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Hua Si's eyes were cold: "Turn a person into a fool slowly."

The only person besides Huajian and General Hua who knew her true identity now seems to be Song Boxue.

She glanced at Zhu Zhu and Jiang Fanyin. If these two knew about it, then besides Song Boxue, there were two more hidden dangers, three in total.

When necessary, no one can stay.

But Song Boxue is an unfathomable person, if he is not very sure he can't make a move, so he can only stabilize first.

Song Boxue raised his eyebrows: "Who is it, is it in the city guard army?"

In the defense army, it is more convenient for Hua Si to do it by herself than to let her do it.

The key is to slowly turn people into fools, that is to say, it cannot be fatal. The most important thing is that Hua Si knows that she can turn people into fools, which means that the supporting actress has secretly investigated her.

The investigation found that Jiang Wuyi became a fool after being interrogated by her. These ancient people really cannot be underestimated. Each of them has eight hundred eyes.

Seeing that Song Boxue seemed to have figured everything out, Hua Si said indifferently, "Mr. Lu."

General Hua's confidant, that is, the insider.

This person not only has many guards, it is difficult to kill him without telling him, but he can't kill him directly, otherwise he will be suspected of silence.

Hua Si has her own calculations in her heart, and she doesn't want to get burned too early.

"Just tell me where he lives." Song Boxue agreed. Since she is General Hua's think tank, she should settle the matter first. It is exactly what she wants to kill two birds with one stone.

Zhu Zhu and Jiang Fanyin at the side opened their eyes wide in unison. Song Boxue still has this trick?

Seeing that she agreed, Hua Si didn't stay long.

There were only three people left in the room, Zhu Zhu didn't shy away from Jiang Fanyin, approached Song Boxue blatantly and whispered: "That Hua Sifang is so fickle, it's better to be careful."

She has never seen a person who changes so magically, red turns green, green turns red, good and evil are indeterminate, it's really like playing face-changing.

Seeing Song Boxue nodding, Zhu Zhu raised his voice and asked, "By the way, can you still make people fool?"

Song Boxue replied speciously: "It's just a coincidence, I don't know if it will work or not."

"I don't know if it works or not, but you promised so neatly, what if it doesn't work out?" Zhu Zhu was shocked, was it so casual?

"As for the situation just now, how can I cooperate with her if I don't agree?"

"Too."

Seeing that Zhu Zhu didn't ask any more questions, Song Boxue heaved a sigh of relief, and raised his eyes to see Jiang Fanyin's probing eyes.

She was short of breath, forgetting that the heroine was there at the time, and probably also noticed Jiang Wuyi's abnormality, how should I explain it now?

Inexplicably, she didn't want to deal with Jiang Fanyin by fooling Zhu Zhu.

Fortunately, Jiang Fanyin was as understanding as ever and didn't ask any questions.

At night, Song Boxue realized that he was too happy.

After telling Zhu Zhu to stay safe, she quietly came to Jiang Fanyin's window, and the window opened as soon as it was pushed, obviously it was left on purpose.

There was no light in the room. Jiang Fanyin was sitting on the bed. When she saw her come in, she moved inside and lay down.

Song Boxue understood, took off his clothes and went to bed, and just laying down, he heard Jiang Fanyin ask: "What does it mean to be red and then green? How did you make Jiang Wuyi stupid before? Did you give him any medicine?"

It might be difficult to deal with that Army Division Lu if it is the method of dosing.

Song Boxue: "..."

This... Can I not explain it?

Jiang Fanyin waited quietly for her answer, but it was obviously not possible.

"Sister Jiang, I feel a little thirsty—" Song Boxue changed the subject, trying to muddle through.

"Thirsty." Jiang Fanyin's tone was cold, determined to ask.

This person muttered to Zhu Zhu all day long, but she still couldn't understand it, thinking about it made her feel uncomfortable.

Song Boxue gently kissed Jiang Fanyin's ear: "The red and green that Zhu Zhu said is her secret. When the time is right, Sister Jiang will ask her if she is okay. As for making people stupid, I do have my own way. But it’s not easy to explain, I’ll tell you everything after this matter, okay?”

Jiang Fanyin pursed her lips. She could understand that it was about other people's secrets.

But why can't we say anything about Song Boxue himself? Do we have to wait until the matter here?

"Go to sleep." There was an imperceptible sense of loss in the light tone.

Song Boxue moved the corners of his mouth, but did not speak.

She wanted to explain her origin clearly, but she couldn't help feeling worried.

It hasn't been long since they established their relationship and trust, so should she tell Jiang Fanyin: I am not your fiancé, I am just a soul from a foreign land, I do not belong to this world...

Song Boxue didn't know how Jiang Fanyin would react. She didn't even dare to imagine what-ifs, but she felt aggrieved by not saying anything.

She is a modern person, an Alpha, why is she so cowardly in front of emotions.

"Sister Jiang, if I'm not your fiance, would you still be with me?"

If this Song Boxue is not that 'Song Boxue', if there is no marriage contract between them, will there be a beginning?

Hearing her words, Jiang Fanyin said calmly, "There is no if."

It's just that the person she's tempted happens to be her fiancé, so there's no if.

Song Boxue was heartbroken and couldn't help covering his chest: "Sister Jiang, I feel so uncomfortable here."

"Where is it uncomfortable?" Jiang Fanyin turned over, listening to Song Boxue's aggrieved voice, temporarily put down all thoughts, only concern was left in her mind.

