That night, Rodin left his long-lost felt bag and moved back into a sturdy earth-and-stone house. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The room environment is comfortable and gorgeously decorated, similar to a single small private room in the previous life, with a soft white bed, and the bones are almost crispy when you lie down.

However, after practicing, he suffered from insomnia.

After coming to the world of royal grace, this is an extremely rare phenomenon.

Tossing and turning, there is always a pair of faint eyes lingering in my mind, inexplicably beating like a heartbeat, and a dry mouth.

"What's wrong with me?!"

He recalled Cynthia's face, only to find that the eyebrows had changed into a different face.

He was a little stunned and stood there for a long time.

In the dark of the night, everything was quiet, and most of the flint delegation who had been on the road for a day fell into a deep sleep.

Suddenly, a familiar voice rang out.

Soft and soft, but with a sharp scolding, Rodin's strange attention caught the voice, and his heart trembled violently, and then he jumped out of bed.

The power of the ancestral dragon that was lurking all over his body began to run at high speed, and the sweat was like steam, instantly expelling the thin sleepiness.

Without thinking, he rushed out of the room, and came to the door of the man who lingered like a nightmare a few paces away.

The door was closed, the candles were dim, but he could hear the faint sound of weeping.

"Hmm-hmm-" It was a dull struggle as if it was covered by the cloth.

He thought of a possibility, gritted his teeth, and kicked the door open.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, an obscene figure in the house was startled and stopped moving in an instant.

A light like a bean illuminates the scene on the large bed in the center of the room.

Isabella was lying on the bed half-dressed, with fragrant shoulders, snow-like arms, and slender white thighs, all exposed, and the face that was usually hidden under the veil was also delicate, and that ghostly beauty could make any man lose his soul.

However, at this moment, she is not as calm and cold as before. The starry eyes were half-hidden, the pear blossoms were raining, and the plump red lips were stuffed with a mass of substance that seemed to be her veil, blocking her cries for help, and a strong rope wrapped between her wrists and delicate ankles restricted her movements.

The plain hands were entangled, the knuckles were white, and the delicate arches and delicate cardamom were tightly stretched outward, revealing a bit of helplessness and pain.

And a pale, frivolous prodigal was holding her legs tightly, looking at the sudden intruder in disbelief.

Rodin's eyes were splitting for a moment, and his chest was filled with rage, and he strode in front of the emaciated man.

"Eh, this brother, listen to me—"

"Bang......" A dull thud choked the rest of his words into his throat.

Rodin's bruised fist slammed into his cheek, sending it flying for several meters and slamming into the wall like a rag doll.

The young man's face turned pale, and he bowed his body tightly like a boiled prawn, covering his injured side and retching silently, and spat out a few large bloody teeth from his mouth. Despite the pain in his expression, he didn't say a word, just squinted his eyes and swept at him with a wolf-like sinister gaze.

"Dog thing, what gave you such guts?!"

Rodin was furious, and a tyrannical and bloody aura enveloped the whole person.

However, noticing Isabella's predicament, his heart ached for no reason, and he regained his momentum.

He scanned her body roughly, but luckily there was no sign of being violated, and it seemed that he had entered in a very timely manner.

"Isabella, I'm here, it's okay, it's okay-"

He plucked the foreign object from her mouth as the power of the ancestral dragon erupted from his fingertips to form a sharp blade, easily cutting the ropes of her hands and feet.

The big hand trembled and grasped her cold plain hand.

That kind of pitying eyes, gentle tone, has never appeared only to Cynthia, how could Isabella have ever been treated like this.

He was like a lamp in the night, a dead hope, dispelling her grievances, pain, and sorrows.

"Woo-" Bean-sized tears slid down her beautiful cheeks, and she threw herself into his arms regardless of it, her shoulders trembling slightly, and she couldn't stop sobbing.

Rodin couldn't control the pity, felt the soft and delicate body with the faint fragrance in his arms, and did not have the slightest distraction, but gently draped the coat next to the bed for her, covering up the large patches of exposed snow skin.

