The impatience in Fang Geyu's eyes became even stronger, he pushed away Bailian's palm, his eyes seemed to be looking at the internal organs of some kind of dead fish:

"You really love talking to yourself! Didn't I express myself clearly enough? A man who is messy will only make people annoying for no reason."

Despite being rejected miserably, Balian still persisted in placing his palm on her head again and ravaged her.

"Whether you forget it or not, admit it or not, it can't change the fact that you need me."

Fang Geyu said pitifully: "Don't be arrogant, your existence is just a big trouble to me, it's a big hindrance."

Bai Lian narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Actually, Fang Geyu, you don't want to get married, do you? With your character, you are even more willing to give birth to a child to a man you don't know.

The Fang Geyu I know will not let himself become a reproductive tool in the hands of others.

Even if this is your father's wish, it won't work.

For Yu Gong, the bloodline of Shifang is not a trivial matter, it is related to the true ancestor of the evil god.

If it is inherited by another powerful family, no one can guarantee whether it will become a tool and victim of other powerful forces.

Although what you said that night was reasonable and generous, I still felt that you would not choose your father's rigid ideas.

You have your own plans and ideas. After being self-confessed, you will not choose to marry, nor will you irresponsibly pass your fate to the next generation.

But there is a lot of pressure on your father's side, Shifang City is in danger, and there are countless people seeking marriage in the Shangqing Immortal Realm.

If you delay in making a choice, can you be sure that your father will not do anything extreme for the sake of Shifang City?"

This time, Fang Geyu did not push away Bailian's palm. She stared and sneered:

"I finally know why I sealed and erased all memories about you.

Even though today is the "first time" I see you, I have to admit that in this world...

You are the only person who can see through Fang Geyu's heart, which is really scary."

Balian didn't like such an insincere compliment.

He bent his body a little more, and even closer, he could kiss her soft and fluffy hair.

He and Fang Geyu looked at each other at close range, and his tone was gentle, with a hint of bewilderment:

"So, do you want to keep me by your side? You might as well think about it before answering."

Fang Geyu sneered: "Do you want to be used by me and be my shield?"

"If that's what you want."

Fang Geyu said again: "Did you know that as a chosen one, you have to marry into Shifang City? Such a status is only a little higher than Mianshou."

Balian didn't care about the false reputation: "It seems that you really don't remember anything. In Xianling City, I am already your face, and I don't care about these false names."

"Oh?" Fang Geyu was very surprised, as if he didn't expect that he and he had such a connection.

She pushed Bailian hard and said with a sarcastic smile: "At the moment, I haven't thought about letting you marry me yet.

Since you said so, I might as well keep this identity for you, as long as you have the patience to stay."

Bailian responded with no bad temper: "This is natural."

It’s really a slap in the face!

Fang Geyu's eyes were cold and his expression was arrogant. His voice that came out slowly was soft but also filled with cold sarcasm.

"Since you are the face leader, do you have to abide by the rules of the face leader?

Since you want to stay on your own, I am your master. If the master doesn't want to see you, you have no right to come uninvited.

It is even more forbidden to prepare breakfast and come to my house on your own initiative like today.

Without the permission of the master, you are not allowed to touch my body, not even a hair or a finger.

If I need to summon you, as my chief minister, you must be there as soon as I am summoned without any slightest care.

If you want to live well in Shifang City, I advise you to be more responsible and have less unnecessary illusions. Here with me, there is no chance for any of your delusions to come true."

Fang Geyu slowly raised his head, his black and white eyes with ruthless unruliness, looking at Bai Lian, who was a full head taller than him.

"Although this face is quite acceptable, as the face of this young lady, I have not given you the right to look at me, but you are looking down at me. It is really disrespectful."

Under the big sleeves of her nightgown, she lifted one finger slightly, and the Shifang Sword, which was carefully placed on the sword stand, trembled and was unsheathed an inch.

Quietly, he borrowed a wisp of sword energy, inserted it into his fingertips, and gathered it into threads.

She flicked her fingers, and the pure white and transparent sword energy shot out with a hint of coldness, penetrating through Balian's legs.

