This made her very upset. She looked up at the sky. The sky was pure and blue, but her heart was bleak.

Could it be that he spoke in the sky? But she is not a bird and can't fly...

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Feng Xiaoxun was not feeling well these three days. He was afraid that he would not be able to control himself from anger and do anything to hurt her. So after he came out of Fang Xiyan's house, he left the valley and came to the vast world.

He was so depressed that he was about to explode, so he ran to a tavern on earth to drink and drown his sorrows...

After being drunk for a day, after waking up the next day, I gradually calmed down and finally could think normally.

What did Fang Xiyan call the eldest brother at that moment, probably she didn't fall in love with that person, otherwise she wouldn't have such a strong affection for that piece of white tofu...

She screamed that clearly because she was angry with Feng Xiaoxun, and wanted him to give up the idea of ​​forcing her...

She may not have any sweetheart yet, so she should not be considered a change of heart, but she really doesn't love herself! When she faced him, he could not see a trace of love in her eyes, all of which was just fear and disdain...

Her eyes thrust into his heart like a sharp needle, making him think about running wildly, and his heart was filled with the sorrow of not getting what he wanted—

I never knew that it would be so difficult to get a woman's heart! What should he do to regain her heart?

He leaned lazily against the window and looked out, and there were people coming and going on the street. He had not seen these three thousand worlds well for more than 500 years.

There is a brothel opposite this restaurant. It is already twilight. It is time for business there. There are red sleeves waving upstairs, the sound of orioles and swallows. The turtle slaves are coming to see you off at the door downstairs. The prostitutes are entering one after another, and there is a bustling and lively scene...

He looked at the scenery opposite, his eyes flashed slightly, and the wine glass in his hand gradually tightened.

Although Feng Xiaoxun is romantic, he is often surrounded by pearls and jade, and the bells and swallows form formations, he never goes to the place of fireworks. Because of the unbearable past of childhood, this brothel and brothel has become his forbidden place and never get involved. Whenever he sees such a place, he has the urge to destroy everything-

"This little brother, are you drinking alone?" A voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Feng Xiaoxun's fingers tightened, and someone actually dared to talk to him?

He turned around lazily and saw a young man with a greasy and pink face standing behind him. It was the cold autumn weather, but his hand pretended to be cool and shook a golden fan with black eyes, and his face looked overly lustful.
Chapter completed!