The clouds are dark and the sun sets.

The shadows of the black swallows swept low, and before the stars and moons flowed into the night, the cool rain fell silently.

The first drop of clear and cool rain fell on the green jade tassel, and the already smooth jade became more and more radiant under the rain. The layers of gorgeous skirts were silently and luxuriously soaked in the gloomy sunset clouds, and Nan Zuisheng couldn't bother to brush away the raindrops on the green jade at the moment, and couldn't hide his surprise at the handsome man who came into view.

"Brother, brother? What are you doing here? She stumbled.

Nan Fusheng raised his arm, shook the garlic fried crucian carp wrapped in his hand, smiled very gently and gritted his teeth and said slowly, "It's time to go home for dinner, my dear sister." He stood in front of the girl, and with graceful manners brushed away a strand of black hair that fluttered in the wind.

"But I've already called Uncle Nan and said that I won't be going home for dinner tonight?" The long hair of Mo Yu fluttering in the wind was pinned behind the man's ears gently and delicately, and Nan Zuisheng raised his eyes and looked at Nan Fusheng in confusion, his expression was very entangled when his eyes touched the lunch box that the other party was carrying.

The smell of garlic is soaked in the evening breeze through the food box, which is also mixed with the rich aroma of fish, although it is mouth-watering to smell, but for Nan Zuisheng, who has never liked the smell of garlic, it is no less than a box of biochemical weapons.

So she couldn't hide her disgusted expression and took a few steps back, a little frightened look flowed in her clear ink eyes, and she cautiously looked at Nan Fusheng's gentle and shallow smile.

The silver-gray suit vest outlined the man's lean and smooth waist curve, and Nan Fusheng saw the girl's vigilant movements, and curled his thin lips disappreciatively: "But you didn't call your brother, did you?" He took a few steps forward, and his phoenix eyes were filled with a little bit of clear light and broken shadows: "Why don't you call me?" Don't you like your brother? ”

The voice of the low magnetic charm is slightly hoarse, the dim evening clouds return with the setting sun, the shimmer of the stars after the sinking west is sprinkled into the night, and the crescent moon is trying to emerge from the floating clouds.

The cold moonlight is hazy with the slightest rain, and when the sound of this stream is enough to charm all beings and is soaked in the evening breeze, it is a unique and supreme auditory feast.

"I was worried that I would disturb my brother's work, so I didn't call him, not because I didn't like him." Nan Zuisheng couldn't help but be immersed in the man's demonic voice, she raised her eyes and quietly stared at Nan Fusheng's handsome face, and explained in a soft voice with a somewhat dazed and illusory expression.

The bewitching woman standing aside: "......"

I don't know if it's her delusion, but I always feel that the question of Mr. Nan in front of me, no matter how I answer, I dug a pit for the eldest lady to jump.

If you don't like your brother anymore and deliberately don't want to call your brother: then Mr. Nan in front of him will instantly transform into a melancholy and sad beautiful man, and then use his impeccable beauty and low-magnetic magic voice to tempt Nan Zuisheng, a crystal clear little girl, bit by bit.

It wasn't until Nan Zuisheng immersed himself in his bitter tricks, and then took the initiative to admit his mistakes and curry favor with deep guilt, that he would restrain the image of a melancholy and sad beautiful man and turn back into the decisive business emperor of the past.

On the contrary, if he likes his brother, he didn't call because he was worried about disturbing his brother's work: then Mr. Nan in front of him will still instantly transform into an elegant and honorable beautiful man, and then use his innate imperial temperament, as well as meticulous tenderness and sweetness, to quietly attack Nan Zuisheng's soft heart defense.

It wasn't until Nan Zuisheng was melted by his sugar-coated cannonball, and willingly threw himself into his warm arms and obediently dragged the corners of his clothes home, that he would really reveal an elegant smile from the inside out.

To sum up, the bewitching woman deeply believes that Nan Fusheng in front of her is an out-and-out scheming...... Man.

The beautiful eyes depicting delicate eyeliner raised slightly in confusion, and she quietly and carefully looked at the handsome Nan Fusheng, only to see this famous business emperor in Xuan China and prestige in Xuan City, as well as the decisive and ruthless godfather of the underworld, standing in front of Nan Zuisheng at this moment like a boy who has not grown up, coquettish and cute...... Begging for the favor of Nam Drunken Sheng!

That's right, it's just a coquettish and cute --- begging for Miss Nanda's tenderness and favor.

Look, Nan Zuisheng just said, 'It's not that I don't like my brother', and he made this business emperor and godfather of the underworld happy as if something, and his brilliant smile was unabashedly soaked in the beautiful moonscape, even the bleak and deep night could not be annihilated.

"Is there really no dislike for my brother? Isn't there even the slightest bit of annoyance? Under the joy and joy of Nan Fusheng, he couldn't help but hug the ignorant and trance-like Nan Zuisen, and his gorgeous and deep phoenix eyes were filled with strong and scorching obsessive love.

