Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant’s First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine

Nan Yan slowly repeated these four words, looked at him, and said, "You mean--"

Ajisland said: "Choose again."

"..."

"Choose your way of life."

"..."

"Choose someone to live with you."

"..."

"If you choose again, then you will not be facing the same life as this moment!"

"..."

Nan Yan did not speak, but slowly turned around and looked at the endless darkness in the distance. The night in such a wasteland seemed even more dull and long. She even felt that maybe she was already in this way. Half a lifetime passed in the night.

But when I looked back, I found out, just in the blink of an eye.

"Nanyan..."

After a long silence, Nan Yan still didn't say a word, and Ajislan stood behind her, calling her name softly, as if she wanted to say something more.

At this time, Nan Yandao: "The choice you said, the way of life, the person who chooses to live."

"Ok."

"It means-follow you, choose you, right?"

"..."

Ajislan's breathing became tighter.

He took a step forward and almost pressed his chest to her back, and Nan Yan also clearly felt the temperature that belonged to him from his body.

That kind of temperature made her sink a bit.

Behind him, Ajislan's low voice: "Yes."

After saying the word, he held his breath.

Waiting for her answer.

However, he waited with a sneer.

The shoulders of the thin body standing in front of him suddenly shrugged slightly, and then Nan Yan slowly turned around and looked at him with a sneer.

Ajislan frowned.

He heard Nan Yan say in a very sober tone: "Go with you, choose you, is what you said, a better life for me?"

"..."

Nan Yan sneered, looked at him with arms folded, and said: "I found that you men are like this. They are proud of themselves, think they know women well, think they hook their little finger, or hesitate with women, and have difficulties Give a little gentleness when you are, and the woman will be obediently hooked, and you will feel better than the person in front of you."

"..."

Ajislan's expression condensed slightly.

Nan Yan sneered, "I'm sorry, I'm not that kind of person."

"..."

"I think, maybe it's like this, you betray yourself when you meet people, and you just follow people with a bone, but that is a dog, not a person.

Ajislan's face sank: "You know, I didn't mean that."

"Then, what do you mean?"

"I--"

"Don't tell me yet, just listen to me,"

Nan Yan smiled coldly: "You really don't think I'm a dog. You just deal with me by dealing with dogs. It's a pity-I'm not good, I'm still Sinanyan, or the concubine of the dignified Yanguo, I have met since childhood. I've been to many unsatisfactory things, but I will solve these things, and never thought of leaving them, and it is even more impossible to escape these things by running away with a man."

"..."

"Arislan, you have seen the wrong person!"

Ajislan was also startled.

"Besides,"

He was about to say something, and Nan Yan had already continued: "You said let me choose again, is the choice you gave me really better?"

"..."

"I don't think so."

"..."

"Do you really think I can't see what you are making?"