Without practicing the Hehuan skill, the crazy leader has infinite charm

"Brother Lan, I...I didn't mean it. I just...I..."

"It's okay, I'm glad you're okay." After saying that, he left the library alone.

Yao Jia: “…”

Yao Jia was confused. He let her go just like that? She thought it was impossible.

She spent the entire afternoon worrying about how Nangong Xiu Lan would punish her. She was so confused that she didn't even know what class the elder was taking.

After finally getting through the class, Yao Jia was excited to think that after today, it would be the annual holiday!

He urged Lin Jiang to drive to An He's place urgently to celebrate.

Lin Jiang slowly took out a thick book from the carriage and handed it to her.

"Young Master, the Master said that you still have twenty Star Formulas to copy, so we should go back early."

Yao Jia looked at the thick book of star divination, and the expression on her face was uglier than if she had eaten a fly.

He put his arm around Lin Jiang's neck and asked, "Jiang, you must have suffered a lot following Xiu Lan, that big ice cube, for so many years!"

Speaking of shamelessness, apart from Yao Jia, no one in the Nangong family dares to claim to be the number one. Knowing that Lin Jiang grew up with Nangong Xiu Lan and they have a special relationship, they are still trying to sow discord between them.

He increased the strength of his arm and touched Lin Jiang's blushing cheek, "Don't worry, if you follow me, I will double your salary, and I will definitely be gentler to you than Xiu Lan. In the future, I will also pay for you to marry a beautiful wife and let her give birth to a lot of little Lin Jiangs for you, okay?"

Lin Jiang shrank his neck, avoiding Yao Jia's touch, and waved his hand forward, saying to Nangong Xiulan who was walking towards him not far away with difficulty: "Young Master, Young Master, save me, the Young Master is teasing me."

When Yao Jia heard this, he immediately loosened his arm.

Lin Jiang was free, took a few deep breaths, and jumped out of the car.

Yao Jia immediately shrank into the car.

As the car curtain was lifted, Nangong Xiu Lan sat opposite Yao Jia with a solemn and cool look.

There was complete silence in the carriage.

Lin Jiang took a quick glance when he lowered the car curtain.

The young master had a sullen face as usual, and no one knew what he was thinking, while the young master hugged his knees and huddled in a corner of the carriage like a frightened rabbit.

Thinking of what the Young Pavilion Master had just said to him, he felt embarrassed to look at the Young Master. The Young Master was really something. Couldn't he be a little gentler to the Young Pavilion Master so that he, as a servant, wouldn't be embarrassed?

If Yao Jia knew at this moment that Lin Jiang was comparing her to Nangong Xiu Lan in this way in his mind, she would definitely give him a thumbs up and praise him.

"The eyes of the masses are indeed sharp!"

Yao Jia secretly looked at the man who was resting with his eyes closed. His face was flawless like jade, and the slap mark was gone. She felt a little more relaxed.

In the evening, Yao Jia sat at the desk copying books, while Xiu Lan sat on the couch, leaning against the table reading a book.

Yao Jia flexed her wrists, her hands were about to be broken from copying books, and glanced in the direction of Nangong Xiu Lan.

Inner complaints: enjoyment, comfort, shamelessness.

If it were any other man, when his wife was punished to copy books, he would run over and say, "Put down your pen, my dear wife! How can your delicate hands write so many words? Come, let me help you copy."

Then the couple, one copying a book, the other grinding it beside him, with the beauty adding fragrance, affectionate eyes, a lingering gaze, a raging fire, and the creaking of the bed curtains.

Look at her husband again.

Huh? !

"..."

He actually fell asleep with his cheek in his hand.

Yao Jia's back teeth were clattering. She put down her pen, rubbed her sore wrist, stood up and walked to Xiu Lan, looking at his peaceful sleeping face.

He slapped the air twice.

He cursed in a low voice: "Gong Hu, you deserved to be a monk for more than ten years in your previous life. When I become the head of the pavilion, I will definitely divorce you. If I can't divorce you, I will marry a few more handsome men and show my affection in front of you every day to make you jealous!"

After scolding, Yao Jia felt very happy and went back to his desk to continue writing.

Nangong Xiu Lan was left alone with his head propped up, continuing to doze off, but his eyelashes trembled slightly in his sleep, as if he was sleeping very unsteadily.

In his dream, he was whipping his horse and galloping on the snowy night with strong winds, wishing he could grow a pair of wings and fly to his destination.

"Drive! Drive!..."

He kept urging his horse to go faster because someone was waiting for him.

But who was that person? He didn't know.

He felt a strange feeling in his heart, as if his heart was being tightly grasped by someone, making him panic and breathless.

He finally reached the cabin and jumped off his horse eagerly.

There is a big red wedding character pasted outside the house. Is someone getting married?

Why did Nangong Xiu Lan feel that this word "囍" was so dazzling? His heart trembled, and unprecedented sadness and anger entangled in his heart.

Rushed in quickly.

The moment I pushed open the door, I saw Yao Jia in a red dress, lying quietly in someone's arms, silent and heartbroken.

