On the streets, the rain is still falling tirelessly.

There was only an awkward silence in the room.

After a burst of rustling, Tang An silently got dressed, with a hint of satisfaction on his face, but also mixed with a trace of regret.

Some women seem to reject people thousands of miles away, but when they are unwillingly devoted to love, they can make men feel what it means to be drunk and dream of death, Feng Zhiyao is undoubtedly this kind of woman.

Her wandering eyes, her mesmerizing soft body, and her seductive gasp with snort brought the word "inner flattery" to the extreme, making Tang An conquer the city again and again, and he just hated to use all his strength to possess her and conquer her.

Finally, on a crazy rainy night, after the two people who "fought to the death" reached the peak of happiness several times, they both fell on the bed exhausted.

After the clouds and rain in Wushan, there is a lot of sadness.

Tang An, who calmed down, was not happy in his heart. He admits that he was loved. Lust gets carried away and can't control the blazing desire. But the question is - Feng Zhiyao had obviously lost herself at that time, and when the passion passed, would she hate herself forever?

When friendship and kindness are broken, and the hard-built relationship is replaced by another sudden relationship, Tang An can't say what kind of feeling is in his heart.

If he could turn back time, he would definitely resist the impulse, but it was too late to say that. He could only glance at the woman on the bed with guilt on his face, and said in a low voice: "Sister Feng, Fang Cai"

"It's just an accident."

Feng Zhiyao didn't turn her head, and there was no emotion in her voice. There is no taste of seduction, no coquettish teasing, which proves that the Feng Zhiyao in front of him is the real Feng Zhiyao.

She lay quietly on the bed, the quilt only covering her hips, and her flawless white back was exposed to the air. But she didn't care about the spring - even the most precious thing was lost, what else was there to care?

Tang An was not afraid of her anger, and even wanted her to roar at herself. But this unreasonable calm made him feel uneasy.

"I'm sorry I didn't hold myself."

"You didn't feel sorry for me, I was too stupid and didn't believe in people, so I got into the way. It's just that I need you, and you need me. You can take it as an accident, so don't apologize. Feng Zhiyao said lightly, "And now, I've forgotten"

Forgetting, that's easier said than done. The first man in his life, how can he say that he can forget if he forgets?

Tang An sighed, really didn't know how to comfort her. But when I think about it, why should Lao Tzu feel guilty? Is it her who seduces me?

He kept comforting himself in his heart, as if this was the only way to make him stand more confident in front of Feng Zhiyao, but with a weak look, he didn't dare to stay on that tempting back for a second longer.

Seeing that the atmosphere in the room was too depressing, Tang An walked to the window and gently opened a gap. Perhaps the cold air of the night could calm his restless heart.

The rain outside the window was still very strong. Tang An's gaze passed through the rain curtain, and he suddenly saw the rainstorm pear blossom needle that he had thrown in the middle of the street.

His brow furrowed, for he suddenly realized that there had been no news of Sister Fairy for a long time.

The streets of Linzi City are very long, for fear of being separated from Mu Rong, Tang An did not turn around at all, but went straight all the way. He believes that with Mu Rong's simple and persistent nature, she will definitely chase her all the way, as long as she sees the mark she left, she will definitely be able to find herself.

But until now, she has never appeared.

All along, Mu Rong has made him too relieved. As if in her heart, she is the needle of the sea.

Because of her, she can sit back and relax in the barren yellow earth; Because of her, she can be at ease when the armies of the Far East are approaching; Because of her, in the face of the ghostly life-threatening sword, he will not worry about his own safety.

In Tang An's eyes, there seems to be nothing in this world that can be rare to live with Mu Rong. But on such a cold and rainy night, facing a hidden Xie Yuan, Tang An suddenly began to worry.

Xie Yuan exuded a mysterious smell from his bones. On the surface, he is an idle prince who indulges in sex and enjoys life. But secretly, he controls the most disgraceful forces in the Qi country.

What's even more terrifying is that Tang An thought that with the cover of the song and dance troupe, he had buried the purpose of coming to the east deep enough, but it still aroused Xie Yuan's vigilance.

He didn't even understand Tang An's purpose and details, so he directly dispatched the killer in a vain attempt to prevent trouble.

As it turned out, he was right in his concerns.

Not only that, but this person who puts all his energy on the court can actually do martial arts!

Suddenly, Tang An recalled the picture before leaving.

At that time, Xie Yuan originally wanted to kill himself, but because he felt the threat of Mu Rong, he temporarily changed his tricks and fought hard.

