Xian Dynasty Era

Chapter 405 Guilty?

Chapter 405 Guilty?

The desire of the human heart is a collection of various desires, intertwined and entangled with divinity and animality. Baihu is addicted to listening to the voice of the human heart, which is like a desire for voyeurism. If things go on like this, most of the mind will have problems.

Rebuked by Su Zhao's words, An An curled her lips, her heart was sweet and sour, and said: "Then I won't listen to people's voice casually in the future."

Su Zhao nodded and patted the tiger's head.

"However, I also tried to find out his thoughts for you. You want Xia Houzhu to go back and inform you, it will not work at all. If she pretends to agree to you, then turns around and joins Haoyangzong to cheat you, what will you do? ?” An An suddenly said.

Su Zhao was silent for a moment, then sighed.

An An pursed her lips and said, "I don't know where you are being coquettish. Back then, Xiaoxiao, Zheng Yun'er, and that one didn't see you twitching."

She really didn't understand the person next to her pillow.

Su Zhao patted Baihu's head, and I have to say that the hairy head feels quite comfortable in the hand, but the girl with silver hair and blue eyes didn't know if she could sense someone's thoughts, and she re-formed into a human form with a flash of inspiration. Huddled in Su Zhao's arms.

On the petite and exquisite body with no hair, there was still a rosy red, hugged Su Zhao's neck, snorted softly, and said in a soft voice: "Zhao Zhao, we were the ones who defeated those Haoyang Sect people that day, if we No good, how can you lose to others? How do you think you will be concocted by Fan Tai? And that Taoist of the Haoyang Sect, at first glance, is greedy, angry, ignorant, full of five poisons, and greedy for profit. You said that at that time, we did it. Miserable mandarin duck, will Xia Houzhu intercede for you and me?"

"Humans are not beasts after all..." Su Zhao was silent for a moment, then said, paused, and said, "Okay, don't talk about it, but you, do you still suffer from mandarin ducks? With a female mandarin duck as big as you, how can a tigress still live?" almost."

He knew that this was the White Tiger Demon Girl, but he still refused to accept it, and tried to reason with him. Of course, this is the difference between the concept of the monster race and the concept of the human race. The winner takes all, and there is no human ethics and benevolence.

Su Zhao said, "Get up."

As he said that, he got up, put on his clothes, and said in a clear voice: "Let's leave this matter as it is, you've been quiet for a while recently, I'm in a bad mood every day, and you're messing around again, it's really outrageous."

After chatting for a few words, Su Zhao also came out of the wing room, with silver hair, blue eyes, and childlike face on the bed... the unscrupulous white tiger demon girl, with her pear cheek in one hand, murmured softly, "Zhao Zhao also said that she Not a beast? After turning into a human form, I walked away, insisting that I show my original shape, right..."

Su Zhao didn't know that the white tiger witch was slandering her, so she straightened her clothes, stretched out her hand to open the bead curtain, raised her eyes, and saw Fan Xiao who was concentrating on reading.

"Are you done?" Fan Xiao put down the book and asked in a clear voice.

Su Zhao looked a little embarrassed, walked to the side chair and sat down, picked up the teacup, took a few sips, moistened his throat, let alone really thirsty, um, the main reason was that it was too salty.

Fan Xiaoning frowned, and asked cautiously, "What's the matter with you and her?"

Su Zhao was stunned, put down the teacup, and said, "It's nothing, she's just used to messing around, she needs to be disciplined."

Fan Xiaoyuan just mentioned it casually. Hearing the words, he nodded his head, and seemed to agree with it.

Su Zhao was silent for a while, looked up at Fan Xiao, and said softly: "I know, she usually bullies you a lot."

"I don't have the same knowledge as her." Fan Xiao said softly with her heart trembling.

With a faint sigh in his heart, what is her status, and the status of that demon tiger in this person's heart.

Su Zhao just sighed, family affairs, state affairs, world affairs, so there is no need to worry.

Fan Xiao walked to Su Zhao's side, picked up the teapot at the side, filled it for Su Zhao, sat quietly on the side, and silently looked at the young man opposite.

