Chapter 140: Coquettish in the Arms of the Paranoid Evil King (43)
Yes, Rainbow?
Su Wan's body shook.
She suddenly remembered that Caiyun's family was from Suzhou, although it was a Yahuan, but the appearance of her small jasper was also very pleasing, and the embroidery was also very good......
If it's a colorful cloud, then it's right.
She was born in Suzhou, and the double-sided embroidery of Suzhou embroiderers is embroidered on the purse, and her skills are also quite good.
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"Bang Bang, are you crying for me?"
The deep and gentle male voice sounded again.
The aroma of sandalwood lingered closely around Su Wan's nose.
Her chin was gently pinched, and she raised her eyes, tears in her eyes, and Xiao Yan's deep but gentle eyes.
His eyes were like a lake of melting snow and ice, reflecting her reddened face.
Xiao Yan gently wiped away the tears on Su Wan's face.
Feeling the warmth of his fingertips, Su Wan noticed the coldness of the tears on his face.
It turns out that my heart is sour, and tears will gush out unconsciously.
Looking at Xiao Yan and thinking of other women beside him, Su Wan's heart seemed to be cracked, as if someone had carved a hole with a chisel.
Su Wan sniffled, not admitting that he had such an embarrassing day.
Love makes people fools.
Raising her hand and grabbing Xiao Yan's clothes, she pushed him away fiercely.
"You ungrateful, bastard, who cried for you? Don't gilt yourself! You are a horse prince, since there are colorful clouds, what are you doing in Zhezhou?
"Do you think I won't dare to kill you?
"Xiao Yan! I hate you...... Hmm"
Xiao Yan kissed her fiercely.
Teeth collide.
"...... Yes. Su Wan struggled.
She bit his tongue, but the man pinched his chin instead, and the back of the head was buckled to deepen the kiss.
For a long time, for a long time.
His mouth was full of blood foam, and he couldn't tell whose blood it was.
Waiting for Xiao Yan to stop, he looked down at Su Wan.
She was in his arms, tears streaming uncontrollably.
With his eyes closed, the slender figure twitched slightly, and tears gushed out, staining his long eyelashes, and then rolling down one by one, like a crystal clear pearl.
"Don't cry."
Xiao Yanjin's white robe, not long after, was already wet in front of the placket.
He sighed and looked at Su Wan in his arms.
Previously, he was watching her in the corner of the wedding hall.
Her gestures are all bright and beautiful, it is obviously a happy event for Song Jing and Mingyue, most of the people present, the eyes fell on her as if they were glued, and they couldn't move away.
He admits that jealousy eats his internal organs like an ant.
From the day Su Wan left, Xiao Yan didn't think about her for a moment.
But she is like a wild rose with vigorous vitality, which takes root and sprouts wherever it falls, and blooms brightly.
She left him, as if life was better.
But what about him, he didn't dare to let himself be idle at all, every day, when he closed his eyes, he could recall that Su Wan was unusually obedient that day.
He hated himself every day.
For the first half a year, he kept thinking that if he got someone back, he would definitely not believe her nonsense again, so he locked her in the Qiyang Hall with shackles and warmed his bed.
Later, one year, two years......
The grain and grass were burned, and Beirong was encircled.
Xiao Yan was only one step away from death, and he thought that his life would be over like this.
It's just that I'll never see her again.
The grain team of the Mingyue Firm was dusty and dusty.
Xiao Yan saw a person peeking at him, that person, like a servant, was thin, but his eyes were very beautiful, and his eyes were bright and worried......
She just appeared right under his nose and slipped away quietly.