If it is said that the most affectionate person in this world is a man, Feng Jiuge has no doubts, but if this person is replaced by a woman, then she will think about it. Listening to King Tan's tone, I am afraid that I have become the thinnest person, and it is not enough to hurt his body. I want to hold his true heart in his hand and play repeatedly to enjoy it
Feng Jiuge remembered that she ran into Shen Shaosi and Ning Man in love that day, and the resentment and hatred in her eyes deepened into her bones. Her pain was so painful that all her limbs trembled, and no one screamed sorrow everywhere.
But at this moment, she saw this sorrow in Gu Beiyan's eyes, just like her in the past, lifeless, as if she could directly sentence him to death as long as she said one more sentence.
The man asked her this way, because the two were close to each other, Feng Jiuge easily noticed the terrifying temperature of Gu Beiyan's whole body, and his breathing was hotter than the temperature of his hands.
Really have a fever
He looks like this, Feng Jiuge has no idea of continuing to quarrel with him. She is a princess who knows how to protect herself.
"I'm afraid you are caught in the wind and cold like this—" Feng Jiuge's eyes were inexplicably worrying, she held his hand and talked, "Stay in the room first, I'll order someone to call the doctor. ，It’s good if it’s about a few minutes later.” After that, she was going to get away from Gu Beiyan and shook her hand.
Feng Jiuge only turned around, and the man's palm fell as far as his gaze was. He blocked her path with his arms, his eyes were as dark as before, and the starlight that should have been gradually dissipated in her silence. …
"Nine-nine, do you still have this king in your heart?" Gu Beiyan continued the question just now, waiting for her answer with bated breath.
If it were before, Gu Beiyan would not doubt it, because he was sure that Tan Jiu had himself in his heart, and his eyes were all himself. But at this moment, Feng Jiuge, even with a face like her, has a much worse temper and temperament.
Although she doesn't reject his touch, when she looks at herself, she is emotional. She is thinking of another person through him.
The man she kept in her heart for a year.
If Luo Qiran was here at this moment, listening to King Tan who was so low and good-spoken, he would be so startled that his eyes would fall, and his mouth would be too wide to close.
Feng Jiuge wanted to avoid his approach, but found that she had nowhere to go. She just turned her face slightly and rubbed the tip of the man's nose, with a touch of sultry heartstrings.
"...Why does King Tan insist on this problem?" Her voice was clean but alienated, clear and unaffected by the world.
Gu Beiyan, whom she knows well, is by no means a person who sticks to small things. He has a great cause of revenge. How can he be so affectionate for his children and be entangled in her answer
She has always known her decisiveness, and even at this moment, she speaks perfectly.
Gu Beiyan looked up and laughed at herself. He was no longer the original position in her heart, so why bother to ask if the person in her heart still has himself.
But I couldn't get a reply, and my heart was filled with panic.
He knew from the day when he reunited with her that his Jiujiu had changed, but even though she had changed a thousand looks, she was still his Jiujiu, the woman he wanted to spoil on the tip of his heart.
"This king is just not reconciled, not reconciled that you can see what this king has done for you..." But you can still ignore it so calmly.
In the second half of the sentence, Gu Beiyan said silently in his heart. He was afraid that he would not only hurt him, but Feng Jiuge would also suddenly become impatient because of his persistence.
The man's words, if the catkins in the wind, drift into your ears. For a while, Feng Jiuge only felt a headache. She stroked her forehead, her delicate brows were twisted together, her eyes were filled with pain...
Why does she feel heartache when she hears Gu Beiyan's self-deprecating words.
Why can't she see him in such sorrow and pain.
Why are there all ninety-two words in her brain and ears
"Jiu Jiu, but have a headache?" Even if he complains about the woman in front of him, his love is more than hate in his heart. He loves Feng Jiu Ge to the bone, unless he is destined to be ridiculous for her in this life.
Feng Jiuge just groaned, and the whole person fell into the man's arms, losing all consciousness.
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When I woke up again leisurely, someone was talking in a low voice in my ears, listening to the voice like Feng Shuyu.
"King Tan, you and Jiu are in the same room before they are married. If this is spread out, how can Jiu raise his face in front of others?" Feng Shuyu's tone was anxious and worried. If it weren't for Chu Luo, the person in front of you at this moment. King Tan, he was afraid that Feng Jiuge would also be snatched over.
His sister does not allow others to be defiled.
"This king and Jiujiu have long been privately appointed for life, so why not live in the same room?" Gu Beiyan blocked Feng Shuyu until he could not speak with a single sentence. His arrogant attitude made him even a general surrender inexplicably.
The man sits on the edge of the couch, and his black python-print robe sets him up and straight. He strokes the woman's plain white forehead with one hand, and his eyes are tender. Just sitting like this makes him feel irritable and proud. The king's temperament seems to point to everything in the world between the hands, wild and unruly.
Feng Shuyu no longer said much, but looked at him differently from the bottom of his heart.
Sure enough, as the people of the world said, King Tan is quite a king, as if he was born as a co-lord of heaven and earth, dominating everything.
"If King Tan really admires Ah Jiu, he should go to Feng Mansion to propose marriage."
Since ancient times, the marriage of children and daughters has always emphasized the words of the matchmaker, and the parents are the masters. Mrs. Feng died young, and the Patriarch of the Feng family was their only relative. He should handle this kind of master marriage.
Without a paper marriage contract, Feng Jiuge stayed with Gu Beiyan in the end.
Gu Beiyan didn't answer his words. He just watched the sleeping woman quietly, and saw her long eyelashes move lightly, and then opened a pair of squiggly water eyes, as clear as the moonlight.
This is Feng Jiuge's second fainting without warning.
"Wake up?" The man was only a few feet away from her, and he soon noticed her movement.
Is he talking with his brother
Feng Jiuge was not in a hurry to get up, but looked at the man with his eyes open, his eyes not shy. Even in the half-dream and half-awake period, she still heard Gu Beiyan's words that they had long been privately set for life.
Is the relationship between her and Gu Beiyan good enough to be handed over to each other
At this time, Feng Jiuge hoped that she could remember the first thing she went ahead. What was the past between her and Gu Beiyan? She saw in her dream only a corner of the iceberg, which could not represent the previous events.
Are they really in love with each other
"Why stare at this king like this, but there is something on this king's face?" Feng Jiuge's unusual behavior easily attracted the man's attention. Before she fell into a coma, she evaded herself like that, but she didn't say a word after waking up. Hair, just looking at him, there is no extra movement...
Feng Jiuge only moved his hand slightly, and he noticed that one of his hands was held tightly by the man, and his body temperature was still scorching hot.
"...Why don't you take the medicine, wind-cold is not a minor illness." As soon as Feng Jiuge opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was a little hoarse, like grit rubbed on porcelain, a little bit awkward.