"You think I'm as stupid as you, huh?" Beiming Liancheng's index finger curled slightly and flicked on her forehead with a bang.
Nangong Baiye clenched her fists, she decided that her resistance would start with hitting her forehead!
"Beiming Liancheng!!!"
"What, do you have any objections?" Beiming Liancheng lowered his eyes, and his handsome face slowly approached.
Nangong Baiye felt that the temperature had dropped to zero and her whole body was covered in ice. She gritted her teeth.
Give it your all!
"No. What I want to say is, senior brother, if you keep hitting my head, won't your hands hurt?"
Nangong Baiye, you have no ambition!
This is clearly not what she wanted to say!
Also, what is her tone? It’s too weak, isn’t it?
There was a villain in Nangong Baiye's heart, beating his chest and stamping his feet. Forget it, if he hadn't listened to his order today and pretended to be tied up, he wouldn't have been able to successfully fight back so happily.
She would let him do it again, well! This would definitely be the last time!
"It hurts? That's a feeling only humans can have." Beiming Liancheng said, bang! His fingers flicked on her forehead again, and his voice was cold and magnetic: "Idiot, don't change the subject."
Idiot, your sister! Nangong Baiye desperately told herself to be patient and patient. He helped her today and there was still an injury on his wrist...
hurt!
Nangong Baiye suddenly lowered his eyes and grabbed Beiming Liancheng. His white wrist was intact and there were no traces anywhere.
Oh! She forgot, he is a devil, and devils cannot be hurt.
Didn't Lucifer say that?
"Always tell yourself that I can do anything."
Look, being a devil is so awesome!
They are all powerful and cannot be hurt in the human world. The same goes for vampires. Ordinary swords cannot hurt them at all.
"Want to hold hands?" Beiming Liancheng looked at her movements and raised his beautiful thick eyebrows.
Who wants to hold hands... anymore...
Nangong Baiye was stunned. A familiar cold feeling came from his fingertips, and there was a sense of crispness between the fingers.
He held her hand and put it into the pocket of his coat. There was warm fur inside. He put both hands in it and it felt very comfortable...
Faintly, Eunuch Sun's words came to mind again.
Nangong Baiye shook off his hand without thinking.
Just for a moment, Beiming Liancheng's eyes turned completely cold!
Nangong Baiye took a deep breath: "Brother, I know that your moral concepts are relatively weak, but we humans are different. After we have a marriage contract, we have to be responsible for another person, and we cannot act ambiguously with other people."
"A marriage contract?" Beiming Liancheng suddenly grabbed her, his pupils narrowed: "How dare you try to get married, see if I don't break that man's legs!"
Nangong Baiye smiled: "Why is it okay for you to have a marriage contract, but not for me to get married..."
"I have no engagement." Beiming Liancheng interrupted her with a cold voice: "You are not allowed to marry either."
Nangong Baiye stopped and said, "You don't have an engagement?"
"That's a stupid thing that you humans would do..." Beiming Liancheng looked indifferent, with a hint of ridicule in his curved thin lips: "I forgot that you were also stupid before, with that general."
Nangong Baiye: "His name is Murong Changfeng, he is not a general."
"You keep mentioning that man, but you can't forget him?" Beiming Liancheng sneered: "It's really stupid."
Nangong Baiye:......
When did she mention Murong Changfeng?
etc.
The most important thing now is not that, but...
"Didn't you agree to marry Nangong Rui'er as your concubine?"
Beiming Liancheng's voice was light: "I didn't agree."
"Really..." Nangong Baiye didn't know how to react, so she just held his hand and walked forward with her head lowered. The corners of her mouth curved upward uncontrollably, and she didn't even notice it.
"You keep peeking at me just because you want to hold my hand." Beiming Liancheng glanced at her and said in a cold tone: "Now that I have discovered it, you are starting to talk about an engagement. Okay, stop pretending, I know everything.
"
You know the size!
Nangong Baiye looked at Beiming Liancheng in a funny way, and what's going on with your expression of sudden enlightenment?
And...she held her forehead helplessly, "My senior brother, you are not only a mysophobia, but your narcissism has also begun to reach its peak."
However, as long as there is no engagement and then don't mention that gesture, everything will be easy.
Since he said she wanted to hold his hand, she would eat more of his tofu, which would be more cost-effective!
Nangong Baiye thought, wrapping his fingers tightly around the fingertips holding his own, stepping forward with his slender legs, a handsome face as big as a palm, and a shrewd calculation flashing in his starry eyes.
Beiming Liancheng looked sideways at the woman who was a head shorter than him. He knew what she was thinking without having to guess. His pale thin lips raised an evil arc without any trace: "Now you have got your wish, tell me, what is the meaning of that gesture?"
What does it mean?”
Hey hey hey! How come he still remembers after going around so many times!
It must be intentional, this big-bellied villain!
Nangong Baiye raised his head and was about to use his powerful tongue, but he didn't expect to meet a pair of ancient eyes that seemed to be able to suck people in. He was looking down at him.
I don't know why, but I suddenly felt nervous in my heart, and my eyes moved around, just not wanting to look into his extremely beautiful eyes.
But the two of them were still holding hands, and as soon as she moved, he held her hand even harder!
Nangong Baiye was stunned for a moment, feeling that the sandalwood on his body would follow him, leaving her nowhere to hide.
My heartbeat seems to be irregular. I don't know if it is getting faster or if it has stopped beating.
She could clearly see the slight chuckle at the corner of his mouth, and his sexy thin lips with an irresistible desire to kiss.
His fingers clasped her chin and stared straight at her. At this moment, his eyes were no longer cold, but filled with too many things...
That handsome face pressed closer and closer, as if even the breaths were entangled with each other.
Then, the cool softness pressed against her thin lips, just a slight touch, and the cold sandalwood was everywhere, completely disrupting all her thoughts.
My head became empty, my hands were frozen, and I felt at a loss as I listened to my increasingly restless heartbeat.
Compared to her clumsiness, his calmness seemed very elegant and charming.
"Good boy, tell me brother, what does that gesture mean, eh?" His forehead touched her bangs, and he smiled lightly, which seemed to be a little... gentle?
"That's swearing..." Nangong Baiye said unconsciously. After finishing speaking, he suddenly realized that he wanted to bite off his tongue!
Sure enough, he stretched out his hand, hit her on the back of the head unceremoniously, and said with a cold smile: "You finally said it."