Peerless Forensic Doctor: Leng Wang's Waste Chai Concubine

Chapter 119 Is Xuanyuan Che Jealous?

The joy of regaining what was lost made his heart, which has been restless these days, calm down instantly.

"My Niannian..." Luo Mingxuan sighed lowly, his beautiful peach eyes were filled with a smile.

Finally, you are back in my arms.

Although it has been a long time, it is still not too late.

Good thing it's not too late...

Slowly and gently, Luo Mingxuan's big hands with well-defined joints and translucence, as delicate and smooth as high-grade white jade, stroked from her delicate eyebrows to the red lips that he was thinking about.

With a serious expression, he carefully looked at this face that was different from his memory.

Under a pair of slender eyebrows curved like a crescent moon, the almond pupils slightly raised at the corners of the eyes are mixed with a little tenderness.On her palm-sized melon-seeded face, her facial features are soft and beautiful, but her tightly pursed red lips show her stubborn and unruly personality.

Far less delicate than it appears on the surface.

Although his appearance has changed, his temperament has not changed, and the places he is familiar with have not changed at all...

Luo Mingxuan looked at the face close at hand almost obsessively, and the tenderness that remained in his heart was completely released, and the soft light in those beautiful peach blossom eyes was so beautiful that it almost made people drown in it and couldn't extricate themselves.

Holding a strand of soft hair hanging down her cheek, she gently put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed the faint fragrance on it. The corner of Luo Mingxuan's lips curled into an inexplicable smile.

"Right now, it depends on the person outside the door, how to make a choice."

How could this well-arranged drama have a perfect ending without the intervention of a third party?
Luo Mingxuan leaned over slightly, and a soft and shallow kiss fell on the black hair lying on his fingertips.

Nian Nian, you can only be mine.

Even though the afternoon outside was shining brightly, people were so hot that they were about to sweat, but Xuanyuan Che felt chills in his heart one after another.

He seemed to be left in an ice cave, and the thoughts in his mind stopped working for a moment.

That kind of writhing and churning emotion from the innermost part of his heart, the anger that he had finally suppressed was about to come out again.

For a moment, my mind was occupied by the picture of a talented man and a woman.

Xuanyuan Che's hands hanging by his sides were tightly squeezed, his thin lips were tightly pressed, and his handsome face was tense.

The whole person is like a bowstring that has been drawn, and the arrow is on the string, and it is only one opportunity away from bursting.

Inside and outside the house, there are completely two atmospheres.

Luo Mingxuan reclined on the couch in a leisurely manner, his chest was slightly opened, revealing his white and smooth chest.

Mo hair goes down the attractive collarbone, leading into an unknown area that invites people to explore.

The man's face is like a peach blossom, his lips are like vermilion red, with a cynical smile on his lips, and the enchanting red dress is shocking, and he is leaning against him in a charming and seductive posture.

From time to time, she lowered her eyes and glanced at the delicate woman lying on her side, the look in her peach blossom eyes became more and more gentle.

"Nian Nian, tell me...will he come?" Luo Mingxuan was playing with the black hair with his big hands, the thick ink-like color was entangled on the white fingertips, the color was distinct and very conspicuous.

If he had been watching this scene as a bystander, then this fiancé really didn't have the slightest right to stay by her side.

Luo Mingxuan was taking a nap with half-closed eyes, when a dark human figure appeared from the shadows in the originally empty master bedroom.

The man wore a black veil on his face, covering most of his face.There are fiery red marks tattooed around the exposed eyes, like an ancient totem.

His stature is similar to that of a rickety old man, but he walks like a willow with wind and without sloppiness. His eyes are shining brightly, and because of the pattern that is as hot as a flame, the whole person looks radiant and extraordinarily energetic. .

"My son." Roja bowed to the evil man on the bed, his tone extremely respectful. "Master, please go back."

Hearing this, Luo Mingxuan frowned slightly, "What happened?"

He looked around, and leaned over to Luo Mingxuan to whisper a few words into Na Luo Mingxuan's ear.

Luo Mingxuan's pupils shrank, the arms holding Yun Xiran froze, his thin lips were pursed, feeling a little unhappy in his heart.

It was hard for him to get the opportunity to be with the person he wanted to see for a short while, and he was going back in less than half an hour.

Seeing Luo Mingxuan's complicated expression, and then looking at the woman in his arms, Luo Ya vaguely guessed something in his heart, but he was still a little surprised.

Since he was a child, he didn't like other women to touch him within three feet. When... began to have such intimate contact with other women?
If it's normal, it's fine for the son to make a fuss a little bit, man, who doesn't have one or two romantic affairs that can be talked about?

But looking at Luo Mingxuan's expression...

Could it be, is it serious?

But when Roja thought of the person behind him, he felt a pang of regret, and insisted: "My lord, everything should be based on the overall situation—"

Luo Mingxuan's fluctuating heart stopped instantly, he frowned, and suddenly sighed quietly.

