Fang Geyu saw that something was wrong with his expression and was about to ask, but her overly clever mind immediately realized the ambiguity of her behavior.
As a master, there is nothing wrong with stepping on the face's belly, asserting one's own status, and emphasizing the distinction between two people.
But following his wishes, if he said it was soft, she would be lighter, if he said he was heavier, she would be heavier. Her movements were restrained to please him, and she would rub his belly with her noble feet.
Isn't this just like those unscrupulous women trying to please men?!
Fang Geyu's original intention of calling him in and giving him a show of strength has been completely overturned!
"nausea!"
"Despicable!"
"dirty!"
"Stinky cockroach!"
"How can there be such a bastard toad like you in the world!"
Fang Geyu was so angry that his whole body was shaking, his face was like blood dripping, he was disgusted and embarrassed.
I wish I could use the Shifang Sword to chop this shameless thing into pieces.
I thought she was so smart that she was led into a ditch by this bastard boy and did such a shameless and stupid thing.
"I'll crush you to death, you stinky cockroach and rotten cricket!"
Fang Geyu's little face wrinkled angrily, his little feet stepped hard on his stomach.
Bai Lian panicked, knowing that she had gone too far.
With quick eyesight and quick hands, he dragged her ankle with his palm, removing most of his strength, and held her little foot tightly in his arms as if to protect her.
The sudden approach made Fang Geyu freeze up.
Balian was also particularly surprised. Seeing Fang Geyu running wild and crazy like this, it seemed like he had seen the ghost house again.
That's what she looked like when she was being persecuted, angry and shy.
Who said that if you erase your memories and seal your emotions, you will become a different person?
Isn't this unruly, irritable, angry, shameful, and coy look the way Fang Geyu should behave?
Fang Geyu clenched her two small fists tightly, obviously on the verge of explosion, but she still endured it.
Her face was horribly dark. She sat down on the stool, pulled back her bare feet, and wiped them with a handkerchief, hoping to rub the skin off.
He was obviously extremely annoyed, but he still pretended to be nonchalant, grinding his teeth and saying:
"You are the first to dare to insult me like this on the territory of Shifang City."
Balian was originally a little apologetic for his mischief, but it was interesting to see her reaction.
No longer like an empty shell that could not be filled, he felt happy and happy again.
Looking at Miss Fang who looked like a cat stepping on its tail, Balian's heavy heart couldn't help but lighten up.
He sat on the floor with his knees bent, one hand on his knees, his handsome face slightly smiling, indescribably cordial and cheerful.
"Fang Geyu, didn't you say that you have declared yourself the Seven Emotions, that your heart is empty and empty, and that the happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy of the world have nothing to do with you?
Why are you still reacting so fiercely and rushing to jump?
Although it was indeed an accident just now, if it hadn't been so, I would have thought that you would always be so calm and indifferent, stay aloof, and never be moved by anything?"
Fang Geyu paused slightly while wiping the instep of his feet vigorously.
She raised her eyelids, the blush on her cheeks did not dissipate, but her eyes became cold at first.
"How did I know you could be so shameless?"
Balian looked at her with a half-smile but said leisurely: "Ms. Fang really doesn't know or is she just pretending to be confused. What happened between Mian Shou and Miss Fang is all reasonable.
For you, Miss Fang, who has a seven-emotion lock box and whose love has melted into a cocoon, would you be angry and angry because of something like this? Isn’t it just a sign of the shame of your little daughter’s family?”
It's easy to beat him up, but it's hard to refute.
A normal family would have to touch and touch a concubine, and even empresses with different dynasty histories kept private favorites, but there was no reason to leave them out to dry and watch.
If her seven emotions are extinguished and she does not care about things outside her body, the woman will be innocent.
All the love and hate in the world have nothing to do with her empty heart, so why should she be ashamed and angry.
If you want to achieve great things, you should take advantage of the situation by taking advantage of his identity. It is also common sense to have sex with him every night.
The handkerchief in Fang Geyu's hand was suddenly pinched so tightly that it wrinkled, and her always clear eyes looked a little dangerous.
Balian calmly put his arm on one leg and said in a relaxed tone: "Miss Fang has lost her memory now. She only doesn't remember the past events about me. Naturally, she doesn't know what happened in the ghost house back then."
He raised his hand and gently stroked her jade toes resting on the edge of the stool with his thumb. The movements were intimate but also had a hint of teasing.
"This is not the first time this has happened. Compared with the past, Miss Fang experienced it personally, but today she is more measured and restrained."
