The night wind became more and more intense, and there was no stopping momentum. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Zhang Yan couldn't help muttering meaningless words, then took off his shirt and covered the pothos's body.

Seeing that his thin coat seemed to be a drop in the bucket, he couldn't help but say stupidly: "After this, even if the sun is scorching, Zhang has to wrap a thick jacket tightly in case of emergency." ”

When the pothos heard this, she couldn't help but chuckle, and her bright white gums shook and even a little dazzling.

Zhang Yan still didn't dare to look at it, but just remembered her rainbow-like smile in his heart, and then sat down with his back to her.

According to common sense, before the pothos passed through her pretty maid's mouth, not only asked Zhang Remnant to stay away, but also did not want to hear any voice from Zhang Remnant. Then at this moment, Zhang Yan should be gone immediately, and said angrily: "Zhang remembered Miss's request for Zaixia, so he said goodbye." Since then, we have not seen each other again,"

Fortunately, Zhang Yan is not so hypocritical, and this book is not so bloody.

In most cases, the more you say it, the more you care. True hatred and resentment are never something that can be said so easily. So if someone of the opposite sex yells at you, "I hate you!" or "I don't want to see you again!"

Don't say anything at this time, rushing over is a bear hugging a wolf kiss, and the two of them are reconciled like glue, and their love is even greater.

Same-sex words are not recommended, but it is estimated that they should still work. Haven't tried.

"Childe swallowed blood just now, how do you feel now?" came a soft voice.

The mouthful of blood that he spit out and forcibly swallowed just now, naturally there is no reason why it will escape the eyes that Green Pothos has been watching. However, Zhang Yan still didn't think that the green pothos would take the initiative to talk to him.

It doesn't matter if she was hurt by saving her, and she feels a little sorry. Zhang Yan just looked at her concerned eyes, his heart warmed, and he said blankly: "It's still a little fishy, but it's not so salty." ”

The green pothos even cried and laughed a little, and aggravated her tone: "I'm asking about Childe's injury!"

Zhang Yan came back to his senses and smiled awkwardly: "I thought Miss was asking about the taste." ”

The pothos couldn't help but give Zhang Zan's helpless look, Zhang Zan's heart was naturally full of joy when he saw it, and he added: "Goo, it's very smooth." ”

The pothos wanted to laugh but couldn't, so she could only say angrily: "Deliberately, right?"

Zhang Yan laughed, then looked at the night sky that was gradually cloudy, and said, "I'm afraid it's raining." ”

The pothos also glanced at it and confirmed: "And it will be not small." ”

Zhang looked at the side face of the pothos staring at the night sky in a daze, and couldn't help blurting out: "The girl is so beautiful." ”

It seems that the pothos can't help but be accustomed to this kind of affection for a long time, and there is no difference in color, but he replied lightly in a soft voice: "No matter how beautiful and pleasing to the eye, there will eventually be a lack of flowers and flowers." Looking at the mirror and sighing for the passing years, the fish pattern is densely covered with mockery. Like flowing water, like a smiling face, it will pass away again. ”

Zhang Yan heard the sorrow in her tone, and couldn't help but think of the agarwood building just now, Wanyan asked her, who did she think when she took the piano? But Wanyan Wuself said sourly, she just didn't talk about Wanyan Wuself as a confidant, otherwise she was so lovesick, how could she not be emotional.

I don't know whose boy is so lucky to be favored by her and make her lovesick?

Zhang Zhan naturally wouldn't touch the nail to ask her, and he couldn't bear to see her depressed, so he smiled and said: "What Miss said makes sense, the more beautiful a woman is, the more she feels especially lost when she thinks about the beauty of the past when she is aging." If you look at it this way, it is not as ordinary as when you were young, so at least you won't be heartbroken because of it. But in other words, if you maintain eternal beauty, wouldn't you be doing too much, and not letting others have the slightest favor bestowed on you?"

Luluo looked at Zhang Yan, thought for a while, and replied: "What Gongzi said makes sense! ”

Then he looked at Zhang Chuan with a little tenderness, and said softly: "Thank you for the favor of God." ”

Before the words fell, it was already raining.

