"Seventh Brother ......"

Mei Niang called the name of the seventh brother delicately, and threw it at the seventh brother with a charm.

Unexpectedly, he was blocked back by Seventh Brother.

Seventh Brother looked at Mei Niang with some vigilance.

Last time, Mei Niang's demeanor was to go to the back garden, and she pinched a trick to take him out of the palace, and as a result, he paid and worked hard to carry back a bunch of silver clothes.

The point is, she also used a trick on the man who sold silver jewelry.

This made the always upright Seventh Brother feel very unhappy.

This is simply dishonesty! This is blatant deception!

"What?"

The seventh brother took a few steps back and asked with some reluctance to answer.

"Good brother...... Can you take me outside the palace to play?"

Mei Niang blinked coquettishly several times in a row, and even sent it out with Mei Shu to convey it to Seventh Brother.

You must know that she is a seven-tailed divine fox!

If it were an ordinary man, I am afraid that I would have coveted it a long time ago, and my feet would have been soft!

Helpless...... Brother Qi is not an ordinary man.

He said righteously: "No, no!"

I saw that Mei Niang's face suddenly changed, and she instantly turned into a shrew, and yelled at Seventh Brother: "I knew that I wouldn't have worked so hard to save you! Hmph! What's the use of keeping you!"

What's the use of keeping you...... What's the use......

Seventh Brother's expression was instantly entangled, and this woman's face became too fast!

It's even more different than the July day at the mouth of the fox's hole.

The seventh brother sighed helplessly, shook his head and said, "That's it, it's okay to take you there." Just don't make me move a whole bunch of silver jewelry anymore. ”

"I'm going too!" Zhao Hehuan saw the opportunity and came over with a flattering face.

"I want to go too. I haven't been out yet. Take me with me. ”

Ji Zhi said it so pitifully, as if it was indeed a sin not to take her there.

Xiao Lan Wai slowly pulled Hehuan's sleeve, with an expression that I don't believe that you will drop me.

Yao'er didn't know when she went out, and she hasn't come back yet.

The seventh brother had a loveless expression, sighed, pinched a trick, and disappeared into the palace with everyone.

Inside Luoyang City.

The crowd of people coming and going seemed to be more than Zhao Hehuan came out last time, and some of the faces still looked a little stiff, and they didn't seem to be like the people in Luoyang City. Maybe it's a villager in the suburbs.

Zhao Hehuan didn't think much about it, he was already very happy to come out!

"Look! there's someone selling rouge gouache there!"

Mei Niang is a fox fairy who has been cultivating for many years, and she has seen a rouge gouache stall through layers of people!

"Where?

Yuki also seemed very excited. After all, she lives at the bottom of the sea all year round, and this is the first time she has seen this kind of lively market!

Xiao Lan Wai looked ignorant. What is that? Is it delicious?

The seventh brother reluctantly followed behind a few people, and followed step by step.

And Zhao Hehuan, it seems that there is something more attractive to her that makes her stop.

I saw that in a small alley not far away, a flag with the word "wine" was flying in the wind.

It's the same restaurant from last time.

Zhao Hehuan already felt that the aroma of wine had penetrated into her nostrils, causing her to be intoxicated for a while.

Her footsteps couldn't help but step over, in the opposite direction from the Seventh Brother.

"Good wine!"

"Six-six!

The sound of punching is still continuous, but it doesn't seem to be the bold men at that time.

Just as Zhao Hehuan's curiosity was extinguished and he turned around to leave, a familiar voice sounded in his ears.

"Did you come here again to get greedy?"

Zhao Hehuan felt that the long hair in his ears was wrapped around the back of his ears by a cold slender finger, and hung down silkily along his skin, with a tingling feeling.

Could it be......

Zhao Hehuan turned around nervously, it was really the man with the golden silk mask who was haunting!

Zhao Hehuan's heart whimpered and mourned, in her opinion, it was really not a good thing to meet him except for learning swordsmanship......

Sure enough, the man in the golden silk mask covered his cold fingers on Zhao Hehuan's warm red lips, gently scratched from left to right, and finally stopped at Zhao Hehuan's lips abruptly but added some strength.

Zhao Hehuan felt a burst of electricity on his lips, blushed and wanted to flash back, but was easily held in his arms by the other big hand of the man in the golden silk mask from his waist.

Zhao Hehuan felt a burst of heat in his chest, and it spread to Zhao Hehuan's skin through the clothes of the two.

"You...... What do you want to do?"

Zhao Hehuan was nervous and incoherent, she was about to cry, she turned around to look for the seventh brother and their figures, obviously forgetting her happily.

"Well, what do I want to do?

The cold hand of the man in the golden silk mask swam down from Zhao Hehuan's red lips, sometimes itchy and sometimes domineering, and finally pinched Zhao Hehuan's sharp chin hard, but the other hand wandered restlessly on Zhao Hehuan's back.

