Silk, Ziyu shivered, and looked at the North Wind full of threat, she said that he was not satisfied if he didn't mean to, that is, he didn't like to hear her refute the touch just now, which means......

His cheeks twitched a few times, and Ziyu cautiously looked at the gloomy Beiming Changfeng and said, "I didn't mean to, I ...... Definitely, I, I admire you so much. ”

Ziyu covered her face, it was so disgusting, how did she say such flattering words, she really put her face in her pocket.

The only good thing is that she is a man now, and it is the face of the male Qin Ziyu that she loses, not her deity.

O Buddha Mita, self-comforting.

His heart was tumbling, but his eyes peeked out from the fingertips covering his face.

The gloomy face was gone, the murderous aura was gone, and the strong sense of crisis permeated the void, and the Northern Wind sat there quietly, still the indifferent North Wind of the North Winter.

Ha, the long wind of the North Underworld is actually ...... Actually......

Ziyu's eyes widened from between his fingers, and he completely forgot the words.

The North Wind thinks of him, he ......

"I don't like you taking the initiative." The Northern Wind suddenly spoke, and there was neither joy nor anger in his voice.

doesn't like her initiative, can it be understood that he likes him to take the initiative himself, so he bit her just now.

Ziyu covered her face and really felt that Beiming Changfeng was not on the same line as her, lying in the groove, this was unintentionally good.

Beiming Changfeng threw down this sentence, looked at Ziyu who was still covering his face and didn't dare to look up, a trace of satisfaction flashed in his eyebrows, and he lightly threw down two words: "Sleep." ”

Then, he leaned on the carriage cushion and closed his eyes, not asking Ziyu to be a pillow for him.

This is...... This is because she kissed him, so the punishment is spared?

The male version of Ziyu kissed him, and he was gracious?

Ziyu planted his head on the cushion of the carriage, buried his face and turned his back to Beiming Changfeng, his mother squinted, Beiming Changfeng really loves men, she actually kissed him unexpectedly when she was dressed as a man, he was not angry, it was terrible, she was so stressed.

Although she is pretending to be a man now, if one day Beiming Changfeng knows that she is actually a woman, won't it be a thousand cuts to her?

The grudge against him has not yet been settled, and now there is a new feud, Ziyu instantly feels that the future is bleak, and she can't see a little starlight.

It feels like I can't love anymore.

Whining.

Ziyu buried her head and pouted her buttocks, very sad, so she didn't see the North Stygian Wind and saw her slowly open her eyes when she fell asleep.

The eyes are calm and indifferent, without the coldness of the bones when they first met, and there is no hidden anger in the eyes, indifferent but harmless.

It can be regarded as a gentle gaze locking on Ziyu's back, and the Northern Darkness Changfeng looked at it for a long time, slowly raised his head, stretched his hand out of the window and made a few gestures towards the ground.

Seeing this, the ground that had been running beside the carriage nodded silently.

Then, in a place that Ziyu didn't know at all, a thousand-mile pigeon flew in the direction of Yongjing.

The night was hazy and deep.

Something changes inadvertently.

For one day and two nights, Ziyu slept in the carriage for one day and two nights.

It's not that she can sleep like a pig, but she doesn't dare to wake up, what if she wakes up and wants to take the initiative to kiss her, or want to communicate further? Then she is not a fish on the board, let others cut it.

Therefore, she pretended that she was not resting well in Tongjun, and she insisted on lying in the carriage for a day and two nights and did not come out.