After almost wearing, I sprinkled candy with the paranoid gangster

Chapter 137 He Likes Me, This Beautiful Waste 14
Feng Chu put down the teacup, with no extra emotion on his face, "You pretty little trash, you will have to get married sooner or later."

Nan Wanyan winked at him.

Wanted to confirm what he meant.

"We slept for half a month, didn't you have any feelings for me...?"

His eyes were cold, and the corners of his lips were teasing, "I'm a devil, how can I have feelings?"

Nan Wanyan retracted her legs and hugged her knees with her hands.

Trying to impress him again.

"If there is no emotion, then there will always be affection?"

"mutual affection?"

He chuckled.

The lines of the face became a bit cold and hard, and the thin lips spit out ruthless words.

"Yanyan, our friendship lies in that I don't intend to kill you anymore."

Nan Wanyan was slightly startled.

However, this is much better than the worst outcome, being killed by him.

"Thank you for not killing me..."

After she finished speaking.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Lying on the bed, she saw him still sitting there, and suddenly asked a question.

"What about other than that?"

Feng Chu didn't look at her, and the breath on his body was also unpredictable.

He moved his bright red lips, "Yanyan, I wish your husband-in-law treats you better."

With these words, a little bit of coldness faded away.

Nan Wanyan hugged the quilt and let out a "hmm".

The fundus of the eyes returned to coolness.

Feng Chu won't take her away, it seems that she has to find a way to leave Nan's house by herself.

As for the fiancé mentioned by the system, she can only go to Tianyang City to meet her.

before going to bed.

She sighed and murmured softly, "I'm a little waste, I can only ask for blessings."

"..."

Feng Chu raised his fingertips and extinguished the candles in the room.

in the dark.

He stared in the direction of the bed.

Listening to the small sound when the girl turned over.

It's not the same as in the past, and she is treated like that pig again, holding her in his arms.

There was a glint in his long eyes, dark and mocking.

There was an imperceptible whisper.

"How can you become dependent on me, the devil..."
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The sky is bright.

When Nanwan smoked, she found that Feng Chu was not there.

Tomorrow is the day when Murong Xi will send someone to pick her up.

She planned to leave the mansion today to see Murong Xi, trying to find a way to delay the time.

So that she can prepare before fleeing.

She found out the original owner, put on the only clothes that were still new, and then sat in front of the mirror and combed her long hair.

I found two hairpins and was about to insert them into the bun.

Just listen to the door, it creaks——

Feng Chu walked in from outside the house.

His body seemed to be covered with a layer of early morning frost, and he looked even paler, but his lips were still as red as blood.

The morbidity and demonic sense are stronger.

"My lord, where should I put my hairpin so that it looks good?"

Nan Wanyan asked for his opinion.

Feng Chu lowered his eyes to see her fiddling with the two broken hairpins, and her hair was tied loosely.

She didn't seem to know that her face was already pretty enough.

No one will care about these.

He walked over and untied her from the blue silk hanging behind her back, and untied the ribbon tied into a dead knot.

Fingertips ran through her black and soft hair, combed them well, then hooked the ribbon and tied a bow.

Nan Wanyan was a little surprised and said something softly.

"thanks……"

She noticed that Feng Chu's face was a little tired, and she couldn't help asking him.

"My lord, you haven't slept all night?"

"where did you go?"

"Have you found a new animal pet?"

"Is it more comfortable to hold than me..."

Feng Chu withdrew his hand and stopped there.

Eyes down.

The long eyelashes are buried, and the fundus of the eyes is dark.

him last night.

Killed a lot of pigs.

(End of this chapter)