Essential Accomplishments of A Perfect White Moonlight

In fact, there was no particular reason why she had **** with Jian Yuyan in the first place, and it was not because she liked or valued Jian Yuyan, but because of her status and situation.

It's ridiculous for an actor to pretend to be noble.

Even if Yan Yiming thinks about it now, he won't feel that Jian Yuyan is closer than others because of this matter, but obviously, Jiang Yi is very concerned and stimulated, and even wants to kill Jian Yuyan because of this matter.

Yan Yiming didn't feel that Jiang Yi was joking at all. According to Jiang Yi's thoughts and Jian Yuyan's current situation, Jiang Yi only needed to use his mouth to kill Jian Yuyan's mouth.

As Jiang Yi said, once Jian Yuyan's identity is exposed, it will be a dead end, but even if he really doesn't care, Yan Yiming still can't let Jian Yuyan really die.

If Jian Yuyan died, her hope of returning home would be completely destroyed, and she would have to stay here forever.

Yan Yiming panicked, and suddenly shuddered at Jiang Yi's eyes. Compared with not being able to go home, stripping his vest and so on are nothing worth mentioning.

Yan Yiming faced Jiang Yi's burning eyes with some difficulty, coughed unnaturally, "Young Master, it was actually an accident, I didn't think about it..."

"Accident?"

Jiang Yi raised his eyebrows, his complexion became more and more bad, "Did he force you?"

"No, no," Yan Yiming shook her head hastily. She didn't know how to explain to Jiang Yi, and after thinking for a moment, she said, "Young Master, everyone has their own way of life. The actor who is exactly the same as the Huadans. A way of earning money that was favored by the dignitaries will belong to them from now on, and I will live according to the way the girls in the garden live, so there is no special reason."

"Even so, he still had you." Jiang Yi looked at her quietly, and slowly put his fingers on her eyebrows and said, "I can't bear it."

Paranoia is a disease, it really needs to be cured, Yan Yiming is a little bit broken, if you can't bear it, please hold it back, what will you do if you can't bear it.

"Young gentleman," Yan Yiming raised his eyes and looked at him seriously, "The original body was not my own, so I don't have to care so much about what happened. If Jian Yuyan really died, I wouldn't be too sad, but I still hope You can let him go because he is important to me alive."

Jiang Yi twirled a strand of her long hair that was scattered beside the pillow, her slender eyelashes covered the hidden thoughts in her deep eyes and said naturally, "Then what about me?"

"...you are important too."

"Well," Jiang Yi smiled, just like the low pressure just now disappeared like a hallucination, and said, "But what I want to ask is if I die, will you be sad?"

"Such words can also be used as a joke," Yan Yiming let out a long sigh of relief helplessly.

Jiang Yi didn't ask why it was important for Jian Yuyan to be alive, and his mood had obviously improved, Yan Yiming said softly, "Now when I think about the four years ago, I still miss it. It was the most peaceful and comfortable time in all these years. For a period of time, so if one day you are really gone, I will definitely be sad and sad...Wait, Shaojun, what are you doing again?"

Jiang Yi bowed his head, and wet and hot kisses were printed on Yan Yiming's beautiful collarbone.

"I'm still kissing you, why do you always ask me that?" Jiang Yi bit his collarbone, the skin under his lips was delicate and warm. Ever since Yan Yiming left for so many years, Jiang Yi had never been attached to women, but now But it was an uncontrollable eagerness to move.

Lips resting on the chest, Jiang Yi raised his head, looked at Yan Yiming with a pair of eyes and blinked, "Can we continue?"

Continuing your height, Yan Yiming grabbed the thin underwear, "Do you really think the maids outside are deaf?"

"I didn't want to do that either, where did you think?" Jiang Yi smiled sullenly, "I just wanted to..."

With his fingers, he gently opened Wan's unfamiliar belt, and his palm fell on Yan Yiming's delicate skin waist, and he looped around her slender waist and chuckled in her ear, "Take a look."

The appearance of a gentleman is ambiguous.

Many years ago, it was the same with Jiang Yi, who was still a teenager. He coquettishly pressed her on her body with sticky love words, and said that he would not do anything, but his clothes would fall off when he kissed him all the time. .

The only thing he abided by was that he never made it to the end, he said that he still wanted to stay in the bridal chamber for the festive night.

With his backhand, he untied the silver hook that hooked the bed curtain. Layers of veils blocked the indistinct figure, and the candle light danced a few times before returning to calm. Jiang Yi lay on the bed and asked her, "Can you stay here tonight?" Rest here?"

Yan Yiming closed his eyes, "No, you will be discovered."

"You are a fox fairy, how could people find out?" Jiang Yi smiled, "Okay, let's stop making trouble, and I will go back before dawn."

