stonecrandall Chapter 120 It's Just Because, It's You
Chapter 120 It's Just Because, It's You
Ning Zhe didn't see this scene.
His mind was already unstable, and he lost consciousness under the ups and downs of emotions, and fell unconscious on Huo Chen's shoulder.
Huo Chen brushed away the loose hair on his face, and saw his tightly closed eyes and the deep wrinkles between his brows.
This should be a noble and unparalleled person, but because of them, he fell into the current situation.
Huo Chen couldn't help reaching out to stroke his eyebrows, and wrapped the cloak around him tightly.
He called an attendant to come in, told him to keep an eye on the group of Hell clansmen, and then took Ning Zhe back to an inconspicuous mansion.
Yang Yanzheng was pacing anxiously in the courtyard with his hands behind his back. When he saw Huo Chen coming back, his face immediately showed a look of joy, and he hurried up to greet him, "You are finally back!"
"Be quiet." Huo Chen glanced at Ning Zhe who was sleeping restlessly, and warned Yang Yan with a cold face.
Yang Yan immediately fell silent.
Huo Chen firmly carried Ning Zhe off the carriage, and took a moment to glance at him, "What's the matter?"
Yang Yan glanced at the person in his arms, and whispered: "President Qin is here, and he is waiting in the main hall to see you, General."
Without even thinking about it, Huo Chen said coldly, "Tell him, I won't be free."
Yang Yan said "Ouch", with a bitter expression on his face, and lowered his voice: "General, Prime Minister Qin is so easy to dismiss! The subordinates talked with him for a long time, but he stopped him, you should go see him Bar!"
Huo Chen walked into the room, put the little emperor on the couch, and touched his pale face.
Yang Yan had noticed this ugly, skinny child early in the morning, and couldn't help wondering: "General, who is this?"
If he read correctly, this is clearly a lowly succubus, how could he be hugged by their general?Isn't their general a deadly clean freak who wants to cut off his fingers even if he touches the corner of his clothes? !
Huo Chen knew what he was thinking at a glance, glanced at the little emperor's slightly pursed pink lips, and suddenly spit out four words out of nowhere: "Mrs. General."
Yang Yan didn't hear clearly, "What?"
Huo Chen blinked his vast starry eyes, gently raised his cold and thin lips, and showed a charming and seductive smile on his handsome god-like face, and said to Yang Yan lightly: "I will say, this is what I will say." Your daughter-in-law, your future general's wife."
Yang Yan didn't pay attention to the hand that touched the beautiful beard, most of his carefully trimmed mustache was bald.
"General, general...you just said, what did you say?" Yang Yan couldn't speak well.
Huo Chen ignored him, leaned over and pecked Ning Zhe lightly on the lips, got up and left the room.
Yang Yan was dumbfounded and petrified in the wind.
What did he just see!
The general actually kissed someone else!
Still a little beggar from the Demon Race!
male! !
Yang Yan's legs and feet were weak, and his complexion was not very good.
I think their generals are the people in the dreams of so many women in Dai Viet?When the general was young, no matter what, he was the son-in-law of everyone in Da Viet. Why, he never knew that the general was... a broken sleeve! ?
Yang Yan almost didn't come up in one breath.
It was nothing more than being special to the little emperor before, but the general watched him grow up anyway, and Yang Yan could barely comfort himself that the general cared about his old feelings, but now... this... this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this is not Know what a succubus comes out of nowhere! ?
Yang Yan stared at Ning Zhe's face, his eyeballs almost popped out, wanting to see what was so good about this little beggar who fascinated the general.
But he looked at it for a long time, but he couldn't see anything except the extremely ugly "slave" on his face.
If this beggar is their general's wife... then, that's not as good as the little emperor!
With hands behind his back, Yang Yan sighed and left the door.
"General Yang." A man dressed in black clothes jumped down from the eaves and saluted Yang Yan.
"Lin Baihu."
Yang Yan nodded at him, glanced at the people in the room, and said in a low voice: "I'll leave this person to you, keep an eye on him, and make sure to find out his identity, and don't let these unknown people approach the general."
"Yes!" The man had a serious face and immediately accepted the order.
Yang Yan patted him on the shoulder, sighed again, and left with a sad face.
First they mobilized an army to besiege the four great hermit families, then they approached the Witch God Temple, and now it's this demon clan again... What are they generals trying to do?
Yang Yan couldn't figure out what Huo Chen was thinking.
If he knew the identity of the little beggar, perhaps he would naturally understand that everything Huo Chen did was to protect the poor little beggar.
But Yang Yan didn't know all of this, so he could only be confused, guessing Huo Chen's intentions wildly, while being wary of the little beggar flying up the branch.
As everyone knows, the little beggar in his mind is having a hard time now.
"Why aren't you dead yet!" Ning Zhe almost gritted his teeth and stared at the person in front of him.
"I died, didn't I follow your will?" The man smiled lightly, his voice was low and cold, like rings hitting a spring, clear and pleasant.
He pinched Ning Zhe's neck, stroking his fragile and slender neck with his cold fingertips, and slowly smiled in his ear: "Ning Zhe, I will do anything that makes you unhappy."
Ning Zhe's eyes turned red instantly.
"Why! If you want to collect the value of being abused, you go to someone else, why do you have to ask me!"
No. 67 touched his slightly trembling Adam's apple, and said in a calm voice, "There are so many reasons, it's not just because, it's up to you."
