When the scumbag saves the love-brain villain

"I haven't been here for many years." Xiao An suddenly hugged Bian Shao's waist, and smiled in his ear, "The flowers here are actually planted when I was eight years old."

Day after day, year after year, the flowers on the fence in the backyard bloom and wither, becoming more and more beautiful and dazzling.

They lie in the emerald green leaves, smelling the fragrance of flowers.

"Then I'll take it as a gift from you, how does the floral shirt go with the flowers?" Bian Shao joked naturally, with little smiles in his eyes, full of ambiguity.

Xiao An stared at him, touched his lips lightly, and said: "Actually, I came here today for a taste of medicinal herbs. The attending physician said that if he wants to develop a medicine to treat my legs, he must need that medicine."

Before he finished speaking, Bian Shao's smile gradually faded, and the young man opened his shining eyes and said nervously: "But Patriarch Xiao won't..."

He was very annoyed, if he knew that he was asking for that medicinal material, he would definitely not be so aggressive at the banquet just now.He is a resilient man.

"He wouldn't give it to me himself." Xiao An seemed to be amused by Bian Shao's innocence, he pinched Bian Shao's face, "He just wants to kill me, or obliterate a failed imperial marshal."

Bianbu is worthy of being a member of the boy group, his skin is naturally smooth and fair, and a slight rubbing of his callused fingertips will leave reddish marks, which is very charming.

Sometimes when performing on stage, the make-up artist often hurts Bian Shao. Bian Shao is different from other popular traffic who put on airs and lose his temper. He just cursed softly, "It hurts to death" and then took the cosmetic bag to make his own eyebrows. Occasionally tired If it is, it will be self-willed.

Manager Ning Ge couldn't control him so he turned a blind eye, and the makeup artist was naturally happy, after all, there was no difference between the face on the side and whether it didn't. Fans scolded that heavy makeup is superfluous.

But now, those callused fingers pinched his cheeks, causing Bian Shao's face to turn red quickly, Bian Shao didn't struggle, his eyes were like stars: "Pinch, ten kisses."

What a bargain.

"Don't make trouble, let's talk about business." Xiao An let go, bowed his head, and kissed the red mark without kissing the face.

Bian Shao's pinched red marks seemed to blush, he raised his eyes, dissatisfied: "Well, tell me now, should we steal or rob that medicinal material? I will do it."

Xiao An: "..."

"The medicinal materials are in the bedroom where Xiao Leng was imprisoned, and Patriarch Xiao doesn't know where to hide them... There is no need to steal or rob."

Xiao An's voice was extremely complicated, "What are you thinking about?"

His face was filled with enthusiasm in an instant, but Bian Shao was cheeky enough to hold on. He stood up in a hurry and patted the dust off: "Aren't you in a hurry? Well, let's go now."

He bent down to lift the man on the wheelchair, then carefully tidied up the man, messy hair, skirt, and grass clippings and plaster, and then pushed him away from the yard.

When he reached the gate of the villa, Xiao An suddenly said: "Stop."

Bian Shao said "oh", and began to look up at the closed windows on the third floor.

"You don't want to climb, do you?" Xiao An's eyelids trembled, how could it be possible to climb up the three-story building, a fool wouldn't think of this method, would he?

Bian Shao didn't answer yes or no, as if he was still thinking about it: "It's a little difficult."

Xiao An: "..."

He directly rolled the wheelchair by himself and entered the gate. Bian Shao hurriedly stopped "striking the grass and startling the snake" in a low voice. Before he could finish his sentence, his eardrums were suddenly shocked——

"Bulging!"

Everyone in the audience screamed, and the banquet glass was accidentally smashed, making a chaotic and ugly sound.

Patriarch Xiao stood at the front with an extremely embarrassed face: "Do you still know who you are and what are you doing?"

At this time, Bian Shao almost felt that the people around him were strangers. In short, he had a murderous air, and his black eyes rolled wildly.

"Of course I know." Xiao An raised his gun, and his voice was extremely careless, as if the previous shot was just a little joke he made, just to add to the joy of the scene.

But his gun was almost aimed at his father.

"It was the same a few days ago. A gunshot fired and I was almost assassinated in the street. I didn't get angry like this. Why are you angry?"

When everyone heard this secret, they were trembling, for fear that the fish in the pond would be harmed.

Sitting in a wheelchair, cleaning his gun, Xiao An turned his head and glanced at them, smiling, with unknown meaning, "What a great banquet, full of laughter, entertainment to death, continue?"

Everyone just felt that their bones were cold. What did the Imperial Marshal mean by saying that they should die together?

You must know that there are countless politicians and high-ranking people in their group, no matter how offended Xiao An is, there will be a lot of inconvenience in the future.

Of course Xiao An knew this, but he didn't care.

The reckless lunatic aura on him almost made everyone feel uneasy. After the imperial marshal broke his leg, he really had a strange temperament and was too crazy.

People who play tricks are most afraid of lunatics.

Now that Xiao An said to continue entertaining, they wailed in their hearts: How dare they?

