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Chapter 229 Let You Kiss, Don't Be Angry
Sang Feiwan liked to see Baili Duyue's bewildered look.He tilted his head and kissed the other party's neck, and then moved upwards, holding Baili Duyue's bright red lips again, provocatively teasing with the tip of his tongue, his voice was indistinct: "City Lord If you don't speak, Feiwan will be the city lord to answer..."
The first time they kissed so soberly.
Baili Duyue couldn't help but tighten the hand holding Sang Feiwan's shoulder when he heard the words, his eyes were blank, what was he thinking?He never said that Sang Feiwan could be so presumptuous: "You..."
"Shh-"
Sang Feiwan suddenly pressed Baili Duyue's glistening lips with his fingertips, his brows were slightly frowned, and his usual innocent look appeared again: "Does the city lord not like Feiwan, that's why he said so much?" Prevarication?"
Baili Duyue suspects that Sang Feiwan is pretending to be pitiful again, but the latter's acting skills are so good that people can't tell whether it is real sadness or fake sadness.His gaze was uncertain, but the strength of his fingertips couldn't help but relax a little bit, and he turned his head with red ears and said: "Don't ask such nonsense."
Sang Feiwan created something out of nothing, he twirled a strand of frosty white hair on Baili Duyue's shoulder, and lightly twisted it around his fingertips: "But there are rumors outside that Feiwan is already the owner of the city. , Someone asked yesterday. The subordinates didn’t know how to answer, so they came to ask the city lord, how could it be considered nonsense.”
Baili Duyue heard that someone arranged Sang Feiwan, frowned tightly, and said coldly: "Gossip, why bother. If anyone dares to ask in the future, the city lord will skin him!"
He talked about him from left to right, but he refused to answer Sang Feiwan's question directly.
Seeing this, Sang Feiwan slightly raised his eyebrows, knowing that he still lacked a strong medicine.He smiled, let go of Baili Duyue, straightened his clothes and stood up, saying: "The city lord said so, Feiwan will understand, and in the future, he will definitely do his duty and never exceed the rules."
Sang Feiwan's gentle and soft words when flirting made people unable to extricate themselves, but it seemed like it was only a moment to withdraw suddenly and leave.The hickey on Baili Duyue's neck was still there, but he had already stepped aside cleanly, rolled up his sleeves and began to study ink seriously, as if he really planned to be a "never breaking the rules" slave.
Seeing this, Baili Duyue couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and when he realized it, he felt a strange sense of emptiness and at a loss in what to do.He saw Sang Feiwan standing by the table, earnestly starting to study the ink, paused, and finally picked up the pen to read the chapters slowly, but he was always a little out of his mind.
"Whoa-"
Baili Duyue didn't know if it was on purpose or not, he frowned and turned the paper rattling.However, Sang Feiwan was still there, so he didn't even lift his eyelids.
Baili Duyue's tone was cold: "The ink has faded."
Sang Feiwan smiled, and made the ink thicker.
But Baili Duyue always felt uncomfortable and always wanted to find fault. After a while, he frowned and changed his words: "The ink is thick."
Sang Feiwan raised his eyes: "But the city lord hasn't tried it yet."
Baili Duyue didn't want to read the memorial at first, so he threw away the pen in his hand when he heard the words, and looked at Sang Feiwan unkindly, his lips were tightly pursed, unable to distinguish between emotions and anger: "Are you disobeying the city lord?"
The redness and swelling on his lips did not go away, and his complexion was as clear as cold jade, so it was inevitable that he would look bright red and magnificent.Like being angry more than angry, there is no deterrent effect.
Sang Feiwan slowly stopped the movements of his hands, not afraid of him at all, wiped the ink marks on his fingertips with a handkerchief, and said slowly: "Feiwan doesn't dare, but the ink is hard to wear. Feiwan is afraid of offending the city lord, so it's better to find someone else."
After he finished speaking, before Baili Duyue could speak, Shi Shiran turned and left, exited the hall, and whispered a few words to the maid on duty at the door:
"The master of the city grinds ink, please trouble my sister to come and serve."
