrows.

Indeed, there is a king's demeanor, just like wintersweet, facing the wind and snow, standing proudly.

"Miss... Why can't you let go of the hatred? Go to cicho, won't you? Can you bring so many people here? "

Ouyang Yue began to comfort Nangong Beibei, hoping that Nangong Beibei would relax her attitude and follow her back to Xiqiu, but

"It's my business whether I go back or not. It has nothing to do with you." Nangong Beibei's voice is cold, but his face is indifferent.

Then he turned and left.

That white clothes, so proud rotation, peerless youth, peerless proud face is never covered, between the eyebrows.

It's so similar to the month of that year.

Not far away, there was a man standing there with his back on his hand, but the palm of his hand was tightly held, from the moment Nangong Beibei and Ouyang Yue began to entangle.

Mou Guang never left her side.

Follow closely.

After all, she still doesn't want to go to Xiqiu with them. She wants to go to southern Xinjiang to find LAN mu... I understand. If LAN Mu doesn't die.

Nangong Beibei will never be at ease.

"Ouyang Yue!"

Inadvertently out, loud call lived Ouyang month.

Looking at not far away, and then slowly came the unintentional, Ouyang month is slowly stirred up a smile, toward the unintentional nodded: "unintentional childe."