The day the girl first arrived in Hanyang.

The first time I saw her.

Zong Zhengyan had some vague impressions in his mind.

Although years had passed, he still remembered.

When he was young, he practiced at Bodhi Monastery and worked as a lay disciple for a year, and met her when he was only a few years old.

At that time, the little girl had a red spot on her face, which he remembered vividly.

Years later, the two met again.

She had easily forgotten about him.

I forgot all about it!

Zong Zhengyan's handsome face looked dangerous, his eyes revealed a bit of violence, and his slender fingers pinched her jaw and lifted her little face.

"Little Things ......"

Pei Zhifeng's eyes were slightly dark, and the hand placed on his leg slowly tightened.

"Teacher, are you going to turn into a bird/beast?" The girl's voice is lazy and lazy, and there is a bit of evil coldness hidden in it.

She promised as long as he dared to do it.

The next second will make him pay the price of blood!

Zong Zhengyan's handsome and demonic face had a slightly cold expression, and he looked at her with lowered eyes.

The distance between the two is very close.

You can smell the faint fragrance of each other.

The girl's body exudes a vague fragrance, which is very attractive, as if a kitten is gently scratching people's hearts with its paws.

"I ask again, do you really remember me?"

Pei Zhi looked inexplicable and said, "You are Teacher Luo...... Ah no, Zong Zhengyan, what the hell are you talking about? ”

Zong Zhengyan's eyes surged with a dim and uncertain light, and his thin and beautiful lips were tightly pursed.

Angry and annoyed.

If she doesn't remember, forget it, he'll make her remember.

Although it did make him angry that she had forgotten, it was that night that he really set his sights on her.

The girl's little face was lazy and cold, her eyes were empty, and she didn't look at anyone who encouraged her, and played an earth-shattering pipa song.

Zong Zhengyan bowed his head and kissed the girl's petal-like lips.

Pei Zhi contracted suddenly.

Didn't wait for her to come back to her senses.

There was a hint of pain on the lips, and the moist saltiness spread out in the lip flaps.

Zong Zhengyan clasped her delicate chin, and her slightly cool thin lips rubbed against her lips, sucking off the trace of blood.

"Remember, you will be my person from now on."

Pei Zhi came back to his senses completely, and slapped him without thinking.

"Smack!"

A handprint suddenly appeared on the man's noble face, and a few strands of silky black hair covered his handsome eyebrows.

The temperature around me seemed to drop by dozens of degrees, and the silence was suffocating.

Pei Zhi's whole hand was numb, and his heart couldn't help but speed up.

She usually beats people up.

But the target of this beating is Zong Zhengyan, which is different.

He is the living king of the imperial capital, the most elusive boss in the book, and a man who can really turn his hands into clouds and his hands into rain.

At present, she is not yet full-fledged, and she does not dare to confront him.

After a moment, Zong Zhengyan raised his face and looked at her coldly with a pair of sharp eyes.

He stretched out his bony fingers and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, his movements with indescribable evil.

"A small thing, a lot of strength." The voice is hoarse.

At first sight, he thought she was a little white rabbit.

Now she's turned into a biting bunny.

Pei Zhi pretended to be a little scared on his face: "You are disrespectful to the old, you can't blame me for resisting." ”

Zong Zhengyan: "......"

He restrained the violence in his eyes and said, "You are the first person who dares to slap me." ”

Pei Zhi felt his hands itch again.

She really didn't want to deal with this living Hades, for fear that her identity would be exposed too quickly.

"I'm so ugly, how can you get your mouth shut?".

Zong Zhengyan glanced at her and said lightly: "I like everything you are." ”