Wen Yingying continued to say resentfully: "Men are not good things!"

Ying Xiaochuan opened his mouth, and suddenly felt that under such questioning, he was at a loss for words. King Qin Guang borrowed his body, borrowed his hand, and borrowed his sword, although he did everything he wanted, but he had to bear the consequences.

The brain was buzzing and aching, Ying Xiaochuan had never fallen so a woman, and he had never felt such a strong relationship between men and women.

He sighed and said sincerely: "I know, you hate me now, blame me, I understand all of this, and I am willing to suffer the consequences." ”

"However, what happened to Hongxiang Pavilion that day was really not my intention. ”

"Sakura, if you are willing to believe me once, I will explain, if you are cold and don't want to believe me, then I have nothing to say. ”

"It's good if you hate me, you hate me, it's all my own fault. ”

Wen Yingying was excited, and she forced herself to not want to listen to this liar anymore. But he suddenly called her a cherry blossom, and for some reason, this strange but inexplicably familiar title suddenly touched her heart.

The defense in her heart suddenly opened up and leaked.

"I'd like to hear what else you can argue with. ”

Ying Xiaochuan said: "There are many things that I can't disclose. I can only tell you that I am the one who came to Hongxiang Pavilion to ask for guilt, I am the one who fights with you without saying a word, I am not the one who wants to kill you, I am not the one who hurt you, and I am the one who finally stopped the 'me' who wanted to kill you and saved you. ”

"You said all this, it's me, not me. How do I know which words I can trust you and which ones I can't. ”

Ying Xiaochuan smiled bitterly: "Yes, I can't prove it." ”

Wen Yingying turned her back and quietly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. Then, she turned and walked to the table.

There was a jug of wine and a wine glass at the table. She picked up the wine glass, poured a full glass of wine, picked it up, and walked in front of Ying Xiaochuan.

During the whole process, Ying Xiaochuan looked at her silently.

Wen Yingying raised her eyes and looked directly at him.

He whispered, "Don't you want me to believe you? I believe in you, and you have to show some sincerity, that's right, right?"

She raised her wine glass and put it in front of Ying Xiaochuan, listening to the voice laughing, but there was nothing in her eyes.

Ying Xiaochuan couldn't figure her out, but heard her voice sound clearly like a breeze blowing through her eardrums:

"You have a clear conscience, so drink it. Drink it, and I will believe you. ”

Ying Xiaochuan lowered his eyes and looked at the glass of wine in front of him, the clear wine swayed in the glass, and the lines swayed and bent, just like his current mood.

Wen Yingying took it for a while, and then became a little impatient: "You don't want to drink it, right, that's okay, there's nothing to talk about between us......"

Ying Xiaochuan snatched the wine glass in her hand, drank it all, and dropped the glass on the ground after drinking. With a crisp sound, it fell apart.

In the next second, his legs went limp, and he fell to one knee on the ground.

My mind is in a trance, I don't know much anymore, and I can't concentrate.

He shook his head vigorously, and his vision gradually blurred. What kind of wine is this, and the medicine works so quickly?

Ying Xiaochuan lay on the ground, and there was silence all around. It was so quiet that he could hear his own breathing, and the sound of his heartbeat.

The ceiling was spinning, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

There is only one inexplicable but very determined thought in his heart - Wen Yingying will definitely not harm him. As for why this confidence came from, he did not want to speculate.

Vague and vague.

There was a pair of soft hands that hugged him, and although he couldn't see anything, he had pictures in his head.

She knelt on the ground, her skirt spread to the floor, her hands resting on his head on her knees.

She gazed at him tenderly, and there was water in her eyes, and the water would fall, bright and clear like pearls.

There were still words in her ear, she was saying.

"There is no poison in this glass of wine that I tricked you into drinking, only strong*. I know that you are very human, and I am afraid that the average * will not be able to fascinate you, so I will give you a heavy hand. ”

…… What the?

"You're going to sleep for two days, and you're going to sleep well, and when you wake up, it's all settled. ”

…… Wen Yingying, what the hell are you ...... What do you want to say?

"What you want to do, I will do it for you, as if I owe you. You, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, and you have no idea how terrible the butterfly gate is. You know what? I grew up there, but I didn't know where its roots were, and I even thought that the most terrible thing in my life was to be the enemy of the Butterfly Gate. ”

“……”

"Butterfly Gate, the strength is unfathomable, I don't want you to put yourself in danger. ”

"I, like Zhao Zhen, are orphans adopted by Butterfly Gate since childhood, in Butterfly Gate, there are many masters like us, you are weak, you must not be their opponent. ”

“……”

"Knowing that there is a danger, I naturally can't let you take this risk. ”

"As for the red envelope, I know you're most worried about her. ”

"Don't worry, the red envelope saved my life, she is kind to me, I won't be ungrateful, I will save her, you don't have to worry. ”

"I'm leaving, you can get some good sleep. ”

Wen Yingying's back left in front of her, walking farther and farther.

Ying Xiaochuan stretched out his hand and shouted, "Don't go!"

He sat up suddenly, and saw the four demons Ao Ling and his brothers surrounding him.

"Brother Xiaochuan, are you alright?"

"Yingzi! Yingzi?"

"Big brother, where is Wen Yingying?"

"Boss, you don't look good......"

Everyone looked at him worriedly.

Ying Xiaochuan was silent and did not speak.

Seeing him like this, Ao Ling's anxious tears fell: "Brother Xiaochuan, don't stop talking, what's wrong with you?"

Sincere tears dripped on the back of his hand, awakening Ying Xiaochuan's consciousness, he looked at Ao Ling, raised his hand to wipe away the tears on her face, and said softly: "Don't cry, I'm fine." ”

Li Mian squatted down and asked, "Big brother, what's going on?" Why are you lying on the floor, Wen Yingying." ”

At the mention of this name, Ying Xiaochuan's expression set off a subtle wave. Everyone and the demons looked at each other, and for a while, no one could guess why.

"How long have I been asleep?" asked Ying Xiaochuan.

Lu Yiyang immediately understood what he meant, and replied: "We followed you to this mountain, and you had no trace, and then we searched for two hours on this mountain before we found this villa, so you were in a coma for two hours at most." ”