The eyes of the man in the golden silk mask became a little blurry, he approached Zhao Hehuan's ear slightly, and gently bit Zhao Hehuan's pink earlobe, and the hot and humid breath mixed with the charming low voice poured into Zhao Hehuan's ears:

"Be my woman. ”

Zhao Hehuan pushed away the arms of the man in the golden silk mask in shame as if he had been struck by thunder, trembling and punching him heavily, panting heavily, and the crystal tears fell down in beads.

The man in the golden silk mask obviously didn't care about the weight of this punch, but when he saw Zhao Hehuan's tears, he couldn't help but have a trace of distress in his eyes, but it was fleeting.

"If you come here next time to get a cup, this will be your fate!"

After speaking, Zhao Hehuan felt that the domineering and fiery kiss of the man in the golden silk mask was attached to his lips!

His lips roamed wantonly on Zhao Hehuan's lips, robbing her residual temperature, and his heavy breath hypnotized people's nerves like a heat wave, as if he wanted to eat and wipe her breath dry at once.

A smell of blood spread from the corners of Zhao Hehuan's mouth.

Zhao Hehuan's tears ran down her cheeks, and she closed her eyes in despair.

Suddenly, everything stopped. All that remained was the heavy breathing of the golden-masked man.

Zhao Hehuan opened her teary eyes, looked at the man in front of her with hatred, and retreated back in fear step by step.

"Are you scared?"

There was a hint of dangerous information in the eyes of the golden-masked man.

"Nope. I'm just hating you. ”

Zhao Hehuan's tone was resolute and cold, and her psychological defense line was likely to collapse in the next second.

What's the difference between him now and the ruffians who teased her that day?

"I'm just telling you that if you come out alone and get greedy, this is what will happen to you. ”

The man in the golden silk mask suppressed the madness in his heart and said duplicity, but he knew that he had not lied to himself.

After not seeing her for a few days, he dreamed of her almost every night, and the devil knows why he chose to express his miss for Zhao Hehuan in such a frivolous way.

"Really? Thank you then. I know. Thanks to you, I will never drink again. ”

Zhao Hehuan stepped back and approached the table and chair of the restaurant, pressing the weight of his whole body on the table and chair.

Her legs, which could no longer support her body, were a little weak.

"I'm sorry. ”

The golden-masked man said in a low voice.

Zhao Hehuan raised his head in surprise, tears still hanging on his face. He, ...... said "I'm sorry"?

The man in the golden silk mask looked a little annoyed, and he looked straight at Zhao Hehuan, his eyes were already full of fire.

Why did he apologize to this inconspicuous woman?

Even I can't tell why.

Zhao Hehuan smiled sadly, not knowing whether to cry or laugh, but said lightly:

"Let's go. Don't let me see you again. ”

A burning fire flashed in the eyes of the man in the golden silk mask, and he wrapped his arms around Zhao Hehuan's neck and bit down heavily!

He greedily sucked on her delicate skin, the warmth of the tip of his tongue roamed behind her ear, constantly attacking the city to the edge of his collarbone, one hand tightly clasped Zhao Hehuan's violently shaking shoulders, and the other hand went down the road and gently unbuttoned the first button on Zhao Hehuan's chest, and the delicate skin like jade jumped in front of his eyes.

Zhao Hehuan closed her eyes in despair, tears flowed down wantonly, her body was as cold as falling into an ice cellar, allowing the man in front of her to encroach on her breath.

She was powerless to resist.

His hand stopped on Zhao Hehuan's second button, and the cold feeling poked into Zhao Hehuan's heart.

The tip of his nose pressed against Zhao Hehuan's forehead, and fine sweat oozed slightly.

A burst of regret struck me.

Damn, why do you involuntarily lose control every time you meet her?

The golden-clad masked man gasped heavily and punched the wall of the alley, and in an instant, a crack cracked in the wall, and his bright red blood seeped down his slender fingers, dripping onto the wall, dyeing red.

"Let's go. ”

The face of the man in the golden silk mask became very pale, and there was a coldness in his tone, as if he was ordering Zhao Hehuan.

Let's go, if I don't go, I don't know what I'm going to do.

Zhao Hehuan slid limply down the wall, squatted in the corner and whimpered lowly, she buried her head in her skirt, and her black hair fell like a waterfall.

There was a trace of regret and unbearability in the eyes of the golden-masked man, and he slowly squatted down, wanting to hug Zhao Hehuan's trembling body to comfort her, but retracted his bleeding hand.

He was afraid, afraid that he had scared her.

At the bottom of his heart, a trace of coldness crossed him, and he was shocked by his own feeling.

Only women have always taken the initiative to send it to the door, but now such a grace makes her in front of her miserable.

He gently touched his hand to Zhao Hehuan's head, and was about to touch Zhao Hehuan's soft hair, when he heard a cold voice behind him.

"Let go of her. ”