Moreover, it has occupied countless impressions in Xia Zixuan's memory.
However, under those greedy and disgusting wolf eyes, he still had to please the man who indulged himself.
These feelings made Xia Zixuan feel embarrassed.
The jailer who was watching the drink outside laughed out loud when he heard the seductive rough breathing.
"These death row inmates live a more free life than we do."
"Yeah, now that this idea has come, I can do it as soon as I want. We can't compare."
"Don't talk about this, cheers."
Death row prisoners have "meat" to eat, but they have wine to drink, but their lives will not be lost.
Therefore, their lives are still much better than those of death row prisoners.
If you get angry after hearing this, just go home directly to your mother-in-law after get off work and get under the covers.
"Zhaifeng."
After Xia Furong left the death row, she went to the place where she had an appointment with Bu Zhanfeng.
Sure enough, Bu Zhanfeng was already waiting in the willow pavilion by the lake.
Seeing Bu Zhanfeng's heroic appearance and high-spirited slender body, his face turned red and his heart was filled with excitement.
This is the man she will spend her life with.
"Furong, you're here."
Bu Zhanfeng and Xia Furong are already engaged, so naturally there is no need for Miss Xia to come, Mr. Bu will go instead.
Coincidentally, a gust of wind blew up, slightly blowing up the flow on Xia Furong's forehead.
As a martial arts practitioner, Bu Zhanfeng had really good eyesight. He was shocked to see a hideous scar the size of a copper coin on Xia Furong's face.
When he saw the scar, Bu Zhanfeng's heart tightened and he felt very uncomfortable.
If it weren't for the gust of wind, he would have forgotten that Xia Furong had so many shortcomings.
The scar on his forehead that is as big as a copper coin and cannot be removed is an exaggeration to say it is disfiguring.
Bu Zhanfeng looked at Xia Furong's right hand again.
Bu Zhanfeng knew that Xia Furong's right hand had been kicked by a horse.
Therefore, that hand is almost useless and cannot use any strength at all.
Xia Furong obviously has such shortcomings.
No one mentioned it before, that's because Xia Furong is the daughter of the prime minister and has good looks.
As far as Xia Furong's situation is concerned, the person she marries in the future will definitely be the best among men.
Therefore, how could a smart person offend Xia Furong.
Even if she had to say something mean, she would only say it behind Xia Furong's back.
Xia Furong seemed to feel Bu Zhanfeng's malicious gaze, and quickly stretched out her hand to smooth her hair.
Others may have forgotten it, but as a party involved.
Xia Furong has never forgotten the big scar on her forehead and her weak right hand.
She just tried to ignore them as much as possible.
Xia Furong straightened out Liu Hai and made sure to cover the scar, then looked at Bu Zhanfeng.
At this time, Bu Zhanfeng's whole body felt like a sheathed sword to Xia Furong.
As a soldier, all the murderous intent has been completely restrained.
What Xia Furong could feel from Bu Zhanfeng was his elegant scholarly spirit.
When Bu Zhanfeng's bottomless black eyes looked at Xia Furong so intently.
Xia Furong's calm heart beat involuntarily, and the blush on her face became brighter and brighter.
Seeing such an outstanding Bu Zhanfeng, Xia Furong unconsciously touched her Liu Hai again.
She must have misjudged her just now. Zhan Feng liked her, so how could he dislike her?
Even if Xia Furong thought so, in the subsequent contact.
Xia Furong had been guarding against the strong wind blowing her hair open again.