How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight: Chapter 565 Holding palms and looking at tears, I was speechless and choked 42

   Chapter 565 Holding palms and looking at tears, I was speechless (42)

   But the reason for hunger and thirst is not because of blood, but because of the smell of the person in front of him.

  Unfortunately, he was pushed away before he could think about it for a long time, and the faint cold fragrance also left. The man's head was dizzy for a moment, the scarlet between his eyes gradually deepened, and he asked hoarsely: "Your Highness, are you full?"

   Wen Xien was full, and even had a bit of food. She pursed her lips, and the bright red lips were still stained with blood.

   She doesn't seem to know how attractive this appearance is, nor does she notice the madness and infatuation in the eyes of the man who is integrated with the darkness.

   "Your Highness, don't we want to exchange courtesy?"

   His heartbeat was uncontrollably fast, and there was an anxious longing in his bones, and his Adam's apple was rolling with thirst.

  Wen Xien clearly felt his slightly rapid breathing, and the expressionless His Royal Highness suddenly let out a cold snort, and on his pale and morbid face was almost uncontrollable disgust and disgust.

   "You are the one who begged me to **** it. How can there be any courtesy?"

  Wen Xien didn't hesitate to debunk the hypocrisy of Lord Deacon, but she didn't really hate it in her heart, but she just hated Ji Zheng's strength a little bit. Although his blood was delicious, this was not a reason to forgive him.

   Ji Zheng is getting more and more presumptuous.

   "Kneel down."

   Almost as soon as the words fell, Ji Zheng knelt down on his knees, without any twist or unwillingness, and made Wen Xien look sideways readily.

  Wen Xien looked at Ji Zheng and felt that he still had to teach him a lesson. Without saying a word, he slapped him down. Then she stepped on Ji Zheng's right shoulder very hard. The soles of the boots were very hard, and she exerted force on her feet and used them to grind them, leaving a black shoe print on the other party's clean and tidy white shirt.

   "You've been very bad lately, am I being too indulgent to you?"

   Wen Xien said, raised his feet, but did not retract them, but moved downwards.

"Or is it that you have been too empty for hundreds of years, or that you have a hobby that others like to **** your blood, and are always in estrus in front of me like a wild dog. Do you really think I dare not punish you? Look at me with those dirty eyes and believe it or not I'll make it disappear forever in the next second."

   Wen Xien immediately retracted his foot in disgust, as if it was some kind of virus.

Ji Zheng looked at that man's face, which was almost mocking, with such mean words, always reminding him that he was not worthy of having a high-ranking prince at all, and he couldn't even admire him with his scorching eyes. Your Highness.

   Looking at the mocking look slowly emerging on his face, Ji Zheng was extremely embarrassed: "Your Highness, I don't have that kind of hobby."

   The desire to be directly exposed, the sneering look of the other party. Ji Zheng felt ashamed and at a loss, but there was a strange excitement in the depths of his heart, although he did not show so much emotion on his face, it was just stiff.

   Maybe this person is the devil. A viper that tempts people to make mistakes. Everything is flipped wrong.

At the very beginning, he didn't have any different emotions towards this Highness, and he didn't even regard this Highness as a real master, and even there was a bit of hatred and unwilling humiliation when he stayed by His Highness's side. I feel that this Highness is not worthy of being his master.

   And now, when he really fell into it and really regarded the person in front of him as his master, this person didn't want him anymore.

   That is really a pity.

  Ji Zheng raised his eyes, what filled his heart was darkness and shadow.

   He fixedly looked at the man.

   but found that the person didn't look at him at all, and the desire/desire to destroy everything was about to swallow up the last reason.

   A trace of scarlet flashed in the man's eyes, and he raised his eyelids coldly, and his line of sight was already dark as thick ink.

   Wen Xien didn't give his eyes to the man kneeling on the ground, but was attracted by another person.

  In the dark and quiet restaurant, silence spread, and a standing figure suddenly moved at the door.

   That was a tall and straight man.

   I don’t know how long I stood there, how long I watched, and what I heard, it was like a ghost silently.

  The facial features are hidden in the shadows that cannot be seen by the moonlight, and the expressions cannot be seen clearly.

   In the darkness, the two looked at each other from a distance, and both accurately caught the sight of both sides. He calmly raised his feet and walked towards Wen Xien step by step.

  The moonlight was cut into pieces by the glass window, and slowly passed over him, imprinting his rather handsome eyebrows and deep indifferent eyes.

  Wen Xien paused and looked at the man coldly, with an emotionless gaze that made it impossible to guess what she was thinking.

   she asked lightly.

"what are you doing here?"

  The old solid wood man seemed to rub his hands nervously, and answered honestly: "I, I just finished lifting the water."

   His trousers had a lot of water stains, and his clothes seemed to be wet with sweat. Wen Xien could even smell the faint smell of sweat on his body.

   Carrying water at night?

   There is a warehouse next to the back kitchen. There are at least hundreds of water tanks in it. The man looks very honest and tall.

   Wen Xien deliberately wanted to chill Ji Zheng for a while, so he casually asked, "How long did it take?"

"one day."

   It took only one day to fill up the water tank. This answer made Wen Xien involuntarily admire the male protagonist.

  The male protagonist is worthy of being a male protagonist.

   There was some dust on his face with determination and deepness, and the whole person looked embarrassed and down.

  Wen Xien patted his face with no disdain. The soft and delicate palms were touching the rough face of the man. The cold temperature made the man's body very stiff.

"nice."

   Her compliment was as dismissive as she would a dog surrounded by her feet.

   Zhou Nan tensed his chin calmly, and looked down as if he was at a loss for praise.

   This is ironic to Zhou Nan, but to Ji Zheng, who is kneeling on the ground, it is what he has always longed for.

   Whether it was His Highness's touch or her alms-like compliment, Ji Zheng was extremely eager.

   But his Highness used it on lowly servants, which made his heart unable to achieve balance.

  Like an enraged lion, his expression remained unchanged, but he could clearly feel the terrifying pressure emanating from his body.

   This was just for Zhou Nan alone, he could clearly feel that the man kneeling on the ground wanted to kill him.

   Because of this person in front of me.

  Because the person in front of him touched him.

   So this mad dog will start biting people.

   A dog that bites does not bark. (hehehe)

  

  

   (end of this chapter)