It seemed that after experiencing life and death, Zhao Lingyue suddenly understood the answer in her heart.

That's right, maybe Jiang Feiyun was asked to pretend to be her boyfriend at the beginning, but it was just a scene.

But after getting along for so long, when she almost lost Jiang Feiyun, she suddenly understood that her heart had been stolen unconsciously.

And this thief is Jiang Feiyun standing in front of her.

Zhao Lingyue's footsteps became faster and faster, and finally she almost ran over.

The long strands of hair fluttered softly in the moonlight, sparkling with a little shine.

Jiang Feiyun stood in place, caught off guard, and was hugged by Zhao Lingyue, who rushed up.

Kiss!

A burst of soft and cold lips kissed Jiang Feiyun's mouth.

A scent of Zhilan rushed from between the other party's snorts and hit Jiang Feiyun's face.

At this moment, all the emotions that had accumulated in Zhao Lingyue's heart seemed to have found an opportunity and began to erupt.

Borrowing her lips and fragrant tongue, she began to express her feelings.

Jiang Feiyun only felt that his lips were sweet and delicious, and he subconsciously mastered the technique of kissing without practicing.

The tip of Jiang Feiyun's tongue pried open Zhao Lingyue's teeth, rolled into the other party's soft fragrant tongue, and constantly sucked the dew juice.

Jiang Feiyun, as a man, especially a man with strong blood and strength, also began to explode at this moment.

"Hmm!!"

Zhao Lingyue's nerves suddenly shook, and a tingling sensation rushed from the center of her feet to her scalp.

A wild hand, reaching into her clothes, grabbed her chest and rubbed eagerly.

"No...... Not ......"

At this moment, Zhao Lingyue suddenly regained her senses and suddenly pushed Jiang Feiyun away.

She was afraid, afraid that she would not be able to extricate herself from burning like this.

Zhao Lingyue immediately took a few steps back, with a pretty face, white and red, and a thick breath.

Jiang Feiyun was intoxicated with gentleness and was suddenly pushed away.

It's like a pile of dry firewood, which was suddenly poured with a basin of cold water and went out in an instant.

The soaring desire also subsided in an instant!

"I ...... I...... I'm sorry!"

Zhao Lingyue didn't know why, she actually refused at this moment, maybe because of the sacredness of the first time, she couldn't easily allow people.

Jiang Feiyun also saw Zhao Lingyue's inner struggle, his heart softened, he reached out and swept the tears from the corners of Zhao Lingyue's eyes, and there was a trace of warmth on his fingertips.

"You're not wrong, it's the Zhao family that's wrong. In my heart, you are you, and the Zhao family is the Zhao family. ”

Zhao Lingyue was stunned and looked at the people in the moonlight blankly.

Half of his face was illuminated by clear light, and half of his face was buried in darkness.

This sentence seemed to turn into a warm current and flowed into Zhao Lingyue's heart, warming her heart in this winter.

Zhao Lingyue was moved, and hugged Jiang Feiyun again, just wanting time to freeze at this moment forever.

Jiang Feiyun patted Zhao Lingyue's back gently, but his thoughts drifted into the distance, but a cold light oozed from his eyes, and his eyes seemed to be able to cut through the sky.

"Some people really don't deserve to live in this world!" Jiang Feiyun secretly thought in his heart, the killing intent had been decided.

After hugging enough, Jiang Feiyun asked Zhao Lingyue to go home first.

Zhao Lingyue turned around, her eyes were on Jiang Feiyun's body, and she always felt that Jiang Feiyun was a little strange at this moment.

Zhao Lingyue stepped on heavy footsteps and gradually disappeared into the night.

Jiang Feiyun watched Zhao Lingyue leave all the time, and then turned around and walked in the direction of the Zhao family.

......

In the hall of the Zhao family:

"What, Wu Qing is dead-"

Zhao Zhongxi shouted violently, and the eyes of the whole person instantly dimmed, as if he had lost his strength, and sat on the sofa.

"Yes, old man. ”

Cheng Yujing and Wan Ting, who were standing next to them, looked at Zhao Zhongxi anxiously.

Now the only hope pinned on is shattered, and the current Zhao family is undoubtedly in danger.

"Alas......"

Zhao Zhongxi raised his head and looked at the crystal lamp above his head, his whole face was extremely haggard, as if he had aged more than ten years.

"Dad, what do we do now?"

Zhao Zhongxi was stunned for a long time, and finally closed his eyes as if he was fated, and sighed: "It's the old man who has no eyes! Jiangnan mythology is Jiangnan mythology, you can't be bullied when you're young!"

Zhao Zhongxi then waved his hand again and said, "Clean it up, my Zhao family will disappear from Jiangnan from today on." ”

"What-"

After Wan Ting and Cheng Yujing heard this, they were all shocked and looked at Zhao Zhongxi in a daze.

Jiangnan is the root of the Zhao family, it has taken root here for hundreds of years, and now if the Zhao family wants to leave here, where else can they settle down in this world?

Zhao Zhongxi stroked his beard and said, "Go to Daqin." ”

Cheng Yujing's eyes were extremely complicated, maybe he didn't offend that Jiang Feiyun one after another, would the current Zhao family be different?

Cheng Yujing retreated, ready to do what Zhao Zhongxi wanted.

However, when she opened the door and was about to go out, there was a man standing outside the door early, standing in the doorway like a ghost, his face obscured by the cold night.

But relying on the light in the room, Cheng Yujing still recognized the person in front of her, and the hairs on her body immediately exploded.

Zhao Zhongxi, who was sitting in the room, found that Cheng Yujing, who was stunned at the door, was constantly falling backwards, and asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

Cheng Yujing fell back step by step, while the person standing at the door approached the room step by step.

Smack-

Jiang Feiyun, who approached the back of the room, closed the door with his backhand.

"Jiang Feiyun—"

When Zhao Zhongxi and Wan Ting saw the person in front of them, their faces were frightened, and they stood up one after another, looking at Jiang Feiyun who appeared in the room in horror.

An ominous premonition suddenly rose in Zhao Zhongxi's heart, the secret sentinels that the Zhao family had planted everywhere didn't even notice that this Jiang Feiyun had sneaked in?

Or is it that this Jiang Feiyun's cultivation has reached the point where he is unconscious.

Zhao Zhongxi thought of the previous incident again, and couldn't help but ooze sweat on his forehead.

"Jiang Jiang Jiang ......" Zhao Zhongxi completely lost his usual composure, and stammered, "The old man knows that he is wrong, you ...... You can ...... Will you let me go of the Zhao family?"

Zhao Zhongxi's eyes were filled with the last glimmer of hope, hoping that this Jiang Feiyun could look at Zhao Lingyue's face and give him one last chance to reform himself.

The corners of Jiang Feiyun's mouth smiled evilly, and said, "Okay!"

After Zhao Zhongxi heard this, a smile suddenly appeared on the old face, and the whole person relaxed with relief.

Phew-

However, at this time, a silver brilliance pierced the air and slashed towards Zhao Zhongxi.

Click!

(End of chapter)