Chapter 1481: Exchange terms

There was no sound from the other side. If he could not hear his breath, Fang Xiyan almost thought he had left.
Why doesn't he speak? Are you back again?
Fang Xiyan couldn't help looking up, but faced his gaze, and her heart was cold!
His face was faint, his eyes were cold and without any temperature, and there was a torrential storm under the calm appearance: "Very good! Then you have to prepare!"
He clapped his hands, and walked into the two flower demon outside the hall. Feng Xiaoxun said quietly: "Bath and dress her!"
Fang Xiyan: "..."
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In an oversized wooden barrel, there are numerous petals floating in the barrel. The petals are red and I don't know what kind it is.
The two flower demon who waited for her didn't even urge her, but just added some hot water when the water temperature was slightly cooler.
Her fair-skinned skin had been soaked red with water, and her palms and feet were slightly wrinkled. She sighed, and after washing for a long time, she could not soak in the tub all night, right? !!
Forget it, stretch your head and shrink your head. Since what is destined to be lost tonight, it won't help her to delay too long.
She got up, and the two flower fairies came over holding a dress: "Please put this on the girl."
Fang Xiyan glanced at him suddenly. A thought popped up in his heart: he was finally not so stubborn to let her be a green cabbage heart ...
It was a set of red gauze skirts, which fit only three words: light and thin. through.
After Fang Xiyan put it on, she looked down and saw the black line. This body-is the ancient version of lingerie? !!
The curve of her body is looming in the red skirt, the fullness of her chest, the slender waist, the faint valley ... the infinite spring is full of imagination.
This is-isn't the woman in the fun fair dressed?
Is he good at this tone, or does he deliberately insult her and treat her as a woman in the field?
There seemed to be a faint tinge of silk in her heart, and a wave of pain spread, and she bruised her teeth secretly.
Forget it, since the result is the same, it doesn't matter what he is when she is. This is just a transaction, a transaction ...
A red cape put her shoulders on her shoulders again, covering her densely, Fang Xiyan froze, turned her head to look at the flower demon who put on her cloak, and the flower demon bowed her head: "Girl, please . Lord Demon is waiting for you. "
Flowers and willows were scattered all the way, Fang Xiyan was taken to a house again, with an antique building, a quiet and elegant layout, and two large characters on the door: Fei Yuan.
Fang Xiyan lowered his eyes. It seems that he still sees her as the substitute for Feiyue--
Deep in her heart, there was an astringent volume, as if pierced by a fine needle. She deliberately ignored the faint pain, and walked in under the leadership of two flower demon. ‘
She only entered this courtyard once, and only walked around the main hall of Baoxia and went out. She did not see the layout of other houses in Baoxia.
The two demon monsters led her to the door on the left side of Baoxia and whispered, "Master Devil, Girl Fang is here."