Chapter 3779

She said that, then turned and left without saying goodbye.

The two of them probably belong to

Look up and see.

It's disgusting to see each other.

So I usually avoid meeting.

She wouldn't have come here if she hadn't been upset by those messy rumors outside this time.

The moment she turned around,

The wrist was suddenly clasped by someone. When the slender and cold fingers completely covered between the wrists, it aroused slight trembling discomfort. She didn't like this kind of physical contact, especially this person.

The general just wanted to get rid of it, ran Bai made an effort, pulled the man over again, dragged him in front of him, and joked in his voice: "what are you doing in such a hurry? The tea hasn't been drunk yet."

The little wolf cub was staggering. He held his body on the side of the soft couch with one hand, and his wrist was buckled. He couldn't help but frown darkly: "keep it for yourself."

"As like as two peas," the emperor reclined on the deck chair and looked up. His long, pale fingers were dragging himself to his face, and the long and pale fingers were dragging themselves to his face. He was also very tall, and he had lost his former childish spirit, and cast a long, beautiful shadow to cover up the sunlight. The face was facing the light, and the outline was more profound and the same eyebrows. It was as if you could see yourself through another person. Her voice was so low that her breath rubbed her ear: "this tea... Is for you. If you leave like this, wouldn't it be a waste of kindness?"

"You're right. It seems that you are so generous that even Gu's admiration is willing to share?" ranbai no longer knows that the man is intentional. She has a problem in her mind. She keeps this cup of tea until the end. She was waiting for her. Her eyebrows and eyes were dim. Looking at the people on the recliner, she suddenly approached, shrouded in a light cold breath. She supported the emperor's side with one hand, condescending, and her voice was cold.

"Tea is a dead thing, man is a living person." the distance is close at hand. The tea in ranbai's hand doesn't shake at all. He doesn't hurry. He means something: "unless..."

Her last words didn't come out. The meaning was vague but vague. They knew what she meant.

"Unless you die." the general whispered out four words to complete this sentence.

Unless one party dies.

Otherwise, it will never be shared.

The atmosphere was subtle and turbulent. There were only two of them in the courtyard. They tried and approached each other. It was a bloody but tense game.

"Also said lonely and fierce? The general is not bad." ran Bai held a blue and white porcelain teacup. The smile of thin lips has not changed from beginning to end. The smile is clear, cold-blooded and cruel. She handed the teacup to her. Her eyes are deep and bottomless. Her tone is intriguing: "don't you say that Gu is your sister outside? Why don't you sit down and give your sister a face?"

"I don't have a sister like you." the general leaned down and approached against the light. His skin was pale and his pupils were deep and dark. "He was calculating my life all the time."

"Yes," she said calmly, "do you need to be alone."

"Just fill it."

The voice fell,

They did it at the same time.

The recliner was not big enough to accommodate two people at the same time. It was inevitable that they were tied up for a tea cup. Even the recliner was shaking because of their rough and fierce movements.

The general simply bent up on one knee against the man and completely covered the light and shadow. The emperor forced the shackles and pinched her chin to pour the tea. She sneered and knocked over the tea cup. At the moment when the blue and white porcelain cup was broken in the air, she pinched the sharp porcelain pieces and scratched them on the new emperor's blood vessels!

The teacup broke and the tea splashed. Their clothes were more or less wet. They dyed their white eyes and were gloomy. They grabbed her cold cut wrist and directly threw the person aside. In order to prevent the general from doing it again, they simply pressed down.

A piece of porcelain flew out of the general's hand. When it crossed the air, it reflected a cold and sharp light. It rubbed the side of the dyed white neck, leaving a shallow blood mark, and then completely disappeared in the air and turned into dust under the smell of rolling.

The other party looked at her with provocation.

Ran Bai hissed and wiped the wound on the side of her neck at will. Seeing the blood on her fingertips, her long eyelashes hung down and half covered the dark and surly eyes. She didn't laugh angrily. Behind her was the bright and bright sun, and there was no temperature on her. The emperor wrapped the general's hands and pressed the man under her. The eyes crossed the man's pinched red jaw. Her voice was dull and unknown: "it's a pity to have tea."

"Value for money." the general lay lazily on the reclining chair and didn't care about his situation at all. He looked at the blood stained with white neck with frivolous interest, like watching some art. It made people feel cold for no reason. She reached her small sharp teeth and her red cold thin lips recalled: "it can hurt you. The mission has been completed."

"Can Gu feel that it's not worth it." ran Bai smeared the blood on her finger belly on the wolf cub's lips. Seeing that the human lip under her body was stained with blood, she pressed her fingertip down, touched snow-white sharp teeth, and took back her hand before being bitten.

The general narrowed his eyes and licked the blood from the corners of his lips with the tip of his tongue.

"Sister, let you go."

The languid and hoarse voice is bewitched and interwoven with malice.

Ranbai knows the bad people in front of her. She just wants her to bow her head. Calling a hundred times doesn't necessarily eliminate her heart. What a coincidence, so does she.

"Elder sister." the general bent his eyes, with tears and moles. He smiled a little sweetly. He simply shouted, completely caught people off guard. Then, under the smiling eyes of the other party, he looked up and bit the side of the emperor's neck, almost bleeding at once!

Dyed white eyebrows and eyes were indifferent. She raised her hand and grabbed the wolf cub's back neck. Her fingers were still pressed on the fragile blood vessels and dragged the man down, "are you a dog?"

"You have to pay for taking advantage of me, and my sister doesn't scream in vain." the general achieved his goal. She was satisfied, and the sharp teeth between her lips were stained with blood. She licked it a little bit, and her eyes fell uncontrollably on the side of dye's white neck. The marks she had just been bitten out were clear, her temperament was very desire, and she looked delicious. Her eyes were dark and her meaning was unknown: "sister."

"Unfortunately." the emperor lowered his eyes, coldly bewitched, and stated word by word: "it's poisonous in solitary blood."

It's not very effective, but it's enough for her.

The general gave a little pause and soon laughed out loud. It doesn't matter whether it's gloomy or bad: "it doesn't matter. Anyway... I hurt you, too."

At the end, she dragged her voice, arrogant and provocative.

Their pain is shared.

Just like the wound she just bit on the side of dyed white neck, she will feel the same pain.

"Children are so arrogant that they are easy to be beaten." ran Bai looked at her with a bloody smile. Her slender fingers carelessly pinched the wolf cub's neck, pressed the pulse with her fingertips, and felt the beating strength.

The general froze.

Age is her only hard injury.

It's also the best way for the emperor to attack her.

Don't do anything. A word is enough to make her look down.

Especially when you hear that call.

"How many years older than me? What are you proud of?"

She was so angry that she wanted to bite and dye white. The man had foresight to clamp down the wolf cub and forced her to turn her back. This controlled posture made her very unhappy. The general hissed low and raised his legs to kick the man on her. The two had a tendency to fight again.

The courtyard gate was pushed open at this time.