The maids didn't dare to serve Baili Duyue, for fear of being skinned if they offended him.Today they finally had Sang Feiwan to serve them. It was rare for them to have a free day. Hearing this, they couldn't help but feel a little puzzled: "Aren't you in front of the city lord? Why doesn't the city lord let you grind ink?"
Sang Feiwan sighed: "The city lord thinks I'm clumsy, so let's go, sister."
The maid couldn't help but looked at each other, wondering why the city lord's temper was still so weird.Sang Feiwan's appearance and temperament are both top choices, so even he can't serve the city lord well?
However, they did not dare to disobey, so they could only choose one person to go in with fear.Sang Feiwan made an excuse to go to the sleeping hall to make the bed and sweep the dust, and left the front hall directly, and went to the back hall where Baili Duyue usually rests.
After a stick of incense, Sang Feiwan appeared in front of the easel in the bedroom without any mistake.
On the top of the easel is a thousand-year-old purple-gold wooden box, which looks simple and heavy, and there is something inside.The housekeeper once told Sang Feiwan not to touch it no matter what.
but……
Although Sang Feiwan is in the world of Xiaohuangwen, he also has the spirit of an adventurous heroine. There may be some secrets hidden in that box, which is related to Baili Duyue's blackness.To be honest, he has coveted this box for a long time.
open,
Still not open?
Sang Feiwan stood there thinking for a moment, still a little undecided.Baili Duyue was in a fit of anger, he would never come to him at this time, if he wanted to open the box, now was the best time.
But according to the law of novels, without the aura of the protagonist, peeking or stealing seems to be sure to be discovered, and curiosity killed the cat.
Furthermore, this is a fantasy world, if the things in the box are really that important, there must be some kind of forbidden spell.Sang Feiwan was absolutely unable to open it only by relying on his ineffective mana at that time.
So who is better to find?
Sang Feiwan rubbed her chin, remembering something, and suddenly called tentatively: "System?"
A shiny diamond flew out of thin air, and made a gorgeous circle: [What are you doing~]
Sang Feiwan gestured to the box, the corners of her lips curled slightly, and secretly urged: "I heard that there are treasures in it, don't you want to open it and take a look?"
The system keenly sensed something was wrong, it hesitated to look at the box above the easel, thinking that there might be some treasure: [Why don't you open it yourself? 】
Sang Feiwan said calmly, "I can't reach it."
The easel was three meters high, and he really couldn't reach it.
system:【……】
Although the system is not a human being, it also knows propriety, righteousness and shame. Hearing this, he snorted angrily: [You can't tamper with other people's things without permission]
Sang Feiwan raised her eyebrows: "How can this be someone else's property? I wrote the book, and of course the things in the book are also mine."
The system still thinks this is not good: [I won't go]
Sang Feiwan didn't seem to care much: "A gentleman doesn't force others to make things difficult. If you don't want to, I won't force it, but..."
The system subconsciously asked: [But what? 】
Sang Feiwan hissed: "However, I can't guarantee whether the degree of blackening can be reduced."
system:【……】
Sang Feiwan had grasped the system's dead spot.In the interstellar space station, every little diamond regards the completion of the task as a lifelong mission. If the degree of blackness cannot be removed, it means that they cannot complete the task. If they cannot complete the task, it means that they are a failed little diamond. They are still suffering.
The system gas turned into a blood diamond, trembling all over.Finally, with a heavy snort, he made a compromise with the fox Sang Feiwan, and flew over the easel with a whoosh.
【Which box? ! 】
Sang Feiwan took two steps back, raised her chin slightly, and gestured, "The purple carved wooden box."
Hearing this, the system carefully looked at the wooden box, only to find that there was a small black lock on it, and frowned, realizing that things were not simple.It used mental power to condense into a transparent tentacle in the air, and then tentatively reached into the keyhole.
【Guji Guji】
[click click]
The system is trying to be a locksmith, while Sang Feiwan looks out of the door from time to time and is in charge of the watch.It stands to reason that this time is when the guards are changing, so no one should come in.However, before half a cup of tea time, a crimson figure suddenly appeared in the outer corridor, walking towards this side, and Sang Feiwan was so frightened that he immediately closed the hall door.
