Wen Ying walked aimlessly in the Black Castle, looking for Grand Duke Ivan, but she couldn't find it. Until the three suns had risen, she returned to the garden of silver lilies exhausted, and saw the back of Grand Duke Ivan among the blooming silver lilies.

"Ivan." Wen Ying was overjoyed, and hurriedly ran towards Grand Duke Ivan, ran to Grand Duke Ivan, threw herself into Grand Duke Ivan's arms, and hugged Grand Duke Ivan. When she looked up, she saw that Grand Duke Ivan's face was cold, and he looked like an ice sculpture.

In the past, Grand Duke Ivan was mostly like this, but at this moment, seeing the cold appearance that Grand Duke Ivan was familiar with, Wen Ying was uneasy in her heart.

Wen Ying thought about trying to please the man in her arms, and thought of her most common way to please Grand Duke Ivan, so she put her arms around Grand Duke Ivan and changed positions and hugged Grand Duke Ivan's neck. Wen Ying stood on tiptoe and gently kissed Grand Duke Ivan's smooth forehead. Grand Duke Ivan remained motionless. Wen Ying kissed the left and right cheeks of Grand Duke Ivan twice in succession. Grand Duke Ivan remained still. Wen Ying's lips fell on the lips of Grand Duke Ivan. Then, Grand Duke Ivan moved, he stretched out a hand, grabbed one of Wen Ying's arms, and pulled Wen Ying away, Wen Ying did not stand firm and fell to the ground.

"Don't touch me!" Grand Duke Ivan said coldly, he turned around, and left.

Wen Ying was stunned, she half-knelt on the flower path made of cold black crystal, looking at the back of Grand Duke Ivan, and even forgot to get up.

"Grand Duchess." I don't know when, the maids came to Wen Ying's side and helped Wen Ying up.

Wen Ying's face turned pale and said, "You all go and rest." No one should come to the garden or the dormitory. ”

The back of Grand Duke Ivan turned into a small dot, entered the corridor of the study and disappeared.

Quiet in the garden.

"Don't touch me, don't touch me." Wen Ying muttered, "Don't touch me, don't touch me." This is a sentence she often said to Grand Duke Ivan, four words, and now, it was actually Grand Duke Ivan who said this to her.

Wen Ying repeated the words "don't touch me" in a whisper, walked to the hexagonal pavilion in the garden, and walked to the little golden dragon's nest. The little golden dragon's big blood-red eyes looked at Wen Ying sadly.

"You know what? He told me not to touch him. He actually told me not to touch him. Wen Ying said to Xiao Jinlong. Wen Ying reached into the hexagonal pavilion, and the little golden dragon's tail flicked and wrapped around one of Wen Ying's arms. Then, the little golden dragon flapped its wings and walked out of the hexagonal pavilion. Xiao Jinlong knew that if he wanted to walk out of the Hexagonal Pavilion, without the spell of Grand Duke Ivan, as long as his body came into contact with Wen Ying's body, he could leave the Divine Enchantment of the Hexagonal Pavilion.

Wen Ying laughed as she spoke, just smiling, more ugly than crying. At first she just laughed quietly, and gradually, she burst into laughter, even laughing.

Suddenly, the smile on Wen Ying's face froze, her expression was painful, and her right hand covered her heart fiercely, she only felt that her heart hurt, as if ten thousand arrows pierced her heart.

The little golden dragon got up, raised his left foot, raised his tail, and the sharp thorn at the end of the tail pierced the center of his left foot. Suddenly, a stream of golden blood spurted out and landed in Wen Ying's heart.

"Don't, I don't!" Wen Ying screamed loudly, her voice sharp: "I don't want your blood!" I said I didn't want your blood! ”

The little golden dragon let out a mournful dragon roar, which resounded through the sky.

"Suck your blood out!" Wen Ying screamed, "Suck your blood away immediately!" Wen Ying gasped and said, "Immediately, immediately, otherwise, I don't want you immediately." ”

The little golden dragon hesitated for a moment, but finally stretched his head to Wen Ying's heart, he opened his mouth, sucked it with a big mouth, and suddenly, the golden dragon blood on Wen Ying's robe was sucked into the mouth by the little golden dragon. He stuck out his long tongue and licked the center of his left foot. Then, his long, red and soft tongue gently licked Wen Ying's cheeks.

