"How did you sneak in?"

Yuan Feiwu didn't struggle, a pair of bottomless dark eyes met her, enjoying the good fragrance on Jiawen's body. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Pleasant voice, good body fragrance, don't like to talk but always know what to do at the first time. Yuan Feiwu discovers that Jiawen is a person who discovers more and more advantages, and her charm is not limited to her appearance, not limited to the inside.

"Tonight, it's my turn to strike at night. Jiawen said lightly.

Well, Yuan Feiwu retracted the appreciation he had just given her in his heart.

In the past few days in the Imperial Palace of Tost, every night he prevented Athena or Ophelia from breaking in and doing some strange things, but in the end, he didn't expect that it was Jiawen, who he felt most assured and felt the most serious, to complete the heavy task of the night attack!

Does she know what Athena's so-called night attack means? Although Yuan Feiwu doesn't know much about the specifics of Athena's night attack, it is definitely not the kind of thing that Gavin thinks now!

"It's late, go back to bed. Yuan Feiwu couldn't laugh or cry.

"No, I'm going to take your life. Jiawen said seriously, turning to his right hand to clamp Yuan Feiwu's hands, and with his left hand, he took the time to touch the saber at his waist.

is worthy of the princess's close guard, and he doesn't forget to hang a sword even in his pajamas!

"Why do you suddenly want to take my life again?" said Yuan Feiwu.

said that Yuan Feiwu and Jiawen have been living peacefully for a while, although from time to time I can feel the murderous aura from Jiawen and the impatience to make a move, but at least there has been no more conflict!

"The princess's heart is more and more shaken because of you. Jiawen's eyes were a little uneasy, and his voice became smaller and quieter, as if he was talking to himself, "You can't continue to live, the princess is affected, and I ...... too."

"For whatever reason, my life cannot be handed over to you. Yuan Feiwu said seriously, "The ownership of my life was already in the hands of others a long, long time ago. ”

"If he transfers ownership to me, will you be killed by me?" asked Gavin seriously.

"Can you transfer or sell it casually as I am a commercial house?" Yuan Feiwu said with a smile, "I don't think that person will be willing to give you my life, and besides, I am not an existence you can kill, give up." ”

"Who is he? How do you know if you don't try?"

Jiawen gently drew his sword, and the tip of the silver-white blade was aimed at Yuan Feiwu's throat, and Yuan Feiwu could even feel the metallic cold coming from the blade on his skin.

In the dark room, Jiawen stretched out like this, and his delicate figure was about to emerge in the suspender pajamas with less fabric, Yuan Feiwu quietly admired all this, and sighed at the beautiful picture of the perfect fusion of death and coldness.

Bang.

The door lock in Yuan Feiwu's bedroom was finally broken, and for Yuan Feiwu, it was considered to be a long life, having lived for so many days.

"Jiajia Jiajiawen, what are you doing!

It was Ophelia's anxious and panicked voice.

"Xiao Jiajia, your position is too exciting!"

It was Athena's voice that was so excited that it was deformed.

Then Jiawen was helped down by the two women, and then both women looked embarrassed to peek at Yuan Feiwu, as if they had disturbed him with some good deed, and the saber around his neck was ignored.

"No wonder I couldn't find you in all the bedrooms, I really sneaked in here!" said Ophelia.

This was the reason Ophelia was looking for to rush into Genfeiwu's bedroom, otherwise it would be bad to be thought that she wanted to come in. Although looking for Jiawen did have this matter, she was inexplicably a little weak-hearted, and her volume was a little loud when she was empty-minded.

"Little Jiajia is good, so many nights have passed, only you really succeeded in the night attack, great!" Athena patted Jiawen on the shoulder and encouraged.

Jiawen's suspender pajamas were slapped twice by her, and the suspender on one shoulder slipped off directly, but Jiawen didn't seem to feel it, and didn't pay attention to it, revealing a large piece of snow-white skin on his shoulder.

"It didn't work out, it's a little close. Jiawen said lightly, the scene was really like a praised elementary school student humbly responding to the teacher.

Yuan Feiwu couldn't understand how Jiawen's concept of "almost" was judged.

"Almost?" Ophelia thought to the extreme, "you whore! What do you want to do to Gavin!"

And the picture they saw when they came in just now obviously shows that Jiawen wants to do something, right? Three women in one play, three women with a stack of scripts in their heads, can directly support a TV station!

"Tell me, whose hands is your life?" asked Jiawen as he continued to dance towards the source.

Jiawen's words immediately pulled back the other two women's thoughts, and looked at Yuan Feiwu with a suspicious expression, his eyes full of little stars who wanted to learn.

Yuan Feiwu's life is actually in the hands of someone else? This thing is unimaginable, both frightening and incredible!

"Do you really want to know? That was many years ago. Yuan Feiwu sat up and said.

"Say it, say it!"

Athena had already climbed into bed and lay on the pillow of Yuan Feiwu, finding the most comfortable position for herself.

"Alas......" Yuan Feiwu knew that it was impossible to send them away without saying it, so he had to say, "You must promise me first, and go back to sleep as soon as you finish listening to the story." ”

"Of course!" said the three girls in unison.

It was a bit old.

In the main house of the courtyard, Yuan Lao and his three sons gathered together, and the atmosphere was dull.

The dullness is only the surface, for the three sons of Yuan Lao, and the subordinates of the forces they belong to, this is undoubtedly a good thing to celebrate with champagne.

"Your father and mother are dead, and to die means that they have gone far away and will never come back, that they will no longer carry you around for a walk, that they will no longer let you ride your neck to play war games, that they will never see you again. Yuan Lao's eyes moistened and he said to the black-haired child in front of him, who was only three years old but looked very delicate.

While silently suffering the loss of his son, he mourns for his youngest grandson, whose future is already a disaster from now on.

"Grandpa, you lied to me! I don't believe it!"

The brunette turned and ran away, and as a three-year-old, he was a steady runner.

The people present, except for Yuan Lao, sneered at him.

The four family masters are dead, what qualifications does this helpless young master have to play the young master's temper? If it weren't for Yuan Lao here, someone would have gone up to give him some color to see, even if it was only a three-year-old child.

Oh, maybe you don't have to get your hands dirty, and the kid can't think of it and wants to die.

"Woo woo woo ......"

The black-haired child rubbed his eyes and ran straight in a random direction, threw himself on a person's lap, and cried so sadly.

And the man, leaning against the wall with his hands on his chest, his face wearing a black mask showed only a pair of closed eyes, which were open because of the black-haired child's actions.

It was a pair of lifeless eyes, as if any life looked at them was just a dead thing.

Just because the man opened his eyes, everyone present subconsciously took a step back, except for Yuan Lao, who was sitting.

Because they felt a murderous aura! )