Feng Lingxue froze and looked at him in shock.

What did he say?

Xuanying got up faintly, the half of the silver face was particularly dazzling under the light, he pulled out his legs, and the heavy black military boots calmly stepped over a pool of blood, approaching her, "Need me repeat it a second time?"

“…”

Does he really want to check?

He's going to check if she's coming to the cycle.

Xuan Ying stretched out her slender fingers and picked up her small jaw, "Do you know which kind of person I hate the most in my life? The one who lied to me. ”

Saying that, his rough fingertips rubbed the delicate muscles of her jaw, "Feng Lingxue, you have already deceived me once, you won't lie to me a second time, right?"

Feng Lingxue shook her head, "Master, I don't dare." ”

"That's the best, if you dare to lie to me a second time, then see how I am... Kill you. He let go of her jaw.

Feng Lingxue lay on the sofa.

Xuan Ying stepped forward and lifted the hem of her skirt with her big palm, revealing her thin and white legs.

She was wearing a nude lace safety pants inside, and he watched, hooked the corner of the lace, and pulled it down...

Feng Lingxue's little fan-like Yu Jie trembled slightly, and being checked by him like this always meant a little insulting.

She's not afraid, though.

Because she put a tampon on it, and she also dripped red on it.

It was supposed to be just in case, but I didn't expect it to come in handy now.

At this time, Xuanying let go of his hand and checked it.

Feng Lingxue quickly tidied up her dress, "Master, I didn't lie to you, I really came to the cycle, women will come once a month." ”

Xuan Ying sat on the edge of the sofa, two crimson flames jumping out of his ink-colored glass eyes, "How many days?"

"It's usually about seven days. ”

Xuanying pursed her thin lips, and her big palm reached in from the hem of her skirt, rubbing her thin legs.

How about him?

Even after such a distance, she could feel his hot breath and imminent lust, and she quickly pressed his big palm, "No, you're like this... It's going to make me sick with gynecology. ”

Hearing this, Xuanying withdrew his hand faintly.

Feng Lingxue moved into the sofa and moved away from him.

At this moment, the man's hand reached over and took her pearl bag.

She breathed hard, clearly not expecting him to take her bag.

Bags are personal items, but any man with status and self-cultivation will not move, whether a gentleman or disdain.

He is now the silver-faced king, and he actually did something to look through her bag.

The small card that Gu Mohan gave her, she put in her bag.

She tugged at the bag just now, and this subtle movement was watched by him, and his eyes were too sharp.

Did he find something?

Feng Lingxue stretched out her little hand to grab it, "Give me back the bag!"

Xuan Ying raised his arm and reached a height she couldn't reach, his scarlet gaze lingered on her stunning cold face inch by inch, not letting go of any of her expressions, "Are you nervous, or are you weak-hearted, what's unsightly in your bag?"

"Nope..."

The zipper of the bag was unzipped, and Xuanying's hand reached directly into it.

Feng Lingxue's pupils shrank, and at this time, something was hooked out by him.

It's a red string, and the pendant of the red string is a small stone.

Xuanying lowered his eyes and glanced at it, the small green stone was quite special, but it didn't look expensive, it looked like it was picked up casually on the beach.

Feng Lingxue's breathing stopped, her little stone!

She got up and quickly rushed over, "Give me the stone!"

Xuanying looked at her, she was really nervous, and took a small stone as her treasure, "The man gave it?"

"No! no!"

Xuanying raised his hand and threw the small stone in his hand out of the window.

No!

Feng Lingxue's breath stagnated, she suddenly turned around, and her whole delicate body threw herself into the window to pick up her small stone.

Xuanying watched her pounce, the window was open, this was the 8th floor, and when she saw her, she stumbled and fell down the window.

In order to pick up a small stone, she really died.

Such an almost instinctive action shows how important Xiaoshi is to her.

His eyes sank, his thin lips pursed into a cold arc, and his tall body drove over like a lightning ghost, wrapped his arms around her soft little bee waist, and pulled her into his arms, "Want to die?"

Feng Lingxue was lying at the window, she couldn't hear what he was saying at all, she was looking for a small stone.

"My little stone... Let go of me, I'm going to pick up my little rock!" she struggled hard, hammering him with her hands and feet.

Xuanying clasped her little fragrant shoulders and pushed her against the wall, her screaming now uncontrollable emotions, like a... Insane maniac.

He had never seen her so out of control.

"Want to die? I spent so much money to buy you, and I haven't played with you yet, how can I let you die?"

Saying that, there was an extra red thread on his hand, and the red thread fell down, and it was her small stone, "I didn't lose it, here." ”

Feng Lingxue raised her eyes and saw that it was really her little stone.

She quickly reached out and snatched the little stone back into her palm, muttering to herself, "Great, no loss, no loss..."

At this time, a big palm reached over, pinched her palm-sized cold face, and pushed the back of her head against the cold wall.

The palm of his hand was tightened, and the little face in the palm of his hand was pinched to the point of almost deformation, he looked at her and slowly hooked his lips, "Say, which man gave you this little stone?"

Feng Lingxue looked at his inky glass eyes, and gradually regained her senses, "I didn't give it to a man, I bought it myself." ”

Xuan Ying didn't know which of her words was true and which was false, he knew three years ago that this woman was full of lies.

"Where did you get the money, and it's not the dirty money that the men gave you?" he sneered mercilessly.

Feng Lingxue lowered her head and picked at the wall with her little hands, "I just make a living from this, did the Silver Mask King know on the first day, whether it was a man or a woman, they all said that I was a prostitute, a female cousin, didn't you also scold?"

Xuanying's heart suddenly felt like it had been stung by a bee, and it was filled with dense pain.

At the moment, she lowered her head, and she couldn't really see the expression on her face, but her slightly hoarse voice revealed a bit of mockery and softness.

He picked her up, walked over, and sat down on the couch, letting her sit on his firm lap.

He caressed her face gently, but the words he said were cold and biting, "Have we wronged you?"

Feng Lingxue dragged the small stone in the palm of her hand, ironed the small stone with her body temperature, and she slowly shook her head, "No... Master, can I keep it?"

"It's up to you to behave. As she spoke, Xuanying took her soft little hand and placed it on the black belt around her waist.

He leaned close to her ear and whispered, "They all say that your little hands can make a man look like a fairy, so you can serve me well now." ”