The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me Chapter 707

  Chapter 707 Crazy Criticism of Beauty to Take Villain Script 37

   "You won't rob your sister, will you?"

   "How come." Su Mohuan said, "I hope to see my sister happy."

"Will do."

   She thought about how to place her little Jasmine.

   The only thing Su Qingan could not accept in this life was betrayal.

   Everyone is the same.

   She wants to make Su Mohuan betray her family and leave her family with nothing! She wants to make Su Mohuan hysterical and mad! She wants to let Su Mohuan fall into the quagmire and despair, and then extend her hand mercifully!

   She wants Su Mohuan to be her own little sun.

   Outside the palace.

   It was still snowing outside. It was the first snow in the cold winter in Kyoto.

   The vermilion palace wall and the glazed tiles, as well as the bluestone slabs with bloodstains from previous dynasties, were all covered with a benevolent white.

   The lights inside the hall were brilliant, and the coldness outside the hall was piercing.

  Cen Zhou leaned against the railing, snow fell on his eyelashes and shoulders, and looked at the palace wall in the distance, his dark eyes covered with deep disgust.

   "Cen Zhou..."

   A trembling voice sounded behind him.

   "Miss Zhang." Cen Zhou said when he saw the person.

   Zhang Shuliang shook her head, crazy thoughts swallowed her restless heart.

   A moment of encounter is fleeting, and you must seize the rare opportunity.

   has long lost his arrogance in front of others, and walked up to him: "Do you have to be so lively?"

  The teenager was confused and stated the facts objectively: "I'm not familiar with you."

   All the interactions between Cen Zhou and Zhang Shuliang were only in the Prime Minister's House that month. In order to repay Master's favor, he responded to the Prime Minister's request and protected Zhang Shuliang.

  This place is secluded and secluded, the branches are bent by the snow, and there is no one around.

  Zhang Shuliang gritted her teeth and squeezed the sachet tightly around her waist, tears on her face, becoming more and more desolate: "Cen Zhou, I love you."

  The health pot was not used to watching those adults drink, so he just sneaked out. A green pot was suspended in the night sky, and no one could see it. He secretly observed this scene for Su Qingan and was amazed.

   Love comes and goes all day long, and children will be stressed if they continue to love them.

   Do you see how happy he is to be loved?

   Depression is necessary.

  Cen Zhou heard the word love, his dark and sharp eyes had a fleeting cold blood and boredom, and his voice was low.

   "Miss Zhang is now the Crown Princess, so be careful."

   "I said I love you!" Zhang Shuliang seemed to be stimulated, and her voice rose suddenly.

   His voice was clear and calm.

"I do not love you."

   "It's not like this..." Zhang Shuliang had a hard time accepting the fact that she was the eldest lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

   Growing up, there was nothing she could not get.

   She held on to the last glimmer of hope, looking up at the young man's delicate eyebrows greedily, "You just don't understand, I can teach you, Cen Zhou... I really love you."

   "Please come back." The young swordsman leaned against the railing, the low curve of his eyebrows was rather ruthless, the snow light cast a shadow on the side of the high nose bridge, and his tone was not moved at all.

  Cen Zhou will love a lot.

  Love wine, love swords, love rivers and lakes and freedom.

   The only thing I don't love is people, I don't love this capital.

   He doesn't understand and doesn't want to learn.

   For him, it was unnecessary.

"What about Su Qing'an?! Do you love her?!" Zhang Shuliang's face was a little unspeakably angry, as if she had been betrayed, "She forced you to humiliate you and imprison you, but she was sorry for you! How can she be better than me? ?!"

   "Is it related to her?" Cen Zhou was not touched.

   "Then do you love her?"

"do not love."

   Zhang Shuliang breathed a sigh of relief when he got the answer he wanted.

  Cen Zhou didn't lie to her, but he just thought the question was too weird, like he couldn't understand Zhang Shuliang's hysterical emotions, the love in her mouth, and Su Qingan's obsession with herself.

  "Cen Zhou..." I don't know when to untie the sachet, the faint fragrance permeated my breath, Zhang Shuliang, with tears in her eyes, raised her hand to unbutton her clothes, "I don't want to be a princess."

   Under the shocked eyes of the teenager, she took a step forward: "You want me."

   When Zhang Shuliang said that sentence, Cen Zhou's thinking was frozen.

  Who is he, where is he, what is he doing?

   Zhang Shuliang took another step forward, the buttons of his shirt were loosened one by one, revealing the snow-white under the jacket, and choked up: "At least, I want to give my first time to the person I love, okay?"

   "You and I have no personal relationship." Cen Zhou's brows and eyes were cold, and he opened the distance from her: "Self-respect!"

   He turned to leave, but strange heat began to spread around his body, gradually invading his internal organs, and even his consciousness became groggy.

   Thirsty…

   very thirsty…

  Cen Zhou paused in steps, his eyes were as cold as ice knives, and he slammed on Zhang Shuliang's body, revealing murderous aura!

   "What did you give me?"

   Zhang Shuliang looked at the boy's abnormally red face, and secretly delighted in her heart. It was the effect of the medicine. It seemed that the boss who sold the sachets didn't lie to her.

   What if the sword is drawn!

   has been cut.

   She was ready for the day.

   "You don't have to worry, I didn't poison you." Zhang Shuliang bit her lip and gathered up her courage, her eyes warm and affectionate, "This is just a strong aphrodisiac, if you don't get along with me...you will die."

   That moment.

  Cen Zhou felt that his three views were smashed by the world and rebuilt again.

  The blue veins protruded from the forehead of the youth, and the veins under the cold white skin were unusually obvious, with a shallow red that was fascinating, but those eyes were terrifyingly cold.

   At the moment when Zhang Shuliang walked forward—

   "Contention!"

   is the sound of sword energy passing through the air!

  Senhan's snow-like sword tip pressed directly into Zhang Shuliang's heart, mercilessly blocking her step forward.

"roll!"

   Adam's apple rolled up and down, Cen Zhou bit out a word from his lips and teeth, suppressing his fierceness.

   Zhang Shuliang was frightened and stayed for two seconds. She did this to the point where she abandoned all restraint, but why did he avoid it? !

   Zhang Shuliang didn't care, anyway, she must get Cen Zhou today and threw herself directly at the boy.

   Next second.

   The back of the neck was smashed and stunned!

   Zhang Shuliang's body was weak, and she fell to the ground disheveled.

Cen Zhou ignored her and walked away quickly, but the pace became slower and slower. The burning sensation of thirst poured into his throat, breaking his reason. He irritably pulled off his neckline, and the cold snow slapped on his face, barely pressing it. Live the uncontrolled boiling in your bones.

  Su Ziheng came out from behind the towering rockery and came to Zhang Shuliang's side.

   Bend over and pick it up.

  Tossing and tossing, but also can not escape the lonely palm!

   "Where have you been?" Cen Zhou did not return until the end of the palace banquet. Su Qingan glanced calmly and found that Zhang Shuliang was not there, so she asked.

   "Take a breath." Cen Zhou answered with his head lowered, breathing a little disorderly, standing behind Su Qingan.

   has a very hoarse voice.

  Su Qingan felt that he was a little strange, and he wouldn't do anything.

  Su Ziheng stood opposite them, sneered and clenched his hands.

   He must make them suffer tonight!

   (end of this chapter)

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