One Piece: Flowing Blade-Like Flame

Zhang Yang adapted to the darkness and found that it was in their wedding room. Sometimes the wind came in. The red muscovy duck swayed. Under the dim light, Zhang Yang saw a man lying on the floor, looking from the blue clouds by the lake. He recognized a person on his sleeve. In the weak light, he saw a person lying on the floor, recognizing him from his blue cloud sleeve in the lake. It's Chen Zixin.

It looks like. He still made a wise compromise.

Zhang Yang looked at himself, his clothes and shirt were intact, lying on the bed secretly from his stomach, it turned out that he was not completely small, and there was no danger of using humans...

Zhang Yang moved slightly, and Chen Zixin woke up and saw that he was already sitting up. Chen Zixin reached out from the sandalwood box, picked up a pearl and placed it on the table. The night pearl is lightly wrapped by a layer of white yarn, and the light emitted through the white yarn illuminates the room, but it is soft. This is not dizzying.

Chen Zixin glanced at Zhang Yang vaguely, without speaking. He went out and got a bowl of iced lotus mint soup. He sat on the edge of the bed, took a spoon, tried the temperature on his lips, and then delivered it to his open mouth.

Polite?

Do you want to give a spoon or do something wrong?

Zhang Yang looked at Chen Zixin expressionlessly, did not speak, did not open his mouth to eat, his eyes were full of vigilance.

"Is my wife not satisfied that I feed it with a spoon? I don't mind changing it."

Zhang Yang saw Chen Zixin's mouth smirk, afraid he would talk nonsense, and barely opened his mouth to eat, but he didn't expect the lotus seed entrance to be melted, sweet and not greasy, and ice-sealed, very refreshing.

"Did you do it?" Zhang Yang kept glancing at him while admiring Chen Zixin's spoonful of sweet soup.

Your maid has been driven back by me in accordance with the second statute in chapter three.

Chen Zixin took a detour to tell Zhang Yang that there was no one else in this unintentional Madame Curie, but he naturally and smoothly told her that he was willing to abide by the three chapters of the covenant.

Zhang Yang naturally understood what Chen Zixin meant and moved his heart slightly.

Actually, not only Ding Yi changed, she also changed, didn't she?

He likes the cold and dignified publicity of the past, but is also willing to tolerate the proud and strong Prince Li Hong. Then she likes the elegant and reserved Ding Yi before, why can't we tolerate the present arrogance and darkness against it? What about the impact?

The public anger dissipated, and his face was slightly relaxed, teasing, "You can't just roast a rabbit."

"What else can I eat, will you know later?" Chen Zixin didn't panic and didn't take his time, but he read a few ambiguous words, as if making a joke, more like a black spot.

Zhang Yang's face flushed slightly, and after taking a few more bites, the room was silent.

An unexpected guest flew in suddenly outside the window, Xueyu fell bare, standing next to the bowl with his feet, and the bird's head pecked.

Chen Zixin was about to wave his hand, but Zhang Yang grabbed his hand and shook his head. A warm heat came out of his palm, his face flushed and he wanted to shrink his back, but he held it tightly. .

"rogue!"

"You are the wife of my matchmaker."

As soon as I heard the Ming media say four words from Chen Zixin's mouth, Zhang Yang immediately lost his temper, and his heart unexpectedly became...a little complacent.

That feeling. So sweet.

Much sweeter than this cold lotus mint.

Zhang Yang couldn't help smiling, not daring to be seen by Chen Zixin, not daring to see him with his eyes, pretending to be interested in seeing the little skylark half of the body buried in the bowl. ..