i have a sword fairy

Zhao Rong got up and walked a few steps forward, and sat down in front of her again.

The distance between the two was less than half a step.

"look up."

Su Xiaoxiao didn't move.

"Tell you to look up!"

Zhao Rong's tone became heavier.

But Su Xiaoxiao still didn't look up.

Zhao Rong frowned and reached out to touch her, but as soon as he touched her knee, his hand was pushed away suddenly.

"Do not touch me!"

Su Xiaoxiao raised her head suddenly, her voice was slightly hoarse, no longer soft and soft as before.

Zhao Rong's hand was brushed away, and before he had time to react, he listened to her indifferent words.

Take a closer look.

It was found that the extremely beautiful and pretty face of the past was no longer the same at this moment.

Her eyes were red and swollen, her complexion was pale, a few strands of black hair fell in a mess, her pink lips were bitten off, as if she had been smeared with rouge, and she was so red.

Zhao Rong's eyes trembled, and his heart skipped a beat.

At this moment, Su Xiaoxiao has a withered beauty, which is shockingly beautiful.

This is what is said in the book, when the beauty is crying, the pear blossoms are raining in the spring, what is the reason for the tears in the jade face?

"Dont look at me!"

Su Xiaoxiao hurriedly covered the lower half of her face with one hand, tilted her head, stared at the ground beside her, and gritted her silver teeth.

"You are not allowed to look at it, you are not allowed to look at it, Xiaoxiao is only for Xiaoxiao to like, and also likes Xiaoxiao to watch, you hurry up, don't look at it, you can't look at it... woo woo..."

"Woooooo-"

Just talking, she suddenly burst into tears.

The voice was not pleasant, because her throat was hoarse from crying, and there were not many tears, because her eyes were swollen from crying, but the crying did not diminish in the slightest.

She lowered her head and tightly covered her mouth, as if she wanted to squeeze out the last tear in this life.

but.

A soft voice came.

"I can see."

Su Xiaoxiao was taken aback.

Jiaoqu was still pumping subconsciously, but she forgot to cry.

She opened her eyes wide and looked back suddenly.

The man looked at her softly.

"Really?"

Su Xiaoxiao's beautiful eyes that were red from crying were full of disbelief at this moment.

Zhao Rong didn't respond, but tilted his head slightly, and suddenly stretched out his hand, probing forward.

Su Xiaoxiao stared blankly at the hands stretching towards her face, and did not stop them.

Her eyelashes trembled, and her black and white eyes were full of him, but she still couldn't believe it, she just felt that she was in a dream.

But the next second.

The big hand covered one side of her face.

Su Xiaoxiao's delicate body trembled.

This is not a dream.

Because...it's so warm...

Zhao Rong carefully looked at this pretty face that was close at hand.

At this moment, he is completely controlling it in one hand.

The thumb caressed her red fox eyes carefully, and the corners of the long and clear eyes were rubbed into other arcs at will by the belly of the finger.

He has always liked the upturned corners of her eyes, and finds them very attractive, but now he finally kneaded them at will and got what he wanted.

Su Xiaoxiao stared blankly at Zhao Rong's face illuminated by the orange flames, this was the dream person she had been secretly looking at these days and hiding in her heart.

What he meant...was he willing to bully Xiaoxiao?

Bullying... forever?

She looked at Zhao Rong's expression pitifully, and saw that he was smiling at the corner of his mouth, and his actions were domineering.

Su Xiaoxiao suddenly felt something called happiness pouring out of her chest uncontrollably.

The taste is indescribable, like honey, but also like fine wine, sweet and intoxicating, it dazzled her little head and made her want it.

Su Xiaoxiao's pale face began to turn red again.

The red face is like a blooming lotus, and the skin is like fat.

Zhao Rong's fingertips carefully caressed the petal-like lips, and found that the rouge on the pink lips turned out to be bright red blood.

Zhao Rong frowned slightly, rubbing the wound on the corner of her lips distressedly.

He looked at Su Xiaoxiao's obedient and obedient expression, and her delicate red lips, and suddenly his heart skipped a beat.

Iraqi people are like turbulent water, and you will know softness when you touch it.

Zhao Rong ignored other feelings for a moment, he only felt the cautious but warm and gorgeous endless love of the woman in front of him.

Like a jar of strong wine, Zhao Rong was already drunk just by smelling it.

At this moment, he only had her in his eyes.

suddenly.

