Be Good Chapter 1923: What does the lady want to do

Blood-like red.

However, the face that was already lively and fragrant, made it even more glamorous and charming against the background.

Who wouldn't want such a beautiful woman.

He wants more.

Xie Ci looked at Yuan Changhuan, and said slowly, without the slightest weakness of being seriously injured, "Good stab."

There is even a smile in his eyes.

For a moment, Yuan Changhuan suddenly saw a flash of desolation in his eyes, and said in a long voice, "Yuanyuan!"

The next moment.

It turned into a half-smile again.

Yuan Changhuan's peach blossom eyes narrowed, no matter how stupid she was, she was aware of it.

With a firm mind, he pursed his **** lips tightly, "Who are you?"

"Yuanyuan, I'm your husband." Xie Ci ignored the long sword in his chest and walked towards Yuan Changhuan step by step.

Yuan Changhuan thought of Mo Chen's words, and let go of his hand, afraid that he would really kill the wrong person by making such a move.

Seeing the man in a crescent-colored brocade robe walking towards him with a soft sword stuck in his chest, Yuan Changhuan was inexplicably puzzled and even more suspicious. Who is it, you are not Xie Ci.”

"Who said I'm not Xie Ci, I know everything about you, how could it not be him?"

Xie Ci chuckled, and pulled out the long sword stuck in his chest casually, "Are you afraid of this sword, don't worry, it has no effect on me."

"It's just a flesh wound."

Clearly it hit the heart, but he said it was a flesh wound. Could it be that he wasn't the one who hurt him?

Yuan Changhuan was full of thoughts.

Squinting her peach blossom eyes, she stared deeply at the man in front of her, stepped forward suddenly, and grabbed his neck.

Under the slippery palm is Xie Ci's Adam's apple.

It is still ups and downs at this time.

Yuan Changhuan grabbed Xie Ci's neck instead, pressed him on the carriage, and asked word by word, "Where did you get Xie Ci to go?"

"Heh, Yuanyuan, do you underestimate me, your husband, and think that I will be haunted and revived by someone?" The sarcasm in Xie Ci's tone is extremely obvious, "In this world, if I don't want to, who is going to marry me?" What can I do?"

"Who are you looking down on?"

The blood on his chest splashed onto the back of Xie Ci's fair and slender hands.

At this time, Xie Ci stretched out his hand.

I want to touch Yuan Changhuan's cheek.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Changhuan turned his head suddenly, causing Xie Ci's hand to miss, but also accidentally wiped the blood from Xie Ci's palm on Yuan Changhuan's face.

The porcelain white jade face was covered with blood.

The strong smell of blood made Yuan Changhuan couldn't help frowning, "Thank you, what do you want to do?"

"I don't do anything, it's what the lady wants to do." Xie Ci chuckled, ignoring the hand on his neck that was clamping his lifeline, and still looked at Yuan Changhuan affectionately.

"Kill you, okay?"

Yuan Changhuan's peach-blossom eyes were dim, and he leaned slightly, next to Xie Ci's ear, exhaling like a randao.

At first, there was no Polish thank you on his face, but under Yuan Changhuan's sudden movement, he finally paused, and his handsome and picturesque face also faintly fluctuated.

After a while, Xie Ci raised her phoenix eyes slightly, "Very good."

Then Xie Ci leaned back, "Come."

"Kill me."

This look of not wanting to live, in the eyes of others, is really... complicated, is this still the legendary Master Xie?

Who is this rascal?

Although Yuan Changhuan felt that this person was not thanking him, she really couldn't guess who this person was.

At first, she suspected Long Quyuan.

However, Long Quyuan shouldn't be such a rascal, right?