The smile on Xiao Muxian's lips condensed, and he sighed softly: "Your master is too polite. I am your master's friend. Coming here is like coming to your own home."
Yan Ruxue smiled and said, "Then I'll go get ready." She turned around and skipped away.
Xiao Muxian narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at Yan Ruxue's back.
This child is quite lively, but he doesn’t quite have the personality Liu Xiang likes——
She walked slowly along the nine-curved corridor.
At a corner of the lake, I finally saw Fengjian Liuxiang.
He was currently lying on the boat, his hair slightly messy, half covering his face, scattered all over, and winding down underneath him.
He looked lazy and casual, and with his eyes slightly closed, he didn't know whether he was asleep or resting his mind.
The sunlight was flowing around his body, leaving tiny silhouettes on his face. His thin lips were slightly pale, no longer as rosy as usual, but they gave people a different feeling...
Xiao Muxian was stunned again, staring at him blankly, his heart fluctuating and he didn't want to move anymore.
This man was the most powerful and beautiful man she had ever seen in her life, and he was the one she wanted to conquer.
There were so many men in the world who fell under her pomegranate skirt, and she didn't even bother to take a look.
He was the only one who always seemed distant to her, but it made her despair——
No matter what, she wants to get this man!
Only he can be worthy of her!
Only she can be worthy of him...
Other women can only be passers-by in his life, and even if they are not passers-by, she will turn them into passers-by!
She knew that what Fengjian Liuxiang's body needed most at this time was to rest, so she didn't bother her. She raised her palm, and the cloak on her body fluttered out, and gently rested on Fengjian Liuxiang's body...
It was slightly cold on the lake. He was weak now and it would be best not to get sick again.
Fengjian Liuxiang did not move, probably because he was really fast asleep.
Xiao Muxian looked at it for a while, then finally turned around and left. She was going out to make some tonic for him so that he could get better soon.
Fengjian Liuxiang's body moved lazily in his sleep, and the cloak slipped from his body and fell silently into the water...
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In the small courtyard on the green hills.
Wu Jiuzi had just fallen asleep. It became dark in front of the window. The sash opened without any wind. A man in white appeared in front of her bed, staring at her on the bed with extremely complicated eyes...
"It hurts..." Wu Jiuzi also frowned in her dream, her eyelashes were moistened with tears again, and they formed into teardrops and slid down her nose.
The man in white had deep eyes, as if burned by her tears, and his outstretched hand suffocated.
He sighed softly and wiped away her tears gently.
His eyes turned to her again. She was lying on the quilt, huddled into a small ball, which was an extremely insecure posture.
The quilt was gently lifted, revealing her slender body. She was only wearing a light-colored inner skirt. Perhaps it was suddenly exposed to air, so she shrank and moved again.
This movement probably touched the wound on her body again, causing her to moan softly: "It hurts——"
Obviously so afraid of pain, but yet so stubborn!
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