Late at night, Leng Yiran had been sitting in the study room. He heard the maid come over and said that Zhi Xing had drank some porridge and went to sleep. His uneasy heart could finally go back to his place for the time being.
He lit a cigar and kept it between his fingers. He turned around and looked out the window with cold eyes.
He was very clear about what Mi Zun did from the beginning. Including, he tried his best to catch pomme, including pomme inflicting five poisons on Zhi Xing... He knew all of this.
When Mi Zun said, "As long as the boss gets what you want, let me be the sinner." He and he already knew that the secrets between each other were no longer secrets.
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He raised his hand and silently took a puff of the cigar. In the smoke, that handsome and elegant face revealed a strange and sinister luster.
He wanted to get Weaver Star, he wanted to do it crazily!
Even if he tied her to his side for the rest of his life, he would never let her go!
Putting out his cigar in the ashtray, he stood up and walked out of the study.
The moonlight was bright and clear, and the room was peaceful.
The curtains swayed slightly, and then a tall figure was reflected.
He walked out gently, his white robe flowing elegantly and spotlessly clean. When he came to the bed and stared at the person sleeping on the bed, he suddenly frowned.
With his unique keenness, Pa Shi noticed a very familiar smell on her body. It was like a fox would understand the smell of chicken, and a wolf would be familiar with the smell of hare! He was also familiar with this feeling.
Ripe.
His eyes fell on her left wrist that was stretched out from the quilt. The crystals on the silver chain gave off a few strange gleams.
Pa Shi's eyes froze, and he was slightly surprised. Then, without wasting any time, he took out the crystal skull in his arms and brought it close. The crystal seemed to be resonated, with a few rays of light invisible to the naked eye.
It was slowly absorbed by the crystal skull.
He took the skull back, stuffed it into his arms, stared at Weaver Star, and an interesting smile appeared on his lips.
What a surprise.
Fortunately, she always wore the crystal he gave her, otherwise...
Steady footsteps sounded in the corridor. Pa Shi raised his eyebrows and came to the window very quickly, but paused, turned back and glanced at Zhi Xing, "You should be awake tomorrow, right?"
The door armrest was turned by someone, his eyes changed, and his figure immediately disappeared out of the window.
Leng Yiran walked in and seemed to smell something unusual in the air. He narrowed his eyes and looked around warily. Except for the curtains, which were occasionally lifted by the wind, everything in the room was quiet.
Quietly.
He lowered his eyes, walked up to the bed, and sat quietly next to her, staring at the pretty face with frowning eyebrows. He lovingly stretched out his hand to touch the center of her eyebrows, but he couldn't smooth it out.
Did you dream about something?
Or, did someone appear in her dream?
Thinking of this, Leng Yiran couldn't calm down. She finally returned to him, and he would never allow her to think about that person!
no way!
His eyes fell on the diamond ring on her hand, and it immediately stung his eyes.
He tightened his eyes, grabbed her hand, took off the ring, held it tightly in his palm, stood up quickly, and walked out of her room without looking back.
A thin layer of cold sweat gradually formed on Zhi Xing's forehead. He clutched the sheets with both hands, but he couldn't extricate himself from the strange dream.
In the dream, a devilishly beautiful man, who always looked extremely lazy, curled his fingers at her and called her "cat".
In the dream, she put on a holy white wedding dress, walked on the red carpet, and walked towards the man who loved and doted on her.
In the dream, she parted ways with him and made a promise of three lives...
"Master Jie!" His closed eyes suddenly opened, and he sat up suddenly.
At this time, it was already dawn, and the maid next to her was startled, "Miss, you..."
Zhixing was breathing heavily, but her cat eyes were bright. She suddenly jumped out of bed and ran out barefoot. The maid was startled and quickly chased after her, "Miss, where are you going? Miss?"
Zhixing ignored it, and his blank mind was being filled bit by bit by that person's figure.
There is only one person in my heart, Yan Shengjie!
At this moment, her waist tightened and someone hugged her, "Zhixing, where are you going?"
"Let me go!" Zhi Xing struggled, and when he turned around and saw Leng Yiran, he immediately shouted angrily, "Leng Yiran, let me go!"
Her attitude had undergone a 180-degree change from yesterday. Leng Yiran was stunned for a moment, then stared at her with stern eyes, gritted his teeth, and asked word by word, "
You...are going to find him?"
When I asked this question, I kept praying in my heart, don't admit it, don't admit it!!
Zhi Xing glared and yelled back angrily, "Yes, I just want to find him!"
At that moment, all hopes were shattered, and his temporarily beaten heart was wounded to pieces again. Anger spread across his handsome face, so that it was slightly distorted, with extreme heartache.
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"I don't allow you to go find him! No! Do you hear that?" After roaring, he directly picked her up and strode towards the room.
Zhi Xing clenched his hands into fists and kept beating them, kicking his legs randomly, "Same goes for Leng! I will hate you! Let me go!!"
"Hate it. If you want to hate it, just hate it! That's the way that suits you and me!" Leng Yiran walked into the room and threw her hard on the bed. Zhixing jumped up and rushed over. Now she is
, it is no longer what it used to be. With the skills of fists and kicks, it is not a problem to deal with several people at once, but it is not enough to face Leng. In addition, she has consumed a lot of physical strength since her fall, and it is not possible at all.
his opponent.
Leng Yiran dodged and quickly pressed her on the bed. His angry eyes were burned red by the flames, "Why do you want to think of him? Why?!"
Zhixing laughed suddenly, and the laughter was full of sarcasm, "Because, the person I love is him..."
As soon as she finished speaking, her expression suddenly froze, and then the familiar pain appeared again. This time, it was not in the internal organs of the body, but all concentrated on her head.
"Ah -" Zhi Xing screamed, his head felt like thousands of needles pricking him, and big beads of sweat dripped down his cheeks.
Seeing her strangeness, Leng Yiran was startled. He immediately let her go and nervously helped her up, "Zhi Xing, what's wrong with you? Zhi Xing?"
Zhi Xing held her head in her hands and kept rolling on the bed. Leng Yiran reacted instantly and grabbed her hands immediately, "Listen, you can't think about that guy, and you can't be tempted by him! And you can't fall in love!