The Evil King Xun Fei: Don't mess with the femme fatale

After a long time, she heard the boy's faint voice: "It's not just responsible!"

The young man held her face in his hands and looked at it steadily. The young girl's skin was already very fair, and she didn't like to be like the women nowadays who love to use makeup. She only smeared a thin layer of balm. Among them, it seemed that her skin was as white and fragile as rice paper, as if it would be broken at the touch of a touch. The jet-black hair like a waterfall was scattered on her shoulders in a mess, as beautiful and bright as clumps of flower buds that had just grown. .

Yun Zheng stared at her quiet eyes like clear springs, and his clear voice was slightly hoarse, but the words were like pearls: "Xiao Ran, give me a chance, I am willing to take care of you for the rest of my life."

After all, it was still kindness. The care he gave was destined to be rich and rich, but this kind of glory and wealth was not what she wanted.

Lin Qingran struggled to get out of his arms, and pushed him away calmly, without any fluctuation in his expression, and said indifferently: "But I don't want to."

Why put your whole life in the hands of others, it is more realistic to believe in anything than not to believe in yourself.

Yun Zheng's face darkened, he didn't expect that Lin Qingran refused without hesitation when he was so sincere.

Yun Zheng's gaze gradually shrouded in a layer of mist, as if something isolated the real emotion in his eyes, his eyes were so deep that it was hard to see clearly.

A woman who wants to enter Prince Yun's mansion and become Concubine Yun may have thousands, if not tens of thousands.

But there is still such a woman in the world, who is indifferent and unmoved at all, and he also knows clearly that this girl is not trying to refuse but she really doesn't care about him.

This kind of cognition made him a little sour.

"Xiaoran, one day, you will be willing."

There was a faint smile on Yunzheng's warm and watery face again: "You don't want to because I'm not good enough. I will try my best to make myself better and make you willing."

When he was talking about this, he turned around suddenly, his eyes seemed to have flashes of light, and the bottom of his eyes was like an abyss, and he couldn't see the bottom at a glance, and he opened the curtain with big strides and walked away. Lin Qingran looked at his back, lightly Sighed lightly.

A shallow figure stood in the yard for an unknown how long, almost blending into the night.

Xu Changqing watched Yun Zheng walk out of Lin Qingran's room coldly, and couldn't help clenching his fists. There was a sharp light like ice in his eyes, like a sharp sword shining with cold light.

Did he lift a rock and shoot himself in the foot?

Yun Zheng has always been emotionless, how could he come out of Lin Qingran's boudoir in the middle of the night?

Did something happen between them that he didn't know about?

Xu Changqing looked at Yun Zheng who was approaching step by step, in the beautiful glass eyes, the black light in the eyes deepened, like carved clouds, lingering.

"A friend's wife, don't play tricks. I always thought that Brother Yun was an upright gentleman. Don't you know this sentence?"

Xu Changqing's handsome face was gloomy, and his voice was like ice and a knife.

Yun Zheng raised his eyebrows: "Is it a friend's wife? I remember that Brother Xu and Xiaoran married brothers and sisters with different surnames. How did they become friend's wives?"

"Ask knowingly!" Xu Changqing didn't think that with Yun Zheng's understanding of him, he knew that brothers and sisters with different surnames were just a way for him to retreat.

The four eyes meet, two ice flowers.

"I won't let go!"

"I won't let go!"

The two voices sounded almost at the same time, and both of them were staring at each other, neither of them willing to show weakness.