Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3248 God in the heart: the princess’s sick dahlia (2)

  "Young Master." The person outside knocked on the door, his tone seemed very respectful.

   "I just saw a figure flashing in, son, what do you want?"

at this time,

   One sentence to answer the foregone conclusion.

   is just dyed white but not nervous, calmly, her thin lips pull out a beautiful and lingering arc, she smiles thinly and carelessly, and her attitude of being aloof when she first sees it is glaring.

  Jin Yao said: "No."

  The sound quality of juvenile is clear and light.

When the people outside heard this answer, he frowned slightly and his face sank. He did not leave directly, but continued to be concerned and said: "I couldn't read it wrong just now. Son, this is not a small matter, yours. I can't ignore it..."

  After speaking,

  He directly opened the door!

  The door was pushed open from the outside. After seeing the scene in the room, the person was taken aback involuntarily.

  In the elegant and ancient room, there is a pear-wood screen with a cold and noble young man standing on one side. Such a picture makes even destruction a sin.

  Jin Yao's tone is cold, holding back the indifferent meaning: "Did you finish?"

The man looked around for a week, and after confirming that he hadn’t seen anything, a smile appeared on his face, and he said to Jin Yao: “Sorry, the younger one is also worried about the son’s safety. I'm relieved."

After    finished speaking, he turned and walked out, closing the door.

  The young man watched the man leave without expression. After being quiet, Shaoqing looked sideways at the screen beside him, "He's gone."

  That person is not the servant of dreams.

  Worrying is just an excuse, the real purpose can only be because of this one.

  A figure walked out from behind the screen, and the purple clothes caught his sight.

"It's kind of heart." The girl chuckled, and she gave birth to a good voice, because the medicine was slightly dumb, and she spoke with a blushing and bewitching voice, which was apparently pierced, but mixed with a smile that didn't have any warmth. : "Thank you young man."

"You have Chinese medicine." Jin Yao couldn't be more familiar with this kind of thing, and he could tell the girl's situation at a glance. His slender eyelashes held a drop of crystal water, half covering the dark eyes, and said flatly: "I Can help you."

  Ranbai heard the words, raised his eyebrows, and looked up and down at the young man. Such gaze was naturally unscrupulous and unconcealed, and magnanimity was also dangerous.

Because he had just taken a bath, the boy’s white clothes were like snow, and there was still a bit of mist lingering in it, and it was even more misty and dusty. Three thousand ink hairs scattered behind him, that exquisite and beautiful face was elegant and beautiful, photographed by a scarlet tear mole under the corner of his left eye. It was breathtaking, and the pierced water beads hovered on the looming collarbone along his clean and distinct side face, falling off his collar.

  A majestic, stunning appearance.

  It's just that the lonely and cold temperament seems inaccessible.

  Ran Bai noticed the pear blossoms embroidered on the sleeves of the boy. He seemed to love pear blossoms.

  "Help me?" She smiled, the scent of acacia that had been dormant in her body for a long time made her consciousness dizzy and her desires darkened.

  The teenager in front of him seemed to be the perfect prey.

  Ranbai straightened up, approaching a few steps, with a strong aura, calmly taking pictures.

  The distance between the two is reduced because of these steps.

  The young man's expression is calm, his eyes are three points darker than ordinary people, as if splashed with the richest and purest ink, bottomless, reflecting the figure of people, as if they can be sucked in.

  At that moment,

   There was a cold and romantic chuckle, three points thin and breathtaking.

  Ranbai did not conceal the desire for possession of the young man in the face of the spark in his eyes, all the strong and unscrupulous took action at that moment.

   bullying up.

  Her cold and slender fingers clasped the juvenile’s exquisite and hard wrist bone, pushing the person aside without warning.

The figure of the young man slammed into the table top, and the porcelain jade vase that was quietly placed on the table shook unsteadily. Even the bunches of snow-white pear flowers in the vase swayed slightly, lining the young man’s wide coat. The sleeves, embroidered pear blossom fine lines, are lifelike and elegant.

  Jin Yao paused at that moment, a strange touch came from his lips.

  The thin white-dyed lips are covered with the thin and soft lips of the young man, with long eyelashes hanging down, a pair of peach eyes are sharp and squiggly, which outlines the demonization of evil and deceit.

  Close and close like never before.

  Jin Yao breathed slightly, his wrist was tightly pressed, he could see the figure close at hand, and he seemed to perish.

  The young man was silent and did not resist or resist. A sharp dagger was silently hidden in his sleeve and never unsheathed from beginning to end. His expression was always alienated and lonely because of such lingering and hot kisses.

  Dyeing white pressing people, kissing repeatedly, without any scrupulous dominance and hot temperature, the clean and light fragrance of vegetation lingers around her in the tumbling time of desire, and the faint fragrance of pear blossoms is inconceivable.

  Especially when the boy’s tearful mole became more sullen when kissing.

Jin Yao said nothing, he did not close his eyes. On the contrary, he stared at the girl close at hand from beginning to end. The deep pupils of the ink-splashing eyes were sinking and floating with unpredictable emotions, and they were far away like an abyss. And, because of the kiss, it was covered with a layer of mist, like a cold river.

  There is a slight restrained gasp in the room.

   "Ning Bai." Dye Bai finally bit the boy's lip line and used a little bit of force. The gestures are high and breathtaking, and the tone is cold and beautiful, calm and dumb, "I remember."

  After speaking,

  The purple-clothed girl stepped away, and directly pushed open the pear wood window next to her, and jumped out neatly, her back is very cold and proud.

   can’t be beaten.

  The moon was as cold as water, poured in through the half-open window, and fell to the ground with fine brilliance, outlines the young and slender shadow.

  The clean and cold profile of the side face is half-hidden in the darkness, with picturesque eyebrows and dark eyes.

  Ranbai jumped down from the window and left here directly.

  The only time she looked back, she glanced calmly at the bustling night behind her. The lanterns hanging high, reflecting the red light, fell on the antique gold-embedded plaque, with three words elegantly engraved on it.

  Floating dreams.

  Light and shadow reflected in her bottomless eyes.

  Yan Bai turned around indifferently, his eyes were calm.

  She wiped her lower lip with her fingertips, her pale lip color was smeared with crimson, but she said two words indifferently: "Plot."

  ...At the beginning, Feng Luo ran into such a scene directly, and Feng Luo was still a little confused, and then the host was still so calm... As if nothing happened, Feng Luo was sincerely admired.

  It screamed obediently, and then passed all the plot to Ranbai.

  The identity of the original owner has been sent to Ranbai, and now it is the main storyline.

  Ancient background.

  The world divides and consolidates, combines and divides, and there is never a fixed number, such as four points today, the four countries stand together.

  This is the center of gravity of the capital of Guzheng.

  And the original owner,

  The surname is Ning, the name is Bai.

  Born in the royal family, no one knows, no one knows.

  (End of this chapter)