The young man blinked innocently and repeated, "A Nian..."
"Flowers."
Feng Qian said with a stern face, "I'm not Hua Nian, you've got the wrong person."
The teenager was slightly startled, raised his hand and fondly patted the girl's head, "Don't make trouble, Anian. Leave with me, okay?"
Feng Qian was angry that the fragments recognized her as someone else.
That is to say, the position of this flower thought in his heart is very important.
On this plane, Fragment has someone he likes.
Not her.
It was the first time Feng Qian encountered such a situation, and she was inexplicably very confused.
"I do not go."
Feng Qian couldn't control his mood at the moment, he was very angry and didn't want to talk to him.
There was another sound of footsteps outside the door.
The boy in white was still a little stunned, but after hearing the footsteps, he pursed his lips, rolled over onto the bed, and lifted the quilt to cover himself tightly.
Almost at the same moment, the door was pushed open.
A handsome man in a red dress walked in, with a gentle smile on his brows and a gentleness like water in his evil spirits.
He approached the wind shallowly.
The girl frowned, the situation was really strange, and she didn't even figure it out.
After all, Feng Qian used a trick to hide the debris.
The man reached out to touch Feng Qianqian's face, but she avoided her.
The other party was not angry, and there was still a gentle and evil smile on the corner of his mouth.
"Niannian, you can't escape. After tonight, no one will try to **** you away from me."
The other party seemed to just turn around and leave just to say such a sentence.
Feng Qian can't see clearly now.
Di Zhao lifted the quilt and got up. He stared at the door, feeling depressed.
"A Nian, can you go with me? Don't marry him, I beg you..."
The boy begged in a low voice.
Feng Qian pursed her lips, and now she is a little calm.
This is an illusion, that is, everything that is happening right now is not real.
Naturally, she would not stay and marry that person.
Feng Qian nodded, "Okay."
The young man rolled his eyes happily.
Feng Qian lifted the hem of her skirt and said, "This thing can't be untied."
Di Zhao squatted down, looking at the golden chains, he paused, and split the foot of the bed with his palm.
Feng Qian: "..."
She forgot that it was still possible to do this.
The teenager got up, wrapped one hand around the girl's waist, and applied a teleportation array.
After the white light flashed, they were in a cave at the moment.
It was cold in the cave, Feng Qian raised his hand and took off the phoenix crown above his head and threw it in the corner.
The boy beside her suddenly fainted in her arms.
Feng Qian was crushed and fell to the ground, feeling a little pain.
She helped Di Zhao up, only to find that the other party was still bleeding.
Feng Qian tore off Di Zhao's clothes.
There was a shocking blood hole on the white skin of the boy's abdomen.
Feng Qian was stunned for a while, trying to use spiritual power to heal the other's wound.
However, she found that her spiritual power could not be used at the moment, instead, what appeared in her palm was... devilish energy.
However, this magic energy can also heal wounds.
After the wound healed, Feng Qian pulled a few pieces of cloth and wrapped it up for Di Zhao.
After wrapping it a few times, Feng Qian tied a big bow on the front.
She took off her jacket and draped it over Fragment.
There was a bundle of dry wood in the cave. Feng Qian temporarily put Di Zhao down, piled the dry wood together, and started a fire.
It was warm inside the cave.
Feng Qian walked back and helped Di Zhao up.
The boy coughed a few times, slowly opened his eyes, and the pale lips returned to blood.
He raised his fingertips and touched the side of the girl's face.
"It's good, A Nian..."
"Thank you for choosing me."
Now when I hear the words A Nian, Feng Qian is very angry.
The young man in front of him said again: "I swear in the imperial city that I will only have A Nian in my heart for the rest of my life."