One came prepared, the other hastily responded. Mu Rong should have taken the advantage, but the result was that the two of them went back the same number of steps. From this point of view, Xie Yuan's skill is probably not under the fairy.

It's no wonder that Tang An escaped death at that time, full of happiness for the rest of his life, and he neglected such an important link.

Xie Yuan is really that strong?

Thinking about Mu Rong's last words, Tang Anxin was even more remorseful - if she had the confidence to kill Xie Yuan, how could she let herself go?

She was obviously not sure, but she still left the hope of living to him, and the difficulties and pressure to herself.

Suddenly, Tang An's face turned pale, and after calculating the time, I am afraid that the competition between the two should have had a result. And Mu Rong hasn't shown up until now, will it?

No, not really!

The overwhelming fear hit him, making him dizzy in front of his eyes. Thinking about that pretty face that was as cold as snow, Tang An suddenly felt a painful feeling, but he shook his head again and again to cheer himself up.

He didn't dare to think about it anymore, but he desperately wanted to know the outcome. The contradictions before and after were tangled together, making him sad and wanted to vomit blood.

He never knew he would be so afraid of losing someone!

"Sister Feng, I'll go out!"

Tang An greeted and rushed out of the door.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Feng Zhiyao finally turned her pretty face. When there was only a naked woman left in the empty room, a trace of loneliness finally flashed on her face, but with a hint of confusion.

Reaching out and touching the wetness of the red place under her body, she knew that it was a testimony of her transformation. From now on, she will be a real woman. This change of identity came so quickly that she was unprepared and caught off guard.

She hadn't even been able to overlap the person who had taken her most precious thing with the shadow of anticipation in her mind, and it all happened.

He obviously took advantage of his distraction, but strangely, she couldn't afford to hate him. Fang Cai's pretended to be calm was more due to the reservedness of women. When you lose your virginity, you always have to show some frustration so as not to be looked down upon, but ask yourself - do you really blame him in your heart?

The answer in her heart shocked even herself. The intermittent embarrassing pictures in her mind did not make her feel ashamed, but a kind of aftertaste, a kind of emotion.

Think about it from another angle, if the person who got her tonight was Liu Gong, would she still be able to face it so calmly? If that were the case, I'm afraid she would be dead by now, because that is the guardian of chastity and honor.

Why is the same thing, in different people, the contrast in my heart is so huge?

Feng Zhiyao frowned at her lovely eyebrows, her face full of questions.

Instead of finding the answer she wanted, she remembered the bits and pieces of these days. The picture of him pretending to be "Zhen Chi Jiu" to deceive himself, the strange feeling under his skirt, the beautiful legend of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, the novelty of being the same horse, the excitement of climbing over a wall, the tension of sleeping on the same couch, and the majestic appearance that he always looks like a god descending from heaven when he is in danger.

Thinking about it, Feng Zhiyao was a little late. Unconsciously, she thought in her mind that it was all Tang An!

The warmth revealed a trace of sweet memories, which made her eyes full of confusion, and muttered to herself: "Will the person I am waiting for be him?" Alas, why is he?"

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Tang An did not use an umbrella, but rushed into the rain curtain like a demon.

He ran too fast, gasping for breath, not caring about the cold rain pouring into his mouth, nor caring about the cold coming from his body, let alone whether he would meet Tang An along the way.

He just wanted to know if the woman who could give up life and death for himself was still alive.

No, she must still be alive!

For this answer, he did not dare to stop.

His heart was full of remorse, if he could stay a little longer, if he could think about it a little, he would not leave her alone and face the pressure like a mountain alone.

He still has Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle, he still has a pair of fists, he still has a warm blood, why leave her alone?

Tang An, you are really the biggest bastard in the world!

He scolded himself fiercely in his heart, and his legs seemed to be filled with lead, but he was still swinging desperately. It seems that every minute faster can give Mu Rong more hope to live.

Sister Fairy, you must not be fine, you must be fine! God, I've never begged you in my life, and now I just beg you, don't let me see the scene that broke my liver and intestines! As long as you give me back Sister Fairy, I don't care if I give everything!

All I need is a complete fairy sister, that's all!

The wind is howling, the rain is howling.

Tang An couldn't run anymore. He dragged his heavy body, used his hands and feet in the rain, walked and crawled, and finally returned to the familiar cross street.

"Click!"

A bolt of lightning pierced the night sky and lit up the entire street.

In the rain curtain, Tang An seemed to have been immobilized, and his eyes looked blankly at the center of the intersection - a woman dressed in white was lying there quietly, as if she had fallen into a permanent sleep.