MTL - The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me-Chapter 746 Crazy Criticism Beauty Takes the Villain Script 76

  Su Qingan was slightly startled, not expecting Cen Zhou's behavior.

  The warmth and delicacy under the fingertips, after three years.

"Princess." With his fingertips rubbing her chin, Cen Zhou leaned over to look at her very calmly, and the distance was like the ambiguous ear between lovers. , Every time I lowered my voice and spit it out, it made people tremble.

He says.

   "I have grown to the point where I can keep pace with you now. You are not happy for me, why are you afraid?"

   smashed into the wind of April, the words were clear, not like the brokenness when he choked and asked her back then.

   He sips you every sip, and he should be respectful, but his words and deeds clearly show no respect at all.

The last four words,   , were spit out after a moment's pause, but couldn't figure it out.

His chin was clenched by him, so Su Qingan was forced to raise her face, revealing the slender and fragile arc of her neck, and bumped into his eyes, her eyes were dazed for a moment, and she couldn't tell who he was. , and felt frightened, unavoidable.

   The place where Cen Zhou was pinching his fingers felt like he was on fire with trembling, and any touch he made could become a reason for the resurgence of the ashes.

   Once every night, the desire to resist death can be forgotten in the heart, but not in the body, like an instinct remaining in the bones, once he stretches out his hand, it will react.

   "What are you afraid of?" Su Qingan asked back, taking a step closer in the dark atmosphere of the game, the distance was like the end of the world, and the face that was as warm as suet jade showed a feeling of affection and weakness.

   "It's time to ask yourself."

   Fear of the knife made for her.

   finally became a sharp weapon to stab her.

  Cen Jinyuan is a person that Su Qingan personally cultivated.

   "Can you control this palace?"

   "Princess obediently waiting for me to marry you."

"It's just you?" Su Qingan expected that he hated her to come up with such a way to retaliate against her, her red lips parted lightly, and her bright smile was malicious, "This palace wants to marry, but also to marry a noble man! You are a wanderer in all corners of the world. , No father and no mother, even if you gain fame, what is it?"

   She looks great in a white dress.

   compassionate and moving, extremely noble.

   makes people lose sight of her cruel heart.

   "Wei Chen is nothing." Cen Zhou smiled, his face was not provoked at all, he forcibly broke her face, his eyes locked on Su Qing'an's brows, and he came from the bones of the forest, always honest and unending.

   "It's just that the princess can only be mine in this life."

  The temperature of the sun falling on people is warm, everything is happy, the branches grow toward the sky, and strive to bloom spring flowers.

   I just don’t know if I’m lucky this year, can I still pick sweet pomegranates?

   I'm afraid it's not the same as before.

   "Qingqing! Qingqing!"

In the Princess Mansion, the sun was very strong in the afternoon, Gu Feibai turned around Su Qingan, "What should I do?! You didn't understand it at the beginning? Fu, what will we do in the future?"

   Su Qing'an got a headache from her arguing, and pressed her eyebrows: "I want to be quiet."

   "Oh." Gu Feibai asked, "Which little lover is Jingjing?"

  “…”

   Su Qing, who was really troubled by this incident, was restless, but there must be a way to the front of the mountain.

   "Prepare the car and go to the western suburbs." Su Qing'an instructed Ruosu.

   Ruosu thought for a moment: "There is Ganmei Temple on the mountain in the western suburbs, the princess wants to go to pray?"

  There are not only Ganmei Temple but also peach blossoms all over the mountains in the western suburbs, that is where they met.

  Su Qing'an never believed this, her eyes were indifferent: "Alright, let's see." Instead of being trapped in a square inch, it is better to look at the landscape.

  If Su Qingan had known the price of this distraction in advance, she probably wouldn't have gone to the western suburbs. Unfortunately, the prophets of uncertainty are not in the category of human beings, and she can't calculate the past and present.

   "I'm going with you?" Gu Fei asked in vain.

   "No need, I'll go around alone." Su Qingan likes to be alone.

   End of April.

  The peach blossoms are blooming, and they are vying to open the final flowering period.

  On the hills in the western suburbs, peach blossoms fell into the dust and crushed into the soil.

  The carriage of the princess' mansion was traveling in the mountains, Su Qingan reached out and caught a handful of light, the petals stopped at her fingertips, and said to Ruo Su with a smile, "This year's peach blossoms have bloomed well, but unfortunately they will eventually wither."

   "Princess..." Ruo Su's face was pale.

  Su Qingan's smile stopped long ago, and she saw a figure in the distance.

   He rode on a horse, his figure was as jade as pine and cypress, and his face was blurred by a halo.

   Today, the identities of the two are completely reversed.

  Peach blossoms fell from under the snow-white sleeves and drifted into the distance.

   One last look, Su Qingan fell into his arms.

   "Princess Zhaoyi." He said, "Long time no see."

  When the young man was about to leave on the mountain in the western suburbs, the princess blocked his way, standing tall and arrogant, and said to him, "Cen Zhou, long time no see."

   "Three years of separation, I have not dared to forget one day."

  …

   On the other side, Thirteen followed Zhu Ergou twice, and they had to return halfway, because the mountain was guarded by heavy troops!

   This made Thirteen more and more puzzled, and there was a hunch in his heart, until this time, he tried his best to follow.

  The road became more and more desolate, and in the suburbs, on the mountain, there was a wooden house.

  Thirteen was in shock, lying in front of the window, his pupils shrank when he saw the person inside.

   The sky was dark, and no one's face was hidden.

  Prince Su Ziheng Haihai and the first son of the Prime Minister Zhang Song were talking, and Zhu Ergou nodded and bowed to them.

   "It's been three years, I can't wait any longer, I'm going to kill Gu Feibai and Su Qing'an, and avenge my father!"

   "This matter can't be rushed, Gu first rescued you, just so that uncle can have a bloodline to live..."

  Thirteen's brain went blank with extreme horror.

   Hiding criminals, this is a big crime to beheaded!

   "click" sound.

   The dead wood branches under his feet were broken.

  The people in the room saw it instantly—

   Thirteen's heart jumped, and he turned and ran.

   "Stop!" Zhang Song rushed out the door, throwing his sword to block Thirteen's way.

   "It's him!" Zhu Ergou exclaimed, "Isn't this... the beggar back then? Su Qing'an's lackey! Prince! He must not be easily let go!"

  …

  Su Qingan opened her eyes again, her vision was blurry, and she saw a **** red, with an eerie red light, constantly shaking and flying.

   His eyes gradually focused, it turned out that the blood-like red was actually an elegant and extravagant layer of red bed curtains!

  The wind is blowing, the sun is shining, the ears are deadly empty, and it is as quiet as another world.

strangeness.

   This is Su Qing'an's first feeling.

   She had a splitting headache, and she couldn't remember what she was going to do. She straightened up subconsciously, only to find that her whole body was unable to exert strength, and she was terribly weak.

  The wide snow-white sleeves fell weakly along the wrists, and three thousand blue silks were scattered behind her.

   is like a canary imprisoned in a cage.