Qin Sheng, who was already breathing poorly, was shocked by Lan Xingchen's sudden movements, and his breathing became even heavier.

Her heart was pounding, and she gradually lost herself in the man's slightly cold breath.

Suddenly, a strong feeling of suffocation hit, and she wanted to push him away, but she couldn't push him away.

The man covered her eyes with one hand and clasped the back of her head with the other.

The hand that clasped the back of her head, the mask that the little finger picked lightly, touched her neck from time to time as the girl struggled.

"Well...... you let go", the girl struggled to spit out a few words from the cracks.

The man had no intention of letting go, he gave her a ferry at first, and then leaned against her lips and refused to let go.

The girl couldn't get away, although she couldn't see it, she still accurately greeted Lan Xingchen with a slap in the face.

The man who is not covered by the mask has a delicate face, which is better than Qin Sheng, the first beauty in the capital.

Now that she has been slapped firmly, there is a different kind of handsomeness.

Lan Xingchen's unrelenting nostalgia was between the soft sweetness, and a smell of blood was imprinted on the corner of his lips.

Qin Sheng bit his lip fiercely.

The pain on his face and the corners of his mouth at the same time awakened Lan Xingchen's consciousness, and he took a step back.

When Qin Sheng opened his eyes, the cold mask had already been put on his face again.

The stubborn Qin Sheng faced that mask for the first time, and that mask was cold and solemn, like a rakshasa crawling out of the depths of the earth.

She couldn't help but shudder, but she still stared straight at him, her eyes full of unyielding and shame.

Her overly indifferent eyes made Lan Xingchen panic for a moment, "I'm ......, I'm not ......."

He tried to explain that he did not mean to be light with her, and at first he saw that she was having trouble breathing, and he didn't know what was wrong with him, so he ......

The man's panic was slightly clumsy, Qin Sheng reacted quickly, she was the fish on the knife, if he really wanted to do something, she was powerless to resist.

Continuing to uphold the mentality of not angering an opponent who was too strong, Qin Sheng turned around and left, "Pavilion Master, please go back, Qin Sheng is tired and has to go back to rest." ”

She walked resolutely, without the slightest nostalgia.

"Like a female turneth, born on the side of the pine. The short branches of the vine are bitter and high, and they cannot be returned. ”

The man's low and lonely voice came from behind him, and Qin Sheng's footsteps paused slightly, but he fled very quickly and walked forward.

Fu took a few more steps, and she was suddenly hugged from behind.

The man's slender arms wrapped around her neck, and he tilted his head to rest his chin on her shoulder, "I want to be a beast from afar, step by step." I am willing to be a tree in the deep mountains, and the branches are connected to each other."

In response to him, Qin Sheng coldly spit out two words, "Loose-hand-".

Lan Xingchen completely angered her.

The man let go of his stiff arm and let go of her. Qin Sheng didn't look back, and ran away quickly.

After running for a while, she suddenly remembered that she was also good at light work, although she was not outstanding in light work, but she actually forgot about this stubble.

With a light tap on her feet, the girl was about to perform light skills when she was suddenly stunned.

She...... Where is it?

There is not much difference between the trees around, where is the direction of the General's Mansion?

Qin Sheng looked around and found that he was lost.

In the faint moonlight, the trees were not particularly clear, and through the gaps in the grass, she could see a little green light slowly approaching her.