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Chapter Twelve The Cold-Blooded Killer Falls in Love with Me (12)
Zhou Yan really didn't do it on purpose to make a tall man who is about 1.8 meters cry. It seems that he doesn't know enough about Leng Xiang, maybe this person is really not as powerful as he sees.
"Then answer me, would you like to?" This question is difficult to answer or what, so surprised?
"You, don't you hate me?" Leng Xiang was really surprised, she thought she had already been rejected. In the end, I heard that he said to stay by my side, really...
"A little angry, but I don't hate it." Zhou Yan said honestly, seeing his cautious and pitiful appearance: "I still like you, don't doubt it." Leng
Xiang It's like hearing redemption, my mind went blank, only a few words were left to play in a loop, he still likes me... still likes me... likes me... "
Really..."
"Better than pearls."
"Hmm. " Leng Xiang couldn't restrain the corners of his mouth from curling up, tried to press it down, and answered the last question: "Okay."
Zhou Yan teased him: "What's good?"
Leng Xiang pursed his lips: "To accompany you, from now on."
Zhou Yan instead I was amused by him, and I thought that who cares that you are always with me, but I dare not tease him, what if he takes it seriously.
"Go back with me first, I still have a lot of questions to ask you."
Leng Xiang's heart tightened, and she panicked reflexively when she heard the question. But Zhou Yan walked ahead, so he could only follow silently.
It was Zhou Tan's room. When he entered the door and saw the sword on the table, someone's eyes turned from time to time.
"Want to go back?" Zhou Yan asked a little funny. At first, he secretly sent it back to him, but now he wants it eagerly.
"Yeah." Leng Xiang was embarrassed when he thought of the beginning. He originally wanted to see Zhou Tang, so returning the sword was half an excuse. Decided to return, but also hesitated for a long time.
"Take it, it was originally given to you." Zhou Yan said.
In the past, I thought that Leng Xiang was not rare, otherwise he would not have sent it back. But seeing him carefully put in his arms now, like some lost and found treasure, is also a subtle contrast.
Zhou Yan joked a bit: "Since you like it so much, why did you come back?"
Leng Xiang sat beside her, staring blankly at Zhou Yan pouring tea for him, her ears turned red, "No reason." But she didn't want to tell, it was Hearing that he accepted the woman, he just persuaded himself to die.
"So, you didn't accept me before because of revenge?" Zhou Yan asked abruptly.
When the word "revenge" was mentioned again, Leng Xiang reflexively felt guilty, his face turned from reddish to pale.
Zhou Tan: "I don't blame you, I just want to know about you."
Leng Xiang recalled lazily, that she didn't even tell her name because she was very sad and forced herself to leave. He opened his mouth, wet his fingers with tea and wrote two words on the table: "My name is Leng Xiang." "
Yes." Zhou Yan looked at it carefully, and then wrote his own name: "I am the king of poison. Sheng and Yao Wang Bu Mie's apprentice, when they met you, they first came out of the rivers and lakes. What about you?"
Leng Xiang paused, his mouth was tightly closed, and he didn't speak.
"Can't say?"
"No... I, an ordinary warrior, have no father... no mother." Leng Xiang thought for a while, then said awkwardly, "I am twenty-three years old, and I have been in the rivers and lakes for twelve years."
Zhou Yan smiled: "I'm twenty, three years younger than you."
Leng Xiang looked at him with soft eyes.
Zhou Yan was very helpful and smiled: "You are the first person I like, but you have rejected me many times."
Leng Xiang felt a burst of pressure and continued to stumble: "No, I like it, but..." "
But What?" Zhou Tan asked.
Leng Xiang's eyes flickered slightly, and he didn't want to tell. He used to be just a knife for killing people. There is no tomorrow, except for killing people, which is not good.
He couldn't even believe why Zhou Tan liked him.
"You like me, why?" asked in doubt.
Zhou Yan's question was not answered, but he was asked instead, and he couldn't laugh or cry, "If you like it, you like it, no reason."
Leng Xiang slightly curled his lips, and quickly pressed down: "Tell me, I'm good-looking."
Zhou Yan was a little Leng, did he say that?
"I said." He looked at someone decisively.
"Oh, I'm not wrong, you are indeed good-looking." Zhou Yan nodded and admitted.
The topic was misled by Leng Xiang in this way, Zhou Yan went around with him, and asked a silly question: "What about you, when did you start liking me?"
Leng Xiang thought for a while, but his cheeks became hot. Not to mention answering the questions, he didn't even dare to look at Zhou Chen's eyes.
Ah Fu Xiaolingtong answered for him: "Don't ask, he liked you on the first night."
Zhou Yan was happy while probing: "I guess, did he like you from the beginning?"
Leng Xiang started, It was a redder ear that answered Zhou Hao, and it trembled when it received Zhou Hao's sight.
It was very sensitive by visual inspection, so Zhou Yan couldn't help but leaned forward and grabbed the piece of ear in his mouth.
Leng Xiang was startled, then blushed and dared not move.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Tan even blew into his ear, and said with a blue breath, "Do you miss me these days? Huh?" Leng Xiang
swallowed her Adam's apple, and said hoarsely: "Yes."
Honestly, Zhou Satisfied, Li took the sword from his arms, "Then let's talk about the past."
With one word, one look, Leng Xiang fell into it and couldn't control himself.
By the time the two recovered from their passion, it was already midnight. Zhou Li lay on Leng Xiang's body, tired and hungry, and sweating from the heat. I want to eat, but I think it's so late...
