Chapter 665 Sitting on the Land and the Beauty (84)

The girl raised her eyes in confusion, her curled eyelashes blinked slowly, her red lips opened and closed, and she said, "Something interesting?"

Fu Yue is really cute like this.

He looks so cute and cute like a little fool that people can't help but want to bully him.

The smile on Wen Xian's face became more gentle and intoxicating. He couldn't help but kiss Fu Yue's face and said, "Yes, Lan'er, promise me, okay?"

The girl continued to hum obediently.

She folded her hands in front of her and stared at Wen Xian with her beautiful peach blossom eyes without blinking. There was pure trust in her eyes, which gave Wen Xian an illusion -

That means she actually loves him deeply.

Although he knew it was impossible, he still lied to himself.

Fu Yue looks really pure now.

The clear black and white eyes blinked occasionally, just tilting his head, staring at Wen Xian cutely, like a pure and flawless white paper.

It's so pure that System 677 can't bear to look at it.

Knowing what would happen next, Tongzi went offline with great discernment.

Consciousness returned vaguely.

Fu Yue half-opened her eyes, with crystal tears still hanging on her eyelashes, and what was visible to her eyes was an enlarged and beautiful face.

It almost scared my little heart out.

Fu Yue: "..."

Why is it this embarrassing situation every time I wake up?

Although he was conscious, Fu Yue remained silent and remained as before. His pupils were slightly dilated, and an idea suddenly flashed through his mind.

Wen Xian's soul-stirring technique seems to fail in this situation every time...

Fireworks bloomed one after another in my mind.

There was no room for Fu Yue to think about other things.

…

This scumbag.

This was the first reaction that came to Fu Yue's mind after she woke up.

While she was unconscious, he did so many excessive things to her.

Is this guy still human? ? ?

Obviously not.

Fu Yue: "..."

She only had to turn her face slightly to see Wen Xian's face. His appearance was so good that Fu Yue would still be in a trance even after seeing him so many times.

At this time, Wen Xian had his eyes closed, and his curled eyelashes cast a thick silhouette. His profile was white and flawless, giving him a sense of holiness that was not contaminated by the fireworks of the world.

Fu Yue: "..."

hehe.

Fu Yue took out a dagger from nowhere, and pointed the sharp blade towards Wen Xian's direction. Her hand suddenly rose and then plunged down hard.

A sharp sword flashed.

It just shined on Wen Xian's closed eyes.

The curled eyelashes trembled, and Wen Xian slowly opened his eyes. His expression was incredibly calm, and he didn't seem to be surprised at all by Fu Yue's sobriety.

The dagger was only half an inch away from his neck.

The beauty, who was only wearing a snow-white tunic, slightly bent her eyes and said, "Lan'er is awake?"