Chinese Jing Che's hand against his chest separated them a little, and his lower body was pinned by him and couldn't move. She was a little nervous, and she pulled out a smile that lacked confidence and flirtatiousness, and said, "The Hundred Miles Sword Saint said that he was laughing, isn't this kind of clumsy trick only used by those teenage girls?" ”

She was laughing at herself. Only a teenage girl would do the stupid thing of deliberately putting herself in danger and waiting for him to come to her rescue because she couldn't pull her down, and she would run to the Fu ** military camp for two months, and wait for him to take her back.

"What do you want?" His tone has always been calm, and there is a hint of anger at the moment.

"Either you kill me now, or we'll separate here and have nothing to do with each other in the future."

This voice that was too similar made Baili Kazama irritated. Whether it is Hongyi or the former Jing Che, they will escape from his control when they are caught off guard.

Just like at this moment, Hongyi inexplicably said that he was going to leave if he didn't cooperate, and he could hardly think of a clue. Li said that they came out of the wind and snow easily, and he saved her last night, and the relationship should be a little more relaxed than before.

Baili Kaze looked at Hongyi condescendingly, her small chin held high, her gaze over his shoulder and not knowing where to look, trying to avoid skin contact with him. And the more this is the case, the more possessive desire rises among the hundred miles of wind.

…… It is almost necessary to crush this woman to pieces, to vent his anger at the failure to find a disciple and to be hung with an appetite, and to ruthlessly declare this woman to be his defeated subordinate......

And the body had already moved one step ahead of reason, and he tore off the quilt covering her body.

Jing Che knew that something was wrong, and immediately raised his hand and slashed his arm. Baili Fengma didn't expect her to be so strong when she couldn't lift her true qi, and subconsciously dodged sideways.

When he was in the Shura field, Jing Che learned the most was to fight hand-to-hand with people, and his fists and feet were already tough. At this time, the action is not as neat as usual, with a little panicked and unscrupulous, when he got out of bed, the entangled quilt was mixed, and the person fell back, the back of his head hit the wall hard, and his eyes were numb.

The waist was grabbed by two big hands, and he fell back into the soft bed, upside down.

A sneer appeared in his eyes: "So your trick is to throw yourself into your arms?" ”

Jing Che pursed his lips and said nothing, while his body was trembling.

She didn't want to use any tricks, at the moment she just wanted to get out of this place quickly, from this man who was supposed to be her master.

She couldn't have anything to do with him...... Although she loved him so much in the past, it was only a down-and-out love, and she never dared to think about these things that men and women loved. Even though she is now the Imperial Capital Shura Female Red Cloth, he is the Sword Saint of Jiahuang Mountain, she can hide herself unscrupulously behind the mask and challenge his bottom line, but she knows very clearly that they are master and apprentice, and this relationship is as insurmountable as a moat.

"Oh, no wonder they say you're coquettish, and you pretend to be the same as an untrained girl under every man?" Baili Feng pulled his lips viciously and sarcastically, while rubbing his palm over her smooth chin, wandering down, sliding over the jade neck, and poking in through the collar of his undershirt.

The calloused fingertips were a little rough to the touch, deliberately slowly rubbing her delicate skin back and forth, as if deliberately humiliating, the more she trembled, the more arrogant his wandering hands became.

"Baili Kazama, don't touch me." Jing Che was strong and calm, his words were round, and his voice trembled, like a string that stopped abruptly after plucking.

His fingers were slightly raised, the silk belt slid away one after another, his snow-white skin was exposed to the air, and his hairs suddenly stood on end: "Where did you get the confidence to order me?" ”

His chest panted slightly, his elbow rested on his shoulder socket, and the last measure was separated, Jing Che smiled charmingly, and said, "I told you about her, you let me go." ”

**The burning eyes suddenly fell silent, and Baili Feng stopped moving, looking at her cold and unchanging mask, and her expression was clueless. After a while, he said: "You have fallen into the Chiming Gu, sooner or later you will say, why should I let you be happy now." ”

"The fact that you didn't press me last night shows that you still care about our partnership, and I know you disdain such unscrupulous tactics."

He forced his eyes under her mask and was aggressive: "The Chiming Gu is from me, why do I need any bright means?" ”

"Because now, I'm not your prisoner." The mask obscured most of his face, and his stiff smile was half hidden, and at first glance he seemed calm.

Because he is conceited, he will never choose to win by force. She knew him and said that, but she wasn't confident. After eight years, people's hearts are separated from their stomachs, and they have never really understood each other before, let alone today. His current behavior has jumped beyond her expectations, he is obviously an extremely self-controlled person, but why does he always behave like a person with the identity of red.

And this time, Baili Fengma slowly withdrew, and the chill on his face turned into an inexplicable smile: "Hongyi, you pinched my two weaknesses firmly, I really can't do anything at all." ”

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nbsp; "So I guess you're going to kill me sooner or later, but not now," Jing Che put back his clothes, his eyes narrowed, and the panic he showed was quickly hidden: "Just ask, I can tell you everything else except her whereabouts." ”

Baili Feng sat down on the wooden chair outside, and the white smoke curling up from the charcoal basin in front of him was blurry in front of him. The icicles under the eaves of the windows hang down of different lengths, and the clear shapes reflect the sunlight and fall under the eyes, which is somewhat dazzling.

As if he had suddenly lost the ability to speak, he moved the corners of his mouth, but he touched the wine gourd on his waist and poured it hard.

In the past eight years, he has too much to know, and now when it comes to his mouth, he can't ask a word, and after a while, he tugged at the corners of his lips, turned away from the red-clothed gaze, and left a sentence that is not salty or light: "There is nothing to ask, just know that you are alive." ”

As soon as the door was closed, the people had already shaken out.

Jing Che was stunned, but his face was expressionless, and he didn't even bother to maintain his smile, so he walked over and poured himself a cup of tea, and when he brought it to his mouth, his hand shook, and the water was poured on the charcoal basin.

With a "bang", the white smoke suddenly overflowed arrogantly.

He lived lightly, but it was her eight years of struggle.

She thought that he was so eager to find her because he had not forgotten their master-apprentice relationship, and she was finally forced to see how cold he had always been.

She never forgot the hysteria when she hated him, and she survived, just to stand in front of him alive, to show him all the destruction he was going to protect. Cat flutter Chinese