Nangong Xiu Lan's heart was instantly broken with fear. He rushed forward, raised his hand to push the man away, and hugged Yao Jia.

There is no temperature in Yaojia's body.

how so? how so?

Nangong Xiu Lan still refused to believe it. He touched her pulse but could not feel any beating.

He was trembling all over, and he sent his internal energy into Yao Jia's chest again and again, but it was still no use.

The man who was waved away by Nangong Xiu Lan stumbled and tried to snatch Yao Jia from his arms.

How could Nangong Xiu Lan do as he wished? He raised his hand and ruthlessly waved the man away.

The man spat out a large mouthful of blood and wailed, "Give her back to me. Yaoyao has married me. She is my wife. Give her back to me."

Nangong Xiulan hugged Yaojia tightly in his arms and glared at him, "Wife? You only approached her for revenge. You took advantage of her mental disorder, tricked her into suspecting Shuanghua, encouraged her to rebel with Anhe, and now you poisoned her. How can you say she is your wife? How... you have acted out so many scenes that you can no longer tell what is real and what is fake?"

After saying this, even Nangong Xiu Lan himself was shocked.

What’s going on? It seems like he’s out of control in the dream.

Just as I was wondering, the man on the ground coughed up a lot of blood, but he didn't care and just laughed.

"Hahaha... no wonder you suddenly disappeared... it turns out you found some clues... this is just the right time for me to fulfill my desire for revenge..."

Nangong Xiulan cursed, "You lunatic!"

He took off his cloak, wrapped it around Yao Jia's cold body, and coaxed her softly, "Yao Yao, be good. Brother Lan will take you home now and never separate from you again..."

"No, please don't take her away... Let me die with her... I have no hatred against her... No more... I can finally see my family..."

"Don't take her away..."

"...I am...the first man...it's me..."

……

Nangong Xiulan ignored the crying and cursing of the people behind him, and walked into the snow carrying Yao Jia...

Nangong Xiulan stood in the heavy snow, unable to suppress her grief any longer. She knelt on the ground, hugged Yaojia in her arms, and cried in grief, "Yaoyao, why are you so stupid? Why did you believe his words? Is it because there is the shadow of Le Wuyou between his brows? I'm sorry, I was really wrong! I always thought that if I was strict with you, you would learn well. I was wrong! I was really wrong! No matter what the reason, I should have treated you well. If you can't learn the star map, you should just not learn it. Just be carefree and innocent. I was wrong! Very wrong! I should always be with you! No matter what the reason, I shouldn't abandon you!"

…………

It was late at night and the lights in the house were flickering.

The sadness grew more intense, and Nangong Xiu Lan on the couch let out sobs as light as the hum of a mosquito.

Yao Jia felt like she had discovered a new world. She stood in front of Nangong Xiu Lan with a smile on her face, looking at him with curiosity.

"Brother Lan, did you have a nightmare?"

"..."

Yao Jia felt that it must be because he always bullied him, so his ancestors set up a nightmare to help him teach the male tiger a lesson.

Yao Jia was happy. She leaned over the table with her arms propped up, looked at Nangong Xiu Lan with a smile, and slowly approached that handsome face.

"Would you like me to chant a mantra to help you get rid of the evil spirits in your heart?"

Nangong Xiu Lan seemed to have heard it. Her eyelids trembled slightly, and her beautiful eyes opened like butterflies, and the sadness in her eyes seemed to overflow.

Yao Jia was startled and instinctively stepped back.

A hand quickly grabbed Yao Jia's wrist and pulled her over, hugging her into his arms, hugging her tightly, muttering nonsense anxiously.

"Yaoyao, don't be afraid. Brother Lan is here... don't be afraid..."

Yao Jia thought he was having a hysterical fit and struggled hard to get out of his arms.

The more she struggled, the tighter Nangong Xiu Lan held her. His arms were as strong as iron, strangling Yao Jia so much that she rolled her eyes.

If he hadn't been sleeping just now, Yao Jia would have thought that this was a new punishment he invented to punish her.

Yao Jia said with difficulty: "Xiu Lan, let me go, let me go quickly."

Nangong Xiulan pretended not to hear anything, and just kept burying his head in Yao Jia's neck and shoulders, murmuring: "Yaoyao, don't leave me, please don't go, I will love you well..."

Yao Jia got goosebumps all over her body, and her heart was filled with fear and her hair stood on end.

She shouted directly to the door: "Lin Jiang, Lin Jiang, come in quickly, your son is having a hysterical attack and is trying to strangle me to death, help... um..."

Halfway through her words, Nangong Xiu Lan grabbed her head and before she could react, his mouth covered her lips.

Yao Jia had never expected him to do this. She froze there until his tongue pried open her pearly teeth. Only then did she finally react and began to struggle and resist.

"You're crazy...ugh!"

The power disparity was too great, and she was immediately pulled back. When he covered her lips again, Nangong Xiu Lan kissed her even more passionately than before, prying open her teeth and inserting his tongue straight in, grabbing the sweetness in her mouth.