After I quit my relationship, my fiancé was attacked by me

Chapter 77
As the night deepened, the chirping of the summer insects could still be heard, but the people outside the house remained silent.

Fuxuan was like a fish caught by someone, if she didn't jump twice, she tried her best to jump back to her original position, then she had to be trapped in a dry place, waiting to be slaughtered.

She is not a procrastinator.

After Xie Zhan finished speaking, Fu Xuan was stunned for a moment, then swallowed her saliva, and shouted softly, "Liu Lang, don't worry... Liu Lang..."

Ying's cry is tactful, charming and charming.

With such a sound, anyone who hears it will have a bit of soul-stirring charm.

Xie Zhan's scalp was numb, the veins on the back of his hands were bulging, and his breathing was short of breath.

But Fuxuan raised her eyes and looked straight at him, opened her mouth to silently remind him: "It's your turn."

Xie Zhan had no choice but to cooperate.

He kicked over a stool, made some noise, and then asked in a hoarse voice: "Xuanxuan, how can we wait? Huh?"

The words are laughing, frivolous and ambiguous, hard to hear, with a strong desire.

He has nothing to do with the cold Xie Liulang.

Fu Xuan's heart trembled slightly.

This is a man who can completely hide his original self and completely replace him with another person in order to achieve his goal.

Meticulous thought and clever means.

Compared with him, Fu Xuan felt that her disguise was still low-level.

The people outside the house hadn’t left yet, Fuxuan, who was trying to further her disguise, recalled all the singing and swallows she heard when she went to Hualou to pick up Fuqian, and the unfamiliarity faded away, and she immediately caught Xie Zhan’s play— —

She twisted the flesh on her arm vigorously, brought out by the pain, and what came naturally was an unbearable and delicate moan.

Very flattering, very awkward.

It's like singing, like crying.

As soon as "Liulang" exited again, the air was suddenly warmed by her.

Seeing that she wanted to pinch again, Xie Zhan slid his Adam's apple, kicked over a stool, raised his hand silently to signal her, and the two walked further into the room.

Assuming it was a familiarity once, after walking a few steps, Fu Xuan became more bold, and when Xie Zhan signaled her to shout again, she turned to have some funny fun.

She took a step in front of him, she was not facing the door, but raised her face to look at Xie Zhan, with mockery in her eyes, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, and she said in a delicate voice, "Liu Lang..."

The lights are dim, the eyebrows and eyes are charming, and the tone is hesitant to talk.

It made Xie Zhan's eyes turn red.

Seeing that Fu Xuan was about to open his mouth again, his voice was slightly hoarse, and he interrupted neatly: "Stop shouting, people are leaving."

Fu Xuan listened attentively, and the sound of footsteps outside the house gradually faded away.She finally let go of her shoulders, patted her heart with the round fan again and again, and let out a long breath.

She hurriedly asked: "Who is it?"

Xie Zhan gave her a cold look, "I don't know."

Fu Xuan glared angrily, "If you don't know, you don't know, why are you so fierce?"

Xie Zhan looked at her little face that was acting out of control and being overly involved just now, and felt that the sky was swollen, and fire was about to spit out from his throat.

Why is he fierce, doesn't she know?
If he chanted a few more times like that, how could he catch his breath tonight?

**
When Shi Qing came to serve Xie Zhan to take a bath, changed his dressing, bandaged the wound, and the door was closed again, the long night of Fuxuan and Xie Zhan sharing the same room really began.

In the awkward two-way silence, Fuxuan grabbed her clothes and went to the clean room.

After closing the door, she deliberately moved a few shelves from the clean room to block behind the door.

Xie Zhan, who was sitting on the bed with a book in his hand, sneered when he heard the sound of these furniture grinding to the ground.

Also think that he will break into the door and fail.

But sometimes I have to say, people, who can predict what is waiting for you ahead.

The inn is old, and there is a door between the clean room and the bedroom. The door in the middle is naturally no stronger than the door of the room, just two thinner. Because of this, in the silent night, the slightest movement there can make people feel uncomfortable. Listen clearly.

Just after reading half a page of the book, there was a loud "wow--" sound, and Xie Zhan's attention was instantly pulled away because of his vigilance.

After realizing that it was not the sound that symbolized danger, but the sound of Fu Xuan entering the water, Xie Zhan's hand holding the book suddenly tightened.