"Cry, vent all the pain and anxiety in your heart, I'm here, I will never let anyone bully you, how deep this miscellaneous injury is, I will make him hurt. ”

He patted Isha on the back and tried to pull away, but she hugged her tightly.

"Let me lean on for a moment—" She looked up, as beautiful as the distant mountains and daisies, like the waves of autumn water.

There was a crystal teardrop hanging from the tip of her pretty nose, and her plump red lips were close at hand, exuding amazing heat.

"What's the matter, what's going on, what's going on at night, and don't let people sleep well!?"

Suddenly, a loud cry rang out, and Casillas entered the house with his head touched and his face impatient.

Rodin panicked, didn't know what to think of, and suddenly wanted to part with some hurry.

However, Isabella hugged him and did not let go.

"Ah...... Ahem......" Casillas took in the disheveled two at a glance, and then saw the prodigal young man leaning against the corner like a cartilaginous shrimp.

"Well, Rodin, what are you doing here at night?"

Rodin didn't want to make her sad, so he simply stopped struggling and said, "Do you see that beggar-like guy in the corner?"

"He actually attacked Isabella while we were asleep, and wanted to do something wrong, but fortunately I found out, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable!"

"What?!Is Isabella okay?" Casillas panicked, too,

"It's not a big deal, but it's almost a big mistake!"

While the two were talking, the other members of the Flint delegation arrived one after another, asking about the current situation, and glared angrily.

"Alas, I said this guy wasn't the Lie Weiping from yesterday?"

"That's right, it's me, the second son of the Red Sulfur Chief. The pale young man, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke, and his tone was light, as if he did not take what he was doing to heart at all.

Klin, the uncle who has always been moody, couldn't hold back his anger, "In vain, we still stick to your side tonight, and we resigned from your eldest brother's solicitation, and this is how you repay our sincerity." “

Lie Weiping covered half of his bloated and blue face with one hand, and grinned,

"Isabella is about to get engaged to me, that's my son, can't I make out with my wife in advance!?"

"Isn't it natural for a husband and wife to walk in the right way?"

"Phew, you think we can't see your mind?! You're just a small-bellied chicken intestine, afraid that we will turn against us, and want raw rice to cook ripe rice, offal!"

Rodin yelled, suddenly broke free of Isabella's delicate embrace, rushed forward, and punched him hard in the abdomen.

Lie Weiping's physique can also sneak attack and bully a weak female flow like Isabella, in essence, she is an ordinary person who has not yet awakened the power of the bloodline, Rodin's punch to withdraw seven points of force still distorted his face, but he clenched his teeth and did not let out a trace of pain.

"Well played!"

The crowd behind him couldn't help but cheer.

"Pap, papa, pap-" There were three clear crisp sounds in a row, and Lie Weiping's pale face was suddenly covered with several bright red five-finger marks.

Isabella withdrew her slender hand, subconsciously took Rodin's arm, leaned against him, and gave him a grateful and affectionate look.

Cynthia was a little green, but her body was soft and plump.

The people behind him couldn't help but look strange, full of curiosity about their ambiguous posture.

"Haha, I said, why are you so excited, Isabella, you're having an affair with this one-eyed kid, right?"

"You ......" Rodin spat out a word with an angry expression, his Adam's apple moved, but the rest of the words were not spoken.

He noticed that the gaze of the people around him was no longer as cold as yesterday, but full of dependence and attachment, just like Cynthia.

This is a feeling that should only exist between lovers.

From rushing into the gate regardless of the situation just now, to the fierce lesson of Lie Weiping, he flashed back in an instant.

"I, how could I be?"

This series of behaviors is completely involuntary, and he is manipulated by an invisible hand like a marionette.

And these hands are called the existence of the mind, and unconsciously, the person next to him has left an indelible imprint on his heart.

He was suddenly flustered.

Isabella pulled the two corners of her coat, firmly covering the spring light, and looked at Lie Weiping with a smug face, but she did not express any objection to what he had just said, or acquiesced.

"I didn't expect you to be such a despicable and shameless fellow, and the marriage contract we made yesterday was nullified. “

"Heh......" Lie Weiping pressed against the wall, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, the shadow covering half of his face, and the other half of his sneer.