Zhao Rong felt a little guilty for no reason.

Stupid girl, do I really deserve your liking?

He was a little scared.

At this moment.

A bright trace spread down the right wrist.

The moist touch made Zhao Rong glance away.

next second.

"Boom!"

Su Xiaoxiao suddenly found that the hand held by her was suddenly withdrawn, and there was a soft sound.

Su Xiaoxiao was startled, her beautiful eyes were instantly filled with fear, she looked up at Zhao Rong tremblingly, her mouth opened and closed.

Having already owned it and being deprived of it, it would be better to let her die, she never wants to let go.

But before she could turn her fear into despair.

Her left hand was "dominantly" grabbed by Zhao Rong, and then he gently and carefully opened five bloody jade fingers.

Zhao Rong frowned tightly, looking at Su Xiaoxiao's Sipa whose palm was already stained red with blood, it was the one who wiped his sweat during the day.

Looking carefully, it turned out that she had been pierced into the flesh of the palm by her five-finger nails. The wound has not been treated, and the stool is bleeding.

He couldn't see clearly in the dark just now, and this girl didn't mention that her hands were bleeding, she was still serving him stupidly.

It turned out to be full of blood now, hey, why did so much flow?

Zhao Rong quickly took out the cloth and bandaged her.

Su Xiaoxiao stared blankly at Zhao Rong carefully bandaging her wound, and stared at his serious and focused expression without blinking.

"You're so stupid, you can hurt yourself, if you don't treat this wound quickly, it will definitely leave a scar..."

Su Xiaoxiao tilted her head, staring at the nagging Zhao Rong in front of her.

Her eyes narrowed into crescent moons, but no sound came out of her mouth, nor did she reply to him.

Su Xiaoxiao just watched obsessively, occasionally smacking her mouth, there was the taste of her sweetheart.

Zhao Rong happened to look up and saw her appearance, he was immediately out of breath.

"Still laughing? How stupid."

Su Xiaoxiao smiled like a flower:

"It's okay for me to be stupid, as long as... Zhao Lang is there."

Chapter 118

"Zhao, you big-headed ghost Zhao Lang!"

"whee."

Su Xiaoxiao bit her lip and tilted her head to look carefully at Zhao Rong's face.

He was lowering his head and gently holding her hand, gently rolling the white cloth to bandage her wound.

Su Xiaoxiao smiled sweetly, her beautiful eyes looking forward.

I just feel that I can't get enough of it no matter how I look at it, but she is not in a hurry because she still has a lifetime.

"Zhao Lang, Zhao Lang..."

The little fox demon called softly again, with pink teeth, pink lips, watery eyes, and a soft voice.

But with some cute nasal voice left over from crying just now.

"what?"

Zhao Rong blinked and looked up.

Seeing her lover looking up at her, Su Xiaoxiao stopped talking, just looked at his face with a smile on her face, her eyes were as bright as stars.

This is her Zhao Lang.

She just wants to be the only one in her life.

Ever since she picked up the lingering love and heartbroken love story novel when she was an unformed little fox, she has been looking forward to meeting a scholar who is as she wishes and as she is, and to have a love of her own.

The fox family is passionate.

The sisters in the clan often talk about finding more men in the world of mortals to do furnace training.

But she didn't think so, all she needed was a lover.

Just like in the book, we will grow old together and stay together forever.

Perhaps this is also the reason why she is not well received by her peers in the clan. She loves to read books, does not practice cultivation, has weird ideas, um, and the appearance that is sighed by the clan elders...

But she doesn't care, she only cares about the people she cares about.

Seeing her smirking and not speaking, Zhao Rong lowered his head and continued to hold her catkin, carefully bandaging it.

She only frowned from time to time, because the wound was so deep that it could be seen just from her blood-soaked nails.

Zhao Rong was very distressed, thinking about whether to pick some herbs to apply.

"Zhao Lang, Zhao Lang, little Zhao Lang~"

The little fox demon yelled foolishly again.

Zhao Rong was a little numb from her shouting, but he couldn't help but feel even more distressed when he heard her soft voice was a little hoarse from crying.

In the past, it was just a relationship of friends. Seeing her as a doormat, bullying is bullying.

Now... Well, I still can't help but want to bully, but I'm already my own baby, so I can only be bullied by him, even if she bullies herself.

Zhao Rong said helplessly: "Where did you learn it, so nasty?"