After Nangong Baiye watched the two sedans leave, she curled her thin lips in a good mood. Of course she knew that after such a fuss, the mother and daughter would beat her to the bone. However, as she said, she had never
They are not easy to deal with!
Next…
It's time to focus on dealing with Jiang Xin!
Nangong Baiye stood in the center of the auditorium with shining eyes, with a stubbornness that would rather break than bend on her delicate little face. When she turned around, she met Murong Shaofeng's eyes easily.
He looked at her with indescribable confusion in his eyes.
This was the first time that Murong Shaofeng looked so seriously at this woman who was willing to do anything for him before.
He has a gentle smile, but is as tough as a famous sword, which can seal a person's collarbone and throat if he's not careful.
this moment.
Murong Shaofeng only felt that she was stubborn and beautiful, and even Nangong Rui'er's charming appearance could be suppressed by her conflicting tenacity!
It's a pity that her background is not good, otherwise, at that time, he wouldn't...
Murong Shaofeng took a step forward, his angular profile slightly closer: "Bai Ye, are you like this because of me?"
Nangong Baiye raised her beautiful eyebrows. What was this man talking about?
"It's really because of me that you hate Rui'er and the people of Nangongyuan so much." The corners of Murong Shaofeng's mouth curled up in an extremely tired manner, and there seemed to be some love and pity in his pupils.
Nangong Baiye only felt that his vision went dark, and his vision was completely obscured by a hand that was fair and beautiful and made people jealous.
When he couldn't see anything, his other senses became more and more acute. The clear smell of sandalwood and blood in his nose all revealed the identity of the prankster.
"Senior brother, can you restrain your behavior?" Nangong Baiye was almost helpless, reaching out to grab his hand and move it down.
Beiming Liancheng was standing behind her, with the tip of his nose almost touching the top of her head, sniffing her long hair vaguely, and said in an evil and lazy voice: "I came to see you reminiscing with your old lover.
I would like to tell you that six hours are up and Jiang Xin has returned to Jiang Mansion."
"Fuck!" Even the gentle Nangong Baiye couldn't help but swear. She grabbed Beiming Liancheng by the collar: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Beiming Liancheng narrowed his seductive eyes dangerously, still smiling, but his eyes were cold and frosty.
Nangong Baiye coughed lightly, calmly retracted his little paws, and patted the man's collar flat. His respectful little look was still very endearing.
Only then did Beiming Liancheng lose the cold air from his body and glanced at her casually: "In the future, don't waste your time on people you shouldn't waste."
Nangong Baiye was a little puzzled by what he said, it sounded too much like a tongue twister.
She didn't think about it carefully, she was only thinking about Jiang Xin. She vaguely felt that she had missed some important clues, but she couldn't remember it for a moment, so she just stood there and touched her chin.
Beiming Liancheng consciously stretched out his hand, grabbed her by the back collar and walked forward. That action could not be called gentle.
The officials all carefully made way for them. When Beiming Liancheng passed by, they didn't dare to let out their breath.
Bei Mingxun looked at this scene warmly and coughed lightly. The tea in his hand swirled back and forth, a bit like a whirlpool in the water. It swirled for a while and then stopped again.
Murong Shaofeng, on the other hand, stared at the backs of the two people, frowning heavily, as if his heart was stung by something...
Nangong Baiye was dragged all the way to the carriage outside the door by Beiming Liancheng. The carriage was completely black, as if it had been waiting outside for a long time and was not warm at all.
The carriage was surrounded by layers of white mist, black and mysterious, like tools from the underworld that only appeared in comics.
The weather in Beijing is very cold and weird, especially after winter, when there is always a layer of night fog.
Some of the people watching have not left yet, wearing home-made earmuffs on their heads, looking in this direction out of fear of the cold.
Nangong Baiye knew that this was all the charm of her perverted senior brother. It seemed that sometimes it worked for people to have a good face.
"Put away your disgusting eyes." Unlike the evil and gentle person in front of others, the Beiming City behind the people is so cold that it can freeze people into ice cubes. A handsome face that is harmless to humans and animals reveals seriousness:
"If you try to rape me again, be careful that senior brother will rape you regardless of human nature."
The corners of Nangong Baiye's mouth suddenly froze, and after sighing, he got into the carriage honestly.
The decoration in the carriage is in line with Qi Ye's low-key and luxurious style. The furnishings inside are almost comparable to those of a large house. Every place is piled with money. The places that are exquisite are refined and the places that are exquisite are exquisite.
Especially the soft couch, which was covered with fine black fur. One inch was worth her food and drink for a month.
Next time, if he asked her to pay for a room, she would come over and sleep in his carriage, and then take the fur away after sleeping. It would not be considered a loss.
"Bring the wine bottle you have."
As soon as he got on the carriage, His Highness the Seventh Prince took on a commanding attitude.
Nangong Baiye glanced at him, curled the corner of his mouth, and took out the wine bottle, but did not give it to him. Instead, he raised his head and took a sip himself...
Then, it all spat out with a pop!
Beiming Liancheng was happy now, looking at her evilly, and pursed his thin lips in amusement: "Junior sister, how does this blood taste like?"
"It tastes very bad." Nangong Baiye raised one hand, and traced his fingertips across his thin lips, and his bent smile had a taste of abstinence.
Beiming Liancheng's eyes darkened, and his cat-like pupils slowly came closer. He put one hand on the soft couch beside her, and wrapped the other hand around her long curly hair scattered on her chest. He pressed his whole body over, both elegant and evil.
Mei: "This blood is indeed not as delicious as yours."
He said it casually, but the murderous aura emanating from his body slowly climbed up the person's skin as if it were alive, and then penetrated little by little, making people feel cold and shuddering.
Nangong Baiye just looked at him with a smile, and suddenly said: "Senior brother, I suddenly thought of something."
"Huh?" Beiming Liancheng's sharp fangs had just been exposed, and he was shocked to feel a force coming from his neck. This force pulled him to lean forward quickly, and then there was a slightly cool breath on his lips.
soft……
Is this...a mouth-to-mouth kiss?
Beiming Liancheng's eyes narrowed and he stretched out his hand to push the person away!
Nangong Baiye smiled wantonly and ruthlessly: "For a germaphobe like Senior Brother, the most annoying thing is saliva, right?" She licked her thin lips as she spoke: "It just so happened that I forgot to rinse my mouth today... But Senior Brother