Covered by dark clouds, you can't see your fingers everywhere, and you should do bad things.

"Painful ......"

The murmur in his sleep, soft and light, seems to be filled with all kinds of water, and at the same time reveals a little pain.

Chu Nian'er's body trembled, her bright Ruifeng eyes suddenly opened, and her lips opened slightly unconsciously, "Ah......hhh

Splitting headaches!

Even if it hurts, her heartbeat and shallow breathing remind her that she is not dead!

How could it not be dead?

Isn't it dead?

The cold sword pierced through her chest at once, and stabbed her heart fiercely, her internal organs were pulling, and her body trembled in pain.

A blow pierced the heart, the heart was cold, and she died thoroughly.

The man she loves the most, her fiancé, An Yuze......

The night was silent, and a sneer was on his lips, "Nian'er, under the Yellow Spring, your father and queen mother are waiting for you." Don't worry, none of your three brothers can escape. As for you, I'll reward you with a whole corpse! ”

In the final scene, his merciless and cruel laughter, like the sharp sword, pierced her ear.

Afterwards......

The red candle tent is warm, and the night breeze is fluttering.

Shouldn't it be bloody, dead and blind, how can you open your eyes and be in bed?

Chu Nian'er's hand grabbed unconsciously, and she tensed up.

Silky to the touch!

Someone!

"Benjun's body, is it still comfortable to touch?"

Extremely deep voice, seductive and magnetic, lazy and wanton.

Ben-kun?

Chu Nian'er twisted her eyebrows slightly, following the prestige.

The eyebrows are handsome, the face is picturesque, and the side face with a high nose bridge is like a natural carving.

The jade crown and green silk drooped down, and the obsidian-like eyes tempted the demons.

A peerless beautiful man, but without clothes.

"How long will it take?"

With a low and cold sound, Chu Nian'er immediately retracted her thoughts, only then did she notice that her hand fell on his smooth chest, still clutching fiercely.

That handful of tendon meat, no, eight tendon meats to be exact, is as perfect as ever.

Chu Nian'er has never been so close to a man, even if An Yuze, no.

Suddenly, she looked embarrassed and hurriedly withdrew her hand, but in the next moment, the long figure suddenly pressed closer.

A strong sense of oppression came madly, Chu Nian'er retreated again and again, but there was no way to retreat, and she was pressed against the bedpost by the man.

Slender fingers against her chin, a force, she was forced to look at each other.

"Trespassed on Benjun's territory, went to bed, touched Benjun's body, do you know, what happened?"

Chu Nian'er frowned, she didn't know what was going on at all, her last memory was still on the sword that penetrated her heart.

Tell him the truth, does he believe it?

Obviously, not believing.

So, she said quietly, "Who are you and why am I here?" ”

The deeper the smile on the lips of a man seems to hear a big joke, the greater the arc that can be evoked, and the more dangerous it is.

The chill was everywhere and the oppression was thick.

Chu Nian'er pursed her lips and stared at him with bright eyes.

Now, she is particularly sensitive to danger, this man, beyond her cognition.

"Pretending to be confused with this gentleman."

With a chuckle, his right hand suddenly moved.

Chu Nian'er's wrist ached, and it seemed that if she tried harder, her hand bones would break.

A small and delicate sachet was drawn out of the sleeve of the ——,, delicate double-sided embroidery, and the mandarin ducks played in the water.

The embroidery is exquisite, and the stitches are very exquisite.

Seeing the sachet, Chu Nian'er's eyes widened, her hands tightened suddenly, and her heart trembled violently.

The familiar sachet, the sachet placed in the bone marrow, the mandarin duck playing in the water on it, is imprinted in the heart.

This is her good sister, Xia Muyao personally gave her a birthday gift.

On the fifth day of the first month of November, the birthday ceremony, the third day of her father's marriage to her and An Yuze.

Xia Muyao congratulated her, "Congratulations to my sister, I married An Shizi, just wait for your coming-of-age ceremony, and get married!" My sister specially embroidered a sachet, wishing you a hundred years of good luck and an early birth of a noble son. ”

It's really a hundred years of good together, and there is a trembling voice in it, a strong ecstasy!

Let you lose your mind and follow your heart.