Chapter Seventy-Seven: Angry Kisses Gently

It wasn't until the sunset that Ruan Wushuang returned to the North Courtyard leisurely, with a light smile and a pleasant appearance, and a wreath given to her by Xiao Wuji in his hand.

Before stepping into the room, Ruan Wushuang felt that the atmosphere was not right, only to see Dugu Liancheng sitting on a chair with an indifferent expression and drinking tea, while Qiying stood behind Dugu Liancheng with a trembling look.

Did something happen? The atmosphere was a little depressing, even a little breathless.

"Lonely City. Ruan Wushuang stood at the door and frowned, calling Dugu Liancheng.

Dugu Liancheng didn't pay attention to her, but raised the teacup and took a sip, Qiying saw that the "culprit" was back, and he silently prepared to go out.

Ruan Wushuang grabbed the seven shadows who wanted to slip away, and asked, "Did something happen?"

"Miss Wushuang, let's ask the master herself!" Qiying walked out quickly, and closed the door very intimately.

It's okay not to close the door, but this time, the already bad light in the room is even worse at the moment, and it is drowsy, which makes the originally depressing atmosphere even more depressing.

She took a few steps forward and walked to his side.

"Dugu Liancheng, what happened?"

He was silent, but Ruan Wushuang was almost overwhelmed by the oppressive atmosphere, what kind of madness is Dugu Liancheng?

"If you don't say it, I'm leaving. She felt that she was running out of breath, and she had to go out to breathe first, or she might be crushed to death by the atmosphere.

But before she could take a step, Dugu Liancheng suddenly stood up, grabbed her wrist, and with a pull, her whole body fell into his arms unsteadily.

Ruan Wushuang looked at the handsome face that was close at hand, and subconsciously swallowed his saliva, what was he going to do? Her pupils reflected his cold and indifferent face, and after careful inspection, she found that there was anger in his eyes, although it was extremely slight and shallow, but it was enough to drown her, and she was stunned for a while.

Dugu Liancheng's afterglow caught a glimpse of the wreath in her hand, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a sneer, and he popped out a bead from his finger and hit her hand.

The pain stimulated Ruan Wushuang's senses and pulled her thoughts back, and the garland fell to the ground at once. She was annoyed in her heart, pushed him away, rubbed the back of her red hand, and asked, "Dugu Liancheng, what are you crazy about?"

Glaring at Dugu Liancheng, she wanted to pick up the garland on the ground, but she didn't know that it was Xiao Wuji who gave her the garland that stimulated Dugu Liancheng, and he stepped forward and grabbed her wrist.

The cold thin lips covered her warm cherry lips, cool, with a faint fragrance of snow lotus, and stifled her angry words.

So close, the coldness in his eyes seemed to drown her, the first time she saw Dugu Liancheng who had lost his mind like this, he had always been cold and resolute, no matter when and where he was always calm, people could not find a flaw.

He frantically demanded, like a spark burning her in an instant, he bit her lip, she couldn't help frowning and hurting, but he still didn't let go of her, his hand was clasped on the back of her head, she couldn't retreat, there was no escape.

Gradually, her thoughts became more and more ethereal, as if separated by mountains and seas, and the people and things in front of her became hazy, but her brain kept resisting the sudden thoughts.

At some point he had brought her to the bed, the blue curtain slid down and covered their entangled bodies, his cold eyes became confused, his kiss fell on her jaw, her neck, he kissed, but his hand ripped her shirt.

Suddenly, a large area of style was exposed, such as snowy skin, and a faint fragrance of snow plum, all of which stimulated his desire, and his mind was almost lost, but she was recalled by the sudden coldness, and her heart suddenly tightened, and just when he wanted to tear away her last defense, she hurriedly called loudly: "Don't." ”

Her voice brought back his almost lost thoughts, and the movements of his men finally stopped, and only then did he realize what he had just done, a little chagrin in his heart, but not a trace of regret.

I saw that her eyes were already sparkling, she was silent, a pair of beautiful eyes looked at him directly, as if she was accusing him, her red lips were bitten by him, there were blood beads on them, and his neck was full of marks of his fall, her clothes were half-faded to reveal the white and tender Shengxue's skin, and the bandeau was crooked and sticking to the skin.

He took a deep breath and eased, and she sat up calmly and pulled up her half-faded shirt to hide the exposed style.

"Dugu Liancheng, I don't want to see you again in the future. She said calmly, no roar, no anger, calm and terrifying, her eyes slightly opened, as if she really didn't want to see him, she didn't know what would have happened if she hadn't just spoken out to stop him.

Dugu Liancheng chuckled twice self-deprecatingly: "Do you only have Xiao Wuji in your heart?"

What? Ruan Wushuang frowned, Dugu Liancheng what he meant......

"You ......" Ruan Wushuang looked at Dugu Liancheng's self-deprecating appearance in surprise, he liked her, right?

"Ruan Wushuang, don't you have a heart?" Dugu Liancheng is three points stupid and seven points self-deprecating, Ruan Wushuang, are you really ruthless enough to forget what happened back then?

Hearing this, Ruan Wushuang bit her lip and said nothing, at this moment, her heart was beating wildly, rising, surging with warmth, and even a little pleasant, why did she feel this way?

In an instant he saved her, he fed her medicine, he held her, he was angry with her...... 's scenes all come to mind, no...... Ruan Wushuang, don't forget, the fate of your previous life, the fate of the Ruan family, and Dugu Liancheng is not something you can provoke.

"Do I have the heart, what do I have to do with Your Highness? Today's matter, the rights of the courtiers and daughters have not happened, and the courtiers will retire first. Ruan Wushuang put on his shoes with his hands and feet, and walked out of the house like a wind. She didn't look at the bed from beginning to end, her expression was cold, and there was a touch of gloom on Dugu Liancheng.

Her meaning is obvious, but she is not only ruthless but also unintentional, and the power has never happened, but Ruan Wushuang, how do you want me to remove the deep-rooted you from my heart.

I don't know when the sun has set, the unlit room is constantly blown in by the wind, blowing the other half of the blue bed curtain, the wreath lies quietly on the ground, no one cares.

Ruan Wushuang returned from the north courtyard and returned to the east courtyard, and as soon as he arrived at the gate of the courtyard, he saw Ayu sitting on a stone bench with his hands on his cheeks. After just one glance, Ruan Wushuang walked towards the room.

"Hey, Wushuang, you're back. Dugu Anle saw Ruan Wushuang coming back, and couldn't help but ask happily, and ran to Ruan Wushuang's side like a gust of wind, it's really good, Brother Wuji received a letter, and disappeared after looking at it with a sad look, and she didn't know what happened, she was still worried about who would play with her. It's good that Wushuang is back now.

"Alas, Wushuang, your face is not very good, are you sick?" Dugu Liancheng took Ruan Wushuang's arm and asked worriedly why Wushuang's expression was as pale as if he was sick.

"It's okay, I'm happy, I want to be quiet. After Ruan Wushuang finished speaking, he walked into the house, Dugu Anle stood in place confused, just that, looking at Wushuang was very tired, she still didn't bother her.

Dugu Anle looked at Ayu who was in a daze again, what happened to this day, one or two of them looked so lifeless?