In terms of romance, he is not as good as Xuanyuan Mu, and even not as good as Xuanyuan Ci. Xuanyuan Ci also knows how to make girls happy, but he hides in the darkness all day long. Although he has seen many women, they all think he is
Xuanyuan Mu.
There was only one woman who knew his name was Jiao Li and had never confused him with Xuanyuan Mu.
That person is the woman in front of me.
Her previous name was Yan Xin'er, a little princess who was so innocent that it made people speechless. Who would have thought that six years later, the little princess was still the little princess, but she could no longer remember him.
In fact, it's okay if she doesn't remember. With her current temper, once she remembers, she will probably fight him desperately.
"What are you thinking about so lustfully?" Yan Buhuan looked back.
She didn't understand, really didn't understand. Logically speaking, Jiao Li and Xuanyuan Mugong shared the same body, and they could be said to be one person, but she just couldn't confuse these two people.
The face is the same, but the temperament displayed is completely opposite.
"I think Xuanyuan Mu is getting married soon, and that Chang Nian seems to be pretty good-looking."
Yan Buhuan rolled his eyes at him: "It's not you marrying a wife, what are you sighing about?"
"Whether I marry him or Xuanyuan Mu marries him, I have to help him in the end. Alas, being a substitute is also a physical job." Infinite emotion, as if he had been greatly wronged.
Yan Buhuan sneered: "I hope Xuanyuan Mu won't mind sharing the same wife with you."
"Don't worry, if he doesn't like it, I can do whatever I want."
Men's possessiveness has been domineering and authoritarian since ancient times, especially when it comes to women.
Yan Buhuan felt that he had made a fool of himself and turned his head away in embarrassment.
Jiao Li had the idea of teasing her, and said maliciously: "What did you say to Xuanyuan Mu last time? Did you confess to him?"
He was just guessing and had no precise answer.
But Yan Buhuan thought that Xuanyuan Mu had already told him about this matter, and immediately glared at him: "He also told you such a thing?"
I really confessed my love!!!
Jiao Li felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, as if he wanted to provoke her deliberately: "We are one, so of course we have to share everything. Tell me, how does it feel to be rejected?"
Yan Buhuan rushed over: "I will strangle you to death."
The two started fighting on the table. Yan Buhuan tried his best to strangle the bastard to death, while Jiao Li dodged left and right to prevent her from succeeding.
Finally, he tiptoed and jumped onto the roof beam. Yan Buhuan chased after him.
While they were struggling, they heard a click, and the roof beam broke in the middle.
Yan Buhuan's feet were in the air, and her body fell uncontrollably. In fact, this height was nothing to Yan Buhuan, but somehow, Jiao Li instinctively flew forward and grabbed her wrist: "Be careful."
The body suddenly stopped falling, and Yan Buhuan looked up suspiciously. The height under his feet was not scary. It would be okay even if he fell. His nervous look made her feel strange.
Their eyes met, and a hint of subtlety made her panic.
Jiao Li's brows moved slightly, his wrists tightened, and Yan Buhuan flew to his side.
After they came up, neither of them spoke, and stared at each other.
Yan Buhuan couldn't explain what he was feeling in his heart. The warmth in his palm just now seemed to still be on his wrist, and his heartbeat was racing.
Jiao Li was not much better, there seemed to be something in his heart that was ready to move.
In terms of romance, he is not as good as Xuanyuan Mu, and even not as good as Xuanyuan Ci. Xuanyuan Ci also knows how to make girls happy, but he hides in the darkness all day long. Although he has seen many women, they all think he is
Xuanyuan Mu.
There was only one woman who knew his name was Jiao Li and had never confused him with Xuanyuan Mu.
That person is the woman in front of me.
Her previous name was Yan Xin'er, a little princess who was so innocent that it made people speechless. Who would have thought that six years later, the little princess was still the little princess, but she could no longer remember him.
In fact, it's okay if she doesn't remember. With her current temper, once she remembers, she will probably fight him desperately.
"What are you thinking about so lustfully?" Yan Buhuan looked back.
She didn't understand, really didn't understand. Logically speaking, Jiao Li and Xuanyuan Mugong shared the same body, and they could be said to be one person, but she just couldn't confuse these two people.
The face is the same, but the temperament displayed is completely opposite.
"I think Xuanyuan Mu is getting married soon, and that Chang Nian seems to be pretty good-looking."
Yan Buhuan rolled his eyes at him: "It's not you marrying a wife, what are you sighing about?"
"Whether I marry him or Xuanyuan Mu marries him, I have to help him in the end. Alas, being a substitute is also a physical job." Infinite emotion, as if he had been greatly wronged.
Yan Buhuan sneered: "I hope Xuanyuan Mu won't mind sharing the same wife with you."
"Don't worry, if he doesn't like it, I can do whatever I want."
Men's possessiveness has been domineering and authoritarian since ancient times, especially when it comes to women.
Yan Buhuan felt that he had made a fool of himself and turned his head away in embarrassment.
Jiao Li had the idea of teasing her, and said maliciously: "What did you say to Xuanyuan Mu last time? Did you confess to him?"
He was just guessing and had no precise answer.
But Yan Buhuan thought that Xuanyuan Mu had already told him about this matter, and immediately glared at him: "He also told you such a thing?"
I really confessed my love!!!
Jiao Li felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, as if he wanted to provoke her deliberately: "We are one, so of course we have to share everything. Tell me, how does it feel to be rejected?"
Yan Buhuan rushed over: "I will strangle you to death."
The two started fighting on the table. Yan Buhuan tried his best to strangle the bastard to death, while Jiao Li dodged left and right to prevent her from succeeding.
Finally, he tiptoed and jumped onto the roof beam. Yan Buhuan chased after him.
While they were struggling, they heard a click, and the roof beam broke in the middle.
Yan Buhuan's feet were in the air, and her body fell uncontrollably. In fact, this height was nothing to Yan Buhuan, but somehow, Jiao Li instinctively flew forward and grabbed her wrist: "Be careful."
The body suddenly stopped falling, and Yan Buhuan looked up suspiciously. The height under his feet was not scary. It would be okay even if he fell. His nervous look made her feel strange.
Their eyes met, and a hint of subtlety made her panic.
Jiao Li's brows moved slightly, his wrists tightened, and Yan Buhuan flew to his side.
After they came up, neither of them spoke, and stared at each other.
Yan Buhuan couldn't explain what he was feeling in his heart. The warmth in his palm just now seemed to still be on his wrist, and his heartbeat was racing.
Jiao Li was not much better, there seemed to be something in his heart that was ready to move.