Sang Feiwan looked back at the system: "Have you turned it on?"
The system scratched its head in annoyance, and then dropped a bunch of shiny diamond debris: [The keyhole of this box is forbidden, I can't open it]
Sang Feiwan thought that if you can't open it, why don't you say earlier: "It's fine if you can't open it, Baili Duyue will be back soon, you should leave quickly."
This sentence has an inexplicable meaning of cheating and fear of being caught: My wife is coming back soon, so run away!
The system was inexplicably nervous when it heard the words, and quickly disappeared into the air with a whoosh. By the way, it also blew away the shiny diamond debris on the ground, so as not to be discovered by Baili Duyue as "evidence of derailment".
"Squeak-"
The heavy palace door was suddenly pushed open slowly, revealing a man in scarlet clothes standing outside.Baili Duyue had just stepped into the dormitory when she saw Sang Feiwan arranging the rice paper and ink on the desk, squinting her eyes, wondering what she was thinking.
"boom--"
With a wave of Baili Duyue's sleeve robe, he closed the palace door with his backhand, and the light in the inner room suddenly dimmed.When Sang Feiwan heard the commotion, he couldn't help but pause, wondering if Bailiduyue would lock up his little black room?
However, as soon as he thought of it, he suddenly felt a slightly itchy touch on his cheek, as if someone was flirting with his fingertips.She raised her eyes subconsciously, but unexpectedly met a pair of enchanting and magnificent eyes, with a dark and unclear coolness and a smile surging in the depths: "Sang Feiwan..."
That villainous personality actually came out.
It's just that Baili Duyue seemed a little unhappy: "It's rare for the city lord to come here, and you hide here to wipe the table. It's easy for the city lord to find."
Sang Feiwan quietly stared at Baili Duyue's scarlet eyes, but this time he didn't see the killing intent towards him from inside, and he was relieved that there was no trace.He held Baili Duyue's troublesome hand on his cheek, rubbed it lightly with his fingertips for a moment, and pointed out: "If the city lord comes next time, he should let him know in advance, and Feiwan will naturally stay with him every step of the way. Not going either."
Baili Duyue: "Really?"
He seemed a little happy, because the degree of blackening suddenly dropped by 3%.
Sang Feiwan: "Naturally it is true."
When Baili Duyue heard the words, the curve of her lips gradually deepened, and she looked quite happy.With a hook of his fingertips, he pulled Sang Feiwan directly in front of him, slowly drew a circle on his heart, and said in a darkly bewitching tone: "Sang Feiwan, how about making you a puppet by the city lord, so I can leave you with a trace of spirit. Not only can he escape from the mortal body in the world, live, grow old, get sick and die, but he can also accompany the city lord day and night."
Sang Feiwan knew that this villainous personality didn't have any normal thoughts, every day he wanted to make himself a puppet, put him against the desk, and asked aloud: "Even if Feiwan doesn't become a puppet, he can still be by the city lord's side. Why do you have to be a puppet?"
Baili Duyue sat directly on the edge of the table, lazily clasping his hands behind his back.Once and for a while, the legs were shaking slightly, and the hem of the scarlet robe fell silently in the air, beautiful and charming: "You don't understand, puppets are honest and obedient, and don't have as many messy thoughts as living people."
Sang Feiwan smiled: "Puppets are like stubborn rocks and plants, lifeless, so naturally they don't have messy thoughts."
Baili Duyue's eyes darkened for a moment when she heard the words, and suddenly she slowly leaned closer to Sang Feiwan.The fingertips in his sleeve moved, as if he wanted to grab the other party's throat, but for some reason, he changed his mind and landed on his shoulder instead, uttering a sentence with a cold breath: "But mortals are born, old, sick, and die. The limit of longevity."
Sang Feiwan said: "Then I don't want to be a stone either."
Baili Duyue should have been angry when he heard the words, but for some reason, he suddenly laughed out loud.He laughed so softly that he almost slipped off the table, and was finally embraced by Sang Feiwan.
Hug full.
This feeling is much better than the feeling of being empty.
