"I'm afraid you can't afford it. Zhong Xiaoscorpion's tone was cold, the person in front of him, with a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, his starry eyes were enchanting and charming, deep and beautiful, and he seemed to be coquettish every minute, seducing her.

is obviously a similar handsome face, and the disgust in her eyes is clearly undisguised.

The same eyes as bright as obsidian, one pair are cold and outstanding, and the other pair is enchanting and fierce.

is also an evil chuckle, one is arrogant and wanton, and the other is light.

The same tenderness and affection. One person is clean and pure. One person is scheming, revealing filth.

She inexplicably remembered that the person's demeanor was outstanding, and she smiled lazily and evilly, and regretted it a little in her heart, but it was just a momentary pleasure, and she wanted to see the person's ice face change color, but in the end she harmed others and herself. As the saying goes, if you don't die, you won't die, which is really the truest portrayal of her now.

Dear, the table is so subjective, can it be? The eighth prince is also suave, chic and uninhibited, a beautiful man.

"Oh, in this world, there has never been anything that this king can't afford!" Xuanyuan always had a faint chuckle on the corner of his mouth, and his glass eyes looked at her, and his arrogant eyes swept over her delicate body, as if he was looking at a prey that was still dying.

"Hmph, arrogant, I don't know what to say. Zhong Xiaoscorpion pursed his lips lightly, his eyes full of contempt. But in his heart, he is calculating, if it is a bright fight, he has a few chances of winning.

Of course, she wouldn't think that Xuanyuan Jue in front of her would really be interested in herself. A man like him doesn't love anyone but himself, and women are tools for him, either warming the bed or expanding power.

"This king has this qualification. Xuanyuan was not ashamed to speak up, and regarded Zhong Xiaosheng's contempt as a compliment. "This king wants to try it today, what is the taste of the woman that the fourth brother has played?"

Zhong Xiaoscorpion was a little puzzled, why he always mentioned Xuanyuanli, as if he wanted to grab everything Xuanyuanli liked. Even if he can't grab it, he'll destroy it.

This kind of perverted mind, as if you yourself are obviously very good, but there is always a better person who always suppresses you, snatches all your aura, and does not even leave scum.

The long-term coercion makes you stand up to resist, and you can't wait to suppress this person fiercely, snatch everything he has and destroy it.

And he happened to be considered by the perverted man in front of him to be a very important thing for Xuanyuan.

No wonder as soon as he appeared on the stage, he came to save the beauty as a hero, and tried to deceive himself and wanted to be a cheap dad.

Then he took advantage of the weakness and planned to eat himself alive. The spearhead of all this is because, does he think Xuanyuan Li likes him?

Therefore, he did the most of his revenge in vain.

Xuanyuan Li and himself are just two Pingshui encounters, two dripping sex events. Why does she have to pay such a big price for this?

Her thoughts were chaotic, but the vigilance in her eyes was not a bit. Although there is no concept of chastity at all. But she won't be shameless enough to have a relationship with a man, okay? What's more, whether it is in her previous life or this life, what she hates most about Zhong Xiaoscorpion is being threatened.

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At night, it was as dark as ink, and there was a waning moon hanging in the lonely sky, revealing a faint light.

The fragrant plum blossoms are even cooler under the white moonlight.

On the small stone table under the tree, the blue flames in the stove jumped, and in the wine pot above, there was an elegant and fragrant plum wine, bubbling hot, as if it was about to flip the lid and run out.

On the edge of the table, a person in white clothes is Shengxue, with black hair like ink, pouring wine into his stomach one by one. The cold and deep eyes have lost the spirit of looking at the world, a little lonely, a little gloomy.

The stunning woman beside her was full of distress, her pink lips pursed lightly, but she didn't know how to comfort her.

If it weren't for him reaching out to pour wine and looking at it from a distance, the two people sitting and standing together would be like a static ink painting.

It's just a gentle pen, but it's full of melancholy.

"Wow......" In the silent night, a sudden cry broke the peace of the plum garden.

Xuanyuan, who kept pouring wine, got up in an instant and staggered towards the house.

There is only one house in the plum garden, a small three rooms. Dark Night Streamer and Zhong Doudou lived in one of the rooms that was originally prepared for Eleven.

The moonlight was pale and fell on the bed through the skylight of the roof. The little man on the bed was crying heartbreakingly, his long and thick eyelashes were soaked with tears, his warm and delicate cheeks like mutton fat jade were full of teardrops, and his body was crying and sobbing, which was extremely pitiful.

The night streamer hugged him and comforted him softly, but he still closed his eyes and cried, without any signs of stopping.

The warm eyes of the dark night streamer reveal a trace of helplessness.

He didn't know what had happened, Xuanyuan left and returned, but he was carried home by his personal guard Xuanyuan Feng. In this world, there are only a handful of people who can hurt Xuanyuan, and his eyes are closed, and his slender hands are full of scalded blisters. Except for himself, who in Sealand has such great ability.

can make Xuanyuanli, who has always been cold-hearted, so heartbroken and so masochistic, he can't imagine the answer that is about to come out.

"Mother, I want mother, mother, mother. The more the person in his arms made more and more trouble, and the tears of the bean were pouring out like money.

The night streamer was distressed to see.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and a white figure came in, staggering to the bed.

"Don't cry, good. He snatched the little man from the arms of the night streamer and hugged him tightly in his arms.

The body is clearly staggered, but there is no drunkenness on the face.

The fragrant plum blossom wine has no pungent and unpleasant smell, just like the smell on his body, elegant and with a hint of fragrance.

He seemed to murmur, holding Zhong Doudou's movements gently, like the depths of his obsidian eyes, hiding a soft light, as if he was holding a rare treasure in his arms.

"Uncle, my mother doesn't want me anymore, right? She left me to Uncle and walked away by herself, right?" Zhong Doudou opened his eyes as bright as stars, pursed his mouth, and asked very aggrievedly.

Tears were still pouring down, drenching his close-fitting clothes.

"No, your mother will definitely come back. Xuanyuan lowered his body slightly, and let his eyes meet the child's dark and narrow eyes, which were undoubted firmness-

Dear, there are still 40 million to be served at night, right?