Leng Ye was depressed and angry, clutching her forehead that was bleeding profusely, so angry that she almost rushed into the Xuanfeng shallow room and beat her up violently.
He went back and forth, and was about to open the door, but he heard whimpers coming from the inner room.
She she cried?
Leng Ye withdrew his hand like an electric shock, and stood still at the door, looking through the thin window paper at Xuan Fengqian in the inner room who was weeping with his hands around his knees.
Looking at her, she seemed really sad.
But the problem is, he didn't care about her at all, and on the contrary, he was hit on the head by her. He didn't cry, so why was she crying?
"Women are hypocritical."
Leng Ye cursed in a low voice, sat on the threshold, and checked the time.
If she can stop crying within a quarter of an hour, he will let her go.
If he didn't know how to stop, he would break in and make her cry until she vomited.
At this moment, Xuan Fengqian was still curled up on the couch, venting the grievance in his heart to his heart's content.
? Before wearing the book, she lived in a peaceful age, her parents were still alive, and she had no worries about food and clothing. Although she was not rich, she lived a happy life.
But all of this disappeared after wearing the book
After a quarter of an hour, Leng Ye realized that Xuan Fengqian had no intention of stopping, so he got up suddenly and strode into the house.
He had a bad complexion, with a vicious aura all over his body, like a falcon, he pulled Xuanfeng into his arms.
"Bastard, what are you doing?"
Xuan Fengqian's hands were tightly shackled by him, and his red eyes stared at him fiercely.
"Hey, don't be sad. I admit my mistake to you, will it work?"
Leng Ye has never apologized to anyone, and feels very uncomfortable.
But he always felt that he owed her a lot, if he didn't say it, he would panic.
"What trick do you want to play?"
"This deity doesn't want to play tricks."
Leng Ye looked at her bloodshot eyes, and then realized that apologizing is actually useless.
After careful consideration, he suddenly raised his hand and pressed his palm lightly on her forehead. After a lot of effort, he finally erased this memory of hers.
He originally wanted to erase the memory of Xuanfengqian in the Jiuyou Demon Prison, but unfortunately after a long time, it is really difficult to erase it completely.
After a while, he saw Xuanfeng Qian'an lying in his arms quietly, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.
"Little wild cat, you have a bad temper."
Leng Ye carefully put her back on the couch, not daring to disturb her again.
After he left the room lightly, Di Jun slowly crawled out from under the couch.
While beating his completely numb legs, Di Jun looked at Xuan Fengqian who was sleeping soundly on the couch, and the smile on his lips became deeper and deeper.
He originally thought that Xuan Qianning was the doom that Leng Ye could not avoid.
Now it seems that Xuan Fengqian is the one.
He roughly figured out the grievances and resentments between Xuanfengqian and Leng Ye, and suddenly realized that there was no deep hatred between them.
It's just that countless misunderstandings are stacked together, and it becomes a knot that can never be solved.
Di Jun yawned dispiritedly, and only after the numbness in his legs had completely subsided, he quietly came out through the window.
If there is no lesson from Leng Ye, he might also be like Leng Ye, teasing Xuan Fengqian.
But when he saw Xuan Fengqian's emotional collapse, he couldn't do anything more.
He can't bear such a stupid woman¡ª¡ª
? The morning sun is slightly dew, and the inner room of the condensed fragrance hall
"Well¡ª¡ª"
Xuan Qianning stretched her body slightly, rubbed the back of her head which was aching slightly, and yawned lazily.
"woke up?"
Sitting in front of the desk, Leng Ye took a sip of tea, neither salty nor weak.
Xuan Qianning nodded slightly, and was about to go to bed, but found that she did not have any clothes to cover her body.
She blushed, secretly thinking about what happened after the lights were turned off last night.
But for some reason, she couldn't remember what happened.
Just at this time, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of the dry red blood on the couch, and suddenly her brows were filled with joy, her heart fluttering.
"My lord, last night"
"What happened last night?"
In Leng Ye's mind is still last night, Xuan Fengqian softly fell under him, and he asked Xuan Qianning absent-mindedly.
theXuan Qianning clutched her blood-red cheeks, extremely shy, "Last night, my concubine did not serve me well, and I hope my lord will forgive me."
"In the future, use less incense, it will hurt your body."
"yes"
Xuan Qianning was so ashamed that she couldn't bear it.
However, it finally worked out, and it was not in vain for her to make arrangements.
After a while, she saw that Leng Ye was still sitting in front of the desk, and she had no intention of coming to help her, so she wrapped herself in a thin quilt and got off the couch with bare feet.
"ah"
She took half a step, bent her knees, and fell to the ground in a daze, "Why are your legs so sore"
Leng Ye looked at Xuan Qianning whose acting skills were becoming more and more superb, and felt even more speechless.
He never touched her at all, why is her legs so weak?
Could it be that Chunmeng had too much fun and hurt himself?
He thought so in his heart, but he still strode forward and helped her up, "Walk carefully."
Xuan Qianning frowned slightly, and whispered softly: "I didn't do it on purpose. It's just that it really hurts badly."
Although she dislikes Xuan Fengqian's demeanor very much.
But she vaguely remembered how touching the words "I only have him" that Xuanfeng Qian nestled in Bai Di's arms yesterday was so touching.
She slandered in her heart, since Leng Ye followed Xuan Fengqian's tricks so much, she followed suit.
Leng Ye obviously doesn't like this.
He curled the corners of his lips and asked jokingly, "Where is that?"
"My lord, you hate~"
Xuan Qianning lowered her head coyly, with a bright spring on her face.
Leng Ye seemed to be struck by lightning, his body went numb for a while, and goose bumps all over his body inadvertently.
Originally thought that the drama Xuan Qianning directed and acted would be over soon, but in the blink of an eye, she untied the quilt again and buried her head in Leng Ye's arms.
"My lord, you were so powerful last night, could this concubine be pregnant with your flesh and blood?"
""
Leng Ye suddenly felt a little confused.
Having been treated so well by Xuan Qianning, even he himself couldn't tell whether he had touched her or not.
Logically speaking, there should be none.
But why can she act so realistically?
? Like the book-wearing book, I became the tyrant's palm, please collect it: The book-wearing, I became the tyrant's palm update the fastest. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com