"You're so interesting," Baili Duyue lay on Sang Feiwan's shoulders, wrapping his hands around his neck slowly, and said with a serious tone of laughter, "Sang Feiwan, my city lord suddenly doesn't want to kill you now."
Sang Feiwan seemed a little surprised when he heard the words, and glanced at Baili Duyue in surprise, as if he had been hit by something, he staggered back two steps, his eyes were full of disbelief: "It turns out...it turns out that the city lord used to be Have you always wanted to kill Feiwan?"
Baili Duyue's villainous personality had never seen Sang Feiwan's green tea appearance before, so he couldn't help but pause slightly: "..."
It's strange, why did Sang Feiwan suddenly become so pretentious?
Sang Feiwan became addicted to drama and couldn't suppress it.He looked at Baili Duyue with a pale face, frowned slightly, and said in a low voice: "But Feiwan just wants to stay by the city lord's side, is there something wrong with that..."
Baili Duyue: "..."
Always feel as if I did something outrageous, but it seems like I didn't?After all, he hadn't had time to kill Sang Feiwan yet.
Sang Feiwan: "Did Feiwan do something wrong that the city lord wants to kill me?"
Baili Duyue: "..."
Doesn't seem to be doing anything wrong.
Sang Feiwan: "Why can't the city lord give Feiwan a chance to stay by the city lord's side, even if it's just to watch from afar..."
Baili Duyue: "..."
Sang Feiwan slowly picked up Baili Duyue's face with his slender fingertips, his face was flawless, his eyes were deep and affectionate, his tone was gentle, and he murmured like a lover: "Keep Feiwan really, really wants to stay by the city lord's side." ..."
Baili Duyue: "..."
Baili Duyue felt a little strange for no reason, his ears were itchy, and even a little stiff.He moved his fingertips slightly, but before he could do anything, Sang Feiwan suddenly let go of his hand and turned his back to him, as if he was heartbroken by the words just now: "Forget it, if the city wants to kill, just kill it, anyway. It's not late to live a low life, and death is not a pity."
Baili Duyue: "..."
Hiss, I suddenly feel very irritable, what should I do?
Baili Duyue reluctantly held his temper, and hooked his fingertips at Sang Feiwan: "Turn around."
Sang Fei wanted to cure this personality a long time ago. Hearing this, not only did he not turn around, but he picked up the picture books on the easel, lowered his head and casually flipped through them: "If the city wants to kill, then kill it. Why bother whether I turn around or not? Either way, it's death."
Baili Duyue frowned a little irritably: "When did the Lord of the city say he was going to kill you?"
Sang Feiwan: "Just now."
ten seconds ago.
Baili Duyue couldn't hold back his face: "My city lord clearly said that he doesn't want to kill you now."
Sang Feiwan stared at the box above without a trace, and replied: "If you don't want to kill now, it means that you wanted to kill before. The city lord doesn't have to hide."
Baili Duyue was even more annoying, he even wanted to kill Sang Feiwan immediately, so that the uncomfortable feeling in his heart would disappear.However, the aura on the fingertips gathered and then scattered, scattered and gathered again, but they couldn't do it.
As he just said,
He no longer wanted to kill Sang Feiwan.
So the hands were no longer stained with blood, and they couldn't hold the sword.But that blood belongs to Sang Feiwan, but the end that Fana's sword points to is Sang Feiwan...
These two personalities influence each other, and love and hate have the same origin.
Baili Duyue swallowed reluctantly: "Then what do you want?"
Sang Feiwan actually wanted to see that box, but he knew that Baili Duyue would definitely not agree, so he could only sigh and said, "That's fine with Feiwan, but it's just according to the city lord's order, anyway, no one cares about me." fate."
"..."
Baili Duyue didn't say a word, thinking that it's really annoying, feelings are really a troublesome thing.He sat on the edge of the table and stared at Sang Feiwan's back expressionlessly. After hesitating for a moment, he suddenly raised his hand slowly in mid-air, and poked Sang Feiwan lightly with his pale fingertips.
"..."
Sang Feiwan didn't respond.
Baili Duyue had no choice but to poke again: "..."
Sang Feiwan subconsciously turned her head back, only to see Baili Duyue approaching slowly, her chin raised slightly, and she brought the tip of her reddish ear in front of her, pointing awkwardly, "My city lord wants you to kiss me."