Su Zhao looked at Fan Xiao for a while, then suddenly smiled.

"Is there something dirty on my face?" Fan Xiao said in surprise, took out a mirror from his cuff, looked at it, and found that there was nothing unusual on his face, so he was relieved.

Su Zhao smiled and said, "No."

Fan Xiao also put down the mirror at this time, put it away, and said softly: "You are... weird today."

As he spoke, he picked up the teacup, held it up, and sipped it.

"Xiao'er...do you hate me?" Su Zhao suddenly asked.

Fan Xiao paused with the teacup in his palm, raised his eyes, and saw the young man on the opposite side looking at him, his eyes still warm.

Fan Xiao was silent for a moment, put down the teacup, looked down at the steaming tea leaves, and said softly: "What's the matter today, ask about this."

Su Zhao smiled and said, "I just want to ask, I have slept together in the same bed for several months, and I don't even know what you think, Xiao'er, do you hate me?"

Although they have been obsessed with each other for several times, and their soul and body have merged, how much is the fit between the bed and the bed a true expression of the depths of their hearts?

But he still wanted to know what Fan Xiao was thinking.

Fan Xiao was silent for a long time, but still did not answer, just sighed lightly, picked up the teacup, and took a light breath.

Su Zhao smiled to himself, and seemed to laugh at himself: "The seal of the sword slave has not yet disappeared, so how can you not hate it?"

A woman's heart is inherently complicated, and the lingering attachment is true, and the deep hatred may not be untrue.

Maybe he shouldn't ask, many things, if you want to figure it out, you may be asking for trouble.

It can only be said that when An An came out, he felt some inner fluctuations.

Some things are not completely at ease. Isn't this the interweaving of divinity and animality?

Hearing Su Zhao mention the seal of the sword slave, Fan Xiaoqing suddenly showed a complicated look on her innocent cheeks, pursed her cherry lips, and said softly: "If you don't tell me, I'll forget about it."

Su Zhao paused for a moment, raised his eyes to look at Fan Xiao, and his heart was touched.

I saw the girl put down her teacup, walked to the window, her eyes gradually lost her mind, looked at the snow scene in the courtyard, and murmured: "Why don't you hate? Hate you for treating me like that, hate me for being so miserable, hate you Why do you always regard me as a plaything? But, I don't hate..."

At the end of the girl's speech, her voice turned from low to bright, apparently without much sadness.

Su Zhao looked silent, approached, and put his arms around Fan Xiao's slender shoulders, but didn't know what to say for a moment.

Fan Xiao turned his head to look at the young man, his eyes were filled with complex light, he nestled his head in Su Zhao's arms, touched the young man's heartbeat, and murmured: "Love and hate are intertwined, entangled, hate to the extreme, but don't know Hate or love."

Su Zhao hugged the girl tightly and said in a concentrated voice, "Xiao'er, I..."

This was the first time he heard Fan Xiao's confession, and he could feel the girl's words coming from his heart, thinking of this, he felt guilty.

"The matter about Chen Tao must be hidden from Xiao'er for the rest of his life." Su Zhao, who felt guilty, thought so.

"Meeting you is my calamity." Fan Xiao murmured softly.

Su Zhao fell silent and sighed lightly.

Fortunately, Renjun's feelings of guilt come and go quickly, well, this kind of person always forgives himself very easily.

Su Zhao thought for a while, and felt that it was still necessary to give the girl in her arms a title, and it would be good to make up for it, otherwise her conscience would be disturbed.

Concubine?

"Otherwise... Concubine Feng won, Xiao'er was looking forward to it the day before yesterday." Su Zhao felt that Concubine Feng might be better, after all, um, Chen Tao is destined not to appear in front of others, so Xiao'er must not be wronged anymore .

The two of them were tender for a while, Fan Xiao also calmed down, raised a fresh and beautiful cheek that was dizzy with a crescent moon, and said softly: "You go to your business, you don't need to stay with me."

Su Zhao nodded and said, "Xiao'er, then I will look for you at night."

With that said, he left the room.

(End of this chapter)