Song Boxue took her hand and put it on her chest, pressed it carelessly and said, "Here, I think it will be much more comfortable if you rub it."

There was softness under the palm, Jiang Fanyin's fingers stiffened, and he was in a daze for a while.

"Sister Jiang?"

"It's really uncomfortable?" Jiang Fanyin sighed quietly, moved her fingers lightly, and rubbed carefully according to Song Boxue's wishes.

"Well, it's much more comfortable now." I don't know if it's because of psychological reasons, Song Boxue suddenly felt less congested.

Jiang Fanyin bit the corner of her lips and rubbed them silently, her thick and long eyelashes trembling quietly under the cover of night.

This shameless person must have done it on purpose.

If she can't get off topic, she uses this method to divert her attention, but she is still in control, and she can't complain, only a little bit of embarrassment.

Shamed and annoyed, Jiang Fanyin had nothing to do with Song Boxue.

She thought that she must have owed Song Boxue a lot in her previous life, and she was destined to repay it in this life, so she was moved and put Song Boxue in her heart, and she couldn't let go of it anymore.

"Sister Jiang, your fingers are a bit cold." Song Boxue held Jiang Fanyin's hand, his tone low.

Cold fingers?

Jiang Fanyin was taken aback for a moment, and then felt soft, delicate, and hot under his fingers.

When did you take off your clothes?

She woke up suddenly, and wanted to withdraw her hand, but was held tightly by Song Boxue.

"Sister Jiang is frivolous/thin and I want to escape? At this time, you should be responsible to me--"

responsible?

Jiang Fanyin vaguely felt that she did not untie the clothes, as if this person took advantage of her inattention and took the initiative...

Before she could think clearly, her thoughts were dropped again.

The corners of the lips are warm/soft, and the breathing is affected by the other party...

After a long time, Song Boxue's dissatisfied voice sounded in his ears: "Every time I can only draw cakes to satisfy my hunger, when will I be able to eat them?"

Before going to sleep, Jiang Fanyin was still wondering in his heart, what is painting cakes to satisfy hunger?Is she some kind of cake?what else to eat...

Seeing the person in her arms falling asleep, Song Boxue touched it with her hand, her fingers were wet, she got up and found a clean towel, and carefully wiped Jiang Fanyin clean.

Xin Dao is just a superficial mark, and if she has never entered it, will sister Jiang react?

No wonder Jiang Fanyin looked tired every time. This seemed to be a good idea. I could try again tomorrow night to see if my guess was right.

If true, she likes it very much.

In the next room, Zhu Zhu looked at the bed curtain boredly, and suddenly felt a little lonely.

It's all the fault of that dog official Song Boxue, who said that there is only one wall across and they can hear the movement, so there is no need to sleep together in this city guard.

Obviously I can’t hear anything, okay, I can listen to the corner of the bed every day, but I was suddenly told that I won’t have a chance to listen to it in the future, and I was inexplicably disappointed.

The next day, because of last night's discovery, Song Boxue was in a good mood.

When he saw Zhu Zhu, he smiled and said hello: "Good morning."

"Morning." Zhu Zhu was listless, staring at Song Boxue twice more, this refreshed appearance, could it be...

After seeing Jiang Fanyin, she confirmed her guess, tsk tsk tsk, she succeeded, the blue shadows in Miss Jiang's eyes could not be covered, and she didn't know how long she had tossed about, but unfortunately she couldn't hear anything.

Zhu Zhu propped his forehead and sighed, suddenly regretted that she shouldn't have followed, and missed Gao Zhilan so much.

"What indescribable dream did you have again?"

While eating breakfast, seeing Zhu Zhu yawning again and again, Song Boxue made a rare joke.

Zhu Zhu glared at her angrily: "Yes, it's all because of you."

Song Boxue: "..."

He still speaks so freely, and he is not afraid of others thinking too much.

Thinking of this, she glanced at Jiang Fanyin. Jiang Fanyin was sipping food, as if he hadn't heard anything, with a calm expression on his face.

Seeing Song Boxue looking over, she lightly bit the corner of her lips, looked away, her ears blushed.

This shameless person used that method to change the subject last night. She should be angry now.

Seeing her look away, Song Boxue raised his lips and smiled: "After dinner, I'm going to identify which soldiers I, Qianhu, are leading. Don't go anywhere, and wait for me to come back with peace of mind."

"Hmm--" Jiang Fanyin responded subconsciously as soon as he heard it, forgetting his plan to be angry.

The winter morning was bitterly cold, and Song Boxue just went out when the sky began to snow. This was the second snow in winter.

Hua Jian looked up at the falling snowflakes, and waved to his servant: "Go and give the white fox cloak in my room to Miss Jiang."

"Yes."

Song Boxue raised his eyebrows, the hero still has advantages, at least he is considerate in taking care of the heroine, but why does he feel uncomfortable.

Sister Jiang is her sweetheart, her fiancée, and it's her turn to take care of the male lead.

After a while, the boy came back to report, and just as he was talking, a person followed behind him, holding something in his hand.

Song Boxue recognized the person as Zhu Zhu's guard.

The guard walked up to Song Boxue and said respectfully, "Master ordered a white fox cloak to be delivered to your lord, so that you can be careful of the wind and cold outside."

Song Boxue's complexion was a bit subtle, she took the cloak and looked at the expressions of Hua Jian and the servant, and sure enough, she saw the expressions of these two people were stunned.

It seems that this cloak is the one sent by the hero. After all, they are newcomers, so they don't have any cloaks.

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Song Boxue: I suddenly feel at ease.