Little Fairy

Jiang Ziming entered the No. [-] village in the world later than Murong Fei. At that time, his family was ruined, and he was forced by his enemies to have nowhere to go and set foot on this island full of traps.

That year, he was 16 years old.

Relying on his own ability, Jiang Ziming spent three days on this island. Seeing that the final test was approaching, he didn't know what to do. His body was already covered with scars. has fallen.

"Hey, can't you pass this last level?" A boy in red who looked a few years older than him sat on a tree and looked at him triumphantly.

Jiang Ziming didn't say a word, he didn't know if the other party was an enemy or a friend, or he was just here to watch the fun.

Murong Fei jumped down, steadily, and Jiang Ziming was a little envious of his lightness skill.

"I reformed this last mechanism, am I good?" Murong Fei looked at him with a smile, ordinary people are really sad, not to mention that Jiang Ziming looks only fifteen or sixteen years old, and his martial arts are still a little bit better.

"So?" Jiang Ziming said indifferently, with no expression on his face.

"So, I think you are very pleasing to the eye, and you are also a good-looking person. Otherwise, you will worship me as your teacher after entering the village, and I will take you out now." Murong Fei looked at him with crooked eyebrows.

Jiang Ziming was also looking at him, he looked like a troublemaker.

"Okay." Jiang Ziming nodded slowly, he had no other choice, if this boy is really so good, wouldn't it be better to worship him as a teacher?

Murong Fei clapped his hands happily, and then led him through the last hurdle.

Jiang Ziming looked back without any danger, and couldn't help admiring Murong Fei in his heart.

"Okay, my name is Murong Fei, and I will be your master from today on."

"Disciple Jiang Ziming." Jiang Ziming said in a deep voice.

After entering Zhuangzi, he realized how beautiful this place is. Murong Fei took him to play around every day, and practiced martial arts very rarely. In the end, a few seniors in the village took him to practice martial arts.

Murong Fei lost her playmates and felt a little depressed.

At night, Jiang Ziming looked for him with chicken soup, and Murong Fei said angrily, "You go to practice, what are you looking for me for?"

"Third Aunt asked me to bring it to you." Jiang Ziming said.

Three years have passed, and Murong Fei is 22 years old, why is she still making trouble for no reason?

Murong Fei pursed her lips and said, "So you don't want to come to me at all, do you?"

Jiang Ziming remained silent, he looked at Murong Fei's thin lips, for some reason he wanted to lean over to kiss and bite, to see if this person usually had sharp teeth and sharp mouth, and if he kissed like this.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Murong Fei regarded him as acquiescing, her eyes were red with anger, and she threw the cup on the table over.

"Get out!" Murong Fei was trembling with anger, he had liked this idiot for a long time, but this idiot always made him angry like a piece of wood.

Jiang Ziming hid slightly, a little puzzled why he lost his temper, put down the chicken soup and said lightly: "Remember to drink it."

"Drink a fart!" Murong Fei threw another cup over.

Jiang Ziming closed the door, the cup hit the door and shattered all over the floor.

At that time, Murong Fei felt that his heart was as broken as this cup, so after thinking about it, he asked the elders to take over the task and left Zhuangzi for the first time in three years.

"Where did he go?" Jiang Ziming frowned, never expecting to be so worried.

"Don't worry, little Murong is going to go to work, and she will be back in a month." Zhu Yun waved his hand and smiled.

Jiang Ziming has practiced diligently for the past three years, and his martial arts are already on par with Murong Fei, and everyone praises him as a martial arts genius.

"I'll go too." Jiang Ziming said, feeling uncomfortable if he didn't see Murong Fei for a day.

Zhu Yun looked at him, nodded after a while and said, "Alright."

Jiang Ziming left here for the first time, and his heart was a little complicated and open. Now even if he meets those enemies, he is not afraid, and he wants revenge...

Murong Fei's task is not difficult, but the best way to get close to Shizi is to fuck.

So when Jiang Ziming saw Murong Fei being flirtatiously embraced by another man, he killed him without thinking, and dragged Murong Fei out of the prince's mansion.

"Are you crazy?!"

The two of them ran for more than half an hour before stopping, and the pursuers behind them had disappeared

It was Jiang Ziming who answered him with a hug, and then viciously kissed those thin lips that Xiao had wanted for a long time.

Murong Fei was stunned for a second, then hugged him even harder, and kissed him deeply.

It took a long time before the two were willing to separate, and a panic flashed in Jiang Ziming's eyes, and he realized that he was so impulsive after kissing.

Murong Fei kept staring at him, of course he noticed, he said in a deep voice, "Do you know what you just did?"

There was hesitation and uncertainty on Jiang Ziming's face, and he was pushed away by Murong Fei in the next second.

"Do you know that you have disturbed the good affairs of me and Shizi?"

"Good thing? He's holding you, and you still like him even if you don't resist?" Jiang Ziming was rarely talkative, squinting his eyes and questioning sullenly.

Murong Fei sneered and said, "Of course I like it, but you can't do it with me, why can't I go find someone else?!"

Jiang Ziming was trembling with his anger, and he couldn't control his strength with his fingers pinching his wrist.

"Are you not thinking about anything other than doing that kind of thing?"

"You care about me?" Murong Fei looked at him stubbornly, with a trace of despair flashing in his eyes.

Jiang Ziming laughed angrily: "Why can't I control you, don't you like me?! Since you want to do it, then I will do it with you!"

Murong Fei had no time to rejoice, but he rudely tore his clothes to pieces. The first time between the two of them was not pleasant. Afterwards, Murong Fei's high fever persisted, and Jiang Ziming's anxiety reached his throat.

In the middle of the night, a doctor was directly arrested and asked him to save someone. Murong Fei's life was weak for half a year before he recovered.

From then on, whatever Murong Fei said, Jiang Ziming would do, absolutely not daring to talk back or deny it.