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Chapter 694 Crazy Criticism of Beauty and Taking the Villain's Script 24

Chapter 694 Crazy criticizes the beauty for taking the villain’s script 24

The young man leaned back to avoid it, his black hair was flying, his waistline tied in black clothes curved into a very beautiful line, and there was a cut on the side of his face. The bright red blood slid across the cold white skin and stained the clothes. He seemed not to notice.

Feeling the pain, he quickly stood up and fought back!

The light of the sword was blurred in the shadow of dusk.

In a daze, it felt like the first time we met.

He didn't look at her then.

Su Qing'an sighed, her voice was like the soft words of Wu Nong from Jiangnan, and every time she called him, it was like a lover's murmur.

"Cen Zhou, Cen Zhou, why don't you understand?"

"You escaped today, and there will be tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. If you are willing to carry the wanted warrant all the time, I don't care, but where are your friends? Or... your master? The parents you are looking for? What about them?

"

Every time Su Qing'an said a word, Cen Zhou's face turned gloomy, his movements suddenly stopped, and he looked in the direction of Su Qing'an.

The bones tightened and clenched, making a crisp clicking sound.

"I'm just a swordsman, and I've never offended Princess Zhaoyi." He said coldly, "What do you want?"

Su Qing'an slowly stepped down from the carriage, her skirt flowing gracefully, and walked towards Cen Zhou step by step.

Finally it stopped in front of him.

The young man stood there with a sword in his hand, ready to cut her throat at any time.

The distance is no more than three inches.

"Princess!" the soldier said in shock, staring at Cen Zhou warily, ready to take action at any time.

Su Qingan raised her hand to signal them to stop.

Cen Zhou's mouth curled up and he remained indifferent.

The two stood facing each other. If they weren't facing each other with murderous intent, they would really look like a couple from a distance.

Su Qingan looked at him closely.

The young man was always tall and thin, dressed in black and walking alone. His deep brow bones and bridge of nose cast a cold shadow on one side, and his jawline was too sharp, with the shadow disappearing into his collar.

At this moment, those eyes shining like clusters of Xiangshui were staring at her without any warmth, and the cold firelight was flowing, which was extremely oppressive.

Su Qing'an's eyes fell on his lips.

Cen Zhou's jaw was tight and sharp, and his thin lips were pressed into a tight line. The color was cold and seductive, trying to leave people with an ambiguous glow and break the surface of abstinence.

Su Qing'an felt that he lacked a touch of brilliance.

Her hair brushed the boy's shoulders.

The air is filled with a certain sweet daughter's fragrance, mixed with the scent of herbs that have been bitter for many years, and the fragrance of Buddha.

Her lips pressed against Cen Zhou's lips, and a gentle and melodious voice came out.

"I want you."

That moment.

Cen Zhou's body completely froze, his cold eyes trembling violently, almost wide-open as he looked at the figure so close at hand, absurd and unbelievable!

An unfamiliar touch, warm, soft, and sweet.

Influx into the senses.

The young swordsman's eyes are unpredictable, the shadows of his eyelashes cast a shadow, and the lines from the jawline to the shoulder blades are completely tight and sharp, accentuating his lean lines.

What surprised Su Qing'an was that the other party did not retreat or push her away.

Silently and fiercely, the thin fingers pinched the princess's slender and white waist without any warning, and dug her fingers downward, pushing her into the carriage almost violently and roughly!

Immediately afterwards, black boots stepped on her, and her long legs were bent up, blocking everyone's view.

The lower back hit the sharp edge, sending out bursts of tingling sensations. Needless to say, the skin must have turned green. Before Su Qingan could stabilize her body, the person in front of her kneeled down on her.

Slender fingers pinched her chin, forcing her to raise her face.
Chapter completed!
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