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If Gao Zhilan was a man, she definitely wouldn't make such an arrangement. It was precisely because Gao Zhilan was also a woman, and seeing that she had a close relationship with that Miss Zhu, she tried to make such an arrangement.

Sure enough, although the two men showed hesitation in their eyes, neither of them refused.

Especially that girl Zhu, when she saw Gao Zhilan nodding, her eyes were so bright that they could catch up with the scorching sun, she was almost blind, okay?

Song Boxue thought of Gao Zhilan's expression, and suddenly guessed another possibility in his heart.

In the original book, why did the beautiful and miserable female lead embarrass the heroine, and showed mercy again and again. Those descriptions did not seem to be an enemy of the heroine, but rather guarding something, just to let the heroine know the difficulty. retreat.

However, no matter how the male and female protagonists in the romance novel separate and reunite, they will eventually reunite. All the supporting characters who are against their feelings are destined to be cannon fodder.

Thinking of this, Song Boxue glanced at Jiang Fanyin. If it turns out that the male protagonist had a marriage contract first, then met the female protagonist, and had emotional entanglements with the female protagonist without breaking the engagement.

So Gao Zhilan may not be guarding the hero, but the hero's fiancée, for that girl Zhu...

This can explain it, especially the atmosphere when eating during the day...

"Master Gao is also a woman, so between her and Miss Zhu...they..." They are all women.

Jiang Fanyin's eyes widened slightly, his expression was shocked at first, and then complicated.

What's wrong with being both women? Emotions come from the heart, and you can't force them.

What matters is the person who makes your heart beat, not the gender of that person...

When Song Boxue heard Jiang Fanyin's words, his voice was subconsciously deep, with a long and careless tone, "How about them? Sister Jiang thinks it's okay?"

"It's not impossible, I mean--" Jiang Fanyin wanted to explain, but she didn't know how to explain, and she didn't know what to say.

Seeing that Jiang Fanyin fell silent in the middle of his sentence, Song Boxue snorted lightly, and suddenly approached and said, "Sister Jiang, what should I do if I suddenly feel a little thirsty?"

She is so despicable, she can't help but want to have more, more of Jiang Fanyin's...

The two were so close that they could almost feel each other's breath.

Panic flashed across Jiang Fanyin's eyes, his heartbeat lost its rhythm, and his ears were quietly burned red under the breath of the other party.

She tilted her head slightly, as if this would reduce some tension: "Then... this time... where are you kissing..."

As soon as the words fell, the person who lowered his head slightly raised his head with his chin in his hands.

Song Boxue approached her and whispered in her ear, "Where does Sister Jiang want to kiss?"

She raised her eyebrows, her thin lips slightly curled up, and her deliberately protracted tone was slow and tactful, like a fisherman holding fragrant bait, sitting on the shore with ease, coaxing the fish in the water: Come on, take the bait--

Jiang Fanyin was forced to look at each other, their noses almost touching their noses, their lips biting tightly, unable to speak.

She seemed to see that charming and deadly bait right next to her mouth, so alluring and yet so dangerous.

But the simple fish jumped up in a daze, knowing the danger, and lightly bit the hook that could no longer break free.

Jiang Fanyin's eyelashes trembled slightly and she closed her eyes...

Song Boxue's eyes darkened, he lowered his head, and lightly sipped-

Kiss, fine, long-

"Sister Jiang, breathe-"

"Uh-uh-"

A feeble whisper, only uttered two syllables, but it tickles people's hearts.

It's like being gently scratched by the paw of a little milk cat, so cute, so cute that people want to listen to it again.

"Sister Jiang, if someone else is also sick, what would you do, would you help out as kindly as you did me?" Song Boxue hugged the person in his arms softly, calming down the startlingly loud exhalation.

Jiang Fanyin buried his head in front of her chest, was silent for a moment, and then said sullenly: "Other people treat me like this, it may not be able to alleviate the illness."

"If you can? Will you do this with others? For example, Major General Hua."

A stubbornness welled up in Song Boxue's heart, so stubborn that he proposed a specific reference object.

"No." Jiang Fanyin answered quickly this time, like a subconscious reaction, knowing the answer without thinking.

Regardless of the flurry of heartbeats, she pretended to be nonchalant and raised her head to look at Song Boxue: "He is a man, he is different from us."

