Chapter 685

Jiang also looked at dyed white. For a long time, there was a touch of helplessness on his beautiful and elegant face. The cool, thin and moist voice is dreamy like a misty rain Pavilion, clean and restrained.

"I said, as long as you want, there will be."

The tone of the handsome abstinent man paused, the thin lips of the crimson color opened gently, the voice was cold, thin and sharp, and faded to the bone chilling cold, leaving only a noble, gentle and clean tone like jade, which was very pleasant to listen to.

"Once, now and in the future, it will not change."

Jiang is also Fei, with a shallow smile on his thin lips, noble and elegant. The fingers with symmetrical bony joints move gracefully and naturally hook a strand of broken hair scattered in the little girl's ears behind her ears. "I understand, huh?"

The ending is frivolous and magnetic.

The little girl's cool eyes like Obsidian fell on the man who was half squatting in front of her.

This is a cold and dangerous man.

There are two different temperaments, but they are perfectly combined.

Noble and handsome, gentle and graceful childe, cold and thin as a cold sword, a secret hunter who controls the whole situation.

The appearance looks like jade, noble and elegant, but the cool, thin and proud, silent but ubiquitous indifference and alienation in the bones make people feel difficult to approach.

"This is what you said. You can't go back on it." dyed white lips slowly burst into a shallow smile, and the depths of a pair of ink eyes seemed a little lonely and cold.

"Of course." Jiang also took a smile as noble as jade on his lips and nodded slightly.

The bony and symmetrical hand slowly took the little girl's small hand, printed a kiss on the back of the porcelain white and delicate hand, and the scarlet thin lips gently touched the cool skin, like a dragonfly touching the water.

"My princess's highness." Jiang Yidan's peach blossom eyes are dyed with a warm and cool smile, and his voice is light and slow. If the rain falls on the pavilions, it will be like a jade that hits the fountain.

Actions and words with piety, like treating the world's most precious treasure.

The little girl's eyes were a little dark and smiled.

Clean and pure without any modification.

Like the brightest smile in the world, it is difficult to draw its elegance with thousands of pen and ink.

"Then, Dr. Jiang, take me home."

The little girl has curved lips and picturesque eyebrows. Soft waxy's sweet tone is full of a smile, very light, but it's a long lost, sincere smile.

Jiang is also clean. His eyebrows and eyes are as noble and indifferent as ink painting. There are a few threads of deep love. For a long time, he said, "good."

I'll take you home.

The little girl blinked, and a pair of ink eyes bloomed with different streamers, just like the dazzling stars in the sky.

Slowly,

He opened his arms.

intend,

Hold!

In the face of the little girl's clear and light smile, Jiang also had thin lips and slightly hooked, stretched out slender and powerful arms and held dye white.

Ranbai holds Jiang's neck, and her young and beautiful face is full of a happy and satisfied smile.

Two people close to each other, slowly out of this deep dark forest.

When the cold wind blew, the tangled branches rustled, and the darkness spread all over the woods.

Darkness saw them off.

until,

The figure of the two disappeared, and they could no longer see their backs.

It seems to be hidden in the dark and integrated with the dark.

And what remains in the woods,

As long as the cruelly dissected body, the blood soaked blood red heart put aside and the lingering smell of blood in the air.

It still exists in the dark, cold and lifeless forest.