The man suddenly dismounted freely, his black eyes gathered in front of him, confident and affectionate.

People get out of the way, and horses get out of the way. In the tense and tense atmosphere of yin and yang, men and women looked at each other again.

Nan Xiang was wearing a red cheongsam, and his hair was simply restrained. On the end of the hair that is pulled up, there is a "rabbit plush hairpin", which is retro and cute. Thousands of soft strands of hair hang down, and the breeze flutters lightly on the shoulders. The ointment is good, and the red mark on the forehead has also become appropriate.

She was dressed in a gentle red, as if she really complemented Jiang Yechen's.

The man smiled at her handsomely and wickedly, any arc, all of them were in the midst of a dream.

She also curled her lips slightly, in response to the general, for a long time, they did not look at each other so well. The comfort of this moment, Yu Jiang Yechen is, and Nanxiang is even more.

The beauty of the two "selfless" is "beyond the world".

It's just that next to Nan Xiang, there is another man, Shen Qian, who is side by side with her. Divide the dream and the reality into a living line.

"Come home with me. ”

Jiang Yechen walked in front of Nan Xiang step by step, as if he didn't see her and Shen Qian's hands holding hands, and still stretched out his big hand to her.

"But there's no going back. ”

Nan Xiang looked at the big hand, and for a long time, he replied as light as water.

"Yes, I said I could go back. You can go back, as long as you dare. ”

Jiang Yechen still stretched out his hand, patient.

Nan Xiang suddenly smiled, and the smile turned into playfulness, "I don't dare, you can't give me the life I want, this person next to me can do it." ”

"You dare, you've been married to me for three years, and you've been brave every day. ”

Jiang Yechen only had her in his eyes, and Nan Xiang only had him in his eyes, she replied, "So I'm afraid enough, with Ah Qian, I know." My three years of youth are no match for the three days I spent taking care of him. ”

"Jiang Yechen, I can't love you anymore, you stop. She said this without changing her face.

"Xiangxiang, enough trouble. ”

Jiang Yechen's eyes were slightly deep when Nan Xiang calmly shouted out that Ah Qian.

He still coaxed, in front of the "thousands of troops", with the gentleness he had never shown, and continued to coax her home.

"Jiang Yechen, I'll take care of her, stop. Shen Qian also spoke, his tone was thick, very thick.

"Xiangxiang, I'm here to take you home today, how can I go back alone? Do you look at me Jiang Yechen, like someone who will return empty-handed?"

"Be obedient, I can compensate you, anything. ”

Jiang Yechen ignored Shen Qian and continued to coax his little woman home. "Don't make me angry, I don't want to be angry with you. ”

The dark eyes are a little deep. He is patient, and he has learned patience from Nanxiang.

In normal times, there is a man who is next to Nan Xiang like this, and his hands have already seen blood.

"I've been serving you for four years, and I still have this understanding. ”

Nan Xiang leaned against Shen Qian without moving, and suddenly showed his lips and smiled, laughing into his heart, and then piercing his heart.

"Mr. Jiang, take it back. ”

She suddenly untied the hairpin on her head, and all her hair poured down. In an instant, both men almost shook their heads.

"This rabbit hairpin was chosen by you and me to give to the child in your womb. Keep it, remember the pain you brought every day, and now I don't want to hurt anymore. ”

"Give it back to you, you and I are fate, that's it. ”

Nanxiang will be the hairpin, still in the hands of the man.

Just like the day she entered the Jiang family, Jiang Yechen "marked" the three years of coldness given to her in a vicious voice, and he did it.

Now, she repaid it accurately, with exactly the same ruthlessness. From him, I learned a lot of things.

Jiang Yechen stretched out his hand in mid-air, pinched the pink rabbit hairpin, and clenched it into an iron fist little by little.

The more than 100 subordinates behind Shen Shanghuai all raised the iron rods in their hands.

The bodyguards on the horses of the Jiang family's team were also silent and took out the guns on their waists. Two forces are on the verge of breaking out.

From the moment he took the rabbit hairpin, Jiang Yechen's eyes changed, and they turned back to extreme coldness. The sky has also changed, and it is more gloomy than the dark clouds on the day of Liao Yuanyuan's funeral. It was as if the parting words of never seeing each other were broken so quickly, and the gods had an opinion. Or maybe it is, impressed.

"Nanxiang, Jiang Zhan misses you, he wants his mother. ”

The man used his last patience to negotiate with Nanxiang again. Even the horses that raised their hooves felt the heaviness of this confrontation.

"Then bless you and find a good wife as soon as possible. Husband, godson. ”

Nan Xiang looked at the man's gradually crimson eyes, calm as if she only had one emotion.

Jiang Yechen tried to find out something unusual from his emotions, but he didn't.

He was suddenly extremely angry, and took out a handful of jet-black hard objects and pointed them at Shen Qian's head. "You dare to marry, I'll kill him!"

There was a surge, and all of a sudden the horses raised their hooves.

Hundreds of guards of the Shen family were facing each other with horsewhips and guns that jumped down immediately.

"Jiang Yechen, you've played, Shen Qian is my parents' favorite son. If you don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha, you have to be measured. ”

Shen Shanghuai opened his mouth with the man in a good voice, but his eyes were full of killing.

"Big brother, I'm fine, let them not move. Shen Qian was pointed at a gun, there was no space, and suddenly he smiled and pointed at Jiang Yechen, "Shoot, Yechen, I've been waiting for this moment for a long time." ”

"Think I don't dare!"

Jiang Yechen's thumb pressed against the wrench, and his anger increased, and suddenly, a soft hand.

Touching his other hand, Nan Xiang returned a gun he was carrying to the man. "Please Mr. Jiang get tired of one more hand, Mrs. Shen, I am willing to die with my husband. ”

She raised Jiang Yechen's hand, familiar with the gentle touch.

But he pointed the gun in the man's hand at his head, and then closed his eyes and looked at death as if he were home.

The air, as quiet as ashes, visible to the naked eye, Jiang Yechen's phoenix eyes were dyed blood-red with anger.

A frightened gunshot rang out, and everyone's fingers buckled on the wrench.

But there was no blood, and they looked up to see that above the clouds, there was a layer of hazy gray smoke.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Yechen threw away the two guns and strangled the woman's chin with his bare hands, "I marry someone else, you don't care?"

"I bless you. ”

Nan Xiang opened his eyes, his clear gaze, and he was calm.

"If I really marry, you don't have to regret it! If you dare to go the other way, I will really, find another mother for Jiang Zhan!"

He gritted his teeth at the threat.

"Okay, goodbye. ”

Nan Xiang unfolded a blessed smile, then grabbed the man next to him, and frowned slightly, "Ah Qian, I'm tired of standing." ”

"Okay, I'll take you back to your room. ”

Shen Qian glanced at it, and after being angry, until the confused man, he reached out and picked up the woman gracefully.