Sang Feiwan always liked to kiss his ears.
If I let him kiss me, I can't be angry anymore...
The first time they kissed so soberly.
Baili Duyue couldn't help but tighten the hand holding Sang Feiwan's shoulder when he heard the words, his eyes were blank, what was he thinking?He never said that Sang Feiwan could be so presumptuous: "You..."
"Shh-"
Sang Feiwan suddenly pressed Baili Duyue's glistening lips with his fingertips, his brows were slightly frowned, and his usual innocent look appeared again: "Does the city lord not like Feiwan, that's why he said so much?" Prevarication?"
Baili Duyue suspects that Sang Feiwan is pretending to be pitiful again, but the latter's acting skills are so good that people can't tell whether it is real sadness or fake sadness.His gaze was uncertain, but the strength of his fingertips couldn't help but relax a little bit, and he turned his head with red ears and said: "Don't ask such nonsense."
Sang Feiwan created something out of nothing, he twirled a strand of frosty white hair on Baili Duyue's shoulder, and lightly twisted it around his fingertips: "But there are rumors outside that Feiwan is already the owner of the city. , Someone asked yesterday. The subordinates didn’t know how to answer, so they came to ask the city lord, how could it be considered nonsense.”
Baili Duyue heard that someone arranged Sang Feiwan, frowned tightly, and said coldly: "Gossip, why bother. If anyone dares to ask in the future, the city lord will skin him!"
He talked about him from left to right, but he refused to answer Sang Feiwan's question directly.
Seeing this, Sang Feiwan slightly raised his eyebrows, knowing that he still lacked a strong medicine.He smiled, let go of Baili Duyue, straightened his clothes and stood up, saying: "The city lord said so, Feiwan will understand, and in the future, he will definitely do his duty and never exceed the rules."
Sang Feiwan's gentle and soft words when flirting made people unable to extricate themselves, but it seemed like it was only a moment to withdraw suddenly and leave.The hickey on Baili Duyue's neck was still there, but he had already stepped aside cleanly, rolled up his sleeves and began to study ink seriously, as if he really planned to be a "never breaking the rules" slave.
Seeing this, Baili Duyue couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and when he realized it, he felt a strange sense of emptiness and at a loss in what to do.He saw Sang Feiwan standing by the table, earnestly starting to study the ink, paused, and finally picked up the pen to read the chapters slowly, but he was always a little out of his mind.
"Whoa-"
Baili Duyue didn't know if it was on purpose or not, he frowned and turned the paper rattling.However, Sang Feiwan was still there, so he didn't even lift his eyelids.
Baili Duyue's tone was cold: "The ink has faded."
Sang Feiwan smiled, and made the ink thicker.
But Baili Duyue always felt uncomfortable and always wanted to find fault. After a while, he frowned and changed his words: "The ink is thick."
Sang Feiwan raised his eyes: "But the city lord hasn't tried it yet."
Baili Duyue didn't want to read the memorial at first, so he threw away the pen in his hand when he heard the words, and looked at Sang Feiwan unkindly, his lips were tightly pursed, unable to distinguish between emotions and anger: "Are you disobeying the city lord?"
The redness and swelling on his lips did not go away, and his complexion was as clear as cold jade, so it was inevitable that he would look bright red and magnificent.Like being angry more than angry, there is no deterrent effect.
Sang Feiwan slowly stopped the movements of his hands, not afraid of him at all, wiped the ink marks on his fingertips with a handkerchief, and said slowly: "Feiwan doesn't dare, but the ink is hard to wear. Feiwan is afraid of offending the city lord, so it's better to find someone else."
After he finished speaking, before Baili Duyue could speak, Shi Shiran turned and left, exited the hall, and whispered a few words to the maid on duty at the door:
"The master of the city grinds ink, please trouble my sister to come and serve."
The maids didn't dare to serve Baili Duyue, for fear of being skinned if they offended him.Today they finally had Sang Feiwan to serve them. It was rare for them to have a free day. Hearing this, they couldn't help but feel a little puzzled: "Aren't you in front of the city lord? Why doesn't the city lord let you grind ink?"