The bewitching woman standing on the sidelines: The light bulb is not worthy of admiring the picture of a handsome man and a beautiful woman in front of her.

The layers of soft white skirts fell down the crook of Nan Fusheng's arms, and the green jade tassels were soaked in the cool evening breeze, and Nan Zuisheng's soft and fluttering Mo Yu's long hair was messy: "I really don't like my brother, my brother is so good to me, how can I hate my brother?" ”

The clear ink eyes stared at Nan Fusheng's shocking face seriously and intently, Nan Zuisheng seemed to be accustomed to the sudden princess hug of men, so he raised his arms around Nan Fusheng's neck with peace of mind, and said softly word by word: "Except for my parents, my brother is my favorite person in this world." ”

The favorite person in this world.

Nan Fusheng automatically filtered out the first half of the sentence and only listened to the last half of the sentence in his ears.

The nose lingered with the girl's warm and elegant body fragrance, Nanfusheng's phoenix eyes drooped, and the clear pupils reflected Nan Zuisheng's beautiful and fragrant face, as well as the clear ink eyes that also reflected his own figure: "In this world, I only love you, from life to death, from one to the end." ”

The sincere and deep vows came out from the middle of the man's slightly hooked thin lips, and the handsome eyebrows like ancient carvings shone in the hazy moonlight, Nan Fusheng's eyes stared intently at the girl in his arms, and the deep and crazy love in his eyes was moving.

After half a month of falling asleep after the Supreme Treasure in his heart was shot, Nan Fusheng only felt that every minute and every second was painful and tormenting. Everywhere he looked, he imagined the figure of a girl, sitting or standing, lying or lying, each figure condensed his heart-rending pain and love.

He was really scared.

He was afraid that he would lose Nan Zuisheng, the girl who had long been carved into his blood.

"Don't leave me in the future, stay with me no matter what happens, okay?" Nan Fusheng bowed his head and gently rubbed the girl's white jade-like earlobe, and there was a slight tremor and fear flowing in his low-magnetic and charming voice. He gently pecked and kissed Nan Zuisheng's lips, and his phoenix eyes were filled with deep begging and vulnerability: "You don't need to look back, because I will always be in front of you to shelter from the wind and rain." ”

Even if he overcomes thorns and thorns, fights bloodily, and finally breaks his bones and dies without a whole body, he will also risk his life to protect the girl in his arms, and he has no regrets in this life.

Whether it is a handsome prince in a fairy tale or a knight who is loyal to guard, they are all despised by Nan Fusheng. Compared to the so-called love and protection of the first two, he would rather degenerate into a mediocre tyrant, or a demon king who has sunk into the abyss.

Only then will he be strong enough.

Regardless of whether he is deviant and evil, as long as he can firmly protect his beloved's life and the glory of this life, even if Nan Fusheng is not tolerated by the world, he is willing and willing.

Nan Zuisheng looked deeply into his phoenix eyes, and under Nan Fusheng's deep and dark eyes, she clearly saw her figure, as well as the man's unconcealed crazy love: "I will not leave my brother, because we are a family, even if my brother has nothing in the future, ordinary and unremarkable, I will still stay by my brother's side." ”

Mo Yu's long hair was soft and lingering in the crook of Nan Fusheng's arm, and scattered broken shadows flowed in the hazy moonlight: "And I will never look back to look for my brother, because I know that you will never stand behind me and silently guard me, because you are the great king who shelters me from the wind and rain and overcomes thorns, like a dazzling sun guiding me in the direction." ”

That's right, the sun.

Nan Fusheng is like a brilliant sun.

He has an innate imperial bearing and incomparable intelligence and cunning, like a lonely lion living in the vast grassland, majestic and thunderous.

Despite the dangers in the grassland, he was still able to rely on his intelligence and strength to attract many lions who were willing to surrender to him, and formed a fierce lion group, led by Nan Fusheng, to lead the entire family to the glorious throne of overlordship, so that the crisis hidden in the grassland was terrifying.

"Great King......" Nan Fusheng curled the corners of his lips happily when he heard this.

The bewitching woman couldn't help but rub her arms a few times when she heard the words, only to feel that the goosebumps all over her body were panicked by the sweet words between the two.

She raised her eyes to look at Nan Zuisheng's innocent and clear ink eyes, as well as Nan Fusheng's tenderness, but she still did not lose her strong and domineering locked gaze, and suddenly felt that she was the truth in an instant. This is clearly the bridge in the romance, but I didn't expect it to be bloody in real life!

"I am honoured to be held in such esteem by you, my dear Majesty the Queen. But in my heart, I am nothing, but you are supreme, supreme and noble, and you are what I willingly follow all my life...... Beautiful legends. Nan Fusheng lowered his eyes, his forehead touched each other, and a meteor slid down the dark blue night sky, shining brightly.

PS: The author has something to say: I feel numb when this chapter is written, when will the country distribute handsome male tickets, sit and wait!