Zi Ning paused, Yan Ji immediately grabbed her hand and led her away from Jianfeng.
Zi Ning clenched his fingers into a fist, and clenched the soft cloth in his hand.
Yan Ji slowly expressed the doubts in his heart: "Doctor Chu told me this to reassure you. He has checked it, and there is definitely nothing wrong with you."
Zi Ning was speechless, glanced at him, and turned his head away.
She asked Doctor Chu four times
Sure enough, it was too frequent, which attracted Yan Ji's attention.
However, she really couldn't believe that the Demon Cult taught her that dance without any intention.
As long as there is an attempt, there must be a way to control her, not poison, what else can be used to control her?
She has no secrets that can be used as a handle, and there is no problem with her background, why is it her?
Yanji felt her hands clenched into fists, and spread her palms mysteriously, wrapping her fists in his palms.
So small, so soft.
"Slave" Zi Ning's chest heaved suddenly, and she tried to make a sound, "I learned the dance of the Demon Sect ?¡¡±
Opened the door of the Demon Cult and took the treasure of the Demon Cult.
Yanji just said "hmm".
Zi Ning stared at him closely in the dark, only to see that he was looking down at her wrist.
"Master." She frowned.
The matter of the Demon Cult is a big deal.
More than 130 people in Taoyuan Village died because of the demon sect, and the heads of the former demon sect of the Wulin League became a tower.
He is still like this, careless
What if she has evil intentions?
Yan Ji raised his head: "Don't be afraid." His hand slid down from her fist to her wrist, and he grabbed it gently.
Putting his sword back into its sheath, he pulled her to his eyes. His vision was blurred, so he posted it to see.
We are close at hand, and we breathe and hear each other.
Zi Ning held his breath, as if he could feel the temperature on his face.
"From the beginning, you have no problem. In the future, there will be no problem."
In the darkness, he said slowly.
"The Yan family and the Demon Cult have an undying feud. But you"
"I" He hesitated for a moment, then closed his mouth again.
Zi Ning looked at his face with wide eyes.
His eyelashes are so long.
Perhaps because she held her breath for too long, her face turned red. He grabbed her wrist and moved closer, she couldn't avoid it.
Yanji's Adam's apple moved.
Zi Ning noticed that he was getting closer
She could almost touch the tip of his nose.
His breath touched her face, as if he had already kissed her face.
But it's still a little bit worse.
Her lips felt like they were on fire, and they were so hot that it hurt, Zi Ning didn't dare to move, for she was afraid that if she moved, she would rub against them.
His eyelashes flicked and she realized he was looking at her lips.
Do you want to kiss me?
She thought blankly, instinctively closing her eyes.
Yanji put his hand on her face.
Touching her cheek with her fingers, her fingertips slid down
He has kissed before, here, and here, the touch is so soft, as if it will break if you suck it lightly.
And her more delicate lipshe
A night bird flew by in the yard and slammed into the bushes.
Zi Ning woke up suddenly, raised her head, the tip of her nose brushed against the bridge of his nose, her face flushed and her eyes widened.
Yanji pressed her chin.
He sighed, raised his fingers, and pinned the messy and wet hair on her cheeks behind her ears.
It is light and slow, like touching a cloud, tickling it.
Wiping his fingertips on her earlobe, he turned his head away and returned to the original place.