The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

  Chapter 694 Crazy Criticism Beauty Takes Villain Script 24

The young man leaned back to avoid, his black hair fluttered, the waistline bounded by the black clothes was bent into a very beautiful line, his side face was drawn out, and the red blood slid across the cold white skin, dyeing the clothes darkly, he didn't seem to notice When it hurts, get up quickly and fight back!

  The sword light was blurred in the shadow of the dusk.

   In a trance, it looks like the first time we met.

   He didn't look at her then.

  Su Qingan sighed, her voice was like the soft words of Wu Nong in the south of the Yangtze River.

   "Cen Zhou, Cen Zhou, why don't you understand?"

   "You escaped today, and tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. If you are willing to carry a wanted warrant, I don't care, but what about your friends? Or... your master? The parents you are looking for? What about them?"

   Every time Su Qingan said a word, Cen Zhou's face became gloomy, and his movements stopped abruptly, looking in the direction of Su Qingan.

   The bones were clenched and clenched together, making a crisp clicking sound.

   "I'm just a Jianghu swordsman, I've never offended Princess Zhaoyi." He said coldly, "What do you want?"

  Su Qing'an slowly got off the carriage, with a light skirt, and walked to Cen Zhou step by step.

   finally stopped in front of him.

The    boy stood there with a sword in his hand, ready to cut her throat at any moment.

   The distance is no more than three inches.

   "Princess!" The soldier exclaimed in surprise, staring at Cen Zhou alertly, ready to attack at any time.

  Su Qingan raised his hand to signal them to stop.

  Cen Zhou's mouth twitched, indifferent.

   The two stood opposite each other, if it weren't for the murderous confrontation, they would look like a pair of bi men from a distance.

  Su Qingan looked at him closely.

  The boy is always tall and thin, and he is all alone in black. The deep brow bone and the bridge of the nose cast a cold shadow on one side, and the jaw line is too neat, and the shadow does not penetrate into the collar.

   At this moment, those eyes that shone like clusters of water, stared at her with no temperature, and the icy firelight was flowing, which was extremely oppressive.

   Su Qing'an's eyes fell on his lips.

  Cen Zhou's jaw is tight and sharp, his thin lips are also tightly pursed into lines, and the color is cold and bewitching, wanting to leave an ambiguous water light and break the surface of abstinence.

  Su Qingan felt that he lacked a touch of beauty.

   Her hair brushed the boy's shoulders.

  The air is filled with some kind of sweet and greasy daughter's fragrance, mixed with the bitter herbal smell of the years, and the fragrance of Buddha.

   Her lips were on Cen Zhou's, and her gentle and melodious voice came out.

"I want you."

   That moment.

  Cen Zhou's figure completely froze, his icy eyes trembled violently, and he almost opened his eyes wide to look at the figure close at hand, absurd and unbelievable!

  Unfamiliar touch, warm, soft, and sweet.

   floods the senses.

  The young swordsman's eyes were unpredictable, the shadows of the eyelashes fell into the shadows, and the line from the jaw line to the shoulder blades was completely tight and sharp, supporting a thin line.

   To Su Qing'an's surprise—the other party didn't step back or push her away.

   Silent and vicious, his thin fingers grabbed the princess's slender and white waist without warning, and his five fingers sank down, pushing the person into the carriage almost violently and rudely!

   Immediately afterwards, the black boots stepped on, and the long legs were bent, blocking everyone's sight.

The back of the waist collided with the corner of the man, and there was a burst of tingling sensations. Don't think that the skin must be green. Before Su Qing'an could stabilize her body, the person in front of him pressed down on one knee. Long, sharp fingers squeezed her chin, forcing her to lift her face.

   (end of this chapter)