Wen Ruyu's words without shame are acceptable to everyone's beautiful Situ Yanran. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info Hiding behind the curtain on the bed, she was ashamed and angry. As soon as I remembered that this guy in front of me actually ran to the Qinglou yesterday, and the girl in the Qinglou, you and me, a sense of jealousy came to my heart for no reason, and I couldn't help but slap Li Xianyuan.

After beating her, she secretly regretted that she and Li Xianyuan were just classmates and had no close relationship. He will be annoyed by his actions.

Poof-

Li Xianyuan's face suddenly turned pale, and a mouthful of blackened blood spurted out.

Wen Ruyu was anxious in her heart, but she subconsciously said: "Ah, Li Gongzi, why did you vomit blood, did you vomit below last night, and vomited above today." ”

There was a slight exclamation behind him, and Li Xianyuan only felt a soft body coming up. Situ Yanran hurriedly got down and hugged him from behind.

Fortunately, Situ Yanran regained her composure and immediately left Li Xianyuan's body. Only a few drops of moisture are left on the children's robe.

This fragile girl actually cried. She really thought that she had beaten Li Xianyuan so lightly that she vomited blood.

Li Xianyuan waved his hand, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and said loudly to the people behind him: "Recently, the fire has been strong, and it is normal to spit out a few mouthfuls of blood to reconcile." Believe it or not. ”

After that, Li Xianyuan deliberately spat blood again, but the color was a little lighter than before. This is a mixture of residual blood and foam in the mouth.

Seeing that Li Xianyuan was beaten and vomited blood, Wen Ruyu's narrow eyes flashed a hint of fierceness, and she slowly approached Li Xianyuan with a smile on her face, her voice was delicate and her expression was cold: "Is it......?

"This person is hiding behind this bed curtain...... Wen Ruyu walked up to Li Xianyuan, her eyes staring at him.

Only then did Li Xianyuan notice that Wen Ruyu did not apply rouge, she was wearing a cyan silk skirt, and her figure was delicate and curvy. The eyes are narrow and long like a fox, and her appearance is exquisite, although she is not as beautiful as Li Wan'er Situ Yanran, but she has another charm.

The atmosphere in the room was tense.

Li Xianyuan looked at him directly, his black eyes were unwavering: "Miss Wen thinks too much, there are only you and me in this room, how can there be anyone else." ”

Staring at Li Xianyuan's eyes, Wen Ruyu saw that his eyes were firm, as if he was bent on protecting the woman behind him.

Wen Ruyu's heart tingled.

Mother, you're right. Men don't have a good thing. You love them, and you are willing to die for them, but they like the new and hate the old like chaff.

In Li Xianyuan's inexplicable gaze, Wen Ruyu's beautiful eyes rose with mist, and she suddenly turned around and walked to the cabinet in the corner.

"Still hiding in this cupboard......"

The moment Wen Ruyu held the handle of the cabinet, Li Xianyuan understood her intentions. I couldn't help but sigh in my heart. Li Wan'er, Situ Yanran, who has affection, is now plus Wen Ruyu. How can I win the favor of three women.

Fortunately, in ancient times, it was common to have three wives and four concubines. But Li Xianyuan doesn't have a **** heart now.

Wen Ruyu opened the cabinet suddenly, and saw the black-robed girl who was huddled in the cabinet, sleepy-eyed, and had just woken up and opened her eyes.

Inside and outside the cabinet, the two of them stared at each other.

Wen Ruyu's eyes shrank suddenly, Sakura's lips opened slightly and were about to speak, and the sharp sword pointed against her throat.

"If you say, I will kill you. The girl's fingers tapped the hilt of the sword, and the tip of the cold light sword slid slightly over Wen Ruyu's throat.

"But before I kill you, I will find ten strong men to insult you in front of your little lover, and then kill your little lover so that you can watch him die with your own eyes. ”

Wen Ruyu's eyes were angry, and she didn't dare to speak.

