The rogue prince and the god of war

Hua Xiaojuan joyfully raised her middle finger at him, looking like a villain.

The sword in Cang Lanyu's hand trembled again.

——||I really want to give her a sword happily.

Moving his eyes down, Cang Lanyu's gaze inevitably came into contact with a certain woman's wanton breasts and exquisite waist after being soaked in water.His gaze couldn't help but suffocate.

I have only seen the face of this ugly girl all the time, but I didn't expect this ugly girl to have such a good figure.It turns out that this woman still has some redeeming qualities.However, in an instant, Cang Lanyu felt ashamed of the thought that he suddenly became hot.

Because a certain woman suddenly grabbed a passer-by and yelled, "Take off your clothes!"

Passerby A was so frightened that he knelt down with a thud: "Woman Xia, spare my life."

Silently turning his head away, Cang Lanyu said to Yunchu with his usual expression: "Let's go swimming in the lake."

... Yun Chu nodded with great pressure, and left with him.

They don't know that ugly girl, really don't!

Hua Xiaojuan put on the snatched clothes, looked at the slowly sliding flower boat, with a treacherous smile on the corner of her mouth, turned and left.

You just wait, the girl is the one who has revenge and revenge, the best show is yet to come.

Hua Xiaojuan happily walked towards the brothel street. In the slightly humid weather, mist gradually formed. Hua Xiaojuan frowned, thinking that it might rain today, so she went to the umbrella shop and bought an umbrella.

When she bent down, the familiar scent of sweet-scented osmanthus brushed past her, and Hua Xiaolan's hand holding the umbrella stiffened. The familiar feeling made her back sweat for a while.Turning around abruptly, Hua Xiaojuan looked at the crowd in Chuanxi, her eyes condensed coldly.

However, there is nothing behind, nothing can be found.

There is no familiar scent of sweet-scented osmanthus, no... Ye Wuyan.

"It's... an illusion."

How could Ye Wuyan be here, haha.With a self-deprecating smile, Hua Xiaojuan turned around and took the umbrella.

"Sorry, can you give me this umbrella?" With a cold voice and a ghostly scent, Hua Xiaojuan's eyes widened and her fingers trembled slightly.

Looking back, that handsome and indifferent face is close at hand.

In this other world, in this unreal Canglan Continent, Hua Xiaojuan couldn't believe that she really met this person again.

Hua Xiaojuan stared at him blankly, unable to speak any words for a while.

This man would come to her dreams every night, and he was in all her dreams and nightmares.His whispers, his intimacy, his cruelty, his indifference.She remembered every bit of it, and his name was still so unforgettable when she said it now.

Ye Wuyan, why did you appear here...