---She was so sarcastic and ignored her, and he still texted her, how sick she is! ---
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The cold moon hangs in the sky and the night wind is cold!
The Mid-Autumn Festival in August is approaching, and the bleakness of autumn has already arrived.
Lingfeng Pavilion
In the silent dormitory, it was so sad that one could almost hear the sound of a needle dropping.
On the dark table, only a meager lamp was lit, and the flickering light reflected into shadows, elongating all the false shadows in the room, adding a bit of horror.
Lying on the bed, the pale-faced Ding Qianrong slowly woke up, awakened by the cold air that could not be shaken off her body. At this time, she was like a delicate and withered flower.
Her eyes were wandering, her mind as empty as a mirror, Ding Qianrong stared blankly at the curtain. In an instant, the silhouette was flipped layer by layer, and the man's loud shouting, her begging for mercy, and her own abdominal fluid appeared in her ears.
It gurgled out and soaked in the blood of the red gauze skirt.
Stretching her hand towards her flat belly, tears fell from the corners of Ding Qianrong's eyes, and she murmured from her pale lips: "My child, it seems that Mom has been a loser from the beginning to the end! She lost to Gu Xiyan, lost to Wanyan Che, and now even more
I’ll lose you too!”
A pale and feeble voice echoed in the deserted dormitory. The once proud flames were extinguished, leaving only the mockery of everything he did.
A suffocating youth was once your king, and a sad heart is also your king!
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Prince Su's Mansion
The moonlight is like flowing silver, and the twilight is all around.
Holding the lunch box in his hand, Wanyan Che stepped into the Moling Pavilion with a smile on his face. When that frail figure and pale and charming face came into view, the affection in the man's eyes was like a stream of light.
With profound meaning, the sun and moon can shine.
However, when the annoying girl Wanyan Yixi appeared in his sight, the affection in her eyes suddenly disappeared, and the obvious disgust was also ready to move.
"Cough--" Wanyanche coughed, interrupting the two women who were chatting as if there was no one else around.
As for Miss Sun, the whole hour just now was centered around the wonderful scene of her fight with the 'Iron Fan Wuming'. Jun Ziyan yawned repeatedly and wanted to fall asleep. Her ears were quiet, but she had to listen to Miss Sun's eyes.
I have no choice but to listen to you under my lustful power. This is so pitiful to the heavens!
He was stroking his temples and listening perfunctorily to Miss Sun's croaking. As soon as Jun Ziyan saw Wanyan Che, he immediately turned away expressionlessly. His expression was all so indifferent and natural. He was not interested in the man who suddenly appeared in front of him.
Seen as dust in the air!
"Brother, hehe, you're finally here so I can do my job? I'm so tired -" Wanyan Yixi immediately stood up and stretched, earning a heavy look from her brother and Jun Ziyan.
Wanyan Che saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart, but he still suppressed that he didn't care and signaled to his sister to go on.
"Sister-in-law, no, Ziyan, I'm leaving. I'll prepare hot water for you to take a bath. Hehe, my elder brother must be more careful than me!" Miss Sun did not forget to exaggerate, but it also made Jun Ziyan even more cruel.
A colder look rolled in the eyes, and the air suddenly overflowed with cold air. Miss Sun immediately shut up, jumped out of the dormitory, and disappeared from the sight of the two of them!
When there were only two people left in the house, Wanyan Che stepped forward, put down the lunch box, sat on the bed and called softly: "Yan'er, is your injury better?"
"I can't die!" Jun Ziyan responded coldly, his face expressionless.
In the final analysis, it’s not this bastard man who is bad. Damn, nnd, I feel so angry when I think about it. I was stabbed for no apparent reason. How can I feel better? It’s really a fake compassion, but my romantic debt makes me feel so angry.
A woman comes to pay her back, damn, this man is really living a promising life.
Hearing this, Wanyan Che immediately scolded: "What's the matter with immortality? What does a good person mean by death!" God knew that her answer just now frightened him. Last night, she was so frightened that he was covered in cold sweat. Now, she wants to frighten him like this.
!
Seeing this, Jun Ziyan was also annoyed and retorted: "I didn't curse myself to death, I said I can't die. There is something wrong with your understanding, damn!" What I hate most is that he always behaves like a general lecturing others,
If she doesn't owe him anything, she'll scold him.
Wanyan Che suddenly choked up and didn't want to argue with her anymore, so he stretched out his hand, put it on his hot ass regardless of the other party's cold face, and held her waist forcefully.
Immediately, both of them gasped for breath. Wanyanche's face was the worst, cold sweat broke out, and he turned as white as paper.
Jun Ziyan struggled instinctively, but he didn't expect his reaction to be bigger than his own. He gave him a cold look and found that he didn't seem to be pretending. His face was ugly. He raised his eyebrows and asked: "What's wrong with you?"
Panic flashed through the general's eyes at this moment, but he still replied calmly: "It's just some skin injuries, it's not a problem." However, when she asked her this question, Wanyanche felt a warm current overflowing in his heart, and his eyes became more affectionate.
The pulse is scorching, not scalding.
"Oh?" Jun Ziyan responded coldly. It was none of her business anyway, so there was no need for her to offend him.
Seeing her being so cold, the affection in Wanyan Che's eyes seemed to have been poured with cold water for an instant, and her eyes darkened. Suddenly, the general's eyes turned lifeless again, and he asked without fear of death: "Yan'er,
Are you angry that I'm late?"
What?
Jun Ziyan sneered with the utmost disdain: "I would be happier if you didn't come. It saves me from vomiting. Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing, taking advantage of the opportunity? General, please respect yourself and put your hands on the hooker."
Get out of my way!" If he hadn't been injured at this moment, he would have strangled this shameless man to death. He was so unruly everywhere.
However, in Wanyanche's point of view, 'a woman means she has something if she says she doesn't have it'. The affection in her eyes was as intense as fire, and the hand around her waist tightened, and he sighed: "It's me.
It's your fault, I must come over early tomorrow, Yan'er, don't be angry."
If Su Shajue hadn't said that she shouldn't move, he would have carried her back to his house long ago. The thought of her spending fifteen days on other men's shoulders made him very angry!
Suddenly, there was a biting cold current, and Wanyan Che's body suddenly trembled. He saw Jun Ziyan staring at him coldly. Being stared at by Jun Ziyan with such coldness and affection, Wanyan Che felt itchy in his heart and could not hold back his inner feelings.
Chao asked, "Yan'er, what's wrong?" When did he say something wrong?
Jun Ziyan glared again and said angrily: "If you want me to stay for a while so that I can have a good meal, just call me Jun Ziyan." nnd, to save her from vomiting after hearing the word "Yan'er".
The old lady's scream was just okay, but when he screamed, it completely changed her tone.
It was as if he had added sugar to a dish that should have been salted. She wanted to vomit after eating it, and even wanted to give him a slap in the face. This was the ancient name she couldn't bear the most. It was okay to give her a thumbs up.
, so annoying!
Hearing this, Wanyan Che's eagle eyebrows knitted together. After a while, he reluctantly changed his words: "Junzi said, it's done!"
"Humph!" Jun Ziyan snorted coldly and looked away.
Seeing this, Wanyan Che immediately grinned. He was so silly that he heard Jun Ziyan's tyrannical factor surging through his body. This man really has masochistic tendencies. She was so sarcastic and ignored her, and he was so considerate.