Fortunately, the Marshal of the Empire didn't pay too much attention to this group of passers-by. Soon, a pair of white and tender hands gently supported the stern smiling face, and turned to the side.

Everyone's hearts trembled, and they realized that it was Alpha, the cynical lead dancer of the men's troupe. He really didn't know the heights of the heavens and the earth.

But the expected fury did not come, the stern man raised his hand, Chong Ni put that extremely white hand under his palm, and asked in a low voice: "Are you scared?

Everyone: "..." It turns out that sincerity and fake smiles can be seen at a glance.

When these individuals broke their defenses, Bian Shao had no time to pay attention, he just lowered his head, stared at Xiao An intently, and said in a low voice: "I'll get that medicinal material, you are here..."

Bian Shao thought for a while, scanned around the group of people with different expressions, focused on the humiliated and restrained Patriarch Xiao, and felt extremely comfortable all over.

Call you yin and yang, now you take out your gun and immediately go silent, right?

So he quickly found the vocabulary and said, "You stay here to frighten them."

The rest: "...a war filled with gunpowder smoke was just like a child's play.

Bian Shao walked upstairs happily stepping on his slippers, because the stairs were made of wood, "Da——" His regular footsteps spread into the hall, somewhat ethereal and brisk.

And the hall was silent.

The stern man raised his chin slightly, watching his lover's figure disappear at the top of the stairs with lingering eyes, and when he turned around, his black eyes contained the coldness of a spring night.

"I don't need to say more about whether the people present are clean or not, and whether they have taken bribes."

The Marshal of the Empire gave orders neatly and simply when he was fighting, and now, he can easily sentence people to death. He said: "The people from the military department will arrive soon."

When Omega was trying to intimidate the people in the hall, Bianbu quickly made two steps in three steps and knocked on the locked door on the third floor.

The third floor seems to be abandoned, the lighting is dim, it has not been repaired for a long time, and even the walls are covered with dust.

Bian Ke was a bit of a clean freak, suppressing his irritability, he tried his best to bend his lips.

After knocking for several minutes, but the door still didn't open, Bian Shao called out in a low voice: "Hello, Auntie? I'm Xiao An's Alpha..."

As soon as the words fell, there was a long "creak—" the door showed a little gap and opened.

Bian Shao smelled a strong smell of medicine and a faint smell of blood.

"Come in." It was a hoarse voice that hadn't spoken for a long time, as if the glass had been sharpened by the blade, making the bones numb.

Bian Shao settled down, stepped into the dark room, and turned on the light, instantly, he was surprised.

Contrary to what he imagined, a woman who had been imprisoned for a long time and was beaten should be embarrassing and old, but the woman sitting by the window on the third floor, her disheveled clothes and hair could not hide her snow-white and beautiful face.

Time seemed to treat the beauty very favorably, only carved a few wrinkles on her face, other than that, she was still amazing.

Bian Shao couldn't help but took a step back. He found that Xiao Leng's face and arms were covered with bruises, which were very large. Her beautiful face also had resentment and madness, like an evil spirit crawling out of hell. To him, terrible.

"Are you afraid of me?" Xiao Leng sat by the window, the window was nailed shut, and there was no wind at all. She raised her eyes, as if walking dead, and seemed to be mocking.

Why not be afraid?

Bian Shao subconsciously shook his head, then nodded again, he was not sure whether the person in front of him was awake or not, after all Xiao Leng's eyes were clear, but his expression was complicated enough to make people feel crazy.

He finally said euphemistically: "People outside say you are crazy."

"crazy--"

Xiao Leng read these two words nervously, his brows seemed to be knotted together.

"But Patriarch Xiao beat you."

Xiao Leng's repeated voice stopped, she slowly raised her eyes, fixedly looking at Bian Shao.

Xiao Leng's mother is of mixed race from many countries, so she also has a pair of emerald green eyes. At this moment, there is a faint cold light, looking at people like a wolf looking at its prey.

Bian Shao raised his heart in his throat, he felt that staying with Xiao An's mother really required courage.

He heard Xiao Leng calling him: "Ah, boy."

With arrogance and rudeness, the woman raised her beautiful white face and said to him: "I was fighting each other."

"..." Bian Shao.

"His small body can beat me?" The woman was extremely concerned about this matter.

"..." Bian Shao.

"He is in a suit and leather shoes, and his injuries are no worse than mine." As if afraid that Bian Shao would not believe it, the woman jumped off the window sill. She was not wearing shoes, and her snow-white and tender feet stepped on the cashmere carpet. Slim and tall.

About 1.7 meters five or more.

Bian Shao took a cursory look and couldn't help feeling that she was indeed a person with a part of the royal blood, and she looked like a noble, unattainable and arrogant vicious crazy woman on the whole.

And the vicious and crazy woman fit her personality very well. Hearing Bian Shao's intentions, she sneered: "You came to me for medicinal materials? Just because he is my son?"

Bian Shao was silent for two seconds, and his three views were shocked, "Well...isn't it enough that he is your son?"

"He is not enough to be my father."

Bian Shao: "..."