Concubine's Pond

The smile on the handsome face froze, and slowly put it away, he looked at her, his eyes were as deep as night, and as sharp as knives, as if he wanted to see into her heart from her eyes!

Luo Ran turned a blind eye to his probing eyes and drank on his own.

Her white jade-like cheeks turned a charming blush from the alcohol, which set off the enchanting red plum on her smooth forehead, which was shockingly beautiful.

Mo Xun lost his mind for a moment, his heart beating like thunder.

Although the time was only a short moment, this plum blossom turned into poison and quietly invaded the heart and bone marrow.

"Yes...but before that, you have to answer my three questions first." He stared at her, his thin lips were dazzlingly curved, and his mysterious and deep black eyes shone like a river of stars in the sky.

"Say." She raised her eyebrows, her wanton and lazy posture was like a poisonous poppy.

"The first question, why did you call me Brother Xun when we met for the first time? We should have never met before, right?" He asked lightly, without any emotion.The white jade-like fingers stretched out without hesitation, provoking her delicate chin evilly!

Luo Ran's body shook suddenly, and the white porcelain bowl brought to his lips froze there.

The brilliance in the black pupil dimmed.

It's like experiencing the vicissitudes of life in an instant, and the vicissitudes of life have settled into a quiet night.

She just looked at him quietly, letting him pick her chin.

long silence.

Mo Xun stared at her patiently, with an indescribable wantonness between the brows and eyes of his handsome face.

"Because you look a lot like a person."

The thick black eyelashes fluttered lightly, raised his head and drank the wine in the porcelain bowl in one breath, Luo Ran smiled freely and reborn, as bright as the spring water flowing quietly after the prosperity in the mirror, bright and sad.

"How similar is it?" Mo Xun quickly withdrew his hand as if being burned by her smile, his eyes were as deep as a dark fire, and his heart seemed to be pressed by a cold boulder.

"Except for the color of your eyes, they are almost identical. You even have the word 'Xun' in your names." She tilted her pretty face, and the light in her eyes flowed across his handsome face like a gentle moonlight, sparkling pink. Moist lips, but in the next moment spit out a sentence that was calm and breezy but soaked in blood——

"But, he died, in my arms."