If anyone was in this room, they could clearly see that the tips of Xie Liulang's ears gradually turned red, his chest rose and fell, and his breath became short.

With a "snap", he threw away the book in his hand, frowned, and tugged at the collar of his shirt irritably.

For the first time, regret arose in my heart.

Seriously, she should be made a maid.

**
The hot air is dense and rising.

After working hard all day, her whole body was finally covered by warm water. Fu Xuan exhaled lightly and leaned comfortably against the wall of the bathtub.

Her thoughts flew uncontrollably, and she returned to her family in Jiankang City.

My father is still in prison. Although he is taking medicine, he has to suffer in that wet and smelly place all day long. My mother's health has always been bad. Her father is not here. How hard it must be for her to be alone in the courtyard; My aunt has been reticent since her uncle passed away, and she probably wouldn't even come out if she didn't invite her at home; the older brothers in the family were all grounded, how disheartened they must be; Brother Xiao, I don't know if he woke up or not. ...

And uncle, when will it be possible to find out the source of his injustice.

There were too many worries and worries, and at this moment, Fuxuan felt uncontrollably uncomfortable.

At first it was just a low choked sob, but gradually, she couldn't hold it back anymore, it turned into sobbing, and then, howling.

Cries came from the clean room, hitting Xie Zhan's ears, as if hitting the apex of his heart, the sound cut his flesh.

His frown tightened even more.

That's right, it's just a young girl in her twenties or eight years old. It's understandable that her family suffered a sudden change, she was hacked and killed, and she was wronged and afraid.

Going alone to Yuzhou to investigate cases, whether stubborn or lonely, he had never seen her other side besides her delicate and bold.

Today, she was fearless in the face of danger, she used her brains to knock down a thief in an emergency, not to mention, today his wound looked like that, she didn't cry and cry, and was scared to death, but used local materials and found herbal medicine to treat him.

She was different from the reserved and affectated noble daughter of aristocratic family, and from others, from the very beginning.

Act from the heart, be stubborn and strong.

Many places teach people to rejoice.

She seemed to be weaving a boundless net, no matter what, she seemed to be stuck in it.

Xie Zhan got up and stood by the window, watching the dark night.

The night is silent, the Big Dipper is in the middle of the road, and the crescent moon is far away.

The little girl in the clean room was still sobbing, adding a touch of sadness to this not-so-clear night.

It hurts to teach people directly.

**
An hour passed quickly. Seeing that it was approaching midnight and Fuxuan who was taking a bath had not yet appeared, Xie Zhan felt strange and walked towards the clean room.

He knocked on the door of the clean room and called Xuanxuan several times, but Fuxuan didn't answer him.

"Xuanxuan."

He then called a few more times, but no one responded.

A heavy worry hit, Xie Zhan was about to stretch out his foot and break into the door. Inside, Fu Xuan asked in a daze, "Who?"

Today she got up early and was tired, and she cried a lot, and then she was smoked by the heat, her eyelids became heavy involuntarily, and she fell asleep leaning against the barrel wall without knowing it.

Xie Zhan could hear the confusion in her voice, and after waiting for a while, he reminded: "Come out after washing, and rest early."

"okay."

Fu Xuan patted her face to wake herself up, then supported the side of the barrel, and stood up with a "wow--".

In the extremely short distance, the sound is naturally very clear, human instinct, looking for the reputation——

There is a gauze curtain hanging behind the carved door of the clean room, and the light and shadow are shining from the other side. Her shadow falls on the gauze curtain. Looking from here, it is her silhouette in the gauze curtain.

Slender and thick.

The mountains are undulating.

Xie Zhan didn't say a word, turned around, and fled back as if fleeing.

The heat in the blood was surging, and it only rushed to the place where it had just disappeared.

recover.

uncomfortable.

His body seemed to remind him that his decision to make her his concubine was nothing but his own.

　1: Beidou Langan (the oblique Big Dipper hangs in the sky)

　　——From: "Moon Night" Tang/Liu Fangping

　　The moonlight is deeper and half a person, Beidou langan Nandouxian.

　　2: The crescent moon is not on the branch (the crescent moon hangs on the side of the branch)
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　　What kind of net did Xuanxuan weave?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)