Zhang Yan said: "God received it and said you're welcome, this is what I should do." ”

Luluo had a helpless look in his eyes: "I heard the answer yes, hurry up and help Luluo solve the acupoint, so as not to become a soup chicken." ”

Zhang Yan laughed and said, "Then Zhang should be the first person to appreciate Miss's embarrassment, which should be a particularly memorable thing." ”

Having said that, Zhang Yan still squatted down, held up the green pothos, and put one hand on her back, using his true qi to probe where the acupuncture points in her body were blocked.

Her body is so fragrant, and her back is so soft.

The warmth and gentleness of the pothos came from the palm of his hand, and Zhang Yan tried it for a long time, but he didn't know for a while that it was because he was in his "arms" with warm nephrite and couldn't maintain the condensation of his true qi, so he couldn't break through the acupoints, or because the person's acupoint technique was so clever that he couldn't crack it.

Poking his head out, Zhang Yan smiled and said, "Miss, do you want to guess if Zhang can solve the acupoint?"

Green pothos said indifferently: "It doesn't matter if it can or not, but if I really become a soup chicken, the son must roll in the mud to eliminate my hatred." ”

Zhang Zhan laughed again, and the author even conjured a cave out of thin air, making Zhang Zhan hold the pothos and walk towards the cave.

This time it was really warm fragrant nephrite in his arms, but Zhang Yan felt soft as light as nothing.

Looking at the clear and untwisted eyes of the green pothos, Zhang Yan suddenly felt that if she lowered her head and kissed her at this time, she would never have any complaints. However, the price was that she completely lost the favor that had just risen in her heart.

And even if she has changed a little bit about herself, it is still impossible for her to be able to have her.

The ending remains the same, so is this kiss worth it?

It's a pity that the distance is too close, and Zhang Yan has not yet made up his mind, so he has to put her in a cold cave. The cave is not deep, and the ground is fairly flat, so there is no obscure smell, and it is an ideal place to shelter from the rain.

Listening to the sound of the dripping rain outside the cave, Zhang Yan's heart was unexpectedly calm. Listening to nature quietly is inherently easy to cleanse yourself. So the green pothos said softly: "Childe is not as ruthless and unrighteous as the rumors in the rivers and lakes, I don't believe that Childe is really unapologetic about Ling Ran's death." ”

Zhang Zhan laughed and said: "Miss is beautiful, that's why Zhang is treated like this! Therefore, Ling Ran is not dead, Zhang really doesn't care at all. ”

After finishing speaking, Zhang Yan looked at the pothos. And looking at the clear eyes of the green pothos, Zhang Yan suddenly became tired and tired for some reason, his heart softened, and he sighed: "It seems that Zhang's past, Miss knows a rough idea." ”

Without waiting for Luluo to speak, Zhang Yan said in a low voice: "Sometimes, if you do something wrong, before you can change your ways, the contempt and fingers of others will follow. I regretted it, but no one gave me a chance. It seems that if you do something wrong, you will have to bear the sin of a lifetime, and eternal life will not allow you to turn over. ”

Looking at the pothos, Zhang Yan smiled miserably: "I'm sorry Ling Ran." This was the first time since his death that I expressed my guilt. And because of his death, I am in constant trouble, but I can only face the accusations as a matter of course. In fact, I want to be a gentleman that everyone admires, but I have already fallen into the mud, so I can only make mistakes on top of mistakes. ”

Zhang Yan remembered one thing again and said, "It's troublesome, can Miss not tell others that I killed Dugu by the West Lake?"

"Hmm. Pothos was the answer.

Zhang Yan couldn't help but glance at the pothos in surprise: "But I don't think Miss will ignore such a thing?"

"Hmm. ”

Zhang Yan thought for a while: "Miss has already told others, right?"

"Hmm. ”

Zhang Yan smiled, as he said, anyway, the mud feet are already deep, who cares about adding mistakes to mistakes. Furthermore, if there are no troubles in life, then what kind of life is it? it!