Sang Feiwan sighed: "The city lord thinks I'm clumsy, so let's go, sister."
The maid couldn't help but looked at each other, wondering why the city lord's temper was still so weird.Sang Feiwan's appearance and temperament are both top choices, so even he can't serve the city lord well?
However, they did not dare to disobey, so they could only choose one person to go in with fear.Sang Feiwan made an excuse to go to the sleeping hall to make the bed and sweep the dust, and left the front hall directly, and went to the back hall where Baili Duyue usually rests.
After a stick of incense, Sang Feiwan appeared in front of the easel in the bedroom without any mistake.
On the top of the easel is a thousand-year-old purple-gold wooden box, which looks simple and heavy, and there is something inside.The housekeeper once told Sang Feiwan not to touch it no matter what.
but……
Although Sang Feiwan is in the world of Xiaohuangwen, he also has the spirit of an adventurous heroine. There may be some secrets hidden in that box, which is related to Baili Duyue's blackness.To be honest, he has coveted this box for a long time.
open,
Still not open?
Sang Feiwan stood there thinking for a moment, still a little undecided.Baili Duyue was in a fit of anger, he would never come to him at this time, if he wanted to open the box, now was the best time.
But according to the law of novels, without the aura of the protagonist, peeking or stealing seems to be sure to be discovered, and curiosity killed the cat.
Furthermore, this is a fantasy world, if the things in the box are really that important, there must be some kind of forbidden spell.Sang Feiwan was absolutely unable to open it only by relying on his ineffective mana at that time.
So who is better to find?
Sang Feiwan rubbed her chin, remembering something, and suddenly called tentatively: "System?"
A shiny diamond flew out of thin air, and made a gorgeous circle: [What are you doing~]
Sang Feiwan gestured to the box, the corners of her lips curled slightly, and secretly urged: "I heard that there are treasures in it, don't you want to open it and take a look?"
The system keenly sensed something was wrong, it hesitated to look at the box above the easel, thinking that there might be some treasure: [Why don't you open it yourself? 】
Sang Feiwan said calmly, "I can't reach it."
The easel was three meters high, and he really couldn't reach it.
system:【……】
Although the system is not a human being, it also knows propriety, righteousness and shame. Hearing this, he snorted angrily: [You can't tamper with other people's things without permission]
Sang Feiwan raised her eyebrows: "How can this be someone else's property? I wrote the book, and of course the things in the book are also mine."
The system still thinks this is not good: [I won't go]
Sang Feiwan didn't seem to care much: "A gentleman doesn't force others to make things difficult. If you don't want to, I won't force it, but..."
The system subconsciously asked: [But what? 】
Sang Feiwan hissed: "However, I can't guarantee whether the degree of blackening can be reduced."
system:【……】
Sang Feiwan had grasped the system's dead spot.In the interstellar space station, every little diamond regards the completion of the task as a lifelong mission. If the degree of blackness cannot be removed, it means that they cannot complete the task. If they cannot complete the task, it means that they are a failed little diamond. They are still suffering.
The system gas turned into a blood diamond, trembling all over.Finally, with a heavy snort, he made a compromise with the fox Sang Feiwan, and flew over the easel with a whoosh.
【Which box? ! 】
Sang Feiwan took two steps back, raised her chin slightly, and gestured, "The purple carved wooden box."
Hearing this, the system carefully looked at the wooden box, only to find that there was a small black lock on it, and frowned, realizing that things were not simple.It used mental power to condense into a transparent tentacle in the air, and then tentatively reached into the keyhole.
【Guji Guji】
[click click]
The system is trying to be a locksmith, while Sang Feiwan looks out of the door from time to time and is in charge of the watch.It stands to reason that this time is when the guards are changing, so no one should come in.However, before half a cup of tea time, a crimson figure suddenly appeared in the outer corridor, walking towards this side, and Sang Feiwan was so frightened that he immediately closed the hall door.
Sang Feiwan looked back at the system: "Have you turned it on?"
