"Green Ran," Feng Jianqing said calmly, "I don't play any tricks with you, I'll just say it, I like you." ”

I opened my mouth slightly, and the message of his words slowly seeped into my mind······ No, it should be······ Confess to me······ Shouldn't I be in control? How can it be······

He stared at me closely, calmly, but also with a hint of uncertainty that could not be concealed.

I looked at him at a loss: "What······ So?" the upturned end belies my panic.

Feng Jianqing said: "I want to know what you think of me. ”

I suddenly found the ornament and pushed: "I'm just a sacrifice, you ask me, does it make sense?"

He said quietly, "For me, there is. ”

My heart was pounding, what was the matter with this person! The love I imagined should be the sweet words of whispering, the warm and affectionate gaze, and, um······ Stop! He has no qualifications other than being handsome! Not to mention that the defense of etiquette and religion is so strict, and I am in a high position······

Fuck, where are there so many rules! I don't care!

"Well, then I'm sorry to tell you," I slyed smiled and paused deliberately to make him anxious, "I seem to have a good surname······ There's also a little bit like you, just a little bit. ”

Feng Jianqing seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Look at your preface and afterword······ I want to ······ Can I try?·····" He looked down at my lips.

I blushed with my cheeks, glared at him, and said, "It's not like you haven't tried." ”

"Last time······ It was an unexpected ·····." He hesitated and slowly lowered his head.

My breath was a little rapid, and instinctively retreated, and he reached out to hold my face, and then, his lips pressed lightly to mine.

To both of us' surprise, my blood seemed to boil, and I threw my arms around his neck and threw myself into his arms, my lips slightly apart, breathing in his breath.

Feng Jianqing seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then he held my waist and kissed me back eagerly.

When we finally parted, I was still breathing unsteadily, a little dizzy, and he put his arms around me and whispered in my ear, almost triumphantly, "What, this is what you call a little bit?"

I gave him a blank look and said, "I said yes." ”

"You say yes, yes. He lowered his head and slowly approached.

We sat side by side on the edge of the bed. After a long time of commotion, I suddenly realized that it was late at night, and the town was already dark, and complained: "It's all your fault, so I didn't ask anything." ”

"And what do you want to ask," he said, with a smile in his eyes.

Hmm······ Hmm······ I'm going to ask something, and I thought, oh, by the way, I still want to know about this, and it's not like I'm trying to get into the secrets of the Demon Cult.

"Are you the original last name······

"Huh?" suddenly there was a hint of vigilance and helplessness in his voice.

I hesitated for a moment, spread my hands and said, "Forget it, when I didn't ask." ”

"Why don't you ask again?"

"Because if you answer no, it means that I guessed wrong, and I can't show the ingenuity of the mountain man," I said with a heartfelt voice, "if you say yes, this ······ It's not a big problem either. ”

What does it matter what his original surname was, what did his father do?

"Really?" he raised an eyebrow in apparent disbelief, and then said lightly, "I have a question." Why didn't you want to kill me just now?"

How can this person always get my handle? I almost forgot that I told him about Zheng Hao.

I raised my head, stretched out my hand to grab his neck, and said angrily: "I really wanted to kill the sect leader with one move, but I only thought of the grace of the sect leader to save his life in the past, and let you do it in ten moves." Halfway through that, I laughed to myself. When I first said it, I was full of grief and indignation, but now I am smiling and laughing, which is not the same thing.

"Ten moves?" he laughed, leaning over, and I quickly raised my index finger, touched his lips, and said, "You······ Don't distort what I mean!"

After laughing for a while, he said, "It's not early, you should go back." ”

I didn't mean to get up, but pursed my lips and said, "If you book a room, I won't have to go that far." ”

"Why are the girls so unreserved?" he didn't bother to get up, and kissed me lightly on the cheek, "I ordered two because I thought it was too dangerous to stay with you the night before." ”

"Dangerous?" I slept soundly last night, and my face burned again, "I ······· Did I do anything?"

Feng Jianqing chuckled: "No, it's just that the aroma on your body is too tempting." ”

I raised my hand and sniffed at myself, but there was no smell? I said, "Maybe I've been living in abalone for a long time and don't notice its smell...... What the hell? You're saying this as if I'm some kind of food! what's going on?"

“······· Beautiful······" His arms tightened slightly, his lips still pressed against my face, and he muttered.

I quickly bit my lower lip, pushed him away, stood up, and said, "I think what you said is very reasonable, and I want to go back." ”

Feng Jianqing smiled lightly and sighed, "Okay." ”

It was only a few steps away, and he sent me over, and his whole body suddenly tightened, his eyes suddenly cold, and he said in a deep voice: "Did you insert the key in the lock just now?"

There's a key stuck in the lock of the door, and I think it seems to have fallen to the ground?

I glanced at him, and he stood in front of me, and I whispered, "As for him, if he forgets to pull out the key, he is so clumsy, and he is only a thief······

"Shhh", Feng Jianqing gently stopped me, turned the key, pushed the door open, and with a light finger of his right hand, a flame illuminated the room.

There was no one in the room, and the curtains were shaking, nothing out of the ordinary.

It was only when I walked in and looked at it that I realized that the futon was full of sword holes, and when I lifted the bedding, my clothes, sheets, and even the bed board were pierced.

I can imagine a black-clad assassin in the darkness walking softly to the edge of the bed, with a pile of clothes piled under the sheets, bulging up as if a man was sleeping. Time was pressing, and he didn't have time to take a closer look, so he lifted his long sword and stabbed it hard, piercing the entire "person".

The wind sword swept to the window, and it was quiet, silent, and the person was long gone.

Feng Jianqing narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "I really didn't expect that someone would be thinking about killing you every day." How could they kill you?" ······"