Chapter 117
Those eyes, through the smoky and misty Xiaojiayiqing of the small town in the south of the Yangtze River, and the lofty ambitions of the Gobi outside the Great Wall, the wind and the wind and the sand, but there is a trickle of affection across the tip of the knife The sharpness comes, and the euphemism becomes poetry.

Poisonous desert rose.

For some reason, Shui Yanqing's definition of this woman was beyond her own imagination.

She is clearly a woman who is so weak that she needs to be loved at first glance, but she is so luxurious that even a white robe can't hide her heroic spirit, and the invisible city in her eyes makes people feel cowardly.

What a special woman!

Shui Yanqing is not a fool, she felt Jimo Ze's discomfort after seeing this woman.

This kind of uneasiness is different from his usual strategizing, which makes him, who is as cunning as a white fox and good at disguising and concealing his emotions, lose his sense of control.

She could clearly feel that he was holding her palm tightly, and a fine amount of cold sweat leaked out, which turned into a touch of coolness in her palm.

The arrival of that woman actually made the mighty him so disturbed and nervous?
Not knowing why, Shui Yanqing's heart moved slightly, she bent her five fingers, added a trace of gentle strength, lightly went against the direction of Jimo Ze's five fingers, and held back slightly.

A burst of warmth and warmth!

A flash of astonishment flashed in Jimo Ze's eyes, and his eyes fell on Shui Yanqing's face, filled with the surprise when he first met the neon and the surging gratitude, his fiery eyes followed closely The ups and downs of her eyelashes became more and more intense, and in a blink of an eye, they turned into strong wine in winter.

Shui Yanqing's face was also turned red and white by Jimo Ze, and cold sweat leaked from the palms of his hands. With a movement in his heart, he nervously avoided Jimo Ze's fiery gaze, and murmured guiltily: "I'll go outside to find Seven Tigers have something to do."

After saying that, Shui Yanqing wanted to let go of her hand and went straight out of the camp.

Unexpectedly, Shui Yanqing was held back by Jimoze's tender and warm heart, and with a gentle pull on his wrist, she happened to fall on his broad and powerful chest!

She was so startled that for a moment she was like a white rabbit being chased by an eagle on the grassland, not knowing where to go to hide!

Hongxia's half-concealed face was just that, she heard Jimo Ze whisper in her ear softly and softly with moisture: "No, you stay."

His jade-like and warm hands folded in front of her slender waist, nodded slightly to her ears, and a burst of hot and humid air flowed past, instantly reddening the ripples at the base of her neck.

Just when Shui Yanqing didn't know how to push away the domineering and seductive prince in front of her, the curtain of the tent was lifted, and Mo Ze and her ambiguous posture bumped into Yu Lingjing and the white robed woman without warning. in the eyelids.

Shui Yanqing caught a glimpse of the distressed look in the white-robed woman's eyes in a panic, like an abyss suddenly bursting open, a bottomless gap, and there was a torrential rain in her eyes.

And, the enmity towards Shui Yan, which was burning like a spark, slowly fogged up in the center of the pupils, and then spread out, extending to the deep, deep hatred in his heart.

With a sound of "pa--", the lantern held by the woman in white robe slipped from her slender and pampered hands.Surprised and amazed by the red jumping hot but desperate flame!
"Whoo-"

The lantern was lit by a candle, and the dazzling fire was reflected in Jimo Ze's cold and frosty eyes, burning!
(End of this chapter)

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