Chapter 462 (1/2)

Feng Xin returned to Feng Fu and sat alone in the study.

He opened the ice box of Nirvana Zhan Xinlian, but as soon as he opened it, a flash of fire came to his face.

In the ice box, there is a fiery lotus flower with red petals and ochre heart. It is the most enchanting flower in the world. It lies quietly in the ice box.

Beiqing has entered the end of autumn, this season, has been a bit cool.

But nirvana, but let the room suddenly into the heat, the temperature is amazing.

If it's not Fengxin, it's cold. I'm afraid it's gone.

Think of the words of snow Pianran just now, Feng Xin's lips, helplessly pulled open a wry smile.

Even if it is an ice box with Dan palace, it must be used within three days after it is picked, otherwise the petals will wither and there will be no efficacy.

Originally, he wanted to hand over the nirvana Zhan Xinlian to her hand.

He missed her and worried about her injury, but

”Wu Zhong.” Almost difficult to spit out the name, somewhere in the body, a piercing sneer.

Man's lazy voice, with a bit of cold pride.

”Trash, what do you think of this seat, a runner?”

It belongs to Wu Zhong and has always been indifferent. For so many years, the two people who can't tolerate water and fire are like winter and summer in the four seasons of the year. They have the posture of old and dead.

However, this trend has shown signs of loosening in the past year.

”You don't seem to like it.”

Feng Xin sniffed, that good-looking face, full of sarcasm and gloom.

”Remember, this is the last time in this seat when you run errands.”

Huoran got up, went to the bookshelf, and pulled the mechanism above. A dark grid appeared in front of him, and there was a golden mask lying quietly inside.

When wearing a mask, Fengxin becomes Wu Zhong.

Pale cherry color of the lips, like playful pull, Wuzhong stroked his chin with his long finger.

Ye Lingyue didn't expect that it would be Wu Zhong who sent her medicine.

Even Yan Jiu didn't expect that Wu Chonghui would come by himself. He thought that it would be Feng San.

”Wu Zhong, why do you Cough. ” Before Yan Jiu finished speaking, Wu Zhong threw something to him.

Yan Jiu grabs the things in his hand, which makes his eyes change.

It's actually a cucumber, and it's a cucumber that's been cut in half.

There was a chill in Yan Jiu's heart, just like a hot potato. He threw the cucumber far away.

Damn Wuzhong, it's so evil.

He's a threat from red fruits.

One side of Ye Lingyue, see Wu Zhong that moment, there is a kind of impulse, run, but in the man's gloomy eyes, she can only be obediently nailed in place.

I don't know what Wu Zhong and Yan Jiu are talking about.

Ye Lingyue took advantage of two people in private language, curiously looked at a few more.

It has to be said that Wu Zhong and Yan Jiu, two men with different temperament, stand together, not only do not conflict, but also have an unprecedented sense of harmony.

Wu Zhong's figure is slightly higher than Yan Jiu.

Suddenly, Yan Jiu shivered and threw something out of his hand.

He moves fast, ye Lingyue's eyes are not slow.