168 Sleep in the middle of the night
After reading the back, Bo Yan began to flip to the front again.
What was her life like before they first met?
He had already called for information about her more than once.
The information you get couldn't be simpler.
The dumb girl who is domineering is arrogant because of the love of the county lord, likes Nangong Shang, and has not gone out for two years.
However, the woman he saw was clearly different from the rumors.
This is called Bo Yan can't help but wonder.
The day before I met him, there was a handwriting written with a cinnabar pen: "Whoever harms me will be punished!" Whoever deceives me will be killed! β
On this page, there are no portraits, only these ten blood-soaked handwriting.
Each stroke is deep and heavy, representing the infinite hatred in the heart of the person who holds the pen.
Bo Yan looked at those ten words blankly for a long time.
Looking at such a sentence, he didn't feel terrible, he only felt distressed.
What kind of hurt could make her say such murderous words?
He simply flipped to the first page of his notebook.
The date on this page is two years ago.
"Once you have taken over this body, you can only live in your place. It's just that no one wants to act according to the set plot. I will never allow it, history repeats itself! β
The painting on this page was also made with a cinnabar pen.
In the center of the painting is a woman covered in scars and drenched in blood.
Next to her were a blind woman and a child who had been thrown to the ground.
Bo Yan was shocked in his heart, only to feel that something in his chest was about to jump out, and something was about to come out in his mind.
Not daring to think any further, he continued to turn a few pages back.
Fortunately, such words only appear on the first page.
He raised his hand decisively and tore the page off.
The movement was too big, waking up Feng Fenghua, who had always been sleeping lightly.
She opened her sleepy eyes in a daze, and her natural alertness made her the first to notice someone around her.
She hurriedly stood up, and subconsciously wanted to make a move.
After seeing that it was Bo Yan, she narrowly withdrew and said unhappily: "Why are you here?" β
Seeing the thing in his hand at a glance, the anger in Feng Fenghua's heart was even worse, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand to grab it: "Why are you like this?!" How can you take people's things casually! β
Bo Yan didn't hide, but handed over the notebook, only pinching a piece of paper in his hand: "Huahua, this kind of thing can't exist." β
Feng Fenghua was stunned, and when he saw the contents of the paper clearly, he only hugged his notebook and narrowed his eyes slightly: "You know." β
Her tone was extremely flat, faint as if it could disappear at any moment.
Bo Yan was shocked, and subconsciously reached out to hug her in his arms: "Hmm." β
didn't expect him to hug himself suddenly, Feng Fenghua struggled uncomfortably: "Aren't you afraid?" β
"I'm afraid." Bo Yan spit out the word without hesitation.
Feng Fenghua's heart suddenly sank.
God knows how much anticipation filled her heart when she asked that.
She is a lonely soul, and she is not qualified to stay in the world anymore.
But she took over this body, and finally lived again, and really lived for herself, how could she be willing to give up?
I didn't intend to give my heart away.
But this man knocked on the door of her heart again and again, and she gradually developed a good impression of him.
She shouldn't have expected anything.
But I can't help but look forward to it.
Now, when she finally got the answer, her heart couldn't help but sink and laugh at herself.
After all, it's too much, right?
To be able to live for yourself again is already a blessing from God.
How could she not know to be satisfied?
After some struggle, he was about to withdraw from his arms.
Bo Yan tightened his grip on her and refused to let go: "Huahua, I'm afraid that others will know that you are different, and I'm afraid that you will be hurt." This matter, this end, this page, will be gone forever. β
As he spoke, he let go of Feng Fenghua, and the piece of paper in his hand was tightly clutched into his palm.
When I opened it again, it was already a burst of powder.
Feng Fenghua's heart trembled, and he subconsciously raised his head and looked into Bo Yan's eyes.
Bo Yan's words, if he is not moved, it is false.
She guarded the secret carefully, afraid that anyone would find out.
The moment he knew, her heart was unspeakably entangled. Excited and apprehensive.
Finally, he knew this.
But what will he do?
In the end, Bo Yan did not disappoint her.
He calmly used his shoulders to hold up a piece of heaven for her.
When the secret was discovered, she was more relaxed than ever, and she couldn't help but smile: "Okay." β
Feeling the change in her mood, Bo Yan hugged her into his arms again, but said with a smile: "You want me to kneel and beg for mercy, huh?" β
He hadn't forgotten what the little woman had written.
Feng Fenghua's body stiffened, and he laughed embarrassedly twice: "Hehe, that, that ......"
What to do? Said kindly.
"Why don't you kneel now?" He said lightly again.
But Feng Fenghua was so shocked that he almost jumped up, and waved his hand again and again: "No, no, that, I am, it's nonsense, hehe, nonsense......"
Just kidding, this guy's force value is above her!
Let him kneel and beg for mercy?
Isn't that looking for your own death?
"Oh? Don't you? Why does this sound so frustrating?
Feng Fenghua blinked, looked at Bo Yan's aggrieved look, and hurriedly withdrew his eyes.
I rub! What does this girl's spreading banter mean?
Bastard! I knew he was playing tricks on her again!
Feng Fenghua suddenly became angry, pushed him away, and reprimanded him with a cold face: "Bo Gongzi, it's already deep, you stay in the women's boudoir like this, if it is known, your reputation will be ruined, so let's leave quickly!" β
Whoa!
She was almost fooled by this girl!
The soft and warm delicate body suddenly left from his embrace, and Bo Yan couldn't help but feel a little lost: "Huahua, you are crossing the river and demolishing the bridge." β
"That's right!" Feng Fenghua smiled skillfully and admitted that geography was a matter of course.
Bo Yan suddenly felt his head grow bigger.
When did this girl learn to be such a scoundrel?
But he forgot, didn't Feng Fenghua learn this trick from him?
I still remember that on a dark and windy night in the moon, a certain son broke into the women's boudoir.
A certain little woman spoke righteously and accused him, which was not done by a gentleman.
And a certain son frankly admitted that he was not a gentleman.
Seeing Bo Yan's speechless expression, Feng Fenghua was immediately happy.
Ha ha! Finally got back a game!
"Since Huahua wants to cross the river and demolish the bridge, then Ben Gongzi will be shameless once. In this way, it is more worthy of Huahua! Bo Yan said, and walked straight towards Feng Fenghua's bed.
What?!
Feng Fenghua's eyes widened in shock, and she looked at Bo Yan's long body in disbelief, walked to her bed, and then lay down naturally.
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Feng Fenghua was completely dumbfounded!
What's going on?
Didn't she just make this guy speechless?
How did it take only a moment for the situation to come to such a big reversal?
This girl is too calm!
Feng Fenghua was suddenly angry, threw down the notebook, jumped directly from the desk, and rushed straight to the bed, just about to pull Bo Yan: "You girl get down for the old lady!" This is a woman's boudoir! Boudoir! Do you understand? I've never seen you so brazen! β
It's a pity that no matter how hard Ren Fenghua tried, Bo Yan seemed to grow on her bed, and she didn't move at all.
And a certain son, who smiled like a flower: "Hehe, Huahua, I have always been so brazen." Don't waste your efforts. It's late at night, go to bed. β