Chapter 1585

When he left, his eyes swept the hall door not far away, and his face hesitated.

When Ning Shun left, Leng junao didn't rush back. He still stood under the tree and thought about what he was thinking. Moonlight on his face, set off the whole person has a kind of unpredictable thoroughness.

After a short time, he slowly stretched out his hand. After a short time, he received a petal in the palm of his hand. Five fingers gradually closed, until again scattered, only the powder in the fingers.

Seemingly simple and unobtrusive, Zhao Wanxi frowned with a strong evil spirit.

Wrapped in mink hair Cape, she stood at the entrance of the hall. She also watched for a long time. She saw Leng Jun's wind and light cloud clap her hands lightly. She was about to turn back when she dusted off the petal powder. She still didn't move.

It's just the expression on the face, a little emotion.

Before that, she had been worried, because Leng junao's heart of cherishing talents had indulged that month after month, and what irreparable situation would be created in the future. Now it seems that

Obviously, she thinks too much.

This man is still the great demon king when he met again later, but the warmth in recent days softened his violence and blinded her eyes.

She's the one, the devil.

Zhao Wanxi stands unabashed. Even if she is eavesdropping, she looks aboveboard. Leng junao almost turns around and finds her.

In the night, although there was no accident on his face, his eyes still flickered with some uncertainty.

"Did you hear that?"

"Well."

"But I feel How cruel am I

Step by step, Leng junao's eyes did not move away from Zhao Wanxi's face, and she was paying close attention to any of her subtle expressions.

Until she got close, she stretched out her hand to follow her scattered hair.

At the same time, he looked at her and saw that she was wearing warm clothes, so he was relieved.

A series of actions, it seems nothing, but in which, Zhao Wanxi still felt the deep concern.

The man said that she was the first in his heart, but it was worth believing. Thinking about this in my heart, I nodded deliberately. I didn't consider whether it would hurt Leng junao's weak nerves, so I held a smile in my mouth and should be straightforward.

"It's cruel."

Hearing the words, Leng junao's face suddenly sank.

Seeing the man's face changing without any cover up, Zhao Wanxi was also speechless. However, she was not afraid at the bottom of her heart. She only tilted her head and couldn't see a lovely blink. Her smile was like a flower.

"But I like it."

It was Jesus who was beaten on the left face and generously handed over his right face.

As an ordinary person, Zhao Wanxi has always believed that revenge is the real way to survive.

And her words, also can be regarded as a kind of alternative confession, listen to Zhao Jun Ao eyebrows slightly Leng, gloomy instant away, after rain, eyes full of uncontrollable ecstasy.

He obeyed Mao for him. Seeing that people were normal, Zhao Wanxi chuckled, took each other's hand and walked towards the hall, wondering.

"Listen to what you just said. What's the matter recently? What's going to happen again? "

This question, at first, sounds a bit endless, especially just after the end of the topic about whether he is fierce or not.

Leng junao had no idea for a moment, and set his eyes on Zhao Wanxi's pretty face.