Hua Xiaojuan happily raised her middle finger at him, looking like a villain who has succeeded.
The sword in Cang Lanyu's hand shook again.
——||I really want to give her a sword.
Moving his eyes downward, Cang Lanyu's eyes inevitably came into contact with a certain woman's unbridled breasts and her exquisite waist that was soaked with water. His eyes couldn't help but suffocate.
I had only seen the face of this ugly girl, but I didn't expect that this ugly girl had such a good figure. It turned out that this woman had some merits. However, in an instant, Cang Lanyu felt ashamed of his sudden hot idea.
Because a certain woman suddenly grabbed a passerby and yelled: "Take off your clothes!"
Passerby A was so frightened that he knelt down with a thud: "Xia Xia, spare your life."
Silently turning his head away, Cang Lanyu said to Yunchu with a normal expression: "Let's go to the lake."
...Yunchu nodded with great pressure and left with him.
They don't know that ugly girl, they really don't!
Hua Xiaojuan put on the clothes he snatched, looked at the slowly sliding flower boat, a sly smile appeared on his lips, and turned around.
Just wait, the girl is a master who must take revenge, and the fun is yet to come.
Hua Xiaojuan happily walked towards the brothel street. In the slightly humid weather, mist gradually began to appear. Hua Xiaojuan frowned, thinking that it might rain today, so he went to an umbrella store and bought an umbrella.
When she leaned down, the familiar scent of sweet-scented osmanthus brushed past her. Hua Xiaojuan's hand holding the umbrella stiffened for a moment. The familiar feeling caused a cold sweat to break out on her back. She suddenly turned around and looked at Hua Xiaojuan.
The crowd looked at the river with cold eyes.
But there was nothing behind him, nothing to be found.
There is no familiar scent of osmanthus, no... Ye Wuyan.
"It's...an illusion."
Why is Ye Wuyan here, haha. With a self-deprecating smile, Hua Xiaojuan turned around and picked up the umbrella.
"I'm sorry, can you give me this umbrella?" With the cold voice and the ghostly fragrance, Hua Xiaojuan's eyes widened and his fingers trembled slightly.
Looking back, that handsome and indifferent face is very close at hand.
In this other world, in this unreal Canglan Continent, Hua Xiaojuan couldn't believe that she really met this person again.
Hua Xiaojuan stared at him blankly, unable to find any words for a moment.
This man would come to her dreams every night, and he would appear in all her nightmares. His whispers, his intimacy, his cruelty, and his indifference. She remembered every bit of it.
His name is still so unforgettable when I read it now.