At this moment, Fang Yingnan was lying on a large wooden bed painted maroon red.
This wooden bed is close to the wall, with two layers of curtains, one thick and one thin. The thick layer is green gauze, and the thin layer is white gauze. A white jade-like cheek is revealed in the green and white contrast.
This white jade-like face is naturally difficult to deal with.
He was lying on a quilt with green and purple flowers. The quilt's splendid outer cover was made of clean, thick long-staple cotton. It had been fumigated and washed with soothing herbs a few days ago, and had been exposed to the sun for a whole day. It was covered with
The human body is warm, comfortable, and soothing.
But Fang Yingnan's mind at this moment was really not at peace, because he was dreaming a strangely beautiful dream with a hint of spring.
"Brother Fang, please slow down, I can't bear it."
Fang Yingnan looked at Xiang'er. Her jade plate-like face was stained with a layer of red glaze, and her eyes were slightly wrinkled, with two curves of autumn water that could make men all over the world become obsessed with her.
He crossed his legs, exerted another force, whipped the riding crop behind him, and a good horse with a purple body shot out like an arrow.
It immediately became more bumpy.
Xiang'er opened her mouth and wanted to shout, but before she could shout, a broad chest met her slender back and slender neck. Fang Yingnan exhaled a ball of hot air, scratched Xiang'er's temples and ears,
Her cute little white ears, which were as cute as shells, turned red with embarrassment.
"It'll be okay, your brother Fang is very powerful!"
As he said this, six people suddenly jumped out of the weeds in front of him. These six people were armed with knives, swords, spears, crutches, hammers, and claws, and attacked his upper, middle, and lower directions.
Hearing Xiang'er's scream of "ah", his body went limp in Fang Yingnan's arms.
Fang Yingnan smiled like a spring breeze. The raised corners of his mouth were like a lover's little finger, bright and moving. But his smile was obviously for Xiang'er, not for the six big men who jumped out of the grass.
Draw the sword and unsheath it.
The sword light flashed, the green sword.
The blood flowed like a waterfall, bright red blood.
In just an instant, Fang Yingnan killed all the assassins who besieged him on three sides. He obviously only used one sword, but he killed six assassins with one sword.
Those six assassins did not know until their death how one person and a sword took away their lives in an instant.
Sheath the sword and return it to its sheath.
The smile like a lover's little finger was still on his face.
He gently arranged Xiang'er's hair that was scattered around her temples, put his cheek against her hair, and said, "Do you think your brother Fang is good at it?"
Xiang'er slumped in his arms, her voice timid and trembling: "Brother Fang, you are so powerful. You are simply the most elegant, dashing and powerful knight in the world. I will follow you for the rest of my life."
Hearing this, Fang Yingnan couldn't help but raise the corners of his raised mouth. He laughed loudly at the sky, with that big and bold grin as if he wanted to eat up the fiery red sun in the sky.
Just as he was laughing, a black shadow flashed in front of him. Along with the black shadow, there were three flying swallow darts with green light!
Fang Yingnan suddenly turned from joy to shock, and from shock to sadness, and then he couldn't even be sad anymore because he was dead.
——Killed by Yan Zhuo.
After waking up from the dream, Fang Yingnan also woke up.
He took a deep breath and let it out suddenly. The rapidity and urgency of his breathing were as if he was testing whether he was still alive.
Of course he was still alive, because he could not only feel his breathing, but also the pain in his upper abdomen. The pain made him more awake, and he began to look at everything around him.
A quilt with a soothing aroma.
Soft, comfortable mattress.
Green and white curtains.
Maroon bed.
There are three more figures, three figures lined up.
"Are you awake?" Yanzhuo asked.
Fang Yingnan looked around and saw Yan Zhuo, Mu Yunfeng, and Xiang'er lined up in front of him, each with their own unique expressions.
Yan Zhuo's pair of willow-like eyebrows were slightly raised, his eyes looked caring, and there was also some indescribable smile. This smile was warm but also a little strange.
Mu Yunfeng stood next to Yan Zhuo. Although he pretended to be serious, it was obvious that he still couldn't hide his thoughts. The corners of his mouth and eyes were curved, his lips were pursed, and his face was already red.
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As for Xiang'er, Xiang'er's face already had a look of anger. Any girl would be angry if she knew that she had dreamed about the heroine in this dream, especially when this person is still a prodigal in her heart.
Fang Yingnan looked at Xiang'er's angry face and smiled, as if he was not sorry for offending her. Who can control his dreams if he doesn't dream? If he can control his dreams, he will definitely let him.
This dream lasts longer and longer...
"Brother Fang, are you feeling better?" Yan Zhuo asked again.
Fang Yingnan finally came to his senses and said, "It's better. I'm sorry for your concern."
"As soon as the waiter brings the food, we won't disturb you anymore," Yan Zhuo said.
Fang Yingnan nodded, looking away from Yan Zhuo and looking at Xiang'er again. Xiang'er's face was filled with anger, like a peach blossom, white and pink, and indescribably charming.
Xiang'er looked at Fang Yingnan and then at himself, with a look of infatuation on his face. He was so angry that he immediately turned around and pushed the door open and walked out.
Yan Zhuo and Mu Yunfeng didn't know what to say when they saw this, so they only said: "Brother Fang, take care." Then they followed Xiang'er's footsteps and left.
Fang Yingnan looked at the door that was closed by Yan Zhuo and Mu Yunfeng, and thought of Xiang'er again. Although she had left the door, her spirit was still in his heart. He knew that Xiang'er was because of what he had just done.
He felt angry because of his actions, but he didn't care. He knew that he was a romantic person, and naturally a romantic person wouldn't care about other people's opinions.
If you like, you just like. What's wrong with liking? If you like, you don't have to be together.
What if Xiang'er is willing to be with him?
Fang Yingnan dared to swear to God that he would never miss any woman again. He thought that he was a proud iceberg. He had loved the ocean currents and the sea breeze, but he knew that there was only another iceberg that he could love with all his heart.
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——The iceberg of Xiang'er.
As soon as Mu Yunfeng left the room, he leaned into Yan Zhuo's ear and whispered softly: "Brother Yan, did you hear it? What did he say in his dream just now, 'Miss Xiang'er, do you think your brother Fang is tough?
Awesome? 'It's so disgusting. What kind of dream do you think he is dreaming about?"
Yan Zhuo pinched the back of Mu Yunfeng's neck. Although his tone was scolding, there was a smile on his face unconsciously, and he said: "Don't talk about people behind their backs. What young man is not sentimental? Don't think about it."
It’s too dirty.” Although he said this, he couldn’t help but feel a little fluttering in his heart.
He is already eighteen years old, and it is inevitable that he will have wild thoughts about things between men and women, but he has never been through human affairs. He is longing for and yearning for the relationship, but it is inevitable that he will also feel a little shy.
"What are you two talking about behind my back?" Xiang'er heard the two of them muttering and felt ashamed and annoyed. She was still a girl and her reputation was more important than the sky.
Yan Zhuo smiled, quickly put away his teeth and said: "Nothing, nothing, it just means that we plan to go to the Golden Summit Palace tomorrow, so we won't delay here at Yunmeng Lake."
