Suddenly I remembered the smell of Ziyu when I met him in the suburbs a few days ago.
It was so sharp, so ferocious, so bloodthirsty and murderous. He had never seen such a fish before. It was as if it had the skin of the fish he knew. The inside was completely different.
It's a pity that the young master gave him a look that made him dare not ask or think too much. He only dared to bury what he saw that day in his heart.
But now, the person in front of me smiles gracefully and indifferently. Although he still has the playfulness of the past, he does not have the weak and helpless temperament at all. It seems that he has experienced a sudden change and cannot go back to the original one.
Heartless and heartless.
Strange, really strange.
Hanyang's eyes were so focused that Ziyu turned his head and saw everything flashing in Hanyang's eyes.
Ziyu couldn't help but lowered his eyes slightly.
Now that she remembered the heart-wrenching past, she had no intention of deliberately forgetting or hiding it. She was who she was, no matter what she looked like. If you could accept it, then accept it. If you couldn't accept it, that was their own business. She asked herself to live on her own.
If you are safe, why should you care what others think.
Then he opened his mouth fiercely towards Hanyang, revealing his white teeth, and bit him as if he wanted to eat Hanyang.
Hanyang was startled by Ziyu's move and took a step back involuntarily.
Seeing this, Ziyu quietly rolled his eyes and laughed.
Seeing this, Han Yang's face twisted with anger, he turned his head away from Ziyu and concentrated on watching the fire.
Ziyu chuckled when he saw this.
At this time, Beiming Changfeng, who had walked around the stove, stopped in front of Ziyu, his dark eyes as bright as stars. He looked at the smile on Ziyu's lips, lowered his head and kissed her without saying a word.
This Ziyu with a different smile than before makes people more pleasing to the eye.
"Huh." He lowered his head without thinking, and suddenly a breath of cold air came towards him. The silvery ice in the cold air was as sharp as a sword, and it shot towards Beiming Changfeng's face.
Beiming Changfeng's face suddenly changed slightly, and he turned his feet in an instant, dodging to the side. At the same time, he reacted very quickly and grabbed the sword that had not been refined yet, and slashed at the ice thread.
"Bang." A slight collision sounded. The ice thread did not penetrate the sword in Beiming Changfeng's hand, but froze the long sword at the moment of contact.
Beiming Changfeng looked at the frozen long knife in his hand, his eyes slightly wrinkled, and he turned to look at the top of Ziyu's head.
There, the ice silkworm that ran over a few days ago was standing up in a majestic manner, shaking its chubby body towards Beiming Changfeng, then slithering towards Ziyu's cheek and pouting its little
He almost couldn't find his mouth, and kissed Ziyu's lips with a squeak. Then, he crawled back to Ziyu's head, entangled himself in Ziyu's hair, and shook his body toward Beiming Changfeng in demonstration.
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Beiming Changfeng slowly narrowed his eyes. An ice silkworm was demonstrating towards him, demonstrating that it had kissed his wife, but he himself had not kissed her.
His authority was actually challenged by an ice silkworm.
"Pfft." Bei Mingyou couldn't hold it back when he saw this scene and burst out laughing.
"Don't laugh." Hanyang quickly covered Bei Minyou's mouth, hugged the person and hid on the other side. This was the first time that their eldest son's authority was provoked, and the consequences were probably very serious.
Ziyu also didn't expect that the ice silkworm above her head would not allow Beiming Changfeng to kiss her, and she couldn't help but laugh for a moment.