"Leng Xiang, I want to drink coconut milk stewed with snow clams." He said with a smirk.
"..." Leng Xiang was stunned for a moment, and also fell into the gentle memory, her expression became softer and softer.
"It's okay without snow toads, I'm so hungry." The purpose of poking the bottom of the shoulder is obvious.
"En." Leng Xiang turned over, put him on the bed, got up, and dressed. From time to time, his eyes returned to Zhou Yan, dozens of times a minute.
Before leaving, he still couldn't hold back and took the initiative to kiss her. It was the point where lips touched lips, and before even Zhou Yan could react, he ran away in shame.
It was late at night, and the kitchen was used to keeping the fire on, so Leng Xiang cooked two dishes with the existing ingredients.
As a killer, although he is not short of money, his life is also hard. Occasionally encounter tasks in the wild mountains and mountains, and I will be hungry if I don’t do it myself. After many years, everyone will play with a few kinds of food.
Leng Xiang is the most proficient at making roasted sweet potatoes, he wondered, does Zhou Tan like to eat sweet potatoes?
After going back to eat and take a shower, it was already midnight. Zhou Yan was so tired that he fell asleep, but Leng Xiang stayed up all night. He hugged Zhou Yan tightly, savoring every minute and every second of the present.
The next morning, Gusu Rongrong saw Leng Xiang who suddenly appeared on the dining table, and was very surprised: "My lord, are you back?" She never thought of seeing Leng Xiang again, because she had asked Zhou Tan, and Zhou Dan kept talking about it. Leng Xiang's name is unknown.
At that time, she still thought that she had misunderstood, and it turned out that the two just met by chance. But this also highlights Zhou Tan's kindness, he cares so much about strangers.
Leng Xiang nodded slightly to her: "Yeah."
Zhou Yan didn't intend to introduce Leng Xiang again, so he smiled and watched, and then said to Gusu Rongrong: "Miss Rongrong, I plan to leave soon."
Gusu Rongrong was stunned , and then smiled: "Baihuayuan, I am waiting for you at any time." This is her intention, and it can only be like this.
Zhou Yan also smiled: "Thank you for your hospitality for so many days. You are my friend."
Gusu Rongrong laughed sincerely, "Okay, I recognize you as a friend. In the future, don't forget to visit me as a friend." "
Okay, definitely remember."
"No."
"Stay."
Seeing the two of them coming and going, Leng Xiang would be lying if she said she didn't envy her, but she only envied Gusu Rongrong's smooth talk.
When Zhou Yan was talking to Gusu, Leng Xiang had already filled himself up in a leisurely manner, and occasionally added two chopsticks to Zhou Zhen, and received Zhou Zhen's return, eating them all in one bite.
"I said I'm leaving, why don't you ask me where I'm going?" Zhou Yan liked to see him eating seriously, it seemed delicious.
"I'll follow you." Leng Xiang looked up, then lowered his head and continued to eat.
"Lunch was so delicious, I just laughed." Zhou Qian said quietly, because there was no meat for breakfast, he was a picky eater...
Leng Xiang ate with chopsticks, and had the urge to hook his lips again. No one in this world cares about whether he eats meat or not, only this person beside him.
Zhou Chen's chopsticks also stopped, because there was a hand under the table making trouble. He ignored it and didn't stop until he put down his left hand, which was just holding him.
Two days later, Zhou Jing and Leng Xiang left Baihuayuan together.
Zhou Tan grew up in a big city made of steel and concrete. He had a stern idea that he never took action, that is to live in seclusion in the mountains.
It wasn't possible before, and it's certainly not practical now.
Stop and go, another ten days passed.
"Leng Xiang, what does your ideal life look like?" Zhou Yan sat on the slow-moving ox cart, lazily basking in the sunset with a piece of grass in his mouth.
Ideal life?
Leng Xiang hadn't thought about this question. As a killer, his life was just so much content, nothing to think about. Occasionally, in the gap between tasks, he would think about it in a daze, what would he do if he got revenge?
But quickly shook his head.
"Have you ever thought about marrying a wife and having children?" Zhou Mi looked at the killer curiously. He was the only line of incense left by their family, and he never thought about passing on the family line?
Marry a wife and have children? Leng Xiang shook his head, he hadn't thought about that, he was a little nervous looking at Zhou Yan, his throat tightened: "Do you want to marry a wife?"
Zhou Yan smiled: "I like children and want to raise a child."
Leng Xiang immediately Sadly, he will not have children.
Zhou Tan knew what he was thinking just by looking at his expression, but he didn't intend to explain to him, so let him struggle.
As night fell, the old man driving the car finally said: "Both brothers, our small fishing village is ahead."
Zhou Li got up and looked around, and saw a group of men, women and children at the entrance of the village, "Old man, that is..." "
Haha, campfire Yes, they are cooking fish soup." The old man stopped the ox cart and laughed loudly: "Our fish soup is delicious, the two brothers are lucky." Zhou
Yan smiled and asked Leng Xiang: "Do you know what this is? Place?"
Leng Xiang hesitantly replied: "Fishing village?"
Zhou Yan shook his head, what he wanted to say was not this: "Do you know that there is a relationship called Brother Qi?"
Meeting Leng Xiang's puzzled eyes, he smiled Explanation: "Brother Qi means that two men get married and live like a man and a woman." Seeing the silly killer's wide-eyed eyes, he continued to drop the bomb: "We get married."
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