"Take your tongue away!" Wen Ying said angrily, "Take your tongue away!" ”

"You're bullying me now, aren't you?"

"I don't want to see your face!"

"I don't want to see your face!"

Wen Ying shouted, although it was only a few words, her heart hurt too much, she was about to lose her footing, and she leaned on a crystal pillar in the Hexagonal Pavilion.

Suddenly, the silver light and shadow sword and the snow-white sub-sword appeared in front of Wen Ying, levitating vertically. The blade of the silver light and shadow sword began to tilt upward, and the sharp tip of the sword pointed directly at Wen Ying's heart. The tip of the sword slowly pierced Wen Ying's hand covering her heart, pierced the back of Wen Ying's hand, and pierced into Wen Ying's heart.

As the Light and Shadow Sword pierced, a cold and comfortable feeling reached Wen Ying's heart, and she could clearly feel that every time the Light and Shadow Sword entered her heart, the pain in her heart decreased.

Wen Ying watched in surprise as the straight sword blade sank into the back of her hand little by little, and watched the hilt finally disappear into the back of her hand. She felt the blade of the Sword of Light and Shadow, piercing through her heart, piercing through her body, piercing into the crystal pillar, and finally piercing through the crystal pillar. Wen Ying's body shuddered, and the heartache disappeared.

Almost instantly, the Light and Shadow Sword had reappeared in front of Wen Ying's eyes, levitating vertically. Wen Ying picked up the Light and Shadow Sword in surprise and kissed it lightly on the sword body of the Light and Shadow Sword.

"Thank you." Wen Ying said: "I really didn't expect that you still have this role." Wen Ying thought to herself, she would never have to worry about heartache in the future.

The snow-white sub-sword shook in front of Wen Ying's eyes, as if she was dissatisfied with Wen Ying's kiss on the Light and Shadow Sword. Wen Ying looked at the snow-white sub-sword, her expression darkened, and she let go of the hilt of the Light and Shadow Sword.

In the silver lily bush closest to the hexagonal pavilion, the little golden dragon crawled and buried his head in the silver lily bush, and the rest of his body was exposed outside the flowers.

"Get your head out of the flowers." Wen Ying walked up to the little golden dragon and said, "You crushed all the silver lilies. ”

The little golden dragon flicked its tail and let out a burst of grunting dragon words, but its head was still buried in the flowers.

"It's me who is wrong, I take back what I just said."

"I'm sorry, I apologize to you."

"Please forgive me, okay."

The little golden dragon stretched out his head from the silver lily bush at this time, with a pair of big blood-red eyes, looking at Wen Ying sadly, with a look full of grievances.

"If you want to forgive me, lick my face." Wen Ying stretched out her hand, touched the horns of the little golden dragon, and said, "No--- wish--ah"

Before Wen Ying finished speaking, she found that she was pulled back, and when she came back to her senses, she had been embraced by Grand Duke Ivan.

Wen Ying was stunned, she was about to speak, but Grand Duke Ivan lowered her head, stuck out her tongue, and gently licked Wen Ying's cheek. He was gentle and slowly licked Wen Ying's cheek. From the left cheek, licked Wen Ying's forehead, to the right cheek, to Wen Ying's chin, and finally, landed on Wen Ying's lips. He licked Wen Ying's lips little by little with the tip of his tongue, drawing Wen Ying's lips.

The soft feeling brought by the warm and soft tip of Grand Duke Ivan spread from Wen Ying's lips to Wen Ying's face, and to Wen Ying's heart, making her feel that her heart was also soft.

As if having licked enough, Grand Duke Ivan finally raised his head and said, "I forgive you." His tone was cold, revealing a hint of tenderness.

Looking at the cold face of the man in front of him with a bit of tenderness, thinking of the way he pushed himself away earlier, Wen Ying's heart that had just been soft suddenly hardened again, and said, "You can not forgive me - let me go!" From now on, I don't touch you, you don't touch me, two--no--phase--touch! ”