Balian was completely unprepared for her and did not dodge. He only felt a pain in his knee, like an ice needle passing through his bones.

I suddenly became numb and numb, and my knees suddenly became weak and unable to bend, making it difficult to support them.

Fang Geyu pushed him back instantly, with a contemptuous sneer on his face: "And the most important thing is, if I let you fall, you have no right to stand higher than me."

Balian fell backwards, but did not fall completely.

He sat on the ground with his buttocks, his knees slightly bent, and his hands resting on the soft carpet. Perhaps he felt that Fang Geyu had used the power of the evil god in the Shifang Sword.

This made a faint hint of anger appear in his eyes.

When she was about to speak, Fang Ge's eyes were cold and arrogant. She raised one foot and dropped it towards his belly.

"Also, if the master doesn't let you speak, you can't open your mouth to disturb other people's ears."

Although Fang Geyu felt that his current aura and posture matched the angle of looking down at people, his eyes were extremely wild and handsome.

However, her height of just over 1.5 meters makes it difficult for her to unleash the domineering spirit of 2 meters tall.

The little feet as tender as cat claws fell down, but it was more like some kind of evil interest between men and women.

The calm confidence that Balian had when he arrived was shattered, he could no longer laugh, and his ears turned red.

He seemed distressed by Fang Geyu's shy and unaware behavior.

The little feet fell down without ceremony, and the angle was also very tricky and subtle.

Fang Geyu raised his smooth chin high and put one foot on someone else's body, yet he felt an understatement of indifference.

She slowly bent down and slowly placed her weight on Balian's body.

Feeling of discomfort followed, and Balian frowned, reaching out to grab her slender shins.

Fang Geyu looked down at him with cold eyes, as if there was an abyss in his eyes.

The girl showed no shyness at this age and carelessly tapped his belly with her delicate toes.

The force of the step is gentle and gentle, like the opening and closing of a snow-white kitten's claws when scratching someone.

Under Balian's gradually cracking expression, she half-smiled but said:

"Maybe it was because I really liked you in the past that I made you behave like this without etiquette.

Maybe at that time I said I was keeping you as my face, but in my heart I still treasured you.

It's a pity that I am no longer what I used to be, and the passionate emotions of girls in the past have nothing to do with me.

But in this case, no matter how many times I say it, you never seem to understand. You have always held a trace of fantasy in your heart, 'You are special to me, Fang Geyu, after all.'

But unfortunately, I can accept the opinions you put forward, and I will control and use everything about you. But your identity is only limited to your appearance."

Is Fang Geyu, who claims to have emotional memory, such a crazy person?

I don't know why, looking at her like this, Balian felt a lot of strange emotions.

It's not that Fang Geyu's words are too close to reality and make people despair and helpless, but that facing her like this makes Bailian have random thoughts...

Because to her, he is just a stranger living between pen and paper.

As she said, there are no familiar memories and no special emotions.

Because she needed to deal with the endless stream of suitors, she needed him to stay here as her face.

Just because there is a need and he is suitable.

Apart from that, there is nothing else.

Does this mean that if it were another stranger who put forward such conditions and stayed with her as a face...

Would she also treat him so wantonly and do these intimate and extravagant behaviors without any scruples?

Thinking of this, Balian's heart became tormented and her thoughts became entangled, and the hand holding her ankle unknowingly loosened a little.

Fang Geyu narrowed his eyes slightly, watching his expression gradually darken, and pressed his feet hard and slowly and softly.

Like a lazy, snow-white lion cub, with the innate ferocity of youth, it is teasing the prey under its paws.

Balian stubbornly pursed his lips tightly, his eyes were moist and foggy, and he did not speak or struggle.

This submissive attitude was indeed true to his words, just like what he had just promised.

Although he was unwilling to do so, he still followed her wishes and became a qualified face-shou.

The writing is always clear and shallow.

Fang Geyu didn't know what kind of specific feelings Balian had for her. She only knew that his background was no worse than her own.

The Crown Prince of Zhongyou.
To be continued...