As expected, Balian's deliberate provocation made Fang Geyu's face reappear with anger. Before she could make any move, he looked deeply and said with a smile:
"It's really nostalgic. Miss Fang's expression and reaction now are just as interesting as those in the haunted house four years ago."
The wind and snow stirred up waves, and the cold blew in, and the fire in the fireplace finally extinguished little by little.
Fang Geyu's eyes gradually turned cold under the influence of wind and snow.
There was this cold and sarcastic smile in her eyes, "Even now, you are still testing, are you doubting that I am nostalgic for your feelings and unwilling to let go of my memories of you?
It turns out that men are such naive and stupid creatures, don’t you know?
For an invisible combination of desires like the Evil God True Ancestor, is the love emotion of a girl the nourishment for its most fatal temptation?
If it is what you think in your heart, the person standing in front of you right now is not me, but the Evil God himself."
Fang Geyu threw away the handkerchief in his hand, and under Balian's gaze, his delicate body slipped down from the stool.
She squatted in front of Balian, resting her chin on her palm and said, "But after you said it, I'm just a man, and I really don't think it's anything special. Since you want to play, what's the harm in playing with you?"
The blush on her face dissipated, her cheeks were white and delicate, and there was no longer any shame.
With slender and nimble fingers, he pulled out his shirt and robe and lifted it up, revealing his lean and powerful slender waist.
When she touched him, the muscles in his waist suddenly tightened, and his white and firm texture was like fine jade. Even without looking at his face, he still had a sense of handsomeness.
Balian's body is already strong, thin and slender, and his waist is also extremely slender. He has a narrow waist, wide shoulders and long legs. How can he not be the best in appearance?
Fang Ge's mouth suddenly became silent. Hidden under the skirt of her nightgown, her petite and cute jade toes were red and slightly curled up, as if she was a little helpless and nervous.
But there was no expression on her face. Maybe she felt Balian's gaze on her, so she praised her with a tut-tsk:
"I've had countless men in my life, young lady. Looking at your fair looks, even if you are among the famous people in the Queen's palace, you are still top-notch, right?"
Balian allowed her to adjust her breathing without saying a word.
Fang Geyu sneered, and put his two little feet together under the skirt, looking at him as if nothing had happened.
She stretched out her little hand and touched his strong abdominal muscles, as if she was examining something.
Balian was not given a chance to react.
The girl's soft and boneless body leaned back slightly, the curvature of her waist vividly displayed under the clear nightgown. A small white foot stuck out of the skirt, stepped on his chest, and slid gently.
Bailian's body trembled, and his breath became a little confused.
Fang Geyu looked down at him: "I haven't touched you much yet. With this level of achievement, I can't live up to my reputation."
After saying that, the snow-white toes moved gently and slowly, like stroking a dogwood tree.
Like fine feathers spinning gently, the unhurried movements tickle people's body and mind.
It's hard to hold it in one hand, and the pure white jade feet are covered with a layer of ambiguous light pink color.
Balian's original intention was just to explore her background, but after being in contact with Fang Geyu these past few days, it was like seeing flowers in a fog, unable to see through it.
Even though she was talking to herself, she erased all her memories of him and everything disappeared.
But Balian could always subtly feel her deliberate rejection, alienation, and coldness when talking to her.
If they were really strangers, such deliberateness would be unnecessary.
But who could have expected that things would develop to this point.
Just when she was testing, Balian felt that he was about to catch her true inner emotions, but the situation suddenly reversed...
Fang Geyu, whose face was as arrogant as the sky, actually seriously started an affair with him.
He suddenly couldn't see her clearly anymore.
Fang Geyu is not Ning Feiyan.
Even if there was a skin-to-skin kiss in the haunted house, it was not his intention, but a stupid thing done under the urge of the soul-obsessing drum.
Bai Lian knew Fang Geyu and how clean and self-possessed she was underneath her arrogant appearance.
Even without the spider iron box that sealed the six senses and seven emotions, Fang Geyu would never do such a shameful thing.
Under the numbness and smoothness, Balian barely opened his eyelids and tightened his abdominal muscles to keep the spiritual platform clear.
I wanted to observe Fang Geyu's expression at this moment to see if she was forcing herself to dispel his doubts.
Fang Geyu also paid attention to Bailian's expression all the time, and she smiled contemptuously.
The toes as delicate as white jade curled up shyly, and then unfolded one after another, one after another, carelessly touching the sword mark on his heart like falling rain.
An extremely gentle and gentle movement, but it seems that it is trying to penetrate into the heart of a person's heart, making it feel as if a cat's claws are scratching the heart.
Balian frowned and closed his eyes.
hateful!