Hurry up, hurry up, Yan Yiming is suffocating.

After a while, Jiang Yi hugged him again, "Can I hold you to sleep?"

"...Didn't you hold it already?"

Jiang Yi laughed out loud, got up and got out of bed and blew out the candles and came back again. Qingyue's voice was a little hoarse than usual, and he lowered his head and kissed Yan Yiming's ear, "It's late, let's rest. Walk."

Yan Yiming closed his eyes, and fell asleep with shallow breathing after a while. Jiang Yi, who had always claimed to be drunk, had clear eyes in the night and could not see a trace of drunkenness. His slender fingers gently combed Yan Yiming's long hair. send.

Of course, he drank a lot of wine, but he was not drunk.

It is true that I came here because I feel too uncomfortable and want to ask Yan Yiming clearly, but there are other reasons, such as confirming what influence he, the crown prince, Jian Yuyan and others have on Yan Yiming.

Although Yan Yiming didn't answer directly, it didn't affect Jiang Yi's guess.

Since Yan Yiming has no feelings for Jian Yuyan, there is a reason to save him. Jiang Yi always remembers what Yan Yiming said when he first recognized Yan Yiming.

She said she never thought she'd be recognized, like never thought she'd be back here.

Not going back here, then where?

Therefore, the fox fairy who went down to earth should have returned to the sky, but for some unknown reason, he still stayed in the mortal world.

Yan Yiming said that Jian Yuyan's life was very important to her. He had guessed that killing Jian Yuyan might kill her, but now it seems that there are other explanations. For example, if Jian Yuyan died, Yan Yiming might continue to live. Staying here and not getting back where she wants to go.

And he also tested Yan Yiming just now, he asked her whether the weight of her own death was important, Yan Yiming replied that it was equally important.

It can be inferred that apart from Jian Yuyan, there is also herself, or the prince, they must be alive to ensure that her goal can be achieved. So she borrowed the identity of Princess Lin'an to betray Jian Xiang, so as to protect Nangong Xuan's safety, and deliberately disclosed the news to Jian Yuyan, thus ensuring Jian Yuyan's safety.

He seemed to have touched Yan Yiming's fate and found a way to make her compromise.

The fox fairy used to walk through his world recklessly, but never thought that he would be caught by his little tail.

Jiang Yi lowered his head, and lightly stroked Yan Yiming's cheek with his fingers, his handsome and unparalleled face added a bit of incomprehensible hardness in the dark night. Seeing Jiang Yi's face change, Little Apple cowered at the foot of the bed. Even though she knew that Jiang Yi would not hear her voice, she still tightly covered her mouth and turned herself into a statue.

Although in its view, there seems to be nothing tonight except for a few invisible things, but it somehow makes people, no, makes the machine uneasy.

Maybe it was because Jiang Yi's aura was too strong, Little Pingguo shrank his neck and didn't dare to sleep until someone knocked lightly on the window at four o'clock, Jiang Yi got out of bed lightly, and carefully tucked in the quilt After that, he left without a sound.

Finally, Little Apple breathed a sigh of relief, huddled at the foot of the bed, covered the quilt, and closed her eyes.

After waking up, Jiang Yi had already left, and there was no trace of someone coming. If there were not many red marks on his body that could not be concealed, Yan Yiming even suspected that last night was just a dream.

After that day, Jiang Yi never broke into Yan Yiming's room at night again, and Yan Yiming heaved a long sigh of relief.

The weather was getting cooler and cooler, and the Mid-Autumn Festival was getting closer and closer. Three days before the fifteenth day, King Yue, who was far away in Beiping, finally hurried back to the capital.

Wei Xiongjie purposely went to join in the fun, and when he came back, he told her that King Yue and the crown prince are indeed brothers, and indeed they look very similar, but there are not many days left to live.

Yan Yiming turned his head, looked at Wei Xiongjie who was determined to win, and really wanted to give him back the original number of these words, but thinking of the acquaintance for more than half a year, although Wei Xiongjie was very nagging, he seemed to be in the wrong team besides standing in the wrong team. There is nothing terribly wrong.

He reached out and patted Wei Xiongjie's shoulder, and reminded him to be careful in everything during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and life-saving is the most important thing.

Wei Xiongjie's eyes lit up suddenly, and just as he was about to say something more, Yan Yiming stood up and turned to leave.

Wei Xiongjie sighed, looked at Yan Yiming's leaving back, and got up to get busy with business after a long time. Now that the time is getting closer, they have to start making final preparations.

The king of Yue returned to Beijing, the Nangong family finally gathered, the prince was ready to go, Shao Jingyu's army still hadn't returned, and the northern army and the southern army in the palace were all under control.

Now, just wait for the Mid-Autumn Festival to come slowly.