The Supreme Emperor's Toy Girl

Lu Zisheng's rare cold performance really made Mo Bei sad and even more frightened.

She finally knew she was afraid.

But now I can't find my voice, how can I explain?

"I I... "

After opening her mouth, Mo beilian couldn't speak any practical words. How can she really explain it?

"Forget it, you don't need to know that, so I have nothing to say"

after sipping his lips, Mo Bei looked at Lu Zisheng in a quiet way, and then walked out the door without saying a word

Almost at the same time, Mo Bei looks at Xia Yan secretly with low eyes, which is full of warnings. Although it's just a flash, Xia Yan with delicate mind still perceives

Straight back, Mo Bei is still as proud as ever. He walks out of the door with a high-heeled shoe. For the first time in his life, Mo Bei chooses to escape

Mo Bei hates such evasive behavior, because it represents the cowardice she hates most in her life! However, in the face of her indifferent son, she really did not have the courage to stay.

Mo Bei also knows that as soon as she leaves, Xia Yan may tell everything, but she can't care so much. Her heart is in a mess In fact, she really wants to pull Xia Yan to run outside, and then put her on an island that her son will never see! However, where will the son let himself succeed? It's better for her not to be humiliated here. It's better to go back and calm down and think about how she should be

right!

"Yan'er, you say ~ ~"

without opening her mouth or blocking her, Lu Zisheng just quietly watched her mother leave, then turned her eyes, reached out and clasped Xia Yan's small jaw, forcing her to look at herself. Why, at this time, does she still want to escape?

"I..."

Xia Yan is forced to look at Lu Zisheng, but there is still some evasion in her eyes

"Sheng, forget it?"

Looking at Lu Zisheng, Xia Yan tentatively asks, ~

it's not that she's hypocritical, or that she doesn't want to say, or that she wants to help Mo Bei, but, if it's true, she's worried that he will be the one who will hurt the most. How can she bear it?

"Forget it? Yan'er, don't you think it's too much to say such things up to now? "

Lu Zisheng really wants to pry open Xia Yan's brain melon seeds and have a good look at what's inside? How can it be so unpleasant?

"I heard all you said just now. Would you forget it if it were you?"

Indeed, what Xia Yan and Mo Bei said just now, Lu Zisheng listened to all of them clearly, and he knew all about her pain. But just because of this, he couldn't forget it. It's about her. How can he forget it?

"Well, I said."

Staring at the firm man in front of her, Xia Yan is silent for a moment. Finally, she can't bear it

Unable to resist Lu Zisheng's persistence and stubbornness, and even more unable to bear to see the sad pleading reflected in his eyes, Xia Yan finally dropped her shoulders and compromised

With soft red lips, Xia Yan slowly tells the truth

That night three years ago, when the flaming beam on the top of her head fell straight on her body, Xia Yan didn't have time to dodge. She didn't even call. She just stood in the same place and looked at it.

In fact, Xia Yan is not afraid. She is really not afraid. She just feels sad. She is sad that she can't see the man she loves before she dies. She is sad that she can't say "I love you" again before she has time to die. There is a trace of sadness in her eyes. Xia Yan keeps reciting the name of her lover in her heart. Her love, which was originally intended to hold hands for a lifetime, is just beginning to disappear I'm sorry to leave, but I don't want to leave

…

Maybe Xia Yan doesn't want to leave, or her calling for Lu Zisheng is too strong, or her inner feelings are too strong. Under the wings of the beautiful Firebird, God, at the last second, chooses to open her eyes, be kind, and redeem ~ ~

there is a time when the beam of sparks is about to hit Xia Yan Huo's strong arm grabbed Xia Yan, and pulled her back from death's hand.

There was a flash of ecstasy in her heart. Xia Yan thought it was Lu Zisheng, but when she turned her head, Xia Yan's joy was replaced by disappointment

The master of the strong arm is really a man, but it's not the one Xia Yan is thinking about.

That's a strange man. Xia Yan hasn't met ~ ~

"who are you? Cough... "

Just as she made a sound, Xia Yan was choked by the fog like smoke and coughed violently. The man didn't stay any longer. He grabbed Xia Yan's arm and walked quickly to the window. Reach out and hold Xia Yan's waist. Before Xia Yan can react, the man has already jumped down from the second floor window with Xia Yan in his arms. The action is quick and exaggerated, but it's also quite crisp. What's more, it's quite well-trained! You can feel her completelyIt's a practitioner!

"Thank you for saving me, but who are you?"

With her waist crossed, Xia Yan is still coughing, but breathing the fresh air outside, the frequency of coughing slows down

Looking up, Xia Yan looks at the strong man in front of her gratefully. She wants to know who he is, but he doesn't say a word. She doesn't even have any expression on her face.

"Thank you."

Slightly side head, Xia Yan quietly waiting for the man's answer, but wait for a while, he still did not speak, shrug, Xia Yan once again said thanks, forget it, since he insisted on choosing to be a good man without leaving a name, then she will not force.

In fact, Xia Yan does not have the heart and time to ask more questions, because she is still thinking about Lu Zisheng in her heart. I don't know if he has come out yet?

After thanking, Xia Yan moves her steps, eager to run back to find Lu Zisheng.

But the man who has not been moving just now has an action when she starts

Because Xia Yan just pacing to leave, the man who rescued her suddenly started to block in front of her, the purpose of blocking is quite obvious.

Crystal clear eyes with deep questions, Xia Yan with eyes silent to ask the man, he is blocking her forward, this is very obvious can see.

It's just, why?

Does he need anything? He didn't seem to be on a whim when he did this. On the contrary, he felt like he had been planning for a long time. However, neither he nor he knew each othe