This cunning guy actually saw his intention and didn't even give him a chance to open his mouth.
He bit out a trill and was about to remind Fang Geyu that this was a foul act, but a slight tingling sensation came from his heart.
Fang Geyu tilted her head and smiled evilly. Unknowingly, even she herself did not notice a faint hint of evil gold flashing in her eyes.
She uttered an ouch, retracted her movements in an extremely irresponsible manner, and said quietly: "I have no strength anymore, it's really tiring."
Balian was so provoked that he completely collapsed on the ground, and his eyes seemed to have lost their vitality.
When encountering something like this, anyone would be extremely angry.
But after hearing Fang Geyu's joking words clearly, Balian still automatically ignored the sarcasm in her words.
She lay weakly and insisted on sitting up, holding her retracted foot in her hand.
Fang Geyu's eyes suddenly turned cold.
She wanted to fly up and kick him in the face.
As a result, Balian put her feet on his knees gently and carefully, and wiped off the crumbs from the breakfast cake stained on them with her sleeves.
His absent-minded eyes gradually came back to his senses, and he saw that her tender white palms had turned red, and there was a hint of distress in his eyes.
"If you're tired, just say stop. I just said that to tease you. I didn't want you to be so serious. Do I look like such a bastard?
My body, which is as cold as a corpse, is already as hard as a stone, and you are not afraid of hurting yourself if you are so careless about it.
A rich young lady like you usually rides in a sedan chair and rarely walks, but you have such beautiful and thin feet, so don’t mess around with me. Ah, look at it!"
Balian complained in a tone of voice: "It's all red. Do you have any medicine in the house? Can I give you some medicine? I heard that today is the Poseidon Festival, and you have to go out and walk with your father on the streets."
Forget it, it’s better not to go, I’ll go for you.”
Listening to Balian's rambling words, which were not very touching and shocking, but rather like a mother-in-law's mouth, my heart seemed to be rubbed again and again.
Fang Geyu's tight calves slowly relaxed, and he watched Bailian's movements quietly, but did not kick him away.
Suddenly, there was a cold, sharp pain in my heart, as if something sharp had suddenly opened a tiny opening.
Then, countless thin and dense tentacles tore and pulled at the crack, as if the nest of some kind of insect eggs was suddenly awakened.
It was twisting and screaming silently to get in.
That weird touch made Fang Geyu's eyes slightly open, and he felt a sharp pain in his skull, like a needle pricking his head.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Her pupils shrank into a sharp golden line, and the gray and cold emotions gradually occupied the depths of her pupils.
In just a moment, Fang Geyu keenly felt that he had lost control at that moment.
She reacted very quickly and bit the tip of her tongue, blood flowing out. She pressed the tip of her tongue firmly against the roof of her mouth and silently recited the forbidden curse.
Only then can I regain control of my body.
At that moment, she could even feel death following her.
After her gaze settled for a moment, her pupils shrank again in horror.
One of his palms landed on Balian's head like a nightmare at some point.
Under the palm of the hand, countless golden tentacles are quickly retracting into the palm and disappearing.
At this moment, Balian was rubbing her feet defenselessly, with his head lowered, and the back of her neck was exposed to her palms.
And when exactly she reached out her palm, she had no idea!
Glancing out of the corner of her eye, she suddenly turned to look at the huge bronze mirror in the room. What was reflected in the mirror was no longer her mother's figure.
And it was exactly what she looked like, a girl in a nightgown.
The girl was born with different eyes, one black and one gold, with a cold and evil smile on her face, and her palm with countless golden tentacles landed on the back of Balian's neck.
Like countless living roots, they penetrated into his skin and extended all the way to the brain platform...
Under her palm, Balian's eyes were hollow, gradually losing their original look, and his arms drooped softly, like a puppet on strings, controlled by her...
Fang Geyu broke out in a cold sweat on his back. The emotions he had just suppressed had not yet returned, and numb fear still covered his whole body.
She only felt that she was shrouded in an unknown shadow at this moment, her hands were frighteningly cold, and her palms were wet with cold sweat.
And his residual warmth came from the soles of her feet, almost drying up her blood.
The entire palm that was stretched out was numb.
It was strange that Balian asked her if there was any medicine in the room, but she still didn't get a reply. He didn't continue to ask, and even fell into a tacit understanding and had no intention of raising his head to look at her.
Fang Geyu subtly got a moment to breathe. She slowly closed her eyes and slowly wiped her wet palms dry on her skirt. If you like Long Night Walk, please bookmark it: (www.sodu777.net) Long Night Walk search
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