"That's it."

It seems regretful, it seems reluctance.

Leaning over and gently kissing the red lips she had dreamed of, her peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and the gentle and slightly sad eyes were drawn away.

miss...

In the bottom of his heart, he silently called the name that had been lingering in his heart for a long time.

Luo Mingxuan got up, tucked up the quilt for her thoughtfully, and finally adjusted his clothes.

Before leaving, Luo Mingxuan's depressed mood, which had been suppressed with great difficulty, was aroused again by Song Hui who was lying unconscious at the door.Indignantly, he kicked up the acupoint he had touched just now.

Song Hui shook his body, opened his eyes in a daze, his mind was still a little unclear.

"Follow the agreed plan!"

A bloodthirsty and gloomy cold shout immediately woke him up.

Song Hui got up from the ground belatedly, and saw Yun Xiran sleeping with his eyes closed on the bed. Looking around, he didn't see the tall figure he had seen before.

But the bursts of pain in his chest, as well as his unstoppable trembling body, showed that what he heard just now was not an illusion.

Song Hui subconsciously touched the sachet pinned to his waist, and when he found the little fragrant medicine inside, the anxiety in his heart grew bigger and bigger.

Sometimes people's hunch is really right.

Things like the sixth sense are still very useful in most cases.

When Song Hui stood up from the ground and finally relieved the heart-piercing pain in his chest, he just walked a few steps to the side of the bed, and put his hand on the quilt, even the quilt on the quilt. I didn't even touch a layer of gold silk embroidery, and suddenly I heard the harsh "squeak" sound of the door being kicked open.

He hadn't realized what was going on, and felt someone kicked his back into the back of his heart again, and even the pain from just now was pinching back and forth to stimulate his senses, and the pain was so painful that he almost vomited out a mouthful of old blood.

A gust of black wind blew in front of him, he was still lying on the ground, and before he could recover for a long time, that figure was already standing in front of him, looking down at him in a condescending posture.

"What were you going to do just now?" The extremely cold and indifferent voice said slowly.

Song Hui trembled violently, the little fear in his heart was infinitely magnified, he retorted subconsciously: "No, I didn't do anything..."

The corners of Xuanyuan Che's lips curled up, and he smiled slightly. It was obviously an admirable and handsome posture. The smile on the corners of his lips was more like a spring flower with water, a flash in the pan, but it made people feel chills all over.

He lifted his foot lightly, stepped on the exposed wrist with his toes, and gradually increased his strength.

Song Hui's face became paler and paler, and his whole body trembled from the pain.

"Say, what did you want to do just now?" Xuanyuan Che slowly increased his strength, and the smile on his lips became bigger and bigger, making people's hearts tremble more and more.

After these two double blows to Song Hui's mind and body, he was already overwhelmed. He is a simple little person, how could he stand up to this round of torture?

Then begged for mercy: "I really didn't want to do anything, just, just put the quilt on Princess Xiran..."

Only then did Xuanyuan Che narrow his eyes coldly, and moved away the foot that was on his wrist.

"Get out." He shouted coldly, and walked towards Yun Xiran without looking back.

His face was cold, but his heart was trembling uncontrollably.

Song Hui said there was nothing, did he believe it?

Song Hui's clothes were half undressed and his expression was sluggish, which is what most men who have experienced many personnel incidents have.Looking back at Yun Xiran on the bed...

Xuanyuan Che's gaze towards her became more and more complicated.

All three thousand blue silks were unfolded and scattered on the bed, giving off a messy beauty.

However, that delicate little face was different from the white and morbid paleness of the past, replaced by a rosy, bright and delicate pink.

There was a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, her eyes were tightly closed, her long eyebrows were slightly frowned, as if she had not slept peacefully.

What a picture of a lively beauty falling asleep.

And on that soft and rosy lips, there was an obvious swollen blush.

At first glance it is...

The appearance of being picked.

Xuanyuan Che's heart suddenly twitched.

They are...

Xuanyuan Che is not an ignorant young man ignorant of human affairs, this scene, no matter how you look at it, is the appearance after a lot of upheavals.

Yun Xiran, are you really with this man of unknown origin who appeared halfway?

Xuanyuan Che suddenly felt a little powerless, and the complex emotions of jealousy and worry surged into his heart in an instant, making him extremely uncomfortable.

What is he?
Or is it really just as she said before, just a simple ally relationship and nothing else?

Xuanyuan Che didn't dare to think about it.

Song Hui, who was lying on the ground, had already disappeared without a trace, and the empty room was extremely quiet for a while, except for the light and shallow breathing of the person on the bed.

Is it tired to fall asleep?
Xuanyuan Che looked at it, and suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly, turned around, and strode out of Changning Pavilion without hesitation. .

He never looked back at the woman he had been thinking about all the time.

Crazy, he is really crazy...

Xuanyuan Che's heart trembled uncontrollably, and even the figure that left in a hurry seemed to be running away.

(End of this chapter)