The system scratched its head in annoyance, and then dropped a bunch of shiny diamond debris: [The keyhole of this box is forbidden, I can't open it]
Sang Feiwan thought that if you can't open it, why don't you say earlier: "It's fine if you can't open it, Baili Duyue will be back soon, you should leave quickly."
This sentence has an inexplicable meaning of cheating and fear of being caught: My wife is coming back soon, so run away!
The system was inexplicably nervous when it heard the words, and quickly disappeared into the air with a whoosh. By the way, it also blew away the shiny diamond debris on the ground, so as not to be discovered by Baili Duyue as "evidence of derailment".
"Squeak-"
The heavy palace door was suddenly pushed open slowly, revealing a man in scarlet clothes standing outside.Baili Duyue had just stepped into the dormitory when she saw Sang Feiwan arranging the rice paper and ink on the desk, squinting her eyes, wondering what she was thinking.
"boom--"
With a wave of Baili Duyue's sleeve robe, he closed the palace door with his backhand, and the light in the inner room suddenly dimmed.When Sang Feiwan heard the commotion, he couldn't help but pause, wondering if Bailiduyue would lock up his little black room?
However, as soon as he thought of it, he suddenly felt a slightly itchy touch on his cheek, as if someone was flirting with his fingertips.She raised her eyes subconsciously, but unexpectedly met a pair of enchanting and magnificent eyes, with a dark and unclear coolness and a smile surging in the depths: "Sang Feiwan..."
That villainous personality actually came out.
It's just that Baili Duyue seemed a little unhappy: "It's rare for the city lord to come here, and you hide here to wipe the table. It's easy for the city lord to find."
Sang Feiwan quietly stared at Baili Duyue's scarlet eyes, but this time he didn't see the killing intent towards him from inside, and he was relieved that there was no trace.He held Baili Duyue's troublesome hand on his cheek, rubbed it lightly with his fingertips for a moment, and pointed out: "If the city lord comes next time, he should let him know in advance, and Feiwan will naturally stay with him every step of the way. Not going either."
Baili Duyue: "Really?"
He seemed a little happy, because the degree of blackening suddenly dropped by 3%.
Sang Feiwan: "Naturally it is true."
When Baili Duyue heard the words, the curve of her lips gradually deepened, and she looked quite happy.With a hook of his fingertips, he pulled Sang Feiwan directly in front of him, slowly drew a circle on his heart, and said in a darkly bewitching tone: "Sang Feiwan, how about making you a puppet by the city lord, so I can leave you with a trace of spirit. Not only can he escape from the mortal body in the world, live, grow old, get sick and die, but he can also accompany the city lord day and night."
Sang Feiwan knew that this villainous personality didn't have any normal thoughts, every day he wanted to make himself a puppet, put him against the desk, and asked aloud: "Even if Feiwan doesn't become a puppet, he can still be by the city lord's side. Why do you have to be a puppet?"
Baili Duyue sat directly on the edge of the table, lazily clasping his hands behind his back.Once and for a while, the legs were shaking slightly, and the hem of the scarlet robe fell silently in the air, beautiful and charming: "You don't understand, puppets are honest and obedient, and don't have as many messy thoughts as living people."
Sang Feiwan smiled: "Puppets are like stubborn rocks and plants, lifeless, so naturally they don't have messy thoughts."
Baili Duyue's eyes darkened for a moment when she heard the words, and suddenly she slowly leaned closer to Sang Feiwan.The fingertips in his sleeve moved, as if he wanted to grab the other party's throat, but for some reason, he changed his mind and landed on his shoulder instead, uttering a sentence with a cold breath: "But mortals are born, old, sick, and die. The limit of longevity."
Sang Feiwan said: "Then I don't want to be a stone either."
Baili Duyue should have been angry when he heard the words, but for some reason, he suddenly laughed out loud.He laughed so softly that he almost slipped off the table, and was finally embraced by Sang Feiwan.
Hug full.
This feeling is much better than the feeling of being empty.
"You're so interesting," Baili Duyue lay on Sang Feiwan's shoulders, wrapping his hands around his neck slowly, and said with a serious tone of laughter, "Sang Feiwan, my city lord suddenly doesn't want to kill you now."
