The light in the car is dim, but the skin of the people in the car is better than the snow, and it is not affected by the environment in the car at all.

The ink hair hangs down on the side like a waterfall, the facial features are brilliant and dusty, and the demon is like a demon in a painting, making it impossible to distinguish between male and female.

He was dressed in a pale cyan embroidered bamboo robe, with slender eyebrows and half-closed eyes, the tails of his eyes slightly raised, and his ink-like eyes filled with arrogance.

He glanced at it faintly, and then his eyes drooped.

The corners of his lips curled slightly, not like a smile, but full of sarcasm.

His glance was full of arrogance.

The bottom of Sukino Li's eyes was even more amazing.

Every inch of his facial features is just right, and a little less or more will ruin this beauty.

If the eyebrows and eyes are in the painting, they are also priceless.

Bono Li chuckled: "The peony flower dies, and the ghost is also romantic...... Even if Boss Jiang is a peony, it is also the most gorgeous one. ”

"Presumptuous!"

Jiang Jingci raised his eyes, and there was more anger on his cold and dusty face.

Excitement flashed in her eyes, and in an instant, the long sword reached into the sedan chair.

landed on his knees, and then slowly ascended......

Jiang Jingci's eyes became colder, and there was a tendency to gradually condense into ice.

But she was stubborn, and the tip of the sword slowly rose and slashed across his fingertips.

The cold light on the tip of the knife touched his fingertips.

As the tip of her knife continued upwards......

Jiang Jingci raised his hand, he frowned slightly, lowered his head and looked at his fingers.

I saw that the scratches on the tips of the white and slender fingers were red, followed by blood droplets.

Li Susukino was stunned.

Why is this man's skin so delicate?

However, the tip of the knife touched lightly, and the cut was broken.

She put away her sword and regained some seriousness.

"I'm sorry...... I'm going to hurt you. ”

Jiang Jingci hooked his lower lip, not smiling at all, but like a habitual action with anger.

Because immediately I saw that his face was cold.

"The general of the Northern Underworld...... Is this going to be a flower thief? ”

As he spoke, he looked up at the person standing outside the sedan chair.

Of all the people he had ever met, he was indeed the youngest general.

At least...... The length is acceptable...... Checkmate.

But this unscrupulous appearance, as well as such a presumptuous act when they first met.

Jiang Jingci's brows furrowed slightly, his thoughts about this person were much worse.

Li Susukino smiled heartlessly.

"How do you know I'm a general?"

"Aren't you?"

"It doesn't matter, what matters is ...... If I become this flower thief, Boss Jiang ...... Will it be from me? ”

The little spicy chicken covered his eyes beside him: [Oops, oops, host, your female dress as a man is just needed for the role,

Don't tease people, hey!

How can you be so experienced!

No eyes, no eyes. 】

Li Susukino: "Shut up, shut up the microphone warning." ”

Immediately afterward, she heard Jiang Jingci's voice coming.

As cold as ever.

"The peonies in the capital have their own spring colors...... But you're wrong. ”

Sukino Li raised his eyebrows, with a smile in his eyes: "Oh? Really? ”

Jiang Jingci's chin was slightly raised, and his neck was slender, revealing this fair skin, which made people unconsciously want to explore it.

I saw that his eyebrows and eyes were full of arrogance.

"This capital ...... There are countless of them.

But you can see clearly, I am a man...... It's just the ordinary people singing in Cheng'an Garden. ”

Li Susukino laughed, a little disapproving.

She whispered: "General Ben, my favorite is someone like Boss Jiang, you have a brilliant song in this capital, and you are a well-known horn...... Naturally, it is to be held by others. ”

As she spoke, she leaned into the sedan chair.

While he wasn't looking, grab his hand.

Sukino Li's eyes were as bright as stars, and she seemed to be smiling, revealing a bit of ruffianism.

Jiang Jing retreated, but there was nowhere to retreat.

Seeing her laughing lazily: "I hurt you, I'm sorry...... In the next, will I pay you a loss? ”。

As he spoke, he didn't care whether he struggled or not, and directly held his white fingertips.