The room was big, the sheets were newly replaced, washed very white, slurry, the teapot had no gaps, and the teacup was very clean. But the room was deserted, and it always seemed that something was missing!

Lin Xian'er was sitting at the head of the bed, sewing buttons on a man's clothes. She was obviously not familiar with the needles with a sword, and she often pricked her hands.

A Fei stood at the window, looking at the night outside the window, not knowing what he was thinking.

Lin Xian'er sewed a button, raised her head, gently beat her waist, and shook her head, saying, "I really don't like staying in the inn. No matter how good the inn is, the room is like a cage. As soon as I walked in, I felt bored."

A Fei said: "Yes."

Lin Xian'er said: "I often hear others say that a golden nest is not as good as a doghouse, and no matter where you are, you are not as comfortable as your home. Do you think?"

A Fei said: "Yes."

Lin Xian'er's eyes were flowing and she said, "I'll pull you out of the house. You must be very unhappy, right?"

A Fei said: "No."

Lin Xian'er sighed and said, "I know that Li Xunhuan is your good friend, and it's not that you don't want you to make friends with him, but since we have decided to forget the past and start from scratch, we must leave him. People like him will have trouble following him no matter where they go."

She continued softly: "We have vowed not to cause trouble anymore, are we?"

A Fei said: "Yes."

Lin Xian'er said: "What's more, although he is very loyal, he drinks too much wine. If he drinks too much wine alone, there will inevitably be some problems. When the disease occurs, he doesn't even know it." She sighed again and continued slowly: "It's because of this that he breaks through my door and wants to treat me..."

A Fei suddenly turned around, stared at her, and said word by word: "Don't talk about that matter again, okay?"

Lin Xian'er smiled gently and said, "Actually, I have forgiven him long ago because he is your friend."

A Fei looked painful in his eyes and lowered his head. He slowly said, "I have no friends... I only have you."

Lin Xian'er stood up, walked over and grabbed his hand, pulled him to her side, and gently stroked his face. She said softly: "I have only you." She raised her toes, put her face on his face, and whispered: "As long as I have you, it's enough, I don't want anything."

Ah Fei opened his hand and hugged her tightly.

Lin Xian'er was already pressing against him, and the two hugged each other tightly. After a while, her body suddenly trembled gently. She said, "You...you are thinking again..."

Ah Fei closed his eyes and nodded.

Lin Xian'er said: "Actually, I think... I've wanted to give you everything, but we can't do it now."

A Fei said: "Why?"

Lin Xian'er said: "Because I'm not your wife yet."

A Fei said: "I...I..."

Lin Xian'er said: "Why are you unwilling to marry me openly? Let others know that I am your wife, why don't you dare? Can't you forgive me for what I did wrong in the past? Don't you love me sincerely?"

The expression on A Fei's face was even more painful and he slowly let go of his hand. But Lin Xian'er hugged him tighter and said softly: "No matter what you treat me, I still love you. You know that my heart has been given to you... I only have you in my heart, and there is no one else."

Her body trembled, twisted, rubbed... A Fei moaned in pain, and the two of them suddenly fell on the bed. Lin Xian'er said tremblingly: "Do you really think so?... Do you want me to use your hands again..."

Ah Fei was lying on the bed, as if he had collapsed. His heart was full of regret and pain. He hated himself. He knew he shouldn't do this, but he could no longer extricate himself. Sometimes he even wanted to die, but he couldn't bear to leave her.

With just one gentle hug, he could endure all the pain. Lin Xian'er had already stood up and was combing her hair in front of the mirror. Her face was red and she bit her lips lightly. Her watery eyes seemed to have spring colors.

"Anyone can do it, only A Fei can't."

A smile gradually appeared on the corner of Lin Xian'er's mouth. She smiled beautifully, but it was cruel. She liked to torture men, and she felt that there was no more pleasant enjoyment in the world.

Just then, someone suddenly knocked on the door.

One person shouted: "Open the door, open the door quickly. I know you are inside, and I've seen you long ago."

A Fei suddenly stood up and said sternly: "Who is it?"

Before he finished speaking, the door was knocked open and he rushed in alone.

This man is very young and not ugly. He is covered in alcohol. His blood-covered eyes stared at Lin Xian'er, and he didn't seem to see a third person in the room. He pointed at Lin Xian'er and smiled nervously, "Although you pretend you can't see me, I see you. Do you still want to leave?"

Lin Xian'er had no expression on her face and said coldly: "Who are you? I don't recognize you!"

The young man laughed and said, "You don't recognize me? You really don't recognize me? Have you forgotten what happened that day?... OK, I have worked hard to send you dozens of letters, but you don't recognize me now."

He suddenly rushed over, trying to hug Lin Xian'er, and hissed: "But I recognize you, and I can't forget you even if I die..."

Of course, Lin Xian'er would not be hugged by him. She flashed lightly and dodged away, exclaiming: "This man is drunk and goes crazy with alcohol."

The boy shouted, "I'm not drunk, I'm very awake, I still remember what you said, and you said that as long as I deliver the letter for you, you'll be with me..."

