The sun gradually sank in the west, and at the last moment when the red became lighter, a blood-colored moon appeared in the sky, and Yanjiabao began to be shrouded in blood-colored mist again. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The smile on Yan Yan's face faded and turned into an ice cube face again. He didn't say anything, turned around and strode out of the room, as if he had pumped out all the air in the room, Duan Xianxian felt that her breathing was very difficult at this time. The chill gushing out from the soles of her feet wrapped her in wisps one by one, and she could only stay on the beauty collapse, not that she didn't think about using her spiritual power, but she obviously felt that Yan Yan didn't go far, and there was still the breath he left here.

After a while, Duan Xianxian moved her body, she got up slowly, wanting to go to the table to take a look, but hesitated. She sat in front of the dresser, and the bronze mirror reflected a peach-faced girl, which was really gorgeous. It seems that the qualification points in appearance that have been blessed for so long are still useful, for example, in this world, when the appearance is generally not high, she can still give birth to a good color. Of course, there is the foundation of the host itself, but when she is possessed, her own attributes have changed to hers.

"Squeak. The sound of the window being blown by the wind pulled her mind back, and she walked over to her desk and picked up the beautiful picture. I didn't expect Yan Lao's painting skills to be so superb, she was lying quietly on the beauty floor, staring at the person in front of her, and she was about to come out! That gaze seemed to have penetrating power, and the whole painting was raised by more than one grade.

"Squeak~" The door was slowly opened. Duan Xianxian hurriedly put down the painting in his hand and took a quick step forward, his hands naturally crossed his abdomen. His eyes were on his toes again. "Madam, the lord of the castle will be late tonight, and the lord of the castle has specially ordered you to rest early, so that you don't have to wait for him. The old butler put down the tray in his hand, and after speaking, he withdrew without waiting for Duan Xianxian to answer. The meals these days were brought to her by the old housekeeper, and every meal was a dish she liked to eat. Duan Xianxian stared at the painting for a long time before folding it from the desk and placing it at the bottom of her makeup.

After the old housekeeper finished talking about Duan Xianxian's situation, Yan Lian didn't answer him for a long time whether he was going to the 'next step', he couldn't help but look sideways, only to see Yan Lian smiling, no longer looking gloomy, the whole person was like a spring breeze. The old butler bowed his head again.

"Let's go down. "That didn't go as planned...... The old butler regretted in his heart, if the castle owner was not fond of killing, this should be a good marriage. For so many years, it was rare for him to see the castle lord in a good mood, not to mention a smile like this, even if it was very faint.

Duan Xianxian lay on the bed and never fell asleep, and she knew it as soon as Yan Yan came back. The lingering cold feeling spread from his back to his limbs, Duan Xianxian still closed his eyes but turned around and hugged Yan Wei tightly, but the stiff body still exposed the emotions of the master.

The small body was clinging to him, and there was a warmth that had not been seen for a long time. Yan Wei was slightly distracted, warm, a feeling that he hadn't experienced for a long time. He lowered his eyes and looked carefully at Duan Xian's little face.

It was the best color he had ever seen.

The heartbeats of the two people gradually converged, and he couldn't help but laugh when he felt Duan Xian's breath stabilize down. Knowing that he would 'kill' her, he would be afraid of him, but he wanted to stubbornly approach, but he began to covet this warmth, what should he do?

Then, stay without any means.

The flame of the red candle in the room kept beating, and the wax tears slowly slid down the body of the candle, and solidified in the middle of the way. Duan Xian Xian, who was asleep, felt very cold, so she couldn't help but drill into Yan Liang's arms and hugged him tightly. The yin qi in the house became heavier and heavier, and the blood qi above Yanjiabao poured towards the 'new house', and the red candle was extinguished in an instant, and the blood moon in the dark night became even more enchanting.