Rebirth and Revenge: The Black-bellied Prostitute

"I was rash."

Hearing Li Xuzhi's smile, Xia Chiwan was a little dumbfounded. He blinked and looked at Li Xuzhi slightly stupidly.

After her rebirth, she rarely showed her true nature in front of others. Even if she got angry again, Xia Chiwan had a trace of control.

But when I thought that Li Xuzhi was also a very sexy person, the fire in my heart couldn't be suppressed, so I said those harsh words.

Xia Chiwan was shocked to find that the words he stabbed Li Xuzhi came out of his mouth without going through his brain.

Faced with this situation, Xia Chiwan felt even more upset.

What's going on? She's not really only fourteen years old, so why can't she keep calm?

She wanted to cooperate with the seventh prince, and she also knew that Li Xuzhi's future was limitless and he was the pillar of the country.

People like the Seventh Prince and Li Xuzhi must never be offended.

Not only can we not offend, but we can only make good friends, even if this good relationship is only superficial.

What if Li Xuzhi got angry with her because of what she just said?

Fortunately, as soon as Li Xuzhi said what he just said, Xia Chiwan understood that Li Xuzhi was not angry with him.

This result is of course good. Xia Chiwan did not offend Li Xuzhi after all, but what Xia Chiwan was angry about was his own missteps and loss of control!

Seeing Xia Chiwan, who had always been relatively cold, calm and self-possessed, with a tangled look on his face and various complex emotions flashing in his eyes, the heart in Li Xuzhi's chest jumped.

Although Xia Chiwan was only fourteen years old, since Li Xuzhi met Xia Chiwan, he didn't see anything in Xia Chiwan that a fourteen-year-old woman should look like.

In the bandits' den, Xia Chiwan was so calm. Even if he was in danger, he would try his best to maintain his physical strength, take all precautions, and wait for the opportunity to act.

Facing the enemy's persecution, Xia Chiwan, a woman, was able to decisively kill her enemy without even frowning.

Thinking of the golden hairpin that he had always kept close to his body, Li Xuzhi's earlobes turned even redder, as red as if they could drip blood.

Li Xuzhi himself didn't understand why he persisted in taking Xia Chiwan's first murder tool with him when he was clearly out of danger that day.

Perhaps Xia Chiwan's decisive killing at that time influenced him and gave him some inspiration.

Or when Xia Chiwan firmly stabbed the gold hairpin into the bandit's chest, a strong desire for survival flashed in his eyes and infected him.

Even today, Li Xuzi clearly remembers that night, the jade-white moonlight shone lightly into the house.

Xia Chi's eyes, which were like black gems, flashed with various complex emotions.

There is hatred, resentment, unwillingness, and persistence.

When he broke the bandit's neck, locked eyes with Xia Chiwan, and glanced at Xia Chiwan's eyes, Li Xuzhi still remembered the "snarky" sound that still echoed in his ears.

In the past, Li Xuzhi didn't understand how to interpret this sound.

But today, looking at the incomparably beautiful and charming Xia Chiwan, Li Xuzhi suddenly understood something.

In fact, what echoed in his ears that day may have been the sound of his heartstrings being plucked!

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

Xia Chiwan called Li Xuzhi several times, and found that Li Xuzhi seemed to be lost in his own thoughts. He called Li Xuzhi several times, but Li Xuzhi did not respond.

"I was distracted just now, Chi Wan shouldn't blame me."