-"Am I bad?"
Huh? Her brain circuit shut down for the second time, and she straightened her body even more - this was not an embrace, it was clearly a prison.
What she didn’t know was that every time he asked a question, he felt a little bit lost in his heart. Every time she gave an answer, he pushed himself an inch closer to despair, feeling the little person in his arms getting tighter and tighter. Body, he closed his eyes and asked the last question.
“Are you afraid of me?”
“What you said, boss, of course I am afraid of you. It is natural for employees to be afraid of their boss!”
This sentence was answered freely, but he felt a dull pain in his heart. Yes, she had no reason not to be afraid of him. It was him who caused her to fall into black water many times. It was he who caused her to be frequently injured and critically ill. It was also he who caused her to repeatedly be involved in danger and find herself in danger. In her heart, he is just a piece of ice that has not melted for thousands of years, a work machine without emotions, and a sinister and stern Lord Si Chen.
He tried to explain, but felt unable to explain; tried to care, but felt unable to express it; tried to care, but felt unqualified. He had never been as frustrated as he was at this moment.
Didn’t I put a ban on killing myself a long time ago? I shouldn’t have any expectations and should keep a distance from her. Thinking of this, it is inevitable to laugh at oneself.
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At this time, the soul-carrying boat had arrived at Si Chen's mansion and stopped. The little man in his arms was obviously relieved and gently pushed his arm, "Boss, we're here. ”
He let her go, and she was busy escaping like a bird escaping from its cage, but in the end she fell weak and weak. Before Song Weichen's body even had time to process the information of "falling down", he was already in his arms again - Mo Tingfeng slapped her in the face, and there was no such thing as rational restraint or restraint backlash.
"You are too weak, I will send you back."
He held her in his arms and walked in Sichen's mansion as if there was no one around. On the contrary, Song Weichen was a little embarrassed. This was the first time in his memory that he had Behaving so intimately with yourself in public. "Boss, you'd better put me down. It's not good for so many people to look at me."
"Why, are you afraid that Gu Cangyue will be jealous?"
It was clearly jealousy in his words. The smell quickly spreads to the Forgotten River.
"Well, I mainly think about it for the boss. Those girls of yours will definitely be unhappy if they bump into each other. If nothing else, they will doubt your sexual orientation."
Mo Tingfeng paused. His eyes moved slightly, "Are you jealous of me and Ruan Xingxuan?"
Huh? Song Weichen's brain circuit crashed for the third time. Is he jealous of them? Can she eat it? What does it have to do with her that they are now married and having eight children...
Her silence made him misunderstand that it was a kind of acquiescence, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth unconsciously. , no wonder she deliberately used Baipao's identity to tease Ruan Mianmian, that makes sense...
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He carefully placed her on the bed, gave her water and medicine, stayed with her for a while, and carefully explained the meal plan to Gu Yu, before he slowly left the sage's residence.
“If you weren’t a man, I would suspect that Master Si Chen is in love with you.” As soon as Mo Tingfeng left, Gu Yu looked at Song Weichen with a gossipy face.
Mo Tingfeng falls in love with her? How is that possible! The man who always regarded her as a liar and a suspect, the man who embarrassed her in front of everyone, the man who always made decisions for her domineeringly and made her submit. In Song Weichen's mind, Mo Tingfeng was in love with a donkey. It's more reasonable than falling in love with her.
“Bah, bah, bah! What a ghost story you are telling me at night.”
“I’m serious, it’s just like what’s written in the book about the overlord of one side falling in love with a sickly beauty. "Gu Yu looked fascinated.
"Little girl, you really dare to knock on any CP, and eating anything will only harm you."
Gu Yu wanted to say more, but Song Weichen stopped her, and just then Mo Tingfeng told her that she would be there tomorrow at Chenshi Nian Niang was interrogated in the dungeon. Before that, she wanted to ask Gu Yu to arrange for someone to go to Bao'er's house.
I was still weak from losing too much blood, so I managed to make arrangements and fell into a deep sleep. On the other side, the man in Tingfeng Mansion was not sleepy at all. The intimate interactions between Song Weichen and Gu Cangyue were like a thorn in his heart, so he decided to go somewhere.
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The realm of sleepiness.
It is foggy here all year round. Even in the day, there is no heat under the bright sun. It is even worse at night, and it is cold to the bone.
Mo Tingfeng, wearing a black cloak, walked into a dark blue ancient Chinese-style house with a bit of Gothic style as if he was in a deserted place. There was an orange-red paper lantern hanging under the eaves of the house. The shadows of candles are indescribably beautiful and strange.
"Which gust of wind brought Lord Si Chen here?"
The speaker was a stunning woman who was sitting in a flower pavilion full of Bianhua flowers, drinking wine and admiring the moon. She had a pair of seductive eyes. Her lips were as bright as fire, her curly black hair hung down to her waist, and her skin was so white that it glowed. She was only wearing a tulle dress that swayed like a beaded sandalwood and embroidered shoes of the same color. Her shoulders and legs were vaguely exposed, but she didn't feel cold at all.
Mo Tingfeng walked to the stone bench next to her and sat down. A shadow immediately appeared next to her. She looked like a girl. She gave him a wine glass, filled it with wine, and put another pot in it. The wine was in his hand, and after doing all this, the shadow disappeared like smoke.
Mo Tingfeng picked up the wine glass and motioned to the beauty across from him, "Old rule, I will drink with you to the fullest tonight and I won't come back until I'm drunk." After that, he drank it all.
"Brother Feng, is this something on your mind?"
The beauty held a slender and exquisite sterling silver filigree pipe with her fingers with scarlet nails, took a puff of the cigarette and turned to the side. After vomiting, another phantom silhouette of a woman suddenly appeared. He helped her and Mo Tingfeng pour a glass of wine each, and then the phantom disappeared again.
“The person I asked you to find has appeared.”
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The beauty raised her pipe and was startled, "The girl from Sangpu whom you have been looking for for thousands of years without missing a trace has appeared?"
He did not answer, but drank one cup after another. drink wine.
"How is it possible? How could this person suddenly appear when no one has been found? Are you really sure it is her?"
"I think it is but not sure, so I came to you and passed The blood of a living person can be traced back to its roots in previous lives. Only you can do this. ”
As he spoke, Mo Tingfeng took out the silk handkerchief that Song Weichen had used to bandage the wound on his wrist. It was stained with blood. He used a technique to extract the blood into a drop. With a finger, the blood drop was surrounded by a small golden barrier that looked like fluorescent light. Stay, and automatically float to the side of the beauty.
"Hua Fan, help me find out if it is her. If so, does she have any marks from her past life, when was she formed, and who is she related to."
It turns out that the beauty is actually her. She is the master of Siyou who is in charge of the realm of Youmeni, Sad Huafan, and the only woman among the three palm seals. She nodded, flicked her index finger at the blood drop, and the blood drop disappeared.
"If it's really her, Brother Feng, you have to be careful. She appears so suddenly, I'm afraid there is something... brewing secretly."
Mo Tingfeng has finished drinking the wine. As soon as he raised his hand, the wine bottle beside Sad Hua Fan was in his hand. He really wanted to get himself drunk so that he could temporarily calm his conflicted heart.
"You and Yu Heng both said so, so I will be careful. But..." Mo Tingfeng smiled bitterly, "If it were really her, I would not hesitate to jump even if Hell is right in front of me."
< br> Sad Painting Fan looked at him as if she had never known Mo Tingfeng. She had never seen him like this in her memory.
"You have changed."
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