Without the trouble of outsiders, Ye Jiangxue and Yan Junqing returned to the initial state they had imagined, but Ling Zhexiao looked at Yan Junqing quietly. In his purple eyes, he could not see what he was thinking at the moment. Then his scarlet lips opened again: "Brother... you are really confused by this woman. What is there in her way that she can keep you and make you wholeheartedly for her?"

Ling Zhexiao said that at first it was still dull and without ups and downs. When he said that there was something uncontrollable excitement. He really didn't understand why his most respected brother made such a decision, and he couldn't understand the "feeling" between his brother and Ye Jiangxue.

Ye Jiangxue didn't take Ling Zhexiao's words to heart, as if she didn't hear them at all. She just looked at Ling Zhexiao vigilantly in case he did anything unpredictable, such as...the beauty Jun Qing who molested her! For example...the beauty Jun Qing who intimidated her! For example...the beauty Jun Qing who hurt her!

"Zhexiao, you will regret what you have done." Yan Junqing looked at Ling Zhexiao with an expressionless face, his eyes suddenly flashed, and his heart was still a little moved.

After all, Ling Zhexiao is a relative who is related to him, but at the same time he is also the one who Ye Jiangxue wants to destroy. Yan Junqing is not merciless. He is carrying more than his own life on his shoulders. He now has his own lover and his children, which is also an indivisible emotion. Even his relatives cannot hurt them.

"Hehe...hehe...brother...do you know, what I love most is your name?" Ling Zhexiao's voice exuded a sense of loss and despair.

Ling Zhexiao's mood drifted away with his memory. When he returned to childhood, he seemed to see Ling Qingyu, who had gently carried him on his body. This is how warm and warm he had been chasing all his life, but why does it seem that he was getting farther and farther away from him?

Ling Zhexiao stretched out her hand, her fingers were clean and slender, but now they were still full of murderous aura. She pointed at Yan Junqing, but Ye Jiangxue. Her face, which looked like a flower, twitched for a moment. She turned her head slightly to avoid Ling Zhexiao's hand, and put her face on Yan Junqing's arm, then bared her teeth at Ling Zhexiao: "Can you be able to blink your fingers? Be careful not to bounce it on Junqing."

Three black lines slid down Ling Zhexiao's face. He chose to ignore Ye Jiangxue's attack again. His hands with distinct joints approached Ye Jiangxue's face little by little, as if they were carrying great pressure. Just when he was about to touch Ye Jiangxue's forehead, Yan Junqing reached out and flicked Ling Zhexiao's finger.

After just a moment of contact, Ling Zhexiao felt as if his whole body was exposed to electricity. He immediately retracted his hand, pounded it beside him, and then clenched it into a fist.

"Is it really a matter of this woman to fight me?" Ling Zhexiao's narrow phoenix eyes narrowed. At this moment, the hostility emanated from his body was full of coldness. Ye Jiangxue was not afraid of this ghost aura. She stubbornly raised her face and looked at Ling Zhexiao with the exclusive aura of the empress.
Chapter completed!