Ximen Zhe knocked on his head, swallowed, moistened his saliva, moistened his dry lips, took a deep breath, jumped onto his back and ran forward.
It's a little dark and rainy
Ximenzhe clamped his horse's belly and rode it as fast as possible[
Suddenly, a thin figure rushed out from the haystack beside the road and blocked the horse.
Ximen Zhe quickly tightened the reins and stopped in time to stop the horse before he could not step on the rash ghost.
"Please save me." A thin-clothed woman knelt in the road and shivered with fear and trembling voice. Her face was covered with sweat oozing out of her eagerness due to running. She was full of fear and expectation.
Ximen Zhe squinted his eyes and looked at the woman's petite cheeks, with a pair of smart big eyes. Although her face was not amazing, she had a unique charm. If it weren't for the broken hair that was covered with sweat, she would have been. A clean and elegant face
Looking at this face carefully, it looks a bit like Su Ranhua's soft pure star-shining eyes, which he saw first on the hillside of Wan'an Temple.
The woman's clothes were a little messy, as if they were torn to pieces through the open collar, revealing half of the white neck. The burning Nanhen swallowed his saliva unconsciously. In a trance, he seemed to see the Su Ranhua in his memory. His real Su Ran painting
"Please save me" The woman's voice trembled again. In the remote wasteland, people rarely visited a person. She was caught by a life-saving straw and was unwilling to let go easily.
"Qiu Ran Qiu Ran" sounded from the distance of the road
"Please" the woman was obviously even more afraid and looked at Ximen Zhe with anticipation.
"Okay" Yin Luo Ximen Zhe jumped off the horse without hesitation and grabbed the woman and took her to jump onto the horse's back. The cool movement was completed in one go
Ximen Zhe led the woman to ride a horse and run to another winding road. A hurried figure turned from the intersection on the side of the haystack before, constantly calling "Qiu Ran" eagerly.
Zuo Qiuran sat behind Ximen Zhe and left the screams far away before he took a breath and said, "Thank you" to the owner with a generous back in front of him.
The sound is as pleasant as Su Ran’s paintings flying a kite in Wan'an Temple back then
Ximen Zhe's heart was thrilling and without saying a word, he led Zuo Qiuran to the Sunset Ridge.
The sky is getting cloudy and raindrops are falling down
It's her
When Ximen Zhe took action to save people, he had an idea in his heart. Now he needed a woman very much. The woman who suddenly appeared made him contact Su Ranhua and touched the memories that had been buried in his heart.
Su Ran's painting of Su Ran in Wan'an Temple will never forget it. It's just that he doesn't want to mention it anymore and doesn't want to touch it more often.
The body's yuwn and the memory of that year made Ximen Zhe decide to indulge himself so that he could rescue him from the unbearable bear ** rather than saving people, it was because he wanted to be saved [
Ximen Zhe took Zuo Qiuran to the gloomy weather of Sunrise Ridge, and it was even rare to see a figure in Sunrise Ridge.
The ** in Ximen Zhe's body has burned to the peak of wanting to vent. He has been able to hold on for so long since the charming poison has been around for so long. Thanks to his profound skills, if it were an ordinary person, he would have fallen under Mrs. Taohua or faced Li Xueyun. It's already broken
As soon as the horse stopped on the grass under the Sunset Ridge, Ximen Zhe hooked Zuo Qiuran and took her to the grass and bullied her.
Zuo Qiuran opened his eyes wide and looked at the man pressing on him in horror. "What are you...you...what are you going to do?"
I thought I had met a good person but I became a demon in the blink of an eye
I thought I had escaped from the wolf cave by luck but I thought I had entered the tiger cave
"What do you think?" Ximen Zhe asked back and forth, his eyes flashed with sharp luster. All women actually knew what was going to happen. Li Xueyun would be afraid that this woman would be too
But he didn't care about thinking too much and pressing on her
"Ah no," Zuo Qiuran avoided the sharp eyes that seemed to take away everything from her and yelled while struggling hard.
But how could she, a weak woman, be able to withstand the extremely strong Ximen Zhe who had been caught in the charming and poisonous fire, letting Ximen Zhe ask for help so much, and she slid on the grass into the drizzle...
After venting happily, Ximen Zhe felt much more comfortable.
After having Yichen with Chuntao before, although he locked Su Ranhua by his side, he had never really touched her. After practicing asceticism in Wan'an Temple for eight years, he returned to the Western Palace and Chuntao. He was also respectful to each other.
It was the first time he vented his heart's contentment that he had experienced the peak of Wushan Cloud Rain for the first time due to the effect of medicine.
I'm just a little sorry for this woman. Ximen Zhe looked at Zuo Qiuran. The drizzle of rain washed away the two people's bodies and couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears on her face.
It was the damn drugged woman who made her do such a beastly thing
Ximen Zhe leaned over and looked down at the face with his eyes closed and closed, saying, "Remember my name is Ximen Zhe."
Ximen Zhe The current Xiwang people don’t know that he wants this woman to find him later and he will compensate her.
Suddenly, Ximen Zhe was stunned and looked at the woman under him. He suddenly opened his eyes and stared at him with a strong hatred. He clearly felt a heavy blow on the back of his head. He had just removed the medicine and could not bear the dizziness.
The body fell slightly to the side
Zuo Qiuran quickly got up and picked up his clothes that were poured by the rain and put them on his body. Then he hurriedly ran to the distance.
Ximen Zhe's last gaze fell on a crescent-shaped birthmark on Zuo Qiuran's waist. The dark birthmark was very annoying on this white and graceful tombt, but it also had a bit of special stunning beauty.
Ximen Zhe, whose head was damaged, could no longer support his physical strength. He grabbed the woman who was leaving. Nai closed his eyes and fell on the grass in the rain...
When he woke up, it was already dark and rain had stopped. Ximen Zhe picked up his clothes and wrung them out. He wore them and touched the back of his head. He quickly returned to the Xiwang Mansion. The people in the mansion were simply said that he was attacked and injured by someone.
"Is this matter really related to the Prime Minister's Mansion?" Ximen Yichen looked at the bloody mouth falling on Ximen Zhe's head and asked [
It should be that it was not heavy but not light, and it would inevitably leave scars.