Sang Feiwan seemed a little surprised when he heard the words, and glanced at Baili Duyue in surprise, as if he had been hit by something, he staggered back two steps, his eyes were full of disbelief: "It turns out...it turns out that the city lord used to be Have you always wanted to kill Feiwan?"
Baili Duyue's villainous personality had never seen Sang Feiwan's green tea appearance before, so he couldn't help but pause slightly: "..."
It's strange, why did Sang Feiwan suddenly become so pretentious?
Sang Feiwan became addicted to drama and couldn't suppress it.He looked at Baili Duyue with a pale face, frowned slightly, and said in a low voice: "But Feiwan just wants to stay by the city lord's side, is there something wrong with that..."
Baili Duyue: "..."
Always feel as if I did something outrageous, but it seems like I didn't?After all, he hadn't had time to kill Sang Feiwan yet.
Sang Feiwan: "Did Feiwan do something wrong that the city lord wants to kill me?"
Baili Duyue: "..."
Doesn't seem to be doing anything wrong.
Sang Feiwan: "Why can't the city lord give Feiwan a chance to stay by the city lord's side, even if it's just to watch from afar..."
Baili Duyue: "..."
Sang Feiwan slowly picked up Baili Duyue's face with his slender fingertips, his face was flawless, his eyes were deep and affectionate, his tone was gentle, and he murmured like a lover: "Keep Feiwan really, really wants to stay by the city lord's side." ..."
Baili Duyue: "..."
Baili Duyue felt a little strange for no reason, his ears were itchy, and even a little stiff.He moved his fingertips slightly, but before he could do anything, Sang Feiwan suddenly let go of his hand and turned his back to him, as if he was heartbroken by the words just now: "Forget it, if the city wants to kill, just kill it, anyway. It's not late to live a low life, and death is not a pity."
Baili Duyue: "..."
Hiss, I suddenly feel very irritable, what should I do?
Baili Duyue reluctantly held his temper, and hooked his fingertips at Sang Feiwan: "Turn around."
Sang Fei wanted to cure this personality a long time ago. Hearing this, not only did he not turn around, but he picked up the picture books on the easel, lowered his head and casually flipped through them: "If the city wants to kill, then kill it. Why bother whether I turn around or not? Either way, it's death."
Baili Duyue frowned a little irritably: "When did the Lord of the city say he was going to kill you?"
Sang Feiwan: "Just now."
ten seconds ago.
Baili Duyue couldn't hold back his face: "My city lord clearly said that he doesn't want to kill you now."
Sang Feiwan stared at the box above without a trace, and replied: "If you don't want to kill now, it means that you wanted to kill before. The city lord doesn't have to hide."
Baili Duyue was even more annoying, he even wanted to kill Sang Feiwan immediately, so that the uncomfortable feeling in his heart would disappear.However, the aura on the fingertips gathered and then scattered, scattered and gathered again, but they couldn't do it.
As he just said,
He no longer wanted to kill Sang Feiwan.
So the hands were no longer stained with blood, and they couldn't hold the sword.But that blood belongs to Sang Feiwan, but the end that Fana's sword points to is Sang Feiwan...
These two personalities influence each other, and love and hate have the same origin.
Baili Duyue swallowed reluctantly: "Then what do you want?"
Sang Feiwan actually wanted to see that box, but he knew that Baili Duyue would definitely not agree, so he could only sigh and said, "That's fine with Feiwan, but it's just according to the city lord's order, anyway, no one cares about me." fate."
"..."
Baili Duyue didn't say a word, thinking that it's really annoying, feelings are really a troublesome thing.He sat on the edge of the table and stared at Sang Feiwan's back expressionlessly. After hesitating for a moment, he suddenly raised his hand slowly in mid-air, and poked Sang Feiwan lightly with his pale fingertips.
"..."
Sang Feiwan didn't respond.
Baili Duyue had no choice but to poke again: "..."
Sang Feiwan subconsciously turned her head back, only to see Baili Duyue approaching slowly, her chin raised slightly, and she brought the tip of her reddish ear in front of her, pointing awkwardly, "My city lord wants you to kiss me."
Sang Feiwan always liked to kiss his ears.
If I let him kiss me, I can't be angry anymore...
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