Fast Traveling Cannon Fodder: Blackened Male God's Favorite

Chapter 58

"Bai Ling, you are weak, or..." An Ning said softly.

"Your Highness, don't worry about me." Bai Ling walked into the restaurant calmly with a normal expression.

Bai Ling is dressed in white clothes and is as cold as a fairy, with a slender figure but a little thin, with a morbid beauty, a light veil on her face, and cinnabar like blood. As soon as she entered the door, everyone stopped, amazed the audience, there were many spectators, coveted Also a lot.

An Ning's eyes sank, she put down the injured boy in her arms, jumped into the carriage and fetched a new cloak for Bai Ling, but handed it to Ru Zhi at the door.

Ruzhi asked, "Why doesn't Your Highness put it on the young master himself?"

"If I get close, he should be nervous again." An Ning sighed, her eyes darkened further, with a wry smile on her lips, "Why should I make things difficult for him. Go ahead, he won't care." Bai Ling doesn't care about the original owner, and she doesn't care about her now. Of course, she doesn't really want to be hot and cold, troublesome.

"The slave girl knows, and will truthfully explain to the young master. Don't worry, Your Highness." Ruzhi nodded and entered the restaurant.

"So the girl is actually His Highness? I am guilty of the crime, and I hope His Highness will punish you."

A hoarse and sexy boy's voice came, and An Ning lowered her eyes, only to see the beautiful boy who had just been rescued kneeling on the ground, weak and precarious.

An Ning: ... She loves beauties by nature, so what should I do if she is a little cautious?
"Clothes are precious, and slaves are born low. I'm afraid these clothes will be stained, so please take them back, Your Highness." He held the white mink cloak in his hands, his blue eyes pure, as bright as gems.

An Ning looked down at him condescendingly, a hint of excitement flashed in the depths of her eyes, and said in her heart: Eggy, I like his eyes.

[Ahem, the host thinks twice, you can't take anything away except divine power and power of faith. 】

An Ning sighed silently, took the cloak, put it on him again, and fastened it.

The young man struggled, An Ning fortunately surrounded him, leaned over to cover his ears and said, "No matter how precious the clothes are, they are still dead things, they are incomparable to you, unique and hard to find in the world."

The roots of the young man's ears were slightly red, and his red lips trembled, "Your Highness, slave, your life is as cheap as an ant's worthless, you should not..."

"Hush!" An Ning stretched out her finger, pressed it against the young man's lips, hooked her lips, and smiled apologetically, "It is supposed to be my apology, but I have been used to vulgarity all my life, so I can only borrow clothes to give to you. .”

"I dare not, I..." The boy lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Thank you."

An Ning reached out to lift the boy's chin, stroked his eyebrows with her fingertips, and gently outlined his beautiful eyes, "You are so pretty."

She got closer and closer, and the fragrant fragrance sprinkled on her face and lips. The young man's eyelashes trembled slightly, his hands clenched tightly, and his blood-stained lips were tightly pressed. In the end, he didn't say any words of rejection, and just closed them in resignation. Eye.

At that moment, only he knew that what was hidden by his eyes was the deep hatred.

After waiting for a long time, the expected frivolous treatment did not come.

The girl's silvery laughter came to my ears, as well as the girl's clear and gentle voice, "Why didn't you hide just now?"

"Your Highness treats your servants, the grace of saving your life..." The young man was slightly startled and said nervously.

"Promise with your body?" An Ning chuckled, helped him up by the waist, untied the jade plaques from his waist casually, and stuffed them into the young man's hands, "I was the one who was rude just now, I'm giving this to you, anyone Seeing it is like seeing the fifth emperor's daughter, so I shouldn't dare to do anything to you again."

"The gift from His Highness is so precious that I cannot bear it."

The young man wanted to kneel down, but An Ning tightened his arms around his waist, his lips rested on his ears, exhaled like blue, and jokingly said, "There is no reason for me to take back the gift I gave for the first time. If you still want to refuse, I will give you a gift." Just kiss you once, and then don't blame me for being an abrupt beauty."

"Your Highness, this is a bullying slave..." The young man lifted his lips, his skin as white as jade turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, especially the ears and neck, which were slightly red, which was really pretty.

"I've made a choice for you, you can refuse," An Ning became interested, and laughed more wantonly, "Or accept it, huh?"

"Slave, it's next. Thank you, Your Highness." Afterwards, the young man pursed his lips and remained silent. His beautiful eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and his long, curved eyelashes trembled slightly.

An Ning's fingertips caressed the center of his eyebrows, and said softly, "Don't take yourself too lightly, and don't take others too seriously, as long as I am the fifth emperor's daughter, I will honor you for a day. "

The young man finally opened his eyes, with undisguised surprise in his eyes, and the blue eyes shone with a glint, which was dazzlingly beautiful.

An Ning shook his head in disbelief, deeply feeling that he should pay attention to beauty and beauty, otherwise he would use nothing to confuse the so-called god.

[Warning twice!Warning twice!Warn the host not to be obsessed with the main god again, the power of the main god must not be blasphemed |]

An Ning: ... Pooh!
Before waiting for the boy's response, An Ning was not in a hurry, and just said, "I have ordered someone to call for a doctor, and he should be here soon. Let me help you go in and rest."

The girl had a sweet voice and a bright smile. Although half of her face was hidden under the mask, he still couldn't help imagining her appearance.

The whole person was hugged by her, and almost half of his weight was on her body. When the boy raised his eyes, he could only see her from the corner of his eye.

"By the way, I haven't asked your name yet." An Ning asked with a smile, "I am lucky enough to know?"

Time stood still in a trance, and the world seemed to be silent. The young man stared at her blankly for a long time, and then finally opened his lips, "Slave, what a shame..." Qi Wu...

"Your Highness, it's not good! Your Highness, help me! Save your son!"

The urgent cry for help pierced the silence of time and space, eliminating the name he was about to say.

His waist loosened suddenly, and the warmth dissipated suddenly. He felt dizzy in a trance, but in the blink of an eye, he could only see the red figure of the man drifting away.

"Fifth Emperor's Daughter, my name is Xiwu, Feng Qiwu." The young man's face became paler, his tightly pursed lips parted slightly, as if silently.

He leaned against the door and slid down slowly, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his lips, as delicate and beautiful as a red plum in full bloom.

Heh, biting tongue, tasting blood, enduring humiliation, bearing weight, stepping on thorns, climbing dangerous peaks...

That's all, he shouldn't mind, and he can't mind...

Feng Qiwu's hands clenched and then loosened, and then continued to clenched and loosened...

In the restaurant, the woman in black leaned over, half lying on the table in front of Bai Ling, and was using a whip to ambiguously lift the corner of the youth's veil, smiling lightly, "My slave is already regarded as a peerless beauty, just look at you The posture makes people feel excited.”

Bai Ling sat without moving a bit, her eyes were like ice and snow.

The woman in black crawled two minutes in, her winking eyes were like silk, she opened her mouth, looked up at Bai Ling longingly, and gasped, "If you follow willingly, I guarantee that you will have no worries about food and clothing in the next life, and you will have endless glory and wealth. How about that?" ?”

sand--

"It's not up to you to give him his wealth!" The sullen and domineering girl's voice sounded, and the shining soft sword flew over quickly.

The woman in black couldn't dodge in time, but her arm was slashed with a sword, "Where did you come from, who dared to spoil my aunt's good deeds?"

(End of this chapter)