Dong Jixuan, no, it should be said that Yan Jixuan did not answer the illusion, but respectfully picked up the teacup in his hand: "Second sister." ”

She didn't care about Dong Jixuan's pretending to be stupid and empty, she didn't have the idea of exposing Dong Jixuan, Dong Jixuan was making things difficult for Yan Chengcheng, not her, and now she and Yan Chengcheng's faces are almost torn, it's good if she doesn't fall into the ground, let alone stand up for Yan Tingcheng?

She looked at Yan Jixuan with deep meaning in her eyes, and then took it with a calm face.

Her face was calm, Dong Jixuan was happy, and he smiled at the empty illusion. This laugh made the illusion pause for a moment before he reacted.

I don't know why, the child in front of him is obviously not as good-looking as the demon born by Jun Indifference, but the two seem to have a similar aura, and there seems to be a magic power that attracts people's hearts between their every move.

Since yesterday, thanks to the eldest lady, Dong Jixuan's identity has been spread, so recognizing his ancestors and returning to his ancestors has not caused much turmoil.

Now for the Marquis of Dingyuan, finding a way to let Yan Jixuan quickly break into the aristocratic circle of the capital has become his biggest goal in cultivating Yan Jixuan, after all, for Yan Jixuan, his current foundation is too shallow.

Yan Jixuan is his eldest son no matter what, even if he will have a son-in-law to inherit the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion in the end, but at this moment, the Marquis of Dingyuan really likes him very much, and wants him to get the glory that matches his surname.

Although the lockdown was lifted, due to the holiday of the Royal Academy, the illusion was also idle.

I didn't realize it before, she has slowly become accustomed to the days of Jun Indifference, so the empty illusion is extremely boring now, as soon as I think of Jun indifference, the evil and temptation of the man who was pressed under her appeared in the empty mind again, and finally raised some spirits, and seriously picked up the scroll in his hand.

"Miss, if you are sleepy, rest first. Ziyun finally couldn't stand it anymore and walked over again.

"There's no hurry. Empty Illusion waved his hand, but the movement in his hand slowed down.

"From love to worry, from worry to fear, if you are separated from your lover, there is no fear. Empty Illusion put down the pen in her hand and read it again, and gradually her tone changed from careless to melancholy, and after a long time, she put down the scroll in her hand.

"Qiu Lian, Ziyun, you say, why can love make people so crazy, everyone knows that there is always no good ending when you work hard. ”

For the first time, the empty words had a sad feeling, and this was also the first time Ziyun had seen such an empty illusion.

"Maybe," Ziyun hesitated and said, "Love always makes people desperate." ”

Yes, maybe, but whether it is love or not that makes men desperate is not necessarily.

Qiu Lian just listened quietly, did not speak, and did not bow her head.

"Go down, all of you. Empty Illusion waved her hand, Ziyun didn't know why, sometimes she could clearly see loneliness from Empty Illusion, but she was always powerless to change this.

The illusion sighed, finally extinguished the lights, and got into the bed.

At this time, the weather had gradually cooled down, and the illusion rolled from the head of the bed to the end of the bed, and finally fell asleep after a lot of tossing.

The man desperately gnawed on her lips, and kept going down domineeringly, leaving his own marks on her.

I only thought I was in a dream, but the pain in my body became clearer.

She finally couldn't bear the pain and opened her eyes, and the sky was already dark, so that she could see the scene she was in at once. "Brother?" she called in surprise, but in exchange for the pain on her body was more obvious.

Jun is indifferent today, something is wrong. In the past, he would never have used such a lot of strength, but at this time, Jun Moran gnawed at her mercilessly.

It hurts, and I guess it's almost the same if I don't bite and bleed. The empty illusion frowned painfully, but directly relaxed his body.

She directly clamped his waist with her legs, looked at him with concern, and didn't notice how ambiguous the posture of the two was.

The illusory movements always aroused a little curiosity from the man, and he raised his head, but his eyes were no longer the usual demonic and thought-provoking, but a little more hollow.

Empty Illusion was stunned by Jun's indifferent eyes all of a sudden, and it took a long time to react.

The illusion's hesitation at this time had aroused the man's dissatisfaction, and he leaned down again, only to touch the woman's soft lips.

Empty Fantasy unceremoniously began to take the initiative little by little, and finally, he pressed her under him again, but the lips of the two were still not separated.

Is this person's instinct still unwilling to suffer?

Empty Illusion smiled secretly, and the somewhat cold body that was attached to her body was also slowly warmed up, and she could hear his heartbeat, little by little, little by little, addictive.

He finally raised his head again, but his eyes had regained a little clarity.

Kong Phantom leaned up and whispered in his ear: "Brother." It seemed that there was still no stability, and she clearly felt that Jun's indifferent aura was starting to become unstable again.

"Shh," Empty Phantom gently pressed his finger to his lips, "Don't speak, kiss me." ”

Jun Indifferent's eyes were a little clearer from the angle that could not be seen in the void, but he still chose to cover his body heavily and slowly sink with her.

Even though Jun Innoran seems unconscious now, after so many years of life and death, how could he really let down his vigilance and reveal his most dangerous side to others?

Three points of dazedness, seven points of sobriety. This is his state at this time. The reason why the empty illusion can't see it is not because the empty illusion is not very alert, but because he just wants to maintain a state of confusion.

And now, the woman below him casually leaned her finger on his mouth, and said to him casually Don't speak, kiss her.

At this moment, he suddenly didn't want to wake up. He didn't know what that feeling was. But he chose to follow his heart little by little.

Little did she know that he had actually come here early to hear her say those desperate words of love.

He didn't know what kind of existence she was in his heart. The fiancée, his sister, and the knife in his hand don't seem to be.

But since she chose to pounce on him that day, the fate between them has slowly tied together.

And since that day she covered herself regardless of the danger, or since he decided on the marriage of the two, he knew that as long as he wanted, then she was his. Moreover, just his.

But how could he be willing to rub off what attracted him the most from her, and what she had always insisted on, that pride. (To be continued.) )