The abandoned son of a wealthy family always wants to become a monk and fortune-telling

Looking at Yan Jiu who collapsed on the table.

Bai Xingzhao looked at Yaohua with a smile and a gentle look on his face:

"I think you seem to like Yanjiu very much. Just now you said you wanted Yanjiu to sleep with you.

Today I will be a good person and help you.

He is my gift of alliance to you. "

Yaohua smiled sarcastically: "You are really capable of doing this. After all, he is also your cousin."

Bai Xingzhao said indifferently: "He is just an illegitimate son of the Bai family, and we didn't grow up together.

Besides...it feels like he loves to seduce all kinds of men.

Maybe he would be very happy when someone like Young Master Yaohua fell in love with him. "

Although Bai Xingzhao was smiling, Yaohua felt that Bai Xingzhao was extremely cold and terrifying.

But Yaohua just smiled ambiguously at Bai Xingzhao in the end:

"Then thank you Xingzhao for your kindness. I like this gift very much."

……

The feeling of the wind blowing on my face is very comfortable, warm and gentle.

There are chirping birds and the rustling of leaves in the wind.

Yanjiu felt so comfortable that he didn't want to wake up, and even wanted to stay in bed.

But his consciousness returned. He had been knocked unconscious by Bai Xingzhao before, and he couldn't help but wake up.

Lifting his eyelids slowly, Yanjiu sensed a human figure in his peripheral vision.

He turned his neck with difficulty and saw Yaohua sitting on the chair beside the bed, looking at him in trance.

Yanjiu opened his mouth, his voice hoarse and dry:

"Bai Xingzhao tried so hard to stun me just to let you take me home...?"

Yanjiu really couldn't figure out the relationship between them.

Yaohua stepped forward and stroked Yanjiu's throat with his warm fingertips. He seemed to be smiling but not smiling:

"He gave you to me and asked you to sleep with me..."

Yanjiu disagreed: "You think so too?" He thought it was a joke.

How could Yaohua come to sleep with him just to form an alliance with Bai Xingzhao?

Although Yaohua had said this before, Yanjiu had never taken it seriously.

Yaohua stretched out his hand and pulled down some of Yanjiu's collar, exposing half of his collarbone. His voice was hoarse and his eyes were dark:

"It's not impossible..."

I have to say that Yaohua was really interested. He always felt that he couldn't see through Yanjiu.

That's how people are, the more they don't understand, the more curious they become.

Now there is such an opportunity to "be honest with each other" in front of us. We are not saints, and it is false to say that we have no distracting thoughts.

Seeing Yaohua's virtue, Yanjiu's eyes couldn't help but become serious.

When did Yaohua have unwanted thoughts about him?

Although Feng Yang said that he had a peach blossom in his life, he only had one. He couldn't handle more than one.

Yanjiu's voice was cold: "I advise you to stay away from me."

Yaohua chuckled and held Yanjiu's wrist: "Threaten me, but this is my home and Shang Jing is not here..."

Yanjiu sneered: "If you don't need Shang Jing, why use him?" He wanted Shang Jing to be used for love, not fighting.

When it comes to fighting, Shang Jing can't fight as well as his senior brother Shi'an, and he can't appear as fast as Le Feng.

Although Yanjiu spoke coldly, he was really limp when lying on the bed, and looked like he was easy to bully.

Yaohua is really distracted.

At this moment, he felt a pain in his heart, a dense pain, as if something was gnawing at him.

He tried hard to keep his expression as normal, but the cold sweat on his forehead gave away his situation.

Yanjiu regained some strength at this time and stood up from the bed. He was half leaning on the head of the bed, crossing his arms and crossing his legs, looking at Yaohua with a smile:

"Does it hurt?"

Yaohua looked at Yanjiu with sharp eyes: "It's you? What did you do?"

Yanjiu looked at his nails casually:

"I didn't do anything? I just put a poison in your body."

Yaohua was surprised: "How is that possible? You were lying on the bed just now."

Yanjiu yawned and asked casually:

"Who told you that it was the poison that was cast just now? Who told you that it was me who cast the spell?"

Yaohua covered her heart and repeatedly reviewed the recent events, but still couldn't think of a reason.

He sat back in his chair and tried to ignore the pain in his heart. His thoughts became clearer and his attitude returned to gentleness:

"You instigated this poison... It was poisoned a long time ago. Why did you come to me?"