The girl covered her mouth and chuckled, like a naughty girl next door, but what she said made people feel cold.

"Don't worry, I don't want to kill him for the time being. Don't let me change my mind. ”

The girl poked at Wen Ruyu's soft underbelly. She is not afraid of death. But he was afraid that Li Xianyuan would die because of himself, and he was even more afraid of being insulted by others in front of Li Xianyuan.

The girl's name is Wu Yi, the saint of Caojiao. The Cao Sect is a great sect of the Demon Dao, and if she says so, she will definitely dare to do it.

The tip of the sword left the white and tender skin, and the girl's eyes were smart, as if telling Wen Ruyu, what are you waiting for.

At this time, Li Xianyuan on the side of the bed asked, "Miss Wen, what's wrong with you." ”

Li Xianyuan almost thought that there was someone in the cabinet.

"Ahh Wen Ruyu exclaimed, and closed the cabinet door with a dry smile, blocking Wu Yi's playful gaze.

"The interior of your cabinet is really special. ”

Li Xianyuan was when she was giving herself a step, and she did not doubt him.

After that, Wen Ruyu was absent-minded, and left after saying a few words to Li Xianyuan. Her mind was a mess, and she didn't know how to tell Li Xianyuan about it. I don't know why this little witch who has killed countless people hides in the cabinet in Li Xianyuan's room.

After Wen Ruyu left. Li Xianyuan got up, and Situ Yanran cautiously poked out her little head.

"She's gone. ”

Situ Yanran's cheeks turned red instantly, and she lowered her head and timidly climbed down from the bed. Jingying's ears also became red, and Li Xianyuan could even faintly feel the heat emanating from Situ Yanran's delicate body.

Climbing into other men's beds is unthinkable for Situ Yanran, a lady who is deeply taught by etiquette

But it's no one else's fault. Who called Situ Yanran, and when she saw someone coming, her first reaction was to climb into bed.

Situ Yanran lowered her little head, and when she saw the shocking bloodstains on the ground, her eyes turned red again.

"It's none of your business. If you pat me lightly and vomit blood, I'm too weak. Li Xianyuan's face was flat. He is usually indifferent, but at this time, Situ Yanran thought he was angry.

Li Xianyuan shook his head: "I am indifferent, and I am like this to everyone. If Miss Yanran doesn't like it......" Li Xianyuan said, holding the corners of her mouth with her two index fingers and pulling them up, forcibly making a smile.

"That's good. ”

"Poof—"

Situ Yanran burst into tears and laughed, and the room lit up in an instant. Ming's eyes were full of concern: "But it really doesn't matter, I'll call the doctor." ”

"The doctor can't cure it. Li Xianyuan stopped her. Spitting out this mouthful of blood may be the work of Zhengqi Song. It's just that it's inconvenient for him to say it clearly, lest Situ Yanran feel guilty.

Li Xianyuan is a stuffy gourd, and Situ Yanran is ashamed to speak. The two sides were silent for a long time, but Situ Yanran was still strong with shame and said goodbye.

In front of Li Xianyuan, Situ Yanran's nature was clear at a glance, and without the disguise of everyone's ladies, she was as easy to be ashamed and afraid of people as a rabbit.

Seeing Situ Yanran away, Li Xianyuan breathed a long sigh of relief, he couldn't even care about tidying up the room, closed his eyes and quickly entered the Ming Hall.

The starry sky above the Ming Hall was dim at three o'clock, but it was a little better than when it was completely invisible in the night before. I think that when they are bright again, it will be when Li Xianyuan's Haoran Qi has all recovered.

The shocking crack in the mud wall of the Burrow still exists, and it is impossible to wait for it to recover naturally. There will be a chance to copy a few more poems and see if only will be restored.

Anyway, I copied it, and Li Xianyuan simply broke the jar and broke it.

There are more lice and he is not itchy, and he is not the master of twisting.