Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

"Jialan, this is between us and Ouyang Yue. You can leave. As you said, we don't need you to intervene in our affairs."

Nangong Beibei pursed her lips and made a low voice. Looking at the situation in front of her, she was extremely worried.

They are not Ouyang Yue's opponents, but they never know when Ouyang Yue will fight!

"It's really none of my business, but I want to meddle in my own business. What can I do?" Jialan makes a sound slowly, and the eyes are facing the dark eyes of Ouyang moon.

Even if Nangong Beibei doesn't say it, Jialan already knows it.

"If you want to meddle in your own business, you can do it when you get out of Xiqiu. A lot of things are waiting for you. Kalan, don't fight me!" Ouyang Yue was already very impatient, but the fierce light in her eyes was all visible, and there were all kinds of murders.

Ouyang Yue's rule is that if you can't get something, or if you can't use it for her, it's better to destroy and die!

Since Nangong Beibei is not willing to stay sincerely, the first time there will be a second time. It's better to let it go.

"I've been helping you a lot before. I really put your words in my heart. But now, I don't want to put them in my heart. What should I do?"

Jialan thin lips gently lifted, voice from the throat, but it is a bit hoarse, a bit low.

The look is just as like as two peas of the questions that just now asked by her, and Ouyang Yue's heart is really very uncomfortable.

"Do what you want. It's your business. It has nothing to do with me."

Ouyang month red lips start, slow voice, and at the moment, Ouyang month said those words, lips are like spitting cold poison.

Every word, brought to Jialan, it is deep pain.

"Yes, I'll do whatever I want. It has nothing to do with you. Why do you ask me?" Jialan sword points at Ouyang Yue directly.

The bodyguards nearby look at the scene, confused and flustered. The relationship between Ouyang Yue and Jialan is also well known.

Even if at the moment in turn, but in the end Jialan or ouyangyue side of... Red man.

It's not easy.

And Ouyang Yue's face, from beginning to end, has not the slightest change, is a face of indifference.

It was as if all that had happened in front of her was just an inconsequential accident.

"Well

Stuffy hum directly from the throat, and Nangong Beibei is to see Jialan directly to one side, directly fell on the ground,.

It was Ouyang Yue who made the move.

Sure enough, for Ouyang Yue, Jialan is just an dispensable piece of chess. The life and death of Jialan has nothing to do with Ouyang Yue, and no one wants to stop Ouyang Yue!

However, Jialan was not easily defeated. He supported himself with a long sword and wanted to get up, but he felt that his chest was inexplicably uncomfortable.

Until... There's a smell of sweetness in your lips.

And the next moment, the blood from the mouth directly diffuse, but it is so fast, Jialan even some reaction.

This is the first time for him to confront Ouyang Yue openly in front of so many people, and it is also the first time for Ouyang Yue to fight Jialan.

Jialan can't describe such a feeling, only aware of his heart, as if he had been inserted with a knife, bloody appearance, very uncomfortable.

When Ouyang Yue comes near Jialan, the rest of the guards directly surround Nangong Beibei and Lengfeng. Originally Lengfeng wanted to fight, but Nangong Beibei stopped him.

At such a critical moment, if you make a move, it will only come to an end, that is: death.

Since ancient times, when you catch a thief first, you have to wait for Ouyang Yue to relax her guard and take Ouyang Yue at one stroke!

Moreover, in front of everyone, ouyangyue stretched out her hand to Jialan, but Jialan directly avoided ouyangyue's action and twisted her head to one side.

"Kalan, this is the last chance."

Ouyang Yue's two pupils stare at Jialan tightly, and settle down in front of him. They don't even turn their steps. The woman in front of him is saying cold words.

But her face did not change, but the woman who would smile at him and cry at him would say to him:

"Kalan, those things are very dangerous. You must be careful."

This is what she would say to him every time he did something or went on a task.

But, ah, she was not what she was at that time.

Tight pursed lips, but it is rippling out a smile, although the smile is, but the smile is all cold, cruel.

No, it was a faint self mockery, "you give the opportunity, I don't want, Ouyang Yue, everything has long been over, you and I have long been not the relationship before."

Because once too sad, too stupid, so at the moment, just want to abandon.

Ouyang Yue didn't answer Jialan's words, but fell into silence. After a long silence, she said: "don't stop me. I'm not happy. I may do something bad at any time."

Including killing him?

Yes, how could anyone who could give him up not kill him himself? At the moment, after all, he blocked what she wanted to do.

Is anger a shame?

At the moment, Nangong Beibei reaches for Lengfeng's hand and signals to Lengfeng. In an instant, both of them have done it at the same time.

The edge of the sword is straight to Ouyang Yue, but the tip of the sword hasn't touched Ouyang Yue yet. Ouyang Yue's reaction is instantaneous. She flicks her sleeve, and her fierce palm wind rolls out.

Cold wind was directly knocked down on the ground, blood directly rolled out, the thin lips of blood, but it is very eye-catching.

And Nangong Beibei?

She was forced to step back a few steps. Fortunately, she stood still in time, but even so, Nangong Beibei could also detect that it was Ouyang Yue's mercy.

If not, she would be the same as the cold wind. Before, she was not afraid of such pain, but now... She can't.

"Nangong Beibei, this is my last chance to give you." The cold voice rolled out from the red lips. Ouyang Yue and Nangong Beibei separated a distance. At the moment, Ouyang Yue's eyes were on her line of sight, but it was a bit arrogant. The whole person was extremely cold.

Ouyang Yue is warning her that this is the last chance. Whether she can grasp it depends on herself, but... If not?

At the moment, Nangong Beibei is not sure whether she can do those things against the cold wind.