"So, if he was a woman, would you help me too?" Song Boxue straightened his face and lowered his tone.

Jiang Fanyin met Song Boxue's gaze and blinked slightly: "I won't - you are my fiancé."

It was the person she was about to marry, who was about to join hands for the rest of her life.

Song Boxue frowned. In the original book, the heroine didn't care about the so-called verbal engagement. Why does Jiang Fanyin care so much about their engagement now?

She vaguely grasped the key point, but that feeling was fleeting, making it too late for people to find the answer.

"It's just a verbal marriage contract. Sister Jiang doesn't need to care about it, and don't let yourself be bound by the marriage contract. No matter what you do, I can understand."

If the hostess ended up with her because of a marriage contract, then it doesn't matter if the marriage contract is not wanted.

Song Boxue thought with some discomfort.

"I care. Do you think our marriage contract is a bondage?" Jiang Fanyin suddenly grabbed Song Boxue's clothes, his eyes flickered, and he dodged in panic.

"Yes." Song Boxue curled his lips and spit out a word.

Jiang Fanyin loosened her fingers slightly, and her heartbeat seemed to be frozen, making her feel cold, cold and helpless.

"It's a sweet bondage. I'm really glad that you can come to Pingchuan County, and I'm glad that that verbal engagement brought you to me."

Song Boxue had a smile in his eyes, and tightened his embrace, yes, I'm so glad.

Fortunately, this encounter gave her a heartbeat and gave her other desires besides living.

Looking at the smiling man, the coldness in Jiang Fanyin's heart instantly dissipated, like the scorching sun in spring breaking in violently, making her throbbing and yearning uncontrollably.

This person can always give her a feeling that she has never had before, a strange and expectant feeling.

She wanted to say: I am also very fortunate.

But I also feel that these words are too unreasonable, and I feel very ashamed for no reason...

Jiang Fanyin pursed the corners of her lips, did not speak, and quietly leaned against Song Boxue's arms--

In the early morning, Song Boxue and Jiang Fanyin came to the front hall early. Although there was no dialogue between the two, they looked at each other from time to time, as if something had changed without anyone noticing. It was silent but joyful.

Soon, Gao Zhilan and Miss Zhu came together.

Why do you say hand in hand?

Because Gao Zhilan seemed to be a little slow in walking, and Miss Zhu would always reach out for a hand from time to time.

"I can walk by myself."

Gao Zhilan dodged Zhu Zhu's hand in embarrassment, walked forward a few steps with a cold face, but couldn't help but help her lower back, she shouldn't be soft-hearted last night, this person simply knows no restraint.

Zhu Zhu lowered his eyes in grievance: "You regret it, don't you? Since you don't want to, why didn't you refuse last night?"

She loved this person deeply, but was always pushed away.

When she learned that her father was going to make a marriage contract for herself, she ran to the Hou Mansion to find Gao Zhilan: "If you go to propose marriage now, Dad will definitely agree, and I don't need to be engaged to that Huajian."

But this person was the same as countless times before, just said coldly: "Zhuzi, you know, we can't be together, I can't give you what you want."

"But you are the only one I want." That night Zhu Zhu ran away crying, and since then, thousands of mountains and seas have separated the two of them, making it difficult to get close.

But this time, she couldn't help but follow, this time, this man no longer looked at her with forbearance and restraint.

Such open and warm eyes, like the dishes picked up one after another, made her regain the courage she used to have.

Let her reach out tremblingly after the candle is extinguished--

Gao Zhilan didn't refuse, and even responded to her in the dark...

Zhu Zhu thought of last night, obviously it was this person who was in pain, but she couldn't cry at the end, because she was so happy, so happy that she couldn't help crying and laughing in her dream.

But after waking up, this person became cold again and refused to let her touch...

Gao Zhilan sighed helplessly: "Zhuzi, I am not unwilling or regretful, I just... just... there are outsiders here."

She's just at a loss, she's just too shy...

Song Boxue, who had witnessed all this, was already cracked in place, as if he heard himself slapping himself.

She told Jiang Fanyin yesterday that both of them were women and nothing would happen, but in the end...

Zhu Zhu took Gao Zhilan's arm when he heard the words: "We just want to be happy and don't care what others do."

Song Boxue nodded quickly and said, "Ah, yes, yes, don't worry about us."

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(Source of this book: Dragon Phoenix Internet)