Fast wear strategy female with poison

Chapter 32 Attacking the Enemy Emperor
After sitting in the teahouse for half an hour, Xue An seemed to have gotten the news he wanted, and he got up and left with the scenery, just like when he came, the two of them still kept their positions one behind the other, if he didn't speak, then She will not say a word.

As the saying goes, there are unpredictable things in the sky, it was sunny just now, and now suddenly dark clouds gathered, and it rained suddenly, pedestrians on the street avoided to go home, hawkers quickly closed their stalls, and there were fewer and fewer people on the street. Xue An and Feng Jing stood under the same roof to shelter from the rain. Although their speed was not slow, they were more or less wet.

Xue An watched an old couple walking slowly under an umbrella, and felt a curious gaze locked on him. He tilted his head, looked down at the girl who couldn't reach his shoulder, and raised his eyebrows and asked: " how?"

"Your face..." She seemed to have some scruples, so she didn't dare to finish.

Xue An touched his ear temples, only to find that his human skin mask had separated from his skin at the edge because of the water, he smiled indifferently and said, "Do you want to see what I look like under my mask?" ?”

She nodded first, then shook her head immediately.

"Don't worry, even if you see it, I won't kill you."

She wondered, "Really?"

"If I lie to you, I will never be able to marry the woman I love for the rest of my life."

Wow, this swears enough poison!

"But..." She still frowned hesitantly, "What if you like a man?"

Xue An paused, raised her hand and slapped her on the top of the head, "What have you been thinking about all day? I guarantee my personality, I like women."

Only then did Fengguang soothe his brows, "Okay then, after I read it, you promise you won't kill me."

"Hmm." He nodded impatiently.

What a silly girl, he said he wouldn't kill her, but he didn't say he wouldn't make her blind and comatose forever.

As the mask was peeled off bit by bit, a pale face that had not seen sunlight for a long time was exposed in the air. The face was as clear as a sculpture, with sickly pale complexion, light-colored thin lips, and a pair of peach blossom eyes. It was a foggy night, and if you were not careful, you would sink into it. Everything was perfect, except for the right cheek, the burn marks from the fire, like a piece of white paper with a little ink on it, everyone first The eye will pay attention to the ink.

The scenery was stunned.

One, two... Xue An silently counted in her heart, and when she counted to three, she would definitely let out a piercing but delightful scream, but before the scream came, his right face was covered with a Only a cold hand.

Xue An bumped into her water-clear eyes and froze for a moment.

Fengjing suddenly withdrew her hand again, she looked around, and unexpectedly ran into a pastry shop not far away, the snow was dark so she looked at her back, and soon, she ran back in the heavy rain. Under the eaves, all the actions only took a minute or two.

Her hair was wet against her face, her clothes were wrinkled from the rain, and her white embroidered shoes were also stained by water from stepping in a puddle. She stretched out her hand and showed a green smile , said in a small voice: "When I was a child, every time I was injured because of playing, my mother would give me a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake. After eating sweet things, no matter how uncomfortable I was, my mood became better. These sweet-scented osmanthus cakes are for you. .”

The atmosphere of silence spread, her raised hand gradually became sore, and he didn't move. After a few seconds, he suddenly chuckled, and finally stretched out his hand, but knocked off the hand in her hand. s things.

The sweet-scented osmanthus cake ran out of the paper bag and scattered on the ground, and was soon soaked by the rain and shattered...

She took a step away from him in bewilderment.

Feeling this feeling of being feared again, he immediately felt comfortable all over, and his eyes were full of coldness, but he could say softly and slowly: "These are just things for children to eat."

(End of this chapter)