A pair of cold lips kissed the alluring fragrance fiercely. Yu Wensheng pressed the back of Su Yin's neck with one hand and held Su Yin in his arms with the other.
A loud sound!
The sharp blade shot out from Qing Kong's hand cut off Yu Wensheng's hair and was inserted straight into the wooden plank of the carriage.
"Let go of Yin'er."
Qingkong's whole body was filled with anger, and his handsome face suppressed his anger.
Trying his best to control the violent surge in his heart, Qingkong saw that Yu Wensheng still didn't let go of Su Yin, so he stepped forward and grabbed Yu Wensheng's clothes, and punched Yu Wensheng in the face.
But when Qing Kong's punch landed, Yu Wensheng waved his hand and collided head-on with Qing Kong's punch.
In an instant, a powerful force burst out.
"Yu Wensheng, don't go too far."
Qingkong gritted his teeth fiercely, watching the woman he cared about most being forcibly kissed by someone else, even if this person was from the same sect.
"Qingkong, pay attention to your identity. I am Yin'er's man, who are you from Yin'er?"
Snapped--
When Yu Wensheng finished speaking, Su Yin slapped Yu Wensheng's hand off.
Wiping the traces of Yu Wensheng's attack on the corner of his mouth, Yu Wensheng's unique taste still lingered in his mouth.
With an angry face, Su Yin looked at Yu Wensheng, who had a gloomy expression, "Yu Wensheng, don't treat me as a woman in your harem. I, Su Yin, will not be any man's harem."
After getting up, Su Yin ignored Yu Wensheng, jumped up and disappeared into the carriage.
Looking at Su Yin's disappearing back, Yu Wensheng's originally gloomy face in the carriage turned into a smile.
"Haha, Yin'er, are you jealous?"
Yu Wensheng's laughter made Su Yin want to kick him to death. He was jealous. I will be jealous of your uncle.
An afternoon passed, and in the evening, everyone finally arrived in Jindu.
In the blink of an eye, it had been a while since she left Jindu, but now, when she stepped back into the land of Jindu, a familiar yet unfamiliar feeling echoed in Su Yin's heart.
I don’t know how Yuan Wenxuan is doing now. Yuan Wenxuan must have been furious when he faked his death.
If they meet again, Su Yin can vaguely guess that Yuan Wenxuan will definitely point at her nose and curse, how dare you pretend to die by being redressed, you Su Ziyin.
Thinking of this, a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
When she first met Yuan Wenxuan, Su Yin was only thirteen years old, and Yuan Wenxuan was still the fifth prince at that time.
But after so many years, both parties are no longer the innocent boys and girls they were before.
Lord of Yin City and Emperor of the Yuan Kingdom.
Two people who should not have crossed paths have crossed paths again at this time.
Jindu Yihongyuan
Dressed in black men's clothing with a golden belt around his waist, the handsome young man cannot bear to look away.
Everyone was still immersed in Su Yin's handsome face. When they came back to their senses, they found that the person had disappeared long ago.
"Xiu'e, how are you doing lately?"
On the bench, Su Yin closed her eyes, just like before. Su Shiqi, no, it should be said that Li Xiu'e was half-kneeling beside Su Yin, kneading Su Yin's legs.
"Young Master, after the Yin City Guards Battle, Xiu'e was really worried about Young Master."
Li Xiu'e is becoming more and more beautiful, and her charming eyes seem to be able to draw away people's soul at any time.
Wearing a bright red gauze dress, Li Xiu'e had tears in her eyes, "If anything happens to the young master, Xiu'e will not live alone in this world."