Ning folded his lips and was speechless.
Ever since he changed his body, number 67 has gradually changed, making Ning Zhe fearful.
He tried everything possible to escape from this person, but he was like a real lonely ghost, always stalking him, not giving him any chance to breathe.
Ning Zhe hates him.
This is the first time he hates someone so much!
No. 67 covered his red eyes with his hand, and said casually, "Don't look at me like that, or... I'm afraid I won't be able to help but gouge out your eyeballs."
Ning Zhe shook his body violently.
No. 67 laughed lightly, and thoughtfully said: "This is your dream, and all the reactions are real... That is to say, Ning Zhe, you were scared just now. It's ridiculous, you I'm actually afraid..."
No. 67 smiled, his voice suddenly became low, and his cold hatred whispered like a devil, "I thought you wouldn't be afraid even if I killed you now!"
The strength under his palms is getting stronger and stronger, Ning Zhe gradually has some difficulty breathing, his face is pale and bloodless, and his expression is helpless and pitiful.
No. 67 stared at him coldly for a long time, and finally let go when Ning Zhe was about to be strangled to death.
Ning Zhe's knees softened and knelt at his feet, he couldn't help coughing lowly, the teardrops fell down desperately like pearls with a broken string, he gasped while crying.
No. 67 stared at him blankly for a while, then squatted down, and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes as soon as he reached out.
Ning Zhe looked up at him, his big eyes were filled with tears, and the lake was flooded.
"Are you still running?" No. 67 asked him.
Ning Zhe shook his head while shedding tears, hiccupping from crying.
"I'll help you find Ning Xuan." No. 67 said calmly.
Ning Zhe remembered something, and immediately stretched out his hand to touch his bosom, but found nothing.
Only then did he realize that he was in a dream, and hurriedly said: "Xuanxuan...that puppet, what's going on?"
67 rubbed his head, "Fake, someone is just trying to harm you."
Ning Zhe had a disappointed expression on his face, pitiful and a little bit lost.
No. 67 narrowed his eyes, and he suddenly felt that his decision to drag Ning Zhe into a dream meeting was too wise.
After all, in reality, Ning Zhe is not so frank, let alone show such a funny expression.
No. 67 hooked his lower lip, and the mist around him became more ethereal and light.
He hooked Gou Ningzhe's jaw with his fingertips, as if comforting a small animal, he said unhurriedly: "Don't worry, I will help you find Ning Xuan..."
He didn't say a word, Ning Zhe suddenly looked up at him, someone sprinkled a handful of starlight in his big eyes, gorgeous and bright, as if he was asking No. 67: "Really?"
The corners of No. 67's lips curved slightly, and added the last half of the sentence: "The premise is that you must be obedient."
Ning Zhe trembled, his eyes shrank slightly.
In the dream, No. 67 could see the most real side of Ning Zhe, and he knew that Ning Zhe was afraid that he would let him do those things again.
Although he is cold-hearted and indifferent, sometimes he doesn't take his body seriously, but in the end he is still afraid of pain.
No. 67 sighed slightly in his heart, stroked his hair, "Don't worry, the system has been upgraded, and you don't need to collect abused points anymore."
Ning Zhe in the dream was a good baby, he would ask anything he didn't understand, "Then what should I do?"
No. 67 smiled with pursed lips, and his eyes were meaningful.
"Naturally..."
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Huo Chen didn't know that he was being watched.
At this moment, he was staring deeply at the man in the blue shirt in front of him.
He counted Lin Feishuang, Ningyan, and Qingluan, but he forgot about this person alone, but this person was the most difficult one among them.
After all, the stable life without blood has been too long, and even the vigilance has been lowered.
Huo Chen lowered his eyes, picked up a cup of coarse porcelain tea, took a sip unhurriedly, and said slowly, "President Qin came here to see someone from the general's house?"
Qin Shen looked at him calmly, without making a sound.
Huo Chen pursed his lips and smiled, his handsome face was hidden in the lingering mist, making his brows and eyes blurred.
"Unfortunately, there is no one in the general's mansion whom Prime Minister Qin said."
Qin Shen's expression was as calm as water, and he was not irritated by his perfunctory attitude.
After a moment of silence, he stood up and opened his thin lips lightly, and said lightly: "Since the general said so, then there must be nothing. I'm bothering you today, please leave."
"What does Prime Minister Qin think of this place? Come whenever you want, leave whenever you want, there is no such reason in the world."
Qin Shen's expression was still gentle, "What the general said is reasonable, this time it's because I didn't think carefully, so is it according to what the general said?"
Huo Chen caressed the rough porcelain teapot carelessly with his fingertips, as if he was thinking about something.
After a while, he slightly hooked the corner of his lower lip, revealing a playful smile.
"I've heard that Prime Minister Qin's martial arts are very strong. I don't know how to be a general, so I want to come and learn. If Prime Minister Qin can catch my blow, I will let the past go. How about it?"
Qin Shen frowned slightly, and moved his fingers hidden in his sleeves lightly.
"Why, Prime Minister Qin is also afraid?" Huo Chen laughed playfully.
He naturally knew the reason why Qin Shen hesitated, but it was because he was seriously injured.
Huo Chen had no intention of being an enemy of this person, but if he had other plans for the little emperor like himself, then he would not be to blame.
Why didn't Qin Shen know what he was thinking, sighed slightly in his heart, frowned quietly, and said calmly: "In that case, let the general make a move."