Chapter 500:

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Then he took a step forward and suddenly came to Feng Zhiwei.
"I mind! I mind a real heart abandoned!"
"I mind! I mind she is cheating from beginning to end!"
"I mind! I mind her knowing that I let go and still don't let go!"
"I mind! I mind that I could not lose the game!"
"I mind! I mind not being defeated by ingenuity, but losing heartlessly to whom!"
"I mind! I mind why it's so stupid to bet on her love with a heartless person!"
His voice was low and ruthless, it was difficult to imagine such a gentle and gentle temperament, but he also violently and fiercely did not leave a room, and then, one step forward, Feng Zhi looked at his instant dark eyes, suddenly felt a block in his heart, There seemed to be a slight bitterness in her mouth, and the disguised Zhenzhen Youyi calmly shattered indifferently, and she could not help but step back. He took a step forward, she took a step back, and the six sounds were unfinished. Railing by the lake.
Jin Siyu's accumulated anger was pushed to the top by her calm and merciless moment, and her mind was a little sober at the moment, and the eyes spread like black in the night, and Feng Zhiwei's face was reflected in the night. Ying Qingbo disappeared, like a layer of mist lingering in front of him, and her posture finally lost that toughness and indifference, and was pressed against the railing, her body leaned back slightly, her long hair fell like a silk, on the water Long and wagging, she was a little confused by the extremely close distance and the approaching man's breath, and a faint panic appeared in her eyes.
That panic looked at his eyes, and suddenly it was the Shaoyaoer last winter. When he was initially captured and lost his memory, he calmed down a bit of a state of sadness from time to time. It was that little sadness that made his heart move again and again. Move until the incurable indulgence indulges, obviously full of suspicion, but willing to boldly try it... All of the Puyuan's come back in a flash, all are peony, smiling peony, gentle peony, playful peony, lazy peony. Countless paeoniae fluttered and swirled in his vision... Jin Siyu suddenly felt dry in his heart, and his long-pressed emotion was like a long river breaking through the rational dam, and a low roar in his throat suddenly appeared. He slammed his lips down.
The force he pressed down was so determined, unlike the gentle Prince in Feng Zhiwei's impression, he kissed her lips violently, and immediately used her teeth to knock her teeth off, and could not wait to get in and sweep. Qing Kuoyu, occupy this stunning country that has never set foot.
Kneeling, waist-waisting, and pressing, Jin Siyu used his whole body as a weapon, and pressed Fengzhi slightly to the ground of the railing-in those days he respected her will and maintained a graceful manner, so He really became the wind in her memory, and now it's pedantic to talk about manners again. How desperate she is, how much he has to plunder!
The sound of the teeth and the bumping of the teeth was clearly heard in the silence, the far-flung laughter was blown away by the wind, and when it was here, it was also light, and Jin Siyu was blocked in front of her lips, not impatient and patiently tried to go Stroking her waist-he remembered that there seemed to be an old wound on her waist, which would soften when she touched her.
The hand just touched the waist, and suddenly Feng Zhiwei was short, and then he heard a "buzzing" sound. Somewhere, he suddenly had something on top.
Icy, hard and sharp.
Jin Siyu couldn't move, and her eyes slowly shrank, looking at Feng Zhiwei under him.
Feng Zhiwei looked at him calmly and slightly coldly, without saying anything like yielding.
Jin Siyu's backlit eyes shone with cold shimmer, and his eyes slowly moved down, looking at his waist-just now, Feng Zhiwei didn't resist, then he used his hand to touch her waist and touched the waist. Putting on a soft sword, he resisted his vital point.
This woman... always be so patient, so ruthless.
Feng Zhiwei's eyes were full of calm, but then her eyes changed.
I don’t know when there was a step approaching, but it wasn’t Gu Nanyi’s. The strange and light footsteps, one person walked and said briskly: "This is really a good place. Drinking here must be happy, hey..."
He had apparently found something wrong here and walked over to this side.
Feng Zhiwei felt anxious—at this time, her hair was scattered, her clothes were loose, she leaned on the railing, and she was entangled with a man. If this scene is seen in the eyes of others, it is troublesome.
Jin Siyu was also stunned. He had heard who was heard from the other party's voice, and he was even more reluctant to expose his and Wei Zhi's grievances to the other party. His eyes were so hesitant, Feng Zhiwei had noticed, suddenly his finger Suddenly, he withdrew the soft sword, then grabbed Jin Siyu's hand and rested on his front flap, making the action that he was about to fall into the lake and Jin Siyu was about to save.
As soon as she made this gesture, Jin Siyu understood that there was a flash of appreciation in her eyes, holding Feng Zhiwei's front.
Feng Zhiwei just relaxed for his cooperation, and suddenly saw him staring at his front, his calm face changed again, a trace of anger flickered in his eyes, and the blue light flashed, like the cold wind blowing through the dark forest at midnight, Shoot out a faint light.
Feng Zhiwei screamed badly in her heart. At this time, she clamped down on Jin Siyu, was in an unfavorable posture, and gave him the key to the chest. As long as Jin Siyu had a bad heart, she could set it instantly. She was dead, and she could take her away even if it didn't help!
Feng Zhiwei secretly regretted that he still underestimated Jin Siyu, or the impression he had left on him was too deep. He always felt that this person had no killing heart for himself, but he never thought about it. How deep!
All thoughts but a flash of lightning, Jin Siyu, who grabbed her front, has slowly picked up his tail finger.
In his tail finger, there is a star blue awn, the glimmer of light.
The direction that your fingertips are facing is Feng Zhiwei's heart.
His fingertips flashed blue, like the blue ghost fire in the night, with the murderous desire to wait for his life.
The brisk man had approached quickly, and at a glance saw Jin Siyu, a little surprised that he was here, but pretended not to know, reached out and patted him on the shoulder, said: "This Xiongtai would choose a place, It’s really nice to drink here on the breeze and the moon...hey, how is this...