King Yan's Canary

【monster? 】

Wen Ruyu's face was cold, her beautiful golden eyes overflowed with an extremely cold light, and her jade fingers fluttered under Xiao Zhen's eyelids: 【Xiao Zhen, do you want to know how those monsters came from? 】

"how did it get here?"

Xiao Zhen was startled subconsciously, and there was obvious narrowness in his eyes.

The room was lonely, with two half-dimmed lamps on.

Xu was running out of oil, suddenly the lamp seedling jumped a few times, swaying the faint figure on the wall.

Wen Ruyu squinted her eyes following the beating of the lamp seedlings, then opened them slowly, and looked at Xiao Zhen with a colder look: 【You made it all by yourself! 】

"How could it be the king?"

Even if Xiao Zhen's crimes are serious, it is impossible for him to create a bunch of monsters that are neither human nor ghost, they are still monsters that are against him!

Wen Ruyu was blinded by the face confused with Xiao Zhen in memory, subconsciously thought that it was their previous life!

Even in his previous life, he still refused to let him go.

Still so shameless!

[It was created by you alone!Xiao Zhen, don't you have any image?Or are you acting again? 】

It's not that he is arrogant and unreasonable, but those memories are too real, as if they have merged with his memories!

It's like lost memories are filling back up in your mind.

He had already experienced it once, so how could he doubt himself?

Xiao Zhen stared at him with a pair of deep and slightly helpless phoenix eyes, his heart was restless, his temples were throbbing, and he didn't speak for a long time.

He opened his mouth and closed it again. After a while, he said slowly again: "Okay, since you said that this king created them all by himself, then this king will destroy them now!"

After speaking, he threw away the towel and was about to turn around and leave!

However, he has been sleepless for the past few days, coupled with his own illness, and was also very anxious, he stood up abruptly, resulting in lack of energy and blood, his eyes were darkened, and his tall and straight body wobbled to one side!

【Xiao Zhen! 】

Wen Ruyu sensed something was wrong with him, and wanted to call him a few times, but couldn't, so she could only pull herself up and hold him.

The person finally supported him, but Xiao Zhen was too heavy, and Wen Ruyu was so light that he just woke up and couldn't use any strength in his hands and feet, and he was about to fall to the ground. In desperation, he grabbed his skirt and put him on the bed. Fall!

The last second when Xiao Zhen completely lost consciousness, he accidentally touched a touch of sweet and moist softness. He had kissed him thousands of times, even in his dreams, he knew that it was Wen Ruyu's soft lips.

So without thinking about it, she kissed her directly.

Just as Wen Ruyu's lower back hit the edge of the bed, a thick shadow covered his face, and Xiao Zhen's enlarged thin lips attacked his soft lips, because he couldn't avoid it during the fall.

"...!!!"

The lips were grabbed instantly, the soft and hot touch made Wen Ruyu's mind go blank, dizzy and extremely angry!

His heart beat inexplicably, and that feeling of blood gnawing at his heart seemed to be coming again!

But Xiao Zhen's magnified face was all in sight, this handsome and sinister man was kissing him with his eyes closed.

The more he kissed, the more greedy he became, and gradually became stronger and more domineering, like a violent storm beating, attacking the city and seizing the pond in his mouth.

Where does this look fainted?

Xiao Zhen, you liar! ! !

Wen Ruyu resisted and reached out to break his hand, but not only failed to break it, but it backfired.

Xiao Zhen's big hands encircled his extremely slender waist, like an iron hoop, tightened more and more tightly, so tight that he almost cried out in pain.

The passionate kisses were overwhelming, domineering and powerful, yet gentle.

Wen Ruyu lost herself in an instant, softly intoxicated in the gentleness he created like an illusion.

When each other's oxygen was exhausted, the lips were forced to separate, Wen Ruyu gasped for breath, his eyes were intoxicated and a little bit blurred, after a long time, when he came back to his senses, the restored clear golden eyes flashed fiercely!

"Snapped!"

A slap was slapped heavily on Xiao Zhen's face!

How could this man be so shameless?

Actually pretending to be dead and kissing him forcibly?

"You hit me again?!"

Xiao Zhen stared at him coldly and suspiciously, there was anger in his eyes, but he tried his best not to let it out: "This king almost fainted just now!"

[Pretend, you continue to pretend!Xiao Zhen, you are a showman!The most powerful old actor in the theater troupe, I am afraid that his acting skills are not as good as yours! 】

Wen Ruyu's eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of her lips were slightly upturned naturally, with a cold smile, but the smile didn't reach her eyes.

"I pretend?!"

Xiao Zhen almost slapped him back: "Wen Ruyu, does this king have to die in front of you? Will you be happy?!"

Wen Ruyu was getting angry, and without even thinking about it, she circled beautifully in sign language: [Then you go to die! 】

The air burst instantly!

Xiao Zhen ground his teeth, and his facial muscles were twitching!

The big hand was raised high in an instant, as if to hit!

Wen Ruyu raised her chin unafraid of death, her golden eyes were proud and cold, glowing with arrogance and arrogance, as if provocative: [Fight!You hit it! 】

Xiao Zhen's big hands were clenched into fists.

