Proudly follow your heart

The blood-stained fingertips slid across Nangong Cang Ao's side face, bringing out a mysterious dark red color, which made those long and narrow eagle eyes even deeper.

"I know that you have encountered catastrophe since you were a child, and you will not trust anyone easily, but you can't even trust me..." The hand holding the knife squeezed Jun Zhanran's wrist, and the grip was tight.

He pushed hard, Jun Zhanran was pressed against the door frame, and his forehead was pressed against. Nangong Cang Ao took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said: "Zhanran, listen to me! If possible, I would rather never have been to Mufu. I have never met Mu Zhaoxia before, and nothing happened, so you won't harbor any grievances, and I won't regret what I did that day! But things in the world can't be repeated!"

When he was not smiling, Nangong Cangao's gaze became as sharp as a knife, "If I had known that I would meet a man named Jun Zhanran, I would have known that he would fascinate me, and I would have liked it no matter whether he was a man or a woman." With him for the rest of my life, I will definitely not provoke others at will, but who can predict the future!"

He stared at him, all the bold and unrestrained, unrestrained and unruly things in his daily life turned into affection and annoyance, "Promise me, Zhan Ran, even if that child is mine, you are not allowed to leave me, okay?"

Don't allow this, don't allow that, he said domineeringly, but in the end he still asked him if he was okay, and Jun Zhanran saw it all in his eyes, "Don't worry, I won't leave. Once I leave, won't it be for you?" Do you have a chance to reunite your family of three? What's more, there is Huang De who is watching, I need your help, and you need mine."

"Could it be that you plan to leave without Huang De?!" Nangong Cang Ao frowned and stared at him.

Jun Zhan was silent, his silence made the atmosphere even more rigid, and his silence was also regarded as acquiescence, Nangong Cangao looked at him, staring for a long time, "So, in the final analysis, even if you have feelings for me, I will love you In my eyes, it's just a tool for your revenge."

As if feeling disappointed, Nangong Cang Ao let go, stepped back a few steps, and turned to leave with a mocking smile on his face.

With a tense face, Jun Zhanran stepped forward and grabbed him, "Don't you also bear hatred and want to avenge your father's killing?!"

"Don't you want to borrow my hand and let me be your help?!" He hugged Nangong Cangao tightly from behind, not allowing him to leave. After a moment of silence, he said, "You are the same as me, but this is different from the relationship between you and me." They are completely two different things, how can they be confused! Without Huangde, even if I leave, it’s not because I use you as a tool, but because I don’t have to worry about Huangde taking advantage of the gap after I leave, and it’s not good for you ! Do you understand it or not!"

The arms around Nangong Cang Ao were tightly strangled, as if he was the only real thing in the world, Jun Zhan didn't understand why such a shrewd person as Nangong Cang Ao insisted on telling him clearly, he knew him very well, How could he misunderstand him and use him as a tool for revenge?

Under the light, the two figures overlapped into one, Nangong Cang Ao didn't answer right away, Jun Zhan suddenly calmed down, and suddenly realized something.

Sure enough, the man with his back turned took his hand, "How could I not understand."

Turning around, Nangong Cangao had a smile on his face, "Although I understand, I still need you to say it yourself to be at ease, you can remember, Zhanran, this is what you promised, you will not leave, no matter what No matter what happens, you can't leave me."

All he wants is his commitment.

Those words before were just a way to provoke generals, how could he not understand his intentions?Jun Zhanran squinted his eyes and was not angry, "It's you who are worrying too much. No matter what, I will not leave. Not only will I not leave, but I also want to see what kind of woman Mu Zhaoxia is. If she is sensible , that's fine, otherwise..."

"How else?" Nangong Cang Ao seemed to be very interested, looking at him with great interest, to see what he would say.

"Otherwise, I'll make her regret it for the rest of my life." I pressed my warm lips against Nangong Cangao's neck, "You know where I come from, and I've seen too many battles in the harem, how can a person be overwhelmed with remorse? In a lifetime, there are many ways.”

Whispering softly, the slightly warm breath brushed by, but brought a chill, it was a kind of cold air that the sun could not dispel, before meeting Nangong Cang Ao, and when he just met Nangong Cang Ao, Jun Zhanran's words are often like this.

If it were someone else, I would be terrified, but Nangong Cangao laughed, "At that time, I have to take a good look at it, why Zhanran makes life worse than death."

Turning around and stretching his arms, Nangong Cang Ao hugged him back. The winter wind was cold, but the warmth of his embrace could not be driven away. There were fragments of the door frame under his feet. Jun Zhanran looked at his feet, "Since I met you, my temper has changed It's not getting any better."