Yanjiu said calmly:

“Among Yan Yang, you are the one worth fearing, and it’s best if I can control you.

So even though you have been poisoned, you should feel proud. This is proof that you are strong. "

Saying that, Yanjiu glanced at Yaohua lightly:

"Actually, if you had been at peace with me from beginning to end, you would not have known about the existence of this voodoo, and I would not have activated this voodoo."

Hearing this, Yaohua was not annoyed, but looked at Yanjiu with a deeper gaze.

In front of Yanjiu's eyes were a pair of peach blossom eyes that used to be sparkling... now they were filled with coldness and contempt... all of which mixed together to create a particularly flamboyant color.

Yanjiu is controlling the pace of the development of things. He is strategizing yet at ease, and he is calculating all the tricks yet being careless.

Yanjiu's true appearance... is even more confusing and fatally attractive than the illegitimate child who acts anytime and anywhere.

The pain caused by the poison gradually stopped, Yaohuaxiao asked Yanjiu a question:

"If I kill you, will this poison be removed?"

Yanjiu looked at Yaohua inexplicably:

"You were having an affair with me just now, and now you're shouting that you're going to kill me?

Let me tell you something that makes you unhappy. I am not the one who casts the poison. I can only control the poison.

So it's useless to kill me. I'm not the only one who can activate the poison in your body, so it's useless to kill me. "

Saying that, Yanjiu asked Yaohua with interest: "How is it? Are you happy to hear the news?"

Yaohua chuckled softly: "I'm quite happy. Thank you for letting me see the complexity of people's hearts."

As he spoke, Yaohua spread his hands: "So, you put a poison in my body. What do you want me to do?"

Yanjiu's tone was gentle, but his face was cold: "I'm just in case you don't behave. If you don't behave, I will kill you... So please be good..."

Yanjiu looked at Yaohua coldly:

"Yaohua, let me tell you in advance that Bai Xingzhao is an eyesore to me now.

I have never been a good-natured person, and I will try my best to tease anyone who gets in my way.

If you insist on getting together with Bai Xingzhao, I'm not sure I'll do anything to you. "

Yaohua turned around, held the window edge with both hands, and looked out the window at the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers. He couldn't help but sigh:

"I'm really curious about how you developed your current temperament. It's so vicious."

However, Yanjiu ignored Yaohua and retreated back to the bed:

"Please close the door when you go out. I want to sleep for a while."

Yaohua raised his eyebrows: "Sleep for a while longer? You are so brave."

Yanjiu said in a daze: "Why, do you really want to kill me?"

Yaohua has already stepped out.

He sat on the edge of the corridor outside the door, holding a teacup in his hand and looking up at the sky.

He was really curious about what Yanjiu had gone through. He seemed to be an illegitimate child who had accomplished nothing, but he had such a method.

It's really interesting to have such a perfect blend of indifference, nobility and cunning.

Speaking of which, Yaohua actually had no intention of doing anything to Yanjiu at first. He just felt that it would be dangerous to leave Yanjiu with Bai Xingzhao.

He "doesn't want" the inkstone, otherwise Bai Xingzhao will give the inkstone to someone else.

……

In the Bai family, Bai Xingzhao packed a box of apricot blossom cakes from the old shop on the corner.

He walked deeper along the Bai Long Corridor. After a while, Bai Xingzhao knocked on the door of a certain room:

"Grandpa, I bought the pastries you like."

A deep voice came: "Come in."

Bai Xingzhao opened the door with a smile and entered the house. After putting down the pastries, he took a kettle to water the flowers by the window.

An old man wearing a gray Polo shirt and reading glasses was reading a newspaper.

The old man was not angry but looked like a retired cadre.

His voice was also very rich when he spoke:

"Azhao, I heard that you just had food with Xiucheng's illegitimate son. Don't get too close to irrelevant people."

Bai Xingzhao played with the flowers and plants by the window and closed the window for ventilation. When he turned around again, his smile was very intriguing:

"Grandpa, Yanjiu is not an irrelevant person. I discovered something particularly interesting."

The old man put down the newspaper and became interested: "What's going on?"

Bai Xingzhao said leisurely: "It seems that neither Bai Xingjian nor Bai Xingyuan is of the third uncle's blood. The only real blood of the third uncle is Yanjiu.

From this perspective, Bai Xingjian is not the first in line to inherit the Bai family. "