Go Through My Demon Host

Jiang Yiran looked at the dyed white faintly. For a long time, there was a hint of helplessness on the beautiful and elegant face. The cool and warm voice is as dreamy as a misty and rainy pavilion, clean and restrained.

"I said, as long as you want, there is."

The tone of the handsome and abstinent man paused, his thin red lips parted lightly, his voice was cold and sharp, and the biting cold faded away, leaving only a noble and warm tone like jade, which was very pleasant.

"Once, now, and in the future, it will never change."

Jiang Yiran's crimson thin lips showed a shallow smile, elegant and noble. The fingers with well-proportioned knuckles and graceful movements naturally hooked the little girl's stray strands of hair behind her ears. "Understood, eh?"

The ending is frivolous and magnetic.

The little girl's obsidian-like eyes fell on the man who was currently half-squatting in front of her.

This is a cool and dangerous person.

There are two completely different temperaments, but they are perfectly combined.

Qing, noble and handsome, such as a graceful and gentle gentleman, a secret hunter who controls the situation as cold and thin as a cold sword.

On the outside, it looks warm and smooth like jade, noble and elegant, but the coolness and arrogance in the bones, the silent but ubiquitous indifference and alienation, make people feel difficult to approach.

"This is what you said, you can't go back on it." The corners of the dyed white lips slowly burst into a shallow smile, and the depths of a pair of ink-slicked eyes looked a bit cold.

"Of course." Jiang Yiran's lips held a noble smile, and nodded slightly.

The well-proportioned hand slowly took the little girl's small hand, and pressed a kiss on the back of the delicate porcelain-white hand. The thin red lips touched the cool skin, like a dragonfly on water, and it was easy to touch.

"My Princess." Jiang Yiran's Yaozhi's peach blossom eyes were dyed with a warm and cold smile, and his soft and low voice was as ethereal as a misty rain pavilion, and as precious and unparalleled as jade hitting a spring.

There is piety in his actions and words, as if he were treating the world's most precious treasures.

The little girl's eyes darkened slightly and she laughed lightly.

It's clean and pure, with no added embellishments.

Like the most dazzling smile in the world, it is difficult to paint its elegance with thousands of ink.

"Then, Doctor Jiang, take me home."

The corners of the little girl's lips were curved, and her eyebrows were picturesque. The soft and sweet tone is full of smiles, very light and light, but it is a long-lost, sincere smile.

Jiang Yiran's clean brows and eyes were as noble and indifferent as ink paintings, and there were a few traces of affection and deep affection. After a long time, he opened his mouth and said, "Okay."

I will take you home.

The little girl blinked, and a pair of ink-washed eyes shone with a different kind of brilliance.

Just like the dazzling stars in the sky.

slowly,

Open arms.

meaning is,

hug!

Facing the little girl's clear and light smile, Jiang Yiran's thin lips were slightly hooked, and he stretched out his slender and powerful arms, and hugged Dye Bai.

Ranbai hugged Jiang Yiran's neck, a happy and satisfied smile on his tender and beautiful face.

The two were close to each other and slowly walked out of this dark and dark forest.

The cold wind blew, the tangled branches rustled, the darkness filled the woods, and it was deep and desolate.

Darkness sees them off.

until,

The figures of the two people disappeared, and no half of their backs could be seen again.

It seems to be hidden in the darkness, blending with the darkness.

And the gloomy wind still in the woods,

Still in this dark, lifeless forest, there is.