Chapter 199

The appearance of Xia Xiaoyun obstructed Fangyuan.

He believed that the woman would understand something after she escaped, and would never dare to provoke him again even if she could still come back.

As long as she is good -- Fang Yuan has no reason to kill her for the time being.

Xia Xiaoyun is right. Anyway, Chen Wanyue is her mother. She is not ready to lose her mother.

Xia Xiaoyun was very happy to see Fang Yuan solemnly promise her.

More moved, he suddenly jumped out of bed, ran to him, hugged his neck, bowed his head and kissed him.

Smart girls always learn things very quickly, just like Xia Xiaoyun, who didn't know how to kiss last night. Now kissing around is just a touch of the dragonfly, but it can make him feel that her kissing technology has made a qualitative leap.

This makes Fangyuan a little proud. After all, it's really proud to be able to teach little beauty kissing skills.

He even began to think about whether to pass on the Kung Fu of the combination of yin and yang to her?

"Look at your eyes. What are you thinking?"

Xia Xiaoyun looked down into his eyes with a smile on her face.

"I wonder when we can go to bed."

Fang Yuan is an honest child. At least sometimes he really speaks his heart.

"Now."

Xia Xiaoyun narrowed her eyes slightly, raised her right index finger, picked up her square chin, and said in a slightly frivolous tone: "come on, give me a smile and mediate the romantic mood."

"You'd better avoid it, sir."

Fang Yuan raised her hand, pushed away her fingers, tilted her head back and said lazily, "even if you want to go, you have to wait until you have that feeling."

"How does it feel?"

"To put it bluntly, you have to wait until your estrogen is secreted violently."

"Don't you men never consider the feelings of girls?"

"That's another man, not me."

Fang Yuan smiled and waved his hand, "OK, go back and have a rest quickly. When I wake up tomorrow morning, it will be another sunny day. "

Xia Xiaoyun was reluctant to give up. She grabbed the robe strap with her left hand and her eyes twinkled: "do you really want me? I can tell you that I am willing now, and I will not necessarily have -- "

"But I'm not willing."

Fang Yuan said faintly, "if I want a woman, I either give her money or she gives me the feeling that I really want her. Now, we don't have these two things. "

Xia Xiaoyun didn't speak, but just stared at Fang Yuan.

After a while, she bowed her head again, kissed her forehead gently, then turned around and walked quickly to the door. When she was about to go out, she suddenly turned back and said, "thank you."

Fang Yuan smiled and replied very gentlemanly, "you're welcome."

"Fang Yuan, I hope one day you can feel in me that I really want you."

Xia Xiaoyun smiled and left.

"That feeling? I'm afraid not in my life -- especially, it's really boring to be a good man. "

Fang Yuan sighed with regret, stood up and walked to the Kang. He smashed it on all sides, and soon there was a uniform light snore.

The crescent moon, hanging on the western sky, looks like a willow leaf, more like a smiling eye, looking at the sleeping world below, with some things that happen in the dark, leisurely and unmoved.

When the floor clock in the corner of the living room, dragging a heavy pendulum, struck five times in succession, he opened his eyes after sleeping for several hours.

The door is still open, the wall lamp radiates a soft light, and the pendulum makes a low and clear click, click, but it seems that the world is more silent - dead silence.

Fang Yuan decided to unload the pendulum after dawn: the sound of this thing at night can always make people who dream back at midnight feel the atmosphere of another world.

Like the face and eyes slowly sticking out of the door, they gave him a gloomy feeling.

Chen Wanyue is back.

Unlike when she ran away, she wore a Silk Pink nightgown.

An embroidered shoe was beside the pillow when she ran away.

Now on her two feet, she is wearing embroidered shoes. With a small part of her lower legs exposed, she looks very white and greasy in the light, just like her face, but the corners of her eyebrows and eyes are filled with the amorous feelings of extreme satisfaction.

After she escaped, she went to find her prey and got great satisfaction from the prey.

When she crept in, Fang Yuan said faintly, "I thought you wouldn't come back. It seems that your master has not allowed you to leave the city and return to him. "

Chen Wanyue's footsteps stopped, then lightened up, went to the window, climbed up in her shoes, and curled up around her like a cat.

With his left hand on his chest, his slender fingers drew a circle on it and murmured, "I don't want to come back. You are a charming but more dangerous man."

Fang Yuan didn't care that her hands were moving and didn't think of danger to her. He just looked at the ceiling and asked, "can you tell me who your master is?"

"No."

Chen Wanyue's answer was expected: "but one day, you will know who he is -- I believe that day won't make you wait too long."

Fang Yuan asked, "what's your purpose of coming to the king of Tang?"

