Banned from marriage for 100 days, hateful imperial dictatorship
Shaoyuan didn't bring anyone today, but she wasn't relieved because of that. Instead, she looked at Shaoyuan with a worried face.
As expected, as soon as Feng Chenmo's words fell, a bloodthirsty glint rose in Shao Xuan's eyes. He was itching to move, his slender eyes narrowing slightly as he opened his mouth, his voice unable to conceal his excitement.
"You can take three punches from me, and I'll let you take him away."
Almost rubbed his forehead and was about to cry.
Everyone on the road knows that Shao Xuan likes to fight, especially when he meets his opponent, Feng Chen Mo's provocation is just a needle of excitement for Liu.
Shao Xuan once knocked a person into a vegetative state with just three punches, it can be said that his fists are deadly.
Xiao Xiao pounced in front of Feng Chen Mo's face.
"I'll hit you with one punch, as long as it's not in the stomach."
Shaoyuan's fun was abruptly interrupted by someone, and he showed a few points of displeasure, his voice becoming even colder.
"Do you think I dare not kill you?"
"You may dare to kill me, but if you kill me, you will never know what I stole from that room."
Feng Chen Mo looked at her in surprise, "Thief? She said thief? Has she actually been a thief before?"
Shaoyan's eyes were filled with disdain, and he said contemptuously.
"Do you think I really care?"
"If you don't care, why bother entangling me and won't let go?" Little neck stiffened.
Shaoyuan's eyes narrowed slightly.
"What's your name?"
"Ye Zhi." Xiao Xiao calmly reported her name, anyway it wasn't her.
"Come here, I have something to ask you." After a long time, Shao Xuan stood up and beckoned her over.
"Don't go!" Feng Chen Mo held her back.
"It doesn't matter, if he really wants to take action, the two of us together are no match for him." Xiaoxian seemed very calm, she understood Shaoxuan better and was more worried that she would implicate Fengchenmo, they were not on the same path, from start to finish, he was innocent.
The dust and ink still don't let go.
Xiao Xiao looked at him, this man was worried about him, except for Ah Shun, he was the first.
She suddenly lifted her foot and kissed him on the cheek, saying softly: "Thank you."
The dust and wind suddenly froze.
Xiao Xiao took advantage of the opportunity to break free and ran towards Shao Xuan.
Every step was like treading on a knife's edge, the wound that had just been closed was torn open again, and fresh blood gushed out. How many times had she walked towards him like this, to disinfect his wounds, to block the knife for him, to dress him... Now, however, she was racking her brains with another man, in order to protect herself and safeguard him.
Confrontation.
Finally, he came before him, his small back bearing the weight of his hands, his fingernails digging into his flesh.
"I'll only answer one question." Xiao Xiao Dao's face was as white as if he had lost all his blood.