Chapter 912: Cold Tyrant

Su Xun was silent for a moment and the quilt was taken off, his hair was slightly scattered due to the struggle, and he looked at Xie Ziyu aggrievedly at this time, he looked like a cat who had made a mistake, and it was very pitiful and painful.

Xie Ziyu's heart softened, "Do you know it's wrong?" ”

Su Xun nodded hurriedly, "Knowing that it's wrong, Wanwan won't let my brother worry anymore." ”

The big palm was placed on the girl's ass and rubbed gently, and the low voice was full of hoarseness, "Can it hurt you?" ”

Su Xun's cheeks, which had just warmed up, suddenly turned red, "It doesn't hurt, my brother's strength is not heavy......"

Seeing Xie Ziyu looking at herself with a smile, Su Xun realized that Fang Cai's words seemed to be a little ambiguous, she closed her eyes in shame, and simply lay on the bed and pretended to be dead.

Xie Ziyu smiled happily at the corner of his lips, and hugged her on his lap, the girl's waist was already slender, but now she was thin as if she would break if she didn't care, Xie Ziyu wiped away the remaining tears from the corners of her eyes, "Today is just for you to have a long memory, if you don't take your body seriously, you can't spare you." ”

Su Xun wrapped his arms around his waist, and his hairy hair rubbed against his chest, "Wanwan knows." ”

The people brought the food up in turn, Xie Ziyu saw her staring with her eyes, and her stomach made a few gurgling sounds, funny and distressed at the same time, and carried people to the dining table, Xie Ziyu slapped away her paw holding the chicken leg, "Drink the soup first." ”

picked up the jade spoon and served Su Xun a bowl of ginseng pork rib soup.

In the past, she gave Xie Ziyu soup, Su Xun smiled sweetly at him, and took a big sip against the edge of the bowl, the empty stomach was settled, and the warmth was extraordinarily comfortable, "I have drunk a lot of this pork rib soup, but today's one is very mellow and fragrant." ”

Xie Ziyu glanced at her, "Don't pat yourself on the back, my brother will give you another sheng." ”

"It's still my brother who understands Wanwan's mind." Su Xun handed the empty bowl to Xie Ziyu, "Then bother my brother." ”

The corners of Xie Ziyu's lips hooked slightly, and he deliberately fished out a few ribs and ribs for Su Xun, and his slender fingers held the jade bowl, and the pampering under his eyes almost overflowed.

Su Xun held his chin and stared at him for a moment, Xie Ziyu was also thinner than before, half of his facial contours were in the shadows, and his eyes were as deep as the ocean, "I don't know what the situation in Shengjing is now." ”

Xie Ziyu handed the bowl to her, "Duan Guifei committed suicide by taking poison, Ji Feng Rui Xie Rong was demoted to a commoner, and was attacked and killed on the way out of Beijing, Xie Rong was kidnapped by the thieves and became a prostitute, Xiao Yuhua of the Zhenguo Marquis Mansion was worried about becoming ill and suffering from madness, Xie An is planning to give up on her, or it won't be long before the news of Xiao Yuhua's death comes." ”

Su Xun was slightly stunned, "We haven't been in Beijing for less than a month, so I didn't expect so many things to happen." ”

Xie Ziyu casually picked up the wine glass, and a dark glint flashed in his eyes, "The poison hidden in the old thing's body has also exploded." ”

"So fast?" Su Xun was taken aback, "But the drug has just begun to be developed, and I'm afraid I won't be able to return to Shengjing in time." ”

Xie Ziyu pinched her face, "If you don't prepare at all, will you let Ji Fengce jump in Shengjing?" ”

"The Imperial Forest Army has long been replaced by the master's person, and Ji Fengce also has the master's person by his side, why don't you guess who it is?"

Su Xunlin thought for a moment and shook his head, "Wanwan can't guess." ”

Xie Ziyu drank all the wine in the cup, and his sexy thin lips slowly spit out a few words, "Tongning General Lou Qinghan." ”

It was only at this time that Xie Ziyu really revealed his terribleness, and he played with the Ninety-Five Zun in the palm of his hand, which was just a sentence.