"A pair of embroidered shoes."

Chen Wanyue did not hide the problem: "in order to find this pair of embroidered shoes, I have lost three sisters in more than ten years."

"What's the secret in those shoes?"

Chen Wanyue's cooperation interested Fang Yuan. His left hand supported his head, and his right hand unkindly extended into her pajamas -- their current intimate action, I believe no one could imagine, they swore to kill each other a few hours ago.

Fang Yuan's strength was a little big. When Chen Wanyue's Dai Mei frowned slightly, she uttered a low sob: "a big secret, so big that I don't even know it. I can only tell you that with this pair of embroidered shoes, my master can come back to life."

"How long have you been sleeping, master?"

Fang Yuan didn't hurt the woman in her arms because of her strength: "or how long have you been a Yanyin envoy?"

When Fang Yuan asked who her master was, Chen Wanyue knew that he already knew she was Yanyin envoy.

She was not much surprised.

Yanyin envoy is an unknown existence for urban people.

But in the northwest border area, they are like those blood sucking bats in Western legends. Even if they are not known by passers-by, an elderly person in each small town knows several legends about Yanyin envoy.

Therefore, it seems normal for Fang Yuan to know that Yanyin envoy is a soul controlled by a dead person and works with the help of other people's bodies.

"I really can't remember how long I died. In short, I've been dead for many years."

When Chen Wanyue sighed low, Fang Yuan loosened his hand.

He felt that when people were ready to tell the truth, it was best not to be disturbed.

But Chen Wanyue held down his hand as long as it was retracted and did not allow him to take it away.

There is a real feeling of pain and happiness in this world, which makes all women so nostalgic.

Her answer was like saying nothing, although it seemed to come from the heart.

Fang Yuan didn't intend to ask again, just as he obeyed Chen Wanyue's meaning, and his right hand moved again.

This special way of conversation made Fang Yuan feel it. Some evil thought in his soul began to move again.

He knew that Chen Wanyue, who was not Chen Wanyue, had not given up and deliberately came to tease him.

He doesn't care.

Because even if a man always wants to do something with his lower body when he is with such a demon, reason tells him that that kind of thing is far less important than some answers.

The reason why men are more likely to achieve great things than women is that they know what they need most no matter what kind of atmosphere they are in.

"Where are the flowers on the other side?"

Fang Yuan looked at Chen Wanyue, who twisted up slightly, and asked, "why do you want to kill me when you see the other shore flowers on me?"

Chen Wanyue raised her head.

In just a few minutes, her face was full of desire, her blurred eyes were like a pool of water to be broken, and her voice was ethereal to seductive: "you -- give it to me, I'll tell you."

"If you are not afraid of death, I can give it to you."

Fang Yuan thought for a while and decided to tell her the truth: "have you heard of the combination of yin and Yang of the Tibetan secret school, that is, Huanxi Zen?"

He said that he could combine Yin and Yang in the room because he knew a truth very well: if you want to hear others tell the truth, you have to tell some truth first.

"Combination of yin and Yang!"

The charm on Chen Wanyue's face is like being frozen by ice in an instant. It loses a lot of color.

Fang Yuan smiled: "very good, you know, it saves me to explain to you. In other words, I always feel a little embarrassed when I tell people that I can do that kind of evil Kung Fu. "

"On the second day of junior high school, you made me feel intoxicated that night. It turned out that it was the combination of yin and Yang, not you..."

Chen Wanyue suddenly recalled the feeling of that night.

Fang Yuan said faintly, "if it's me, you'll lose both form and spirit, because sometimes I can't control the extremely endless demand of that thing."

Chen Wanyue immediately took Fang Yuan's hand out of her pajamas and rolled into the bed.

Fang Yuan sighed comfortably, "Alas, it's much more spacious. Come on, it's almost dawn. "

Chen Wanyue sat up. When she sat cross legged, she covered her irritating limbs with her nightgown.

She was really afraid that Fangyuan would have an unreasonable desire for her, which would lead to her complete loss of form and spirit.

Seeing her fear from her heart, Fang Yuan felt a sense of achievement.

In her eyes, Fang Yuan was like a tiger resting lazily after just having a full meal. She couldn't tell when she could kill people -- which made Chen Wanyue very nervous. She asked in a dumb voice, "isn't the combination of yin and Yang lost for more than 100 years? You lied to me, didn't you? "

"In the past, Yanyin envoy was also a legend, but you proved that it was not just a legend."

Fang Yuan frowned and was impatient with Chen Wanyue's ink.

Seeing Fang Yuan's impatience, Chen Wanyue quickly said, "there will be no more than seven people with flowers on the other side of the world."