Ling Leyao's pale face appeared a touch of red, she smile, voice is also a lot smaller: "Qianxi, I have started a new life, for what you said, I have also considered, I first help you bandage the wound."

Spring breeze blows his face, with a faint warmth, night Qianxi Jun's face with a gentle smile, his 3000 green silk gently rippling out an elegant arc, that with an inadvertent smile, more and more expansion, wide sleeves flying like clouds, beautiful as a picture.

Ling Leyao looks at him with a smile. His unique temperament and style are deep in warmth. His posture is elegant and noble. Maybe it is because Yongning was the only one in her eyes before. She never faced up to such an elegant and detached night Qianxi.

Ling Leyao reached out to see the wound on his arm and was quickly caught by yeqianxi.

Ling Leyao did not understand looking at him, "Qianxi, your wound is still bleeding, I will deal with your wound first."

Night Qianxi's eyes are still deeply staring at her. Her eyes flash, deep like the bottom of the eyes of the cold pool, seems to have a myriad of feelings, sincere and shocking: "Yao Yao, thank you, in the future, I can treat you in my way, Yao Yao, do you know how long I love you? It's longer and deeper than Yongning. " This is the first time he showed his feelings in front of her. Now, he thinks that he can tell Yao Yao about it.

As soon as Ling Leyao heard this, he breathed as if he was suffocating

She looked at his fine line face, all the beauty between heaven and earth, seemed to gather on him, that extraordinary beauty, will make people lose the ability to speak.

Ling Leyao took a long time to recover her thoughts from his affectionate eyes. She stammered and said, "Qianxi, I, I will help you bandage the wound first."

"Good!" Gently a good word, with endless tenderness.

Ling Leyao blushes and helps yeqianxi deal with his wound.

In the whole process, yeqianxi's eyes were ardently and affectionately staring at her.

In the prince's mansion.

After Shaofeng and Jianmo had breakfast, Shaofeng took Jianmo to tea, but he didn't mention going to prison to see Meng Ruoxin.

Jian Mo sits on Shaofeng's side, looking at him from time to time.

Shaofeng knows what she is thinking. If she doesn't mention it, he won't take her to prison. It's better if she doesn't go.

Shaofeng held a cup of tea and handed it to her, and said with a smile, "Momo, come on, drink tea."

Jane Mo quickly shook her head, she did not want to drink tea, just drank a full bowl of chicken soup, she can not eat anything now, just want to go out for a walk.

Shaofeng put the water on the table again.

The long arm stretched out, quickly hugged her in the arms, bowed her head and pecked at her red lips. Jian Mo's eyes suddenly glared and said, "Shaofeng, you bully me again."

"Momo, I always like to bully you." Shaofeng finished, and bowed his head, and without politeness deeply kiss her lips.

Her body always has a faint fragrance of phoenix tail, fragrant fragrance, a line of moving between the breath of intoxication, can let his reason in an instant collapse, the world is only she, can touch his heart.

After a kiss, Jian Mo's face became more and more red, his face was burning, and his heart was scratching like a cat. Shao Feng was really more and more evil, and now he is more and more not restrained.

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