Paranoia and fall! The world-weary young master amazes the cultivation world

Ning Xiyuan has always believed that sleeping can solve all problems.

If you can't solve it, you will die.

She had no time to pay attention to the silent screams from the system, let alone the sharp explosions from Lu Chaoyang outside the house.

Night falls and moonlight enters the house.

Yan Qi sat in the side hall of the bedroom, staring at the mirror in silence.

A change from the plain white of the past.

The boy was wearing a purple gown tonight. The lining was lighter in color, but there was pink in the purple, which made him look a bit cute.

The neckline is open, stretching from the collarbone to the lower abdomen, tightening, but then spreading out again at the thighs.

Her eyebrows and eyes are picturesque and her black hair is like clouds.

The purple tassel earrings sparkled in the dim light, shining brightly.

It's so beautiful that you can't take your eyes away.

But I can’t suppress her beautiful face and spring eyes.

"Tsk..."

Yan Qianan raised his hand and lightly touched the crystal on his earlobe, causing a noise.

Does Ning Xiyuan like this?

That Qin Chen, the painter from Xuandu Kingdom, and the lingering Wen Er.

Poor vision.

He stayed with Ning Xiyuan for a purpose and couldn't let the girl distance herself from him for no reason.

The young man stood up, bent his slender waist and took light steps, showing his white wrists under the light gauze.

The crystals collided, making a crackling sound.

Crisp and sweet.

It's just using your beauty to please men, it's not a humiliation at all.

Ning Xiyuan was lying on the bed reading a storybook.

The crisp sound made her sit up, and then she saw Yan Qian'an turning around the screen.

The notebook in his hand fell on the bed without making any sound.

The beauty of youth blurs gender.

Like a succubus walking under the moon, her every frown and smile is captivating.

But there is always a kind of pride like frost and snow.

Like the shapeless petals scattered in the mud, they give rise to even more violent and evil thoughts.

Everyone wants to... step on it.

The visual impact was quite great, and Ning Xiyuan was slightly stunned.

She never thought that one day she would see Yan Qian'an dressed like this.

What's more...she had seen the unbearable memories hidden in the boy's heart, Yan Qi'an should...

What should it be?

Ning Xiyuan no longer had time to think about it.

The fairy stopped in front of her and bent down. The familiar sweet smell was exactly the same as hers.

"Ningning..."

The slightly hoarse voice seems to be able to bewitch people.

【! ! ! 】

After three exclamation points.

The system that just came online went offline again.

Yan Qian'an had already grabbed Ning Xiyuan's hand.

"Ningning, you and I are an engaged couple."

The boy's voice was long and smiling, and he pulled her hand and pressed it tightly against his strong and muscular chest.

"Like it?"

Yan Qianan knelt on one knee between her legs and pressed his whole body on her.

When the figure completely enveloped the girl, her heart filled up little by little.

Crazy desire to possess.

But she was his fiancée.

"Ning Ning..."

"Ning Ning."

The faint whispers came out of the boy's mouth, like a raging fire, igniting every inch of the air around him.

Yan Qian'an raised his hand and held Ning Xiyuan's face.

The thumb gently strokes the beautiful teardrop mole at the corner of the eye.

His eyes couldn't help but move down from the high bridge of the nose to the red lips.

near.

Get closer.

The girl did not struggle until her softness was touched. Yan Qian'an's heart was completely melted and soaked by the grape-flavored juice, and he was completely defeated.

He sucked gently.

Be careful, your heart is pounding like thunder.

Excitement and impulse tore his reason to pieces.

The feeling of pleasure reaches its peak.

Demand, like power, is addictive.

His heart has found a home and support here.

"Love me, Ningning."

Who doesn't desire love.

Maybe he is a little greedy.

There are always some unexpected things, but this does not conflict with his plan at all.

"..."

Ning Xiyuan clutched Yan Qi'an's sleeve.

The boy's kiss was tentative, she should push him away.

But his eyes fell on the boy's purple crystal earrings. The purple crystal was shining with colorful light, dazzling.

This was given to him by her.

Like grapes.

At first glance, the first person that came to mind was Yan Qian'an.

The young man closed the distance between them, rubbed his nose lightly against hers, and suddenly exerted force with his hand on her waist, pressing the person into his arms.

The things in the Demon Realm made him tired.

The Demon Lord is so heartless.

Seems to be extra sensitive.

The girl in his arms was like a dying straw, and he tried desperately to pull her into his arms.

He hugged Ning Xiyuan and calmed his emotions.

The burning heat can burn all the way along the blood vessels and meridians.

Yan Qianan buried his head in the girl's neck and took a deep breath.

Ning Xiyuan heard the pleading murmur.

He says--

"love me."

"Please."

The hot breath on her neck made her feel upset. She didn't like this kind of emotion, it was out of control and not in her plan at all.

The hand that was clutching Yan Qian'an's sleeve was a little stiff.

How much truth and falsehood are there in these four words?

Love?

She doesn't like this word.

Ridiculous.

If you cannot get what you want, you will throw it away like a worn-out shoe.

A lifetime of absurdity is what another person longs for.

This word is hateful and terrible, and it is really unlucky.

It seemed like there was a moment when I suddenly woke up.

She stretched out her arms and wrapped them around the boy's waist.

Yan Qian'an was stunned.

The weak response is enough to drive people crazy.

"Yan Qi'an, we have a partnership."

"You killed me."

With just two sentences, all the enthusiasm and ambiguity suddenly faded away.

The boy's body stiffened in an instant.

His heart suddenly skipped a beat and he felt a dull pain.

kill....

Kill Ning Xiyuan?

This is their consensus.

Yan Qian'an's hands were shaking a little, and even his lips were trembling a little.

I don't know what to say.

But the blush on her face had completely faded away, leaving only the paleness.

"It's very difficult for you to do this."

"Comrade Xiaoyan."

It was at this moment that Ning Xiyuan pushed Yan Qi'an away, and there was distance between the two of them, so they looked into each other's eyes.

Yan Qianan quickly lowered his eyes.

He hurriedly avoided the girl's sight.

"Why do you have to die?"

Isn’t it good to be alive?

Yan Qian'an's voice was low and soft, and it was unclear who he was asking.

He didn't dare look at Ning Xiyuan's face.

Ning Xiyuan smiled and said calmly, "Have you forgotten the humiliation you suffered?"

“Unfair treatment.”

“Abuse.”

"Hunt!"

"Yan Qi'an, you also understand the falsehood and absurdity of so-called love."

"Why indulge in a temporary illusion?"

How absurd is love?

Yan Qian'an knows it best.

This is a vicious and cold word.

His mother and the Demon Lord are not living examples.

It's really disgusting and nauseating.

Ning Xiyuan is right.

He was actually just temporarily depressed. Deep down in his heart, revenge and moving forward were still the most powerful voices.

not to mention...

He is also taking advantage...just taking advantage.

He has cooperated with Ning Xiyuan, and he...has to find clues from her to get what he wants.

So he stayed here.

Stay by Ning Xiyuan's side.

The boy's eyes gradually became rational, and Ning Xiyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

She smiled and helped Yan Qian'an recall.

"You never break your word about killing."

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good night