He wanted to pounce again, but A Fei had blocked him and said sternly: "Get out!"

The boy screamed and said, "Who are you? Why do you want me to get out! You want to please her and tell you that she will forget you at any time, just like forgetting me." He suddenly burst into laughter and laughed, "No matter who thinks she is really good to him, she is a fool, a fool... She has already slept with at least a hundred men."

Before this sentence was finished, A Fei's fist had already stretched out!

There was only a "bang" sound. The boy had already flew out and fell into the yard with a slump to the sky.

A Fei stared at him with a blue face. After a long time, he didn't move, then A Fei slowly turned around and faced Lin Xian'er.

Lin Xian'er suddenly covered her face and cried, crying, "What did I do wrong? What did I do wrong... Why do these people come to wrongly accuse me and harm me..."

A Fei sighed deeply and hugged her gently. He said softly: "As long as I am here, you don't need to be afraid."

After a long time, Lin Xian'er's crying sounded lowered. She cried and said softly: "Fortunately, I still have you. As long as you understand me, it doesn't matter what others do to me."

A Fei's eyes were filled with anger and gritted his teeth and said, "If anyone dares to bully you again in the future, I will never forgive him!"

Lin Xian'er said: "No matter who?"

A Fei said: "No matter whoever is the same!"

Lin Xian'er let out a "moan" and hugged him tighter. But her eyes were looking at another person. Not only was there no sadness in her eyes, but she was filled with smiles and smiled so charmingly.

There was also someone in the yard looking at her. The man was standing next to the falling boy. He was tall and thin, and his clothes seemed to be golden, only knee-length, and a sword was inserted diagonally on his belt!

Although there were lights in the yard, it was not bright. Only vaguely could he see three scars on his face, one of which was very deep and long, and it was scratching from his hairline to the corner of his mouth, making him seem as if he always had a cruel and mysterious smile, which made him shudder.

But the most terrifying thing was his eyes. His eyes were actually gray, neither emotion nor life! He stared at Lin Xian'er coldly for a while, nodded slowly, then turned around and walked towards the row of houses facing south.

After a while, two people ran to carry the boy in the yard away. The clothes they wore were also apricot yellow, and they were very agile and agile.

Lin Xian'er's soft sobs stopped completely.

It's getting deeper in the night.

A Fei's even breathing sound came from the room. His breathing was very heavy. He obviously slept very heavily again. After Lin Xian'er poured him a cup of tea, he fell asleep immediately.

The yard was very quiet, only the wind blew the sycamore tree, as if sighing.

Then, the door opened.

After only a crack was opened, a man quietly walked out, quietly closed the door, quietly walked through the yard, and walked towards the row of houses facing south. There was also a window in the row of houses, and the lights were on.

The dim light shone out from the window, shining on her face, and her big watery eyes, which were so charming.

It's Lin Xian'er.

She has started knocking on the door.

With just a knock, a low and hoarse voice came from the door, and he said coldly: "The door is open."

Lin Xian'er pushed it gently and the door opened. The man who had just stood in the yard was sitting on a chair opposite the door, motionless, just like a stone statue that had been sitting there since ancient times.

When the distance was closer, Lin Xian'er saw his eyes clearly. His eyes could hardly distinguish between the eyeballs and the whites, and they were completely dead gray. His pupils were very big, so when he looked at you, it seemed that he was not looking at you, and when he was not looking at you, it seemed that he was looking at you.

These eyes were neither bright nor sharp, but they had an indescribable evil and demonic power. Even Lin Xian'er felt a little chill when she saw it, as if she had been cold until her bones were in the marrow.

But she still had a charming sweet smile on her face. The more terrifying the people she met, the more cute she smiled. This was the first weapon she used to deal with men. She had used this weapon very skillfully and effectively.

She smiled sweetly and said, "Is it Mr. Jing?"

Jing Wuming stared at her coldly, without saying anything or nodding.

Lin Xian'er smiled sweeter and said, "I have heard of Mr. Jing's name long ago."

Jing Wuming still stared at her coldly. In his eyes, this world's number one beauty was nothing like a piece of wood.

Lin Xian'er was still not disappointed, and smiled and said with a charming smile: "When did Mr. Jing come? Just now..."

Jing Wuming suddenly interrupted her and said coldly: "When you speak in front of me, it is best to remember one thing."

Lin Xian'er said softly: "As long as Mr. Jing says it, I will definitely remember it."

Jing Wuming said: "I only ask questions, not answers, do you understand?"

Lin Xian'er said: "I understand."

Jing Wuming said: "But if I ask, there must be an answer. And the answer must be very clear and simple. I don't like to listen to nonsense... Do you understand?"

Lin Xian'er said: "I understand."

She lowered her head, looking gentle and obedient. This is the second weapon she used to deal with men - she knew that men like obedient women, and also knew that if men start to like a woman, they would listen to that woman without realizing it.

Jing Wuming said: "Are you Lin Xian'er?"

Lin Xian'er said: "Yes."

Jing Wuming said, "Did you ask me to meet here?"

Lin Xian'er said: "Yes."

Jing Wuming said: "You have made an appointment with me in Korean?"
To be continued...