The day when the white horse roared and the west wind was reborn

This night will be a major turning point in Li Wenxiu's life.

Of course, it was also a major breakthrough in the relationship between her and the host.

Li Wenxiu, with red and swollen eyes, runny nose, and wet saliva at the corners of her mouth, raised her head dully, looking up at the face that had been masturbating countless times in her dream, handsome guy, really top handsome guy~~~~

Well, forgive her for being useless. She has stayed in this desolate prairie for so long. Except for women in bloated clothes and strong men who glared at her viciously, all she has to deal with are those four-legged livestock. She has been here for a long time. I have never seen such a punctual man.

Look, those deep eyes look like Liang Chaowei, are those eyelashes made of Maybelline, they actually show two small brush-shaped shadows under the candlelight, the high nose, padded, must be padded, and the thin Lips, they are so stylish, it’s unreasonable, even the skin is so good, it can be broken by blowing bombs, even the soft effect of PS is not so delicate, waste, waste, such a top-notch handsome guy stayed under the mask for a full ten years Over the years, from a young man to a mature man, I can't help but shed tears for Li Wenxiu in the original book, you are so reckless, it's such a pity that such a diamond-level man didn't hold on to it, it's such a pity!

Pounce on him, eat him, ravage him...

Li Wenxiu felt the wolf's blood in her body boiling, that burning little universe almost wanted to burn the entire grassland!

Stop!

She seems to have forgotten that this Ma Jiajun is not the infatuated male partner who is devoted to the heroine in the original book, but a thoroughly poisonous man. If he knows what's in his heart, oh, ridicule is a must, say Maybe I will be sarcasm, I am such a good young man who grew up under the red flag, why should I put my hot face on my cold butt, well, let’s go too far, winter melon is delicious, but it’s not useless if it’s not my dish.

Forget it, let's look at it from a distance, the man is too handsome and insecure, and this is still a cannon fodder...

Li Wenxiu rolled her eyes, then lowered her head and mourned.

Grandpa Ji's old chrysanthemum face is too difficult to look up to. He suddenly turned into a proud and beautiful boy, and he can't rush to him. You gave birth to me before I was born, and I was already old when I gave birth to you...

Li Wenxiu felt that the world was disillusioned!

The emperor of truth is the most annoying!

Now Ma Jiajun is very young and has not been in contact with people for a long time. He is not a person who is good at plotting tricks, probably because the mask was taken off, and the inscrutable expression at the beginning also turned into clouds. In addition to changing the face, the mask can also treat facial ADHD!

My biggest secret has already been known by others, and there is only one way to keep it the most secret, and that is to keep the person who knows the secret from speaking forever.

Kill her?

Ma Jiajun hesitated, and told him rationally that Li Wenxiu is just a child with no strength to restrain a chicken. He has no relatives or reasons here, and killing her will be done once and for all. Cool, where to throw it, if it is eaten by wolves, there is no need to bury the body.

This is the best choice for him.

The hand reached into the sleeve, where there were three poisonous needles just in case, and only one needle was needed to make the child close his eyes forever.

To kill or not to kill?

Seeing the uneasy expression of the little girl under the candlelight, he felt inexplicably soft-hearted. She was still a child, her parents were gone, and she was all alone, and her life experience was never similar to his own. This child is eccentric and clever, which makes people disturbed, but her heart is not bad, sometimes looking at her swollen face, I find it very interesting. If she is really killed because of this, the grassland will be left Alone, really lonely...

After a long time, he lowered his hands.

Let her live.Said silently in my heart.

Li Wenxiu, who was still struggling with the issue of beautiful boys, had no idea that in just such a short period of time, she had already walked the road of life and death.

"Don't tell anyone what happened today, do you understand?" Ma Jiajun straightened his body and said in a concentrated voice.

Li Wenxiu is not a fool, if his enemies know his whereabouts, he will definitely not be able to escape. From outsiders, they are one. It was like pounding garlic, "Hmm, my eyes are not good today, I can't see anything, I can't see anything..."

To get rid of the relationship, she must get rid of the relationship, but she knows how weird the temper of this uncertain uncle is, if she doesn't satisfy her, maybe one night, she will have to travel through time again.

I have to say, Li Wenxiu, in a sense, you have the truth!

After the conversation was over, Ma Jiajun couldn't wait to drive her out of the room. He didn't drive her away verbally, but directly slid her out with his hand. Seeing how she fell like a "dog eating X", Li Wenxiu suspected that her eyes had appeared. Hallucination, I actually felt that the corner of the expressionless Ma Jiajun's mouth was slightly raised by a meter.

Cursing all the way, Li Wenxiu returned to her tent, opened the curtain, her legs slumped directly on the blanket.

Today's excitement is so great, the master of time travel actually opened "Gold Finger", and I actually saw the face of the handsome Ma Da so many episodes in advance!

Oh, what a blessing to be back alive!

Men write novels, whether it is Jin Daxia or Gu Dashen, women are always the supporting existence, Ah Zhu made Xiao Feng, Huang Rong made Guo Jing perfect, Xiaolongnv made Yang Guo, Zhao Min made Zhang Wuji, finally Jin Daxia wrote It’s a tragedy. Li Wenxiu is glad that this is not Chu Liuxiang or Xiao Li Feidao. There are not so many bloody storms and conspiracies. At least I know the path I should take. If I am honest Stay, follow the plot, and lead the old white horse back to the south of the Yangtze River alive, instead of worrying that you will become cannon fodder or a tragic woman who will fulfill a certain hero in the next second.

It's just that if it fits the plot, it would be a pity to sacrifice Ma Jiajun. Although his mouth is a bit poisonous, he is still good to himself, not to mention that he will get along with him for many years, but now he is reluctant to let him die, and Li Wenxiu knows that, Since I came to this world, the plot has become a floating cloud. After all, I am not the original heroine in the original book, not so innocent and kind, nor so infatuated.

Then the tragic ending should not happen to me.

In the bottom of my heart, Li Wenxiu prayed to Amitabha, Ten Thousand Buddhas, since I have been allowed to pass through, please ensure that I am safe and sound.

☆, the follow-up after the mask fell~