Chapter 1640

The night was like water, cool wind blowing over the Wutong tree, branches and leaves swaying, and the thin moonlight came in through the half opened paper windows.

He was forced to look up at her.

The moonlight reflected the man's eyes. It was as dark as ink, like shrouded in a layer of black fog. People could not see the light and shadow. Only the dark depth showed the meaning of danger.

Ranbai leaned over slightly and approached slowly. The distance between the two people was getting closer and closer. They could almost hear each other's thin breathing.

Only one centimeter away

She seemed to pause for a while, and seemed not to stop at all. She kissed her eyes without hesitation.

At the critical moment,

Jun Zhan turned sideways and avoided the intimate contact.

This kiss naturally fell on the man's white jade side face.

The moment the lip flap stuck to his cheek, dyed white, the man's wrist trembled.

The atmosphere seemed to calm down for a moment.

Jun Zhan's face was a little white, even his lips were white, and his eyes were deeper. It seemed that the night without moonlight was raging with a thick and dangerous black fog.

The next moment,

Jun Zhan's single hand, which was held aside, mercilessly broke free from the control of dyed white. A dagger slipped down his sleeve and hit dyed white's heart in an instant.

Such a spare effort to break free can easily lead to dislocation or even waste of the wrist. Dye Bai was still worried that Jun Zhan would be injured. At that moment, she subconsciously let go.

Ran Bai lowered her eyes and calmly looked at the dagger against her heart. As long as she stabbed it down, it could be fatal at any time.

And I don't know when,

The girl had a silver hairpin in her hand. The tip of the hairpin was aimed at junzhan's white neck. Dyed white, you can clearly see the Dai cyan fragile blood vessels.

The night is very dark. The dark night sky is like a dormant beast, as if waking up for a moment can devour people.

In a dark room,

Silent is filled with suffocating depression.

Jun Zhan gave a sound. He wiped his side face with one hand, very hard. His knuckles were white, leaving a red mark.

It seems that it is not enough. Jun Zhan wiped it several times again, and his eyes drooped with undisguised disgust.

When he lifted his eyes again, the man was still lazy and light, but his previous actions had some morbid meaning, and his voice was evil and cold: "what? Your majesty can't wait?"

"Isn't it the medicine you gave me?" Ran's white eyes were deep and silent.

"Doesn't your majesty like it?" he replied carelessly, "I see your majesty likes it very much."

Dyed white: "

Dare you feel this man is still a courtier?

"Just this broken hairpin, your majesty thinks you can kill me?" Jun Zhan's long eyelashes drooped slightly and glanced slowly at the silver hairpin against his neck. He hooked his lips and had a lazy voice with a mocking smile.

"I didn't want to kill you." ranbai looked at him condescently and said coldly: "but you want to kill me."

He slightly picked a delicate eyebrow and smiled. His tone was light, with a lazy bewitchment: "Your Majesty is so smart."

"Thank you." ranbai thought for a moment, forced an awkward chat, and said thank you expressionless.

"Your Majesty doesn't get up yet?" Jun Zhan hooked his lips, handsome with half a side face and a shallow voice.

Only the lazy harmless and cruel spirit was restrained by him.

Ranbai stared at him as if she were looking at him.

A few seconds later, she calmly got up, clenched the silver hairpin in her hand and stepped back.

Jun Zhan narrowed his eyes slightly, supported the table with one hand and got up slowly.

Slender and handsome, like a thin layer of moonlight.

He was dressed in dark red, which made him more sinister, like a mandala in full bloom in the dark night.