"I'm wondering, since you already have someone you like, why do you still agree to my request and trick me?"

He struggled to his feet as he propped himself up on the ground.

"Or do you want to be angry with the one-eyed kid next to you and let him reveal his true feelings?"

Her palms quietly became drenched in sweat.

He looked sneering,

"Huh...... I didn't expect my unintentional action to fulfill the two of you, I said, do you have to thank me?"

"Ahem......"

"Lie Weiping, no matter what, if you do such a thing today, we can't cooperate with you anymore. “

Kling said,

"Brothers, pack up your things and get ready to move around. ”

"Just spare this brute?!" Uma and Claire stepped forward angrily and gave him a kick, looking extremely unwilling.

Isabella said softly, "Forget it, this time Rodin arrived in time, and I have nothing to lose, besides, I beat and scolded just now." Let's leave and go to the eldest prince Lienong. “

Her gaze was as gentle as water, and she never left the thick figure beside her.

"Actually, we can just reveal what happened, since I know your intentions, then the marriage contract is simply nullified. ”

"But I promise to give you a lot of flint, I just need you to continue to support me. How?"

"Phew!"

Casillas spat disdainfully, "How shameless do you have to be to say such a thing, Rodin, you take care of Isabella first, and we'll pack up immediately." ”

The crowd did not pick up his stubble, and returned to the room.

Rodin lifted the dog to the door and covered the door.

"Isha, you can tidy up your clothes. ”

After finishing speaking, he suddenly turned around and patted the pale young man's shoulder, and at the same time, a colorless and transparent spiritual power entered the other party's body along the palm of his hand.

He didn't know from that novel that he saw that hitting the dark energy into a person's kidneys would torture that person to ********.

Although his spiritual power was much milder than that of the dark energy, he had a wisp of ancestral dragon power like hair in it.

This is an extremely corrosive thing, and when he thinks of this, he feels an inexplicable joy in his heart, and the tyranny can be vented for the time being.

This mutated spiritual power, like a nimble little snake, passed through layers of physical obstacles, and directly poured into his waist and eyes to settle down.

When the spiritual power slowly fades and the wisp of ancestral dragon power breaks through, he will feel this surprise, and there will inevitably be extraordinary comfort.

During the whole process, Lie Weiping did not notice it in the slightest.

It's just that his sudden peaceful attitude is a little inexplicable.

After a while, when everyone had gathered, Isabella ignored the inquiring eyes of others, and grabbed Rodin's arm in a daze.

Very affectionately, he put his head on his shoulder.

They look like a couple in love.

Rodin tried to withdraw his hand, but he couldn't resist her pleading, affectionate gaze, and his heart softened.

Lie Weiping, the initiator, was picked up by his subordinates with a gloomy face, leaving no words.

When everyone found the eldest young master Lienong, the expected embarrassment did not appear, and the rough man received them very warmly, but it was late in the night, and he did not explore the reason, and left after thoughtfully arranging accommodation.

The crowd dispersed, leaving them alone to sit quietly in the night breeze.

The green silk of the Yiren hit his face in the night breeze, tickling and sprinkling a touching fragrance.

The veil lifted halfway to reveal the plump red lips.

In an instant, a warm, sweet breath touched his lips.

It's jelly-like and makes you want to swallow it, but it's even better than the strongest wine!

He was instantly intoxicated with boundless tenderness, and his mind went blank.

After a long time, the two separated, and Yiren's snow skin was dizzy, and his eyebrows were picturesque, as if he was ashamed and happy.

"I ......"

"You don't have to explain. A cool hand covered his mouth.

"You just need to know my heart, and I know that you have me in your heart. ”

"But—"

"Do you want to deny what you did tonight?"

Her eyes were sparkling like the stars,

"I know your relationship with Cynthia, but I want to say that I won't give up. ”

When he came back to his senses, there was only the faint fragrance looming on the tip of his nose.

This ridiculous night finally passed, and he did not lose sleep again, but slept very sweetly.