Chapter 112: Sandalwood Plum (Part II)

"For me?" The fan boy was stunned and forgot to reach out to pick it up.

"Hmm." Shen Yuan nodded, smiled at him good-naturedly, and brought the sandalwood plum closer again.

The pungent plum fragrance made the folding fan boy confirm that this was not in a dream, and he took the plum blossom in a good mood, and joked with her: "Fang just said that he didn't want to displease the gods, why did he fold the flowers first?" ”

"Anyway, it's for you," Shen Yuan glanced at him coquettishly, turned around and raised his head slightly, looking at the entire Merlin, "Besides, respect and disrespect are not in a flower, just the blessing of the Emperor of the Three Officials." ”

Before she finished speaking, she felt something strange on the top of her head, and just as she was about to raise her hand, she was stopped by the person behind her: "Don't move." He actually put the sandalwood plum hairpin under her hair, but he didn't stop there: "Just a while." Before Shen Yuan could understand his meaning, he had already seen him put his hands crossed, put his shoulders on both sides, and half-hugged her into his arms.

"You ......" This time it was Shen Yuan's turn to be annoyed, and he wanted to grab the back of his hand at the moment, but he cleverly dodged it, and then leaned in her ear and whispered: "Don't struggle, okay." I just want to spend a little time with you, just a while. ”

The folding fan boy's breath was gentle when he spoke, and it was fleeting in her ears, leaving only a piece of warmth. Shen Yuan suddenly felt that this person was like a curse, as long as her attitude softened, she couldn't bear to refuse inexplicably.

She didn't know at this time that the fan boy felt the same way about her. These two people always behave too strongly, and when they encounter a place, they will have to fight each other, once one of them is softened first, it will be magnified into a soft finger, and no matter how strong the aura is, it will also be assimilated into soft as water.

"Ah Yan, only now, I think you are real." The folding fan boy was still lying in Shen Yuan's ear, "Actually, I don't like to linger in the land of fireworks, that day I had a quarrel with my family, and I came out to relax in annoyance, and I happened to see the signboard of Leng Xiang Pavilion, and remembered that I seemed to have heard some rumors, so I decided to go in and find out." ”

"And then you didn't find half a benefit?" Shen Yuan remembered the scene that night and choked back with his own words.

"Haha......" the fan boy smiled, smiling heartily, "Indeed, the cold-faced Oiran is worthy of its reputation, and your green plum wine is indeed unforgettable." He felt that this topic was inappropriate, so he immediately bypassed, "At that time, I found that you are different from others, you will not deliberately flatter, let alone flatter, but because of this, you are fascinating, and I am not exempt from vulgarity, I always want to attract your attention and let you treat me differently." ”

Shen Yuan chuckled, not allowing him to object, he turned around, forcing him to let go.

"Could it be that until this time, Childe has not realized that he is different?" The two of them stood too close, and Shen Yuan could only raise his head to look at him, "Pulling and pulling with me like this, if I had changed others, I would have been embarrassed and embarrassed." ”

"Really?" A hint of cunning flew in the eyes of the folding fan boy, and Shen Yuan was shocked that it was too late for something to happen, so he just lowered his head and kissed her on the lips.

The two of them stretched out their hands almost at the same time, and the folding fan boy reached out to clasp the back of Shen Yuan's head, and Shen Yuan reached out to push him away. Unlike the punishment of that night, this time it was tender, licking her lips and teeth lovingly, patiently trying to ask for more. Shen Yuan wanted to repeat the old trick and let him get out of it with a few painful blows, but this time the winter clothes were heavy, and no matter how she beat and scratched, it didn't work.

She could see that the fan-folding boy had his eyes closed, as if he was kissing her with great devotion. If she really was Mo Yuyan, maybe she could endure it for a while, but unfortunately, she wasn't. She was furious, regardless of biting hard, the smell of blood immediately spread, and the folding fan boy was in pain at first glance, and hurriedly let go of her.

"You-"

"Childe, respect yourself!"

The folding fan boy had just stared at him, and the cold fragrance Oiran had already scolded him and slapped him. In a fit of rage, a sickly crimson rose on her pale face. Xu is the mountain is cold, the crimson quickly faded, and when the folding fan boy pressed down his anger and wanted to talk to her again, all he saw was a pair of indifferent eyes.

Shen Yuan was doing his best to calm down almost instantly, even if he was too calm. She understands very well that at the moment, she is weak and weak, and it is impossible for any conflict to end up.

"Are you angry?" The fan boy thought that she was annoyed with her lightness, and he didn't care about the pain for the time being, so he subconsciously wanted to pull her closer, put his hands around her shoulders, and leaned down to look at her.

Shen Yuan's reaction was strange, almost unusually quiet. She raised her eyes, and the rippling light under her eyes flashed: "Childe thinks so, then that's it." ”

"Whatever you want." The folding fan boy felt irritable again, and let go of her to leave, but he was unwilling to pause, turned back and pulled her along. The woman was not in a hurry, calm enough to make him want to go crazy.

The fan boy walked into the depths of Merlin with his head bored, keeping the two of them as far away from the outside world as possible, and even wondering if the woman could keep up with himβ€”he really had to admit that he had lost to the little woman.

She is really a fox beauty, cold and arrogant, playful and funny, hot and perverse, cold and alienated for a while, in vain He has been in the world for ten and five years, and all kinds of people have seen it once, but I don't know who else can control his emotions so much.

The kiss just now must have been bewitched by her, right?

Leng Xiang Oiran is very good-looking, and it is difficult to hide his appearance today, but he thinks that he has seen countless beauties, this woman's cold appearance does not take the lead, and she does not have the docile temperament that suits his heart, but it is her, and she has not done anything, which can make him feel uncomfortable.

This is like a terrible desire to conquer, the fan boy thought he was about to succeed, but this woman dared to hurt him, he was unprecedentedly soft, she had an attitude of staying out of the matter, and throwing such a clumsy answer to perfunctory, which undoubtedly made him even more angry, and also questioned his decision.

Originally, all he cared about was the northwest, and what happened to the girl of the Shen family had nothing to do with him, but now he had changed his mind - whether he was naΓ―ve and boring or not, he would completely let this woman fall and become his own thing.

Her hands were very cold, the coolness was like the legendary Gu poison that could not be prevented in southern Xinjiang, seeping into his skin, flesh and blood little by little, the tighter she held it, the colder it became, his own hands felt painful, and she still refused to cry out in pain.

This undoubtedly made him even more frustrated, even if there was a little pity, it would all subside, just want her to have a little ordinary reaction, even if it is noisy with him, it is better than being so indifferent to him.