Silence flowed slowly in the sight of the two looking at the red eyes.

Xiao Zhen's breathing became heavier and heavier, as if he was enduring the pain to the maximum.

His face became more and more gloomy, as if the sky was about to collapse, and the wind and rain were about to come.

Just when Wen Ruyu thought that even if he didn't beat him up, he would lose his temper.

But he didn't.

His angry red eyes formed a thin layer of water mist, looking at him with reluctance and pain.

After a long time, he leaned slightly, leaned over his ear, and gently kissed his small and soft earlobe, dry and clear lips, with a strange numbness.

His voice also became hoarse, and he said in a low voice, "Yu'er, if this king dies, in exchange for your forgiveness, this king will do what you wish."

After he finished speaking desolately, he pulled back his tall and slender neck, smiled at him in relief, and suddenly asked: "Yu'er, tell me, if I die, will you miss me?"

Wen Ruyu felt a little nervous.

He suddenly fell down on the strings of the bed, his eyes became empty in an instant.

He didn't know how to face such a man, he always drove him to a corner, and always let the softest part of his heart be cut by a sharp weapon.

He obviously had many times, and he wanted to kill him.

But at the stake of his life and death, she was willing to save him.

If he really died, he would probably still cry for him, so how could he not miss him?

Wen Ruyu stared blankly at the front. These tangled and headache-provoking questions disturbed his thoughts like tangled hemp.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Xiao Zhen just regarded him as acquiescing.

She raised her hand slightly, wanting to touch his soft and delicate lips.

But in the end, because of the pain in his heart, he froze in the air.

Finally, he clenched his big hand lightly, clenched it into a fist, retracted it, and said lightly: "Understood, Yu'er, I understand....Thank you!"

After he said this, he couldn't take it anymore, he retracted his fist to cover his chest, turned around and walked away!

Wen Ruyu raised his hand impatiently, trying to call him back.

But the tongue is gone, what should I call it?

Finally, he cursed from the bottom of his heart: Xiao Zhen, you deserve it!

……

For three days in a row, Xiao Zhen never showed up.

Maybe he really went to kill those monsters.

Maybe, really go to die.

Who knows.

Wen Ruyu didn't feel too sad, as if tears had been shed because of him.

He just kept cursing the same sentence repeatedly in his heart: Xiao Zhen, you deserve it, you deserve it for cutting my tongue!You deserve to hurt me!You deserve it, let you kill so many people!

It's all retribution.

It's not that we don't report, the time has not come yet.

For these three days, Feng Qing and Xi Du took care of Wen Ruyu's daily diet.

No matter what they asked or said, he chose to remain silent without saying a word.

This made Xi Du and Feng Qing extremely worried.

Until the fourth day, Xiao Zhen came back.

He was covered in blood, twisted the head of the red-haired monster, and threw it on Wen Ruyu's bed, his face was black and his eyes were red: "Didn't you say that this king created it with one hand? Then the king made the beast with this hand." Sacrifice, I will destroy it with my own hands for you to see!"

The red-haired monster is dead.

The scale-covered face twisted into a weird and funny expression, the slender red pupils were wide open, and the fangs were broken and fell out in the wide open mouth, revealing only a bloody, black mouth!

It was such a severed head, which was roughly and nakedly thrown by Xiao Zhen on his bed, beside his pillow.

Wen Ruyu jumped up in fright even though she was lost, Qianqianyu grabbed the blood-stained red hair on the head with her fingers, threw it on the ground, and rubbed her hands vigorously with lingering fear.

Looking at Xiao Zhen indignantly: 【What are you doing? 】

"Hmph! Since you think that everything this king has done is wrong. Then this king will let you see what it means to know a mistake and be able to correct it!"

As he spoke, he pulled him off the bed.

Between the opened and closed lips, two sharp little canine teeth were exposed, the canine teeth were white and clear, but glowed with a cold light, "Now tell me what my lord has done wrong, and I will correct it immediately! "

【madman!Xiao Zhen, you are pure lunatic! 】

Wen Ruyu trembled her fingertips, although in the past three days, he really wanted to see him again, maybe if he did, he would give him an apologetic hug.

But he was holding a bloody head and throwing it on the side of his pillow, meeting his eyes!

In addition to feeling scared, helpless, and trembling.There is only anger left.

It was also this stirring, heart-pounding, blood-boiling anger that made him look a little bit, the so-called dignity at this moment.

But in the end, he was still afraid of him.

Xiao Zhen would not understand.

He just grabbed his soft and fragile neck, stood high above him, and looked at him coldly, "Really? Is this king crazy? It's not because of you!"

He buried his neck again, and bit his ear hard, "Remember this king, even if you don't get your heart, this king will lock you up."

He didn't know how long he stayed outside, his hair and eyebrows were covered with white snow and ice.

The frozen snow and ice made it look like a white-haired devil.

But he didn't care, he shook the bangs that had fallen hard on his forehead, his appearance was about to be demonized: "Even if there is no love, there is..."