Chapter 187

"Well, don't drink. If getting drunk can solve the problem, the drinks won't be sold so cheap."

Fang Yuan reached out and grabbed the wine bottle in Xia Xiaoyun's hand.

Shake, there's not much in it.

Xia Xiaoyun's cheeks flushed and she was obviously drunk. She looked at Fang Yuan with an oblique smile and said indistinctly, "this person is really strange to say. You should have been the person I most dislike. Yes, but now, you are the only person I can trust."

"You know, this feeling is very strange... How to say?"

After trying to blink her eyes, Xia Xiaoyun thought for a moment, stretched out her hand and pulled through her left hand and said, "just like your blood flowing in my body, no matter how ferocious you are to me and how much I hate you, you will appear in front of me and protect me when I am most dangerous and difficult."

"Whoever I protect will pay the price."

Fang Yuan's look changed slightly. When he said this sentence casually, he looked at the left wrist pulled by Xia Xiaoyun.

There is a transverse scar on the wrist.

That was the place where Fang Yuan cut the artery with a stone and fed her blood when Xia Xiaoyun was dying of thirst in the desert.

Although the scars have healed for so many days, they are still red and ugly like centipedes.

When he was feeding Xia Xiaoyun to drink his own blood, there were only two of them.

All he knows is himself.

Although Fang Yuan doesn't think he is a good thing, he is by no means the kind of villain who takes advantage of kindness. He won't tell anyone that when Xia Xiaoyun was most dangerous, he bravely and selflessly cut his artery and fed her blood.

He doesn't say, no one knows.

But now he wants to say -- that is, he hopes to move Xia naocan and let her tell the origin of the black jade.

It's true anyway.

"Cough."

Fang Yuan thought of this and coughed softly. When he said this, he saw Xia Xiaoyun's two green fingers slowly caressing the scar.

Fang Yuan's open mouth closed again.

Xia Xiaoyun gently stroked the scar, and her eyes became very gentle, just like her voice: "I may know the origin of this scar... It's an inexplicable intuition, just like witnessing its formation."

Fang Yuan's heart jumped and asked slowly, "tell me about its origin."

"When I was dying of thirst, you cut your wrist and fed me blood to quench my thirst."

Xia Xiaoyun raised her head and looked at his bright eyes without a trace of drunkenness.

impossible!

How could you have this intuition!

I feel no fear from the bottom of my heart.

Just now, he thought about how to tell Xia Xiaoyun that he didn't hesitate to sacrifice his life to save her in order to save her.

But when she said it accurately, Fang Yuan was afraid again.

He was afraid, of course, not Xia Xiaoyun's intuition, but because he suddenly became more acutely aware that there was an impenetrable relationship between him and her.

Just like two people have such a flower on the other side.

As for why he was afraid of this relationship, he didn't even know it, but he had this feeling in his heart.

Hei hei smiled. Fang Yuan thought his smile was dry and dumb. It was hard to hear. He retracted his left hand: "Hey, Hei hei, look what you said is like the truth. Do you think a selfish person like me would make that great sacrifice to save you?"

"Of course you won't. I'm just playing to make you happy."

Xia Xiaoyun giggled, then wrinkled her nice little nose, disdained her lips and said, "even if I die of thirst, I won't drink your blood. It's so smelly."

"You!"

After listening to her, Fang Yuan was stunned and wanted to vomit blood depressed.

He knows that even if he wants to tell the truth now, Xia Xiaoyun won't believe it.

The saddest thing in the world is to make a great sacrifice, but others don't believe it after they know it.

"Well, I've said what I should say and what I shouldn't say. Even if you strangle me, I won't say it. Let's go home with me and start your happy new life."

Xia Xiaoyun body a meal, hit a wine hiccup, held the table to stand up, picked up Kun bag and walked out of the box first.

When she walked out of the box door, she sighed softly: Oh, do you think I really didn't know you cut your wrist and saved me? I took the initiative to say it for fear that you would threaten me and tell me about the broken stone.

Back home, Xia Xiaoyun just closed the door and Chen Wanyue, wearing a blue home clothes, flew out of the living room like a bird with a smile: "husband, Xiaoyun said you would come back today. You did come back!"

Looking at Chen Wanyue running over, Fang Yuan has a big head and looks at Xia Xiaoyun.

With a sweet smile on her mouth, Xia Xiaoyun whispered, "what are you doing? Your old husband and wife have not seen you for so long. It's time to make love."

"As long as you don't mind."

Fang Yuan hardened his scalp and pretended to be indifferent and opened his arms.

Warm fragrance nephrite, holding a full, mature woman, the body fragrance emitted by her body, like the most mellow wine, smells good and makes people intoxicated more easily.

"Husband, I miss you so much. You haven't come home for so long!"

Chen Wanyue completely ignored that her daughter was next to her. She held her round neck tightly and stood on tiptoe. Her red lips kissed him deeply, sweet, full and soft.

The little tongue, more like a very sensitive snake, easily pried open the surrounding teeth.

Fang Yuan is a vigorous guy and hasn't touched a woman for a long time -- to put it bluntly, he is now a pile of dry firewood. After being rushed up by Chen Wanyue's big fireball, he burst into flames. The man's reaction immediately got up.

Chen Wanyue keenly felt his male reaction. Her slim little man waist began to twist uncontrollably, and her nose purred, as if she were crying, or as if a cat was crying.

Xia Xiaoyun, standing next to her, gently bit her lower lip and walked quickly to the living room.

Although she had considerable doubts about Chen Wanyue, she suffered for it.

But anyway, the woman seemed to be her mother -- in her face, Chen Wanyue burst out a strong courtship to Fangyuan, which she really couldn't accept.

On the eve of the Spring Festival, the nanny in Xia's villa went back on holiday, and Mary was dismissed today. There were only three of them in Nuo's villa.

Now Fang Yuan is haunted by "shameless" Chen Wanyue and goes to the bedroom. Xia Xiaoyun is the only one left in the living room.

Sitting in the magnificent living room, you can see the new year's sunshine outside the window. It's so bright and warm, but Xia Xiaoyun feels cold all over. She reaches out and grabs a sofa cushion and hugs it tightly in her arms.

On the second floor, the door of Chen Wanyue's bedroom was open. There was a cry and a happy voice.

Don't look, Xia Xiaoyun also knows why Chen Wanyue makes such a sound.

This very seductive voice made her feel extremely ashamed and angry, but more of the evil she was desperate to indulge.

She is still a girl and has not tried that kind of thing.

Now she was so eager that she couldn't stand it anymore. She threw away the sofa cushion and rushed into the bathroom like crazy.

Without taking off his clothes, he turned on the shower.

The cold water sprinkled on her body and made her shiver violently. She squatted on the ground with her arms in her hands, lowered her head, and let the water hit her ruthlessly. The evil fire in her heart dissipated, but turned into tears.

I don't know how long later, when Xia Xiaoyun was about to freeze, the door of the bathroom opened.