cold wings

"You are even more terrifying!" Bing Yixuan squeezed Mu Han's chin, turned away from his face, and lightly raised his bewitching silver eyes: "Under such circumstances, I would have wanted to kill you, but I didn't want to kill you just because it was you." I can bear it."

He leaned close to the tip of Mu Han's nose, his bright blue eyes spread out from his long eyelashes: "Say, in the future of this palace, you should always be by my side?"

"Haha!" Mu Han backed away a little, raised Bingyixuan's jaw in the same way, and smiled charmingly: "Don't do this with me, I know it." Yixuan, I also want to stay By your side, but someone told me to be ready to leave you...I want to stay by your side right now, or you stay by my side until...until I leave you... .But, I'm afraid it's impossible to do this. You can't just think about yourself, Yixuan, what do you think...

Two pairs of bright eyes bloomed with charming style, staring at each other for a long time.

"Oh, I really don't know...was it a good thing?" Bing Yixuan's slender fingers submerged in the soft blue hair vaguely, gently and slowly rubbing.

"Really?" Yaolan's hair hangs down, covering half of Yaozhi's blue eyes, hiding a nightmare-like look deep in his eyes.

The damp and cold air crawled around, desolate and empty, and the snow-white rocks bloomed with two beautiful demon lights.

Bing Yixuan's biggest mistake was meeting him, and his biggest failure was falling in love with him.

"Come~~" The feather eagle flew away from Bingyixuan's arms, and revolved around Mu Han and Bingyixuan.The lively eyes are mixed with an excited smile, looking at Mu Han and Bing Yixuan seems to be very happy.

Bing Yixuan glanced at Mu Han who was already leaning on him with a smile on his side, and sighed deeply.Mu Han always acts like an immature person when facing Yu Diao, but when it comes to people...he always changes his behavior...and becomes more and more like him...

"By the way, how did you deal with that palace special?" Bing Yixuan chuckled evilly, with a playful outline, unable to hear the slightest emotion.

Mu Han was startled, and he couldn't help feeling unease in his heart. He stared at the evil man with downcast eyes and a smile: "Yi Xuan?"

"Tell me, what's wrong with you?" His jaw was gently lifted, and Mu Han raised his eyes from deep thought, looking at Bingyixuan's tenderness slightly rippling in his smile, the ripples in his heart melted again in that peaceful smile.

"I...let him go!"

Bing Yixuan pressed Mu Han's body close to him, his silver eyes glowed with pride: "I know..."

Bingyixuan leaned close to Mu Han's ear, with an evil smile full of arrogance and domineering: "Listen, even if the so-called God's family crossed the line, I, Bingyixuan, will not let them touch you."

The bewitching silver eyes are full of indifference to all things in the world, except for this bewitching blue, the deep eyes like the starry night can't hold anything else.Mu Han smiled coquettishly, while piercing the expression in his silver eyes.

The feather carving chirped a few times, as if it was happy for Bingyixuan and Mu Han's confession.

"Let's go down and enjoy the mountains and rivers... the days you like... live slowly!"

"Come~~" Qingming sounded a few times, Yu Diao zoomed in and landed in front of the two of them, looked back at Mu Han and Bing Yixuan, opened his mouth flatteringly, but there was no sound.

Bingyixuan let go of Mu Han and turned to pull. After the feather eagles went up to them, they spread their wings and flew away, leaving a crystal light in the sky.

In the dark room, only a ray of sunlight enters through the window, casting lonely spots on the ground.

A man stood in front of the window, but intentionally avoided the only gleam of light. The black satin clothes were spotless, his long hair fluttered and scattered in the wind, and his dark eyes were unforgettable.

It was dark loneliness.

The beautiful eyes seemed to dim the scene outside the window.

He stood there quietly, at this moment he could only spend it in the dark!The icy cold air scattered the black peach blossoms on his shoulders, leaving no trace.

"Why?" Why still no good, holy, why?Obviously I felt that it was almost the same that day, why I still can't see the light now.

He didn't look back, and said coldly without emotion: "Why don't you leave?"