Fast-passing sick and tender male god Shura field

It was rare for him to express his joy, and the roots of his ears under his black hair were a little red.

However, he did not wait for half a response from the woman.

The handsome young man's face became gloomy again, and a surge of anger was like the ocean before a storm, sometimes setting off waves and sometimes subsiding.

"Master Xiang, can you return that gun to me?" Nan Xian hesitated for a long time, but turned to look over.

The boy's snow-white and cold expression hadn't been accepted yet, when he suddenly heard that the gift given to him was going to be taken back, his expression froze for a moment.

Then the anger in the chest rushed straight to the head, and he asked back through gritted teeth: "What did you say?"

Nan Xian looked at the sullen young man who wanted to eat her alive, raised his hands on his chest and slapped her down, and made a calming motion: "Master Xiang, don't get excited!"

As a modern person, Nan Xian certainly knows the deterrent effect of guns.

If the bullets inside are blunt stones or iron blocks, the damage is not strong, so it's okay to play with Xiang Yunzheng as a toy.

But now it seems that Xiang Yunzheng's IQ is obviously not an ordinary standard.

But one night, he has discovered the trick to increase the power of the bullet. If he is given some more time, he may be able to perfect the gun even more perfectly!
Gu Cheng and Xiang Yunzheng are destined to be mortal enemies, she can't leave such a big hidden danger for Gu Cheng!
"I will also make a lot of other kitty gadgets, young master Xiang, can I trade you something else?" Nan Xian stared straight at the gun in Xiang Yunzheng's hand.

"In my hands, it's mine. Do you want to go back?" Xiang Yunzheng stared at the woman's face, not letting go of a trace of expression, and slightly curled his lips evilly: "Unless you kill me."

"I can't let go of what I hold to Yunzheng even if I die!"

The two looked at each other, and Nan Xian could clearly see the cruelty and seriousness in the young man's eyes.

After a moment of silence, Nan Xian stared at Xiang Yunzheng and sighed melancholy: "So, Young Master Xiang has never seen anything in the world—"

"It's just a small pistol. In our Great Liang, it's only a toy for children. Since Young Master Xiang is not interested in other things I make, that's fine, I'll go back first."

Nan Xian turned around and counted his steps: "One, two, three..." Before the five fell, someone grabbed his arm from behind and said, "You say this young master is a child?"

The corners of Nan Xian's mouth raised, but when he turned around, he looked innocent: "Isn't it? I heard that Young Master Xiang has never been out of the mansion, let alone been to Great Liang, so what's the difference between that and a bird locked in a cage? "

"You say this young master is a bird?" The veins on Xiang Yunzheng's forehead popped out, like a cat that has been stripped of its strip.

"It hurts! Don't get so close, men and women are different!"

Nan Xian stretched out his hand and tapped on the forehead of the handsome face who was getting closer and closer.

The girl's nails were neatly trimmed and round, and a light poke didn't hurt, but Xiang Yunzheng subconsciously relaxed a little as if a switch had been pressed.

Her thin lips pursed, she straightened her body and distanced herself, her eyes were still staring fiercely at the ugly red and green face, and she sneered coldly: "Don't think that you can act recklessly with me just by making something I like... ...!"

Nan Xian looked at the young man's fierce expression, and hummed perfunctorily.

At that time, the sky outside was brighter, and it happened to be reflected on the young man's face like pearls and jade. Nan Xian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he blurted out: "Ah, young master Xiang is so handsome!"

Hearing this, Xiang Yunzheng suddenly got stuck in his throat with a series of words that he wanted to reprimand.

His face changed a few times, and finally he roared with a strange expression: "Women from Beiliang are as cunning as you?!"

Hit a stick and give a sweet date!
Nan Xian squinted his eyes with a smile: "It's good that Young Master Xiang doesn't get angry. I'll come back tomorrow to ask Young Master Xiang for his pulse and take my leave."

"You are so bold, you stole the precious medicine from the Precious Medicine Pavilion, and you dare to get it to be applied by me." Xiang Yunzheng looked at the woman's back, and sneered coldly: "Why don't you ask that old man to heal your wounds? "

"Or are you afraid that he will dislike your ugly face?"

Nan Xian paused: "Oh, what you said to Eldest Young Master Xiang is right, my face is hurt, I have to go back quickly and find Brother Cheng, so that he can love me dearly!"

Xiang Yunzheng: "..."

Watching the woman's disappearing figure quickly, Xiang Yunzheng felt a heavy suffocation in his chest.

"Shan Ming!"

After sending Nan Xian off in the courtyard, Shan Ming trembled when he heard his young master's call, and hurried in: "Master, the little one is here."

"What happened to her face?" Xiang Yunzheng's face was gloomy.

"I heard from Miss Nan that... she ate herbal medicine by mistake."

While talking, Shan Ming glanced at his young master's dark face, and became more and more angry: "Master..."

"Get out!" Xiang Yunzheng yelled, his chest heaving.

He asked her what happened to her face?She refused to talk, but she was willing to tell a boy!