"It's really unfair, you can ask Xiao Hu, no one said you have a good temper before you met me, you just don't bother to lose your temper with others, so you are always indifferent to others, you don't like to talk to others, or you are cold Keep your face so that the servants in your fog tower dare not approach you."

"You inquired clearly."

"Where is it? It's just a few days of secret observation in the fog building."

"So you started watching me at that time. Say, what else did you see?"

"It doesn't matter what you see, what else do you have that I haven't seen..." The hot breath brushed against his neck, Nangong Cangao rubbed the tip of his nose from the side of his neck, and said in a vague voice: "We Go back to your room."

"The door frame is broken, the door can't be closed." Being dragged inside, Jun Zhanran turned his back, and the door was ajar, shaking slightly in the wind.

"If it can't be closed, it can't be closed. Who else dares to come to disturb, as long as the door inside is closed." Nangong Cang Ao replied indifferently, and started to untie Jun Zhanran's belt with one hand.

"It's not dark yet, so you're in a good mood today." The remaining anger was still there, but Nangong Cang Ao made such a fuss and changed the subject, Jun Zhanran's smile was a little cold.

Although the words were cold, there was heat in his voice, and his warm lips pressed down at the same time.

In the winter, the entangled lips and tongues were particularly hot, Nangong Cang Ao greeted them happily, and the two kissed recklessly in front of the door.

At this time, there was indeed no one there. Feng Jixiu came with his troops, and those who were free went to the door to fight. Now that they were about to retreat, a group of people were watching carefully, not wanting any mistakes to happen.

"Don't blame me for being selfish. I know that I had Mingzhu before. I shouldn't blame you for having Mu Zhaoxia, but it's still different after all. You know what kind of person I am..." Moving his lips, Jun Zhanran's breath was on both sides. A puff of white air rose from the cold air among the people, as if a layer of mist had obscured his face.

"Since you insisted on choosing me at the beginning, no matter what happens in the future, you will not be allowed to waver in the slightest, understand?" The tone of her voice became ambiguous because of the hot and humid kiss, but her words were full of threats.

"I know, I know." Nangong Cangao was not sure if he was the first to be so happy after being threatened.

"Listen to me. It's not that I have a prejudice against Mu Zhaoxia, but that she dared to sleep in your bed and secretly conceived your child. This woman is not simple. I think you can see it without me reminding you." Jun Zhanran explained for himself.

"Speaking of this right now, don't you think it's too unpleasant?" Nangong Cang Ao answered in a low voice. Nangong Cangao had already taken off his coat. The two of them entered the room. The outside door was shaking in the wind. The two of them also seemed to be drunk, and when they unbuttoned each other's clothes, they stumbled and their steps were unsteady.

"Then let's not talk about it." Jun Zhanran's breathing also became slightly rapid, he is not a man who doesn't understand style.

He is indifferent to the many women who flirt with him. On the one hand, he does not want to be approached by others and see through the disguise of his leg problems. On the other hand, he is more or less cautious. Who knows the purpose of the people who approach him?

As Nangong Cang Ao said, it is difficult for him to trust people, which is true.Perhaps only Nangong Cangao, who is as cautious as him and hides hatred in his heart, will understand the pain of having to hide his true self day and night.

Now, there is finally someone who can make him feel completely at ease to reveal his true self, as if in the nothingness of all lies, there is finally one thing that is true, and he has grasped it, and never wants to let go.

No matter what, don't let go.

"Nangong Cangao, as long as you have the slightest pity for Mu Zhaoxia, I will make her life worse than death... Do you hear that?" He fell on the bed, rolled over and pressed him down, placing one hand on his chest.

Under his palm, Nangong Cangao's chest rose and fell, his black clothes were scattered, and his black hair was also loosened. He reached out and tore off the last piece of clothing covering Jun Zhanran's body, "So, shouldn't I treat her more?" It's just a little pity, so that I can see how much you care about me."

He smiled evilly, Jun Zhanran frowned and sneered, "How dare you?"

Move the palm of your hand, press it down, and press on the vital point between Nangong Cang Ao's legs, "You can try it, after I use poison to disable you, you will only be able to lie down and be loved by me in the future. Don't make such jokes."

A cold smile flashed across Jun Zhanran's eyes, and with a movement of his finger, Nangong Cang Ao took a sharp breath, "Since you know it's a joke, why do you take it so seriously...how dare I."

Putting on a frightened look, one hand covered the back of Jun Zhanran's, and his ambiguous and hoarse voice groaned a little, "Zhanran, why don't you use more force..."

It wasn't the first time he saw and heard such a scene, but Jun Zhanran's face was still hot, and he was aroused, "Yes, but let me do it this time." Leaning over, he whispered in his ear.