Chapter 1181: : She shed tears in pain

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Xia Yanran knocked on the door and got the answer from inside. She pushed open the door and was ready to enter.
At this time, a steady and powerful footsteps came from the yard, and Xia Yanran turned back subconsciously.
Xiao Yan came over.
Xia Yanran saw him more and more confused.
Xiao Yan walked to Xia Yanran, looked at her, and stepped into the room first.
Xia Yanran wanted to stop him, it was too late.
Xiao Yan was tall and long, and after a few strides, he came to the absolute dust of meditation.
Jingchen turned his back on them, so he couldn't see her clearly, only her thin back.
She was really thin. She was dressed in a nun, and she was empty, as if a gust of wind could blow her thin.
"Donor, please stop."
When Xiao Yan walked behind her, she opened her mouth, her voice was sandy and dumb, and she was seriously injured when she heard it.
Xiao Yan paused expressionlessly.
Xia Yanran walked in slowly and said softly, "Master Dust, we have no intention to disturb, but there are some things that I want to ask you to answer."
Jingchen stopped the banging wooden fish, she pinched a string of beads, and slowly turned around.
Seeing her face destroyed by the fire, Xia Yanran's eyes narrowed slightly.
It was no longer clear what her original face looked like, enough to imagine how fierce the fire was.
Peerlessly seeing that Xia Yanran and Xiao Yan were not scared back or screamed by her appearance, she raised her hand and said hoarsely, "Sit!"
Xiao Yan and Xia Yanran sat opposite her.
After a brief greeting, Jingchen said, "Ask what you want!"
Xia Yanran took out the portraits of Yiran and Xiaoxi she painted, "Master Master, do you know these two people?"
Jingchen glanced at the portrait and shook his head. "I don't know."
Xia Yanran kept staring at her, and found that she only glanced at her, without even looking at it, she said she didn't know, it was really suspicious.
Xia Yanran wanted to say something, Xiao Yan held Xia Yanran's arm.
Xiao Min took out a few pieces of paper from his jacket pockets and handed them to Jingchen. "The master looks at these pictures."
Peerlessly swept over those pictures that Xiao Ran handed over that Iran painted in prison, his eyes narrowed slightly.
"Sorry, sorry, what you want to know, I can't help you."
Xiao Yan looked at the face that was destroyed by Jingchen, and said with a cold voice, "Then you know, this lady next to me, she has been used drugs to prevent her from getting pregnant again?"
Jingchen looked at Xia Yanran, and after a moment of silence, she said, "I don't know."
Xiao Yan sneered, "A person who dare not even tell the truth is called a master? Shaved his head and entered the temple. When the past is gone, can he disappear?"
Jingchen closed his eyes and his voice was hoarse and calm. "The donor, you are tired, please come back!"
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The cabins for tourists in the temple should be booked in advance. Xia Yanran and Xiao Yan had nowhere to live, so they had to go down the mountain.
Xia Yanran had countless doubts circling in her mind.
Not only the master of dust, but also Xiao Yan!
Xia Yanran looked at the silent man who was walking in front of her, couldn't help but break the silence, "Mr. Xiao, what about Miss Zhen?"
Xiao Yan did not answer her.
After a cold nail, Xia Yanran was a little shy.
It's getting dark here in Tibet, but the road down the mountain is not easy to go. The two can't walk fast, and the sky is gradually getting dark.
Xia Yanran was almost out of power. She looked at the man who had not spoken to her from the temple and opened her mouth again. "Xiao Yan, you don't even want to talk to me. What's up with you? What are you doing here to find Dust? "
The man in front stopped abruptly.
Xia Yanran was unprepared and was downhill again. He stopped abruptly, and she ran into his back unexpectedly.
"Good-hard!" She drew in an air of pain.
The man turned back and looked at Xia Yanran, "Whose back have you seen that is soft?"
Xia Yanran saw that he finally opened a golden mouth to talk to her, and she frowned a thin eyebrow. "So you can hear my voice, I thought something was wrong with your ears!"
Xiao Yan snorted coldly, ignored her, and moved on.
Xia Yanran saw him speeding up, and she shouted at him, "Xiao Xiao, even if we don't have anything to do with you now, please be gentleman, at night, we can't go together?"
"You came here alone, why didn't you say you were scared? Scared now?"
There was some coldness and sarcasm in the man's indifferent voice.
Xia Yanran wanted to return to him, and suddenly a creepy scream sounded.
It sounded like it was coming from a temple on the mountain.
Xia Yanran was so frightened that he didn't stand firmly and moved forward uncontrollably.
"what--"
Xia Yanran was a bit disappointed. If she rolled down the mountain, she might lose her life tonight.
Just as she was about to fall, her waist was suddenly tightened, and a chain-like arm hooped around her waist, and she fell into a sturdy wide chest unpreparedly.
Xia Yanran's nose was hit hard again.
She burst into tears.
Why is her nose so unlucky tonight?
"Push into my arms, don't you cry with joy?" There was a faint whisper from the man.
Xia Yanran wanted to strangle him.
She raised her small face, dangled in the misty eyes, and glared at him, "You are less stinky, I hurt like this."
Xiao Yan ticked his lips. "It hurts? Where does it hurt?"
Xia Yanran saw a trace of evil gas flowing from his eyebrows, his heart beating uncontrollably, "It doesn't matter what hurts you!"
Xiao Yan's eyes sank.
He lowered his head and moved closer to her.
The faces of the two were close to each other instantly.
The breath of the two was intertwined.
Xia Yanran's eyelashes trembled, too close, she could clearly feel the heat exhaled by Xiao Yan, sprayed deep and shallow on her face, intertwined with her breath.
The bright moonlight, like Yinhui, fell on the two, reflecting their intimacy, like a dream.
Xiao Yan looked at the woman in her arms, her eyelashes fluttered like a fan, and her eyes looked at him brightly.
Their eyes seemed to be glued, and no one could move away.
Xia Yanran watched his handsome face slowly approaching him, his heart beating fiercely.
The kiss after the breakup seemed particularly exciting and exciting.
Xia Yanran closed her eyes slowly.
Time passed several seconds.
The man's kiss didn't come down, Xia Yanran opened his eyes and looked at the man near him.
His eyes, like deep wells, locked her firmly, his eyes were calm and he did not have the desire to kiss her.
Xia Yanran suddenly burst into her head as if exploding.
He twitched his lips and smiled, "What kind of identity do you want me to kiss you?"