The man in black was stunned by Mo Haoran's anger, stepped forward and continued: "But King Anling ......"

"Enough!" Mo Haoran interrupted the words of the man in black and said coldly: "I have my own arrangements, and everything can only be done until it is seamless." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info you step down. ”

The man in black saluted and retreated, disappearing into the darkness.

Mo Haoran didn't immediately turn on the lamp, he walked to the window and looked up at the moon. The cold moonlight gently sprinkled on his tall and handsome body, and a handsome face was as moist as jade under the bright and clear light.

Suddenly, the corners of his lips were silently hooked, and a pair of beautiful and deep eyes shone brightly.

Brother Wang, the agreement between us can finally be fulfilled.

In the early morning, the east has just revealed the white of the fish's belly, the pure sky is blurry and illusory, and the thin smile is as quiet as the night.

A long white figure swept across the courtyard and landed in front of Qianjun's door. A big slender and beautiful hand pushed open the hidden door and walked straight in.

Inside, the candle flame had just burned out, and green smoke was wafting around.

"So early, what's the matter?" Qianjun raised his eyes suddenly, his eyes were the usual cold and arrogant profoundness, "Or should I give Bai Ruo medicine?" ”

Qianjun sat alone on the edge of the bed, the bed was neatly folded, obviously he had not slept all night, his handsome face did not show a trace of tiredness, but his eyebrows were dyed with a layer of light, and his slender and powerful hands were lightly wrapped in front of his chest to protect.

Mo Haoran didn't answer, he glanced at Qianjun's chest lightly, and could only see a little bulging black chest edge, and a few strands of white fox fur.

"Brother Wang, do you remember the agreement between us?" Mo Haoran seemed to be talking about an ordinary thing.

Qianjun's body stiffened suddenly, "Remember." He said it with certainty, but his tone was very indifferent.

They are siblings, just because he was born earlier than Mo Haoran, he naturally became the heir. Ever since he was a child, he has been filled with guilt towards his younger brother.

So they agreed: In the future, Qianjun will definitely meet one of Mo Haoran's requirements if he becomes the wolf king.

But at this hour, in this place, in this situation, Mo Haoran suddenly proposed this agreement, which made Qianjun feel uneasy, and he had a premonition that something bad would happen.

His eyes were light, his long eyebrows frowned slightly, and he looked at Mo Haoran fixedly, waiting in his heart to see what kind of request he made.

Mo Haoran smiled at him slightly, with a resolute look in his eyes: "I want Bai Ruo!" “

His heart shook suddenly, and his heartbeat immediately skipped a little, and Qianjun suddenly tightened his handsome face and was silent. The request was so unexpected that he was caught off guard and didn't know how to respond.

In an instant, there was silence in the room, but the even and slender breathing sound of the little fox in the placket of the coat was clearly audible.

"Brother Wang, have you repented of the agreement made that day?" Mo Haoran broke the silence and said slowly.

"Nope!" Qianjun denied it outright, and asked with a gloomy expression, "Why her?" ”

"She's the only one who catches my heart." Mo Haoran's eyes were clear when he said this, and it was completely from the bottom of his heart. He added to himself in his heart, I know that she is also the only one who makes your heart move.

"If Bai didn't belong to me, I would have already divorced."

"Since Brother Wang has no repentance, then please fulfill the agreement."

"I ......"

The corners of Mo Haoran's mouth hooked up a meaningful smile, and without hesitation, he put his hand into Qianjun's chest, carefully took out the little white fox, and snuggled it in his arms.

"Thank you, Brother Wang! Let me get what I want! Mo Haoran stroked his chest and turned to leave.

The glimmer between Qianjun's brows disappeared completely. He only felt that his chest was empty, as if his heart had been gouged out, and he was suffocating and painful.