Somewhat rudely put him on the simple bed in the tent, Qian Wenxuan reached out to take off his clothes, Zisang Langyue covered his collar, retracted defensively, and stared at Qian Wenxuan viciously, full of hostility, "What do you want to do?" He knew that this woman would not be so kind, and that he had come in in the middle of the night just to covet his beauty.

"Take off your clothes." Qianwenxuan said that her face was light, and she was not affected by Zisang Langyue at all, Zisang Rongyue had never seen such a woman, she had no other expression on her face except indifference, even if she was at the moment of life and death, she couldn't help but see other expressions on her face, which couldn't help but make Zisang Langyue puzzled and puzzled.

When he was stunned, his clothes had been retreated by Qian Wenxuan from both sides of his shoulders, revealing fair and delicate skin, but the texture was distinct, and the coolness from his body changed back to Zisang Langyue's consciousness, and as soon as he came back to his senses, he saw that his clothes were taken off by a woman, and this woman was frowning and looking at her abdomen.

Boom Boom

Zisang Langyue's brain was full of thunder, and her face was full of incredulity, this woman, [tune] [play] him!!

"Brush" silver light flashed, and the sword hit Qianwenxuan's neck again, but this time, he used his strength, and the sharp sword left a slender and long blood mark on Qianwenxuan's neck, Zisang Rongyue was full of cold light, "You are looking for death!" ”

Not bothered by the man at all, Qianwenxuan concentrated on cleaning the wound for him, wiping, disinfecting, and bandaging, she kept frowning, her face was cold, but the action of her hand was surprisingly gentle, looking at it, Zisang Langyue's hand involuntarily loosened, although she did not remove the sword, the action was a little more careful.

Leaning on the bed, Zisang Langyue looked at the serious woman in front of her with burning eyes, she seemed to be really different from the women in the world.

"What's your name?" Although he asked just now, he didn't write it down at all, and there are really few people in the world who can make him bother to remember his name.

Hearing this, Qian Wenxuan frowned slightly, and said coldly, "I said it." ”

"I forgot." There was a hint of innocence in his voice, but there was still a hint of wariness in his eyes.

Ma Li tied a knot in his abdomen, Qian Wenxuan stood up and looked at him condescendingly, "The injury is not very serious, and it will be fine if the bleeding stops." After a pause, Qian Wenxuan said again: "Are you hungry?" ”

When she said this, Zisang really felt hungry, and nodded a little arrogantly. However, Qian Wenxuan frowned, and still said coldly: "Then go to sleep, and eat tomorrow morning." ”

Zisang Langyue: "......"

Looking at the sky, looking at the unhappy man on the bed, Qianwenxuan walked to the side and sat down, took the book on the side and read it, for a while, seeing that the man's displeased eyes still stayed on her, Qianwenxuan's brows wrinkled slightly: "If you don't sleep again, your injury will really not heal." ”

"Humph!" The man snorted heavily, and lay down a little angrily. 、

Seeing his childish movements, the corners of Qian Wenxuan's mouth unconsciously brought a smile, and her eyes were put back in the book, not that she didn't give him food, but after asking, she suddenly thought that his abdomen had just stopped bleeding, and it was really not suitable to eat at this time.

______________________________________________________________________________________

Lying on the comfortable soft bed, Qian Wenxuan didn't have any pajamas, and all she could think about repeatedly in her mind was the weak and pale appearance of Bai Zi Sang Langyue, and the hurried tone of the housekeeper.

Don't...... What's really wrong with that man?

Turning over irritably, Qian Wenxuan finally couldn't resist the worry in her heart and got up, put on a random dress and walked out.

Gently pushing open the closed door, Qian Wenxuan quietly walked in, and kept comforting herself in her heart, look, she just looked.

Slowly walked in, on the big bed in the inner room, a touch of dark red was lying quietly on the bed, Qian Wenxuan frowned slightly, at this time, Zisang Langyue, the original decadent mess no longer existed, replaced by a bewitching face, the whole person was lying like this, and it exuded a smell of [temptation] [confusion] for no reason, attracting people to unconsciously approach and touch......

With doubts, Qianwenxuan approached gently, and the closer she got closer, the more she heard Zisang Langyue's steady breathing sound, until Qianwenxuan stood on the side of Zisang Rongyue's bed, her fingers gently caught his pulse, and made sure that he was indeed fine, Qianwenxuan exhaled heavily, in addition to being relieved, she was self-deprecating, and she was tricked by him again, this time, even the housekeeper was facing him. This man, as before, is completely indifferent to the feelings of others.

turned around and wanted to leave, however, the wrist was held by a force, and then, pulled back, Qianwenxuan didn't notice it, and the whole body fell back, she only felt a dark red flashing in front of her eyes, and when she raised her eyes again, she saw a magnified bewitching face presented in front of her, Zisang Langyue had a charming smile on the corner of her mouth, one hand held Qianwen Xuanying's slender waist, one hand slowly stroked her red lips, and the lazy and evil voice sounded slowly, "The wife is angry with the moon?" ”

"Let go!" Qianwenxuan looked at the man on her body expressionlessly, her eyes were full of dark tides, angry, why not angry, the problem is that she doesn't know what she is angry about?

"If you don't let it go, you won't let go even if you die." Zisang Langyue looked at the woman who was pressed tightly under her with serious eyes, and the seriousness in her eyes shocked Qian Wenxuan's heart.

Lang Yue finally sighed softly, and looked at him without evasion, "Lang Yue, you can find a better woman than me." ”

"Hmm......" The big hand holding his waist suddenly exerted force, and the sudden pain made Qian Wenxuan couldn't help but moan, raised his head, and saw Zisang Langyue staring at him with a displeased face, his phoenix eyes were angry, even mixed with a trace of sadness, his slender fingers slowly rubbed Qian Wenxuan's lips, sometimes heavy and sometimes light, and his eyes were calm and calm.

Seeing this, Zisang Langyue smiled with satisfaction, slowly lowered her red lips, and stopped at a close distance, the voice of the evil [seduction] [person] broke into Qianwenxuan's eardrums like a magic sound: "Wife, do you remember what you promised to make Yue?" ”

Looking at the bewitching face in front of her, Qian Wenxuan was in a trance for a while, and the ghost nodded in a hurry, "Remember." ”

Immediately, the corners of Zisang Rongyue's mouth hooked up with an evil smile, "In this way, Rongyue will be relieved." As he spoke, the big hand holding Qianwenxuan gradually moved up, and finally stopped at the tie of Qianwenxuan's collar, after a slight pause, he hooked his long finger, and Qianwenxuan's robe spread out, revealing the white underwear inside.