Shock! the Cold-Faced King of Hell Is Actually the Servant of a Delicate Beauty

[1V1, SC, fake enemies and real lovers working together to torture the scum story] [Note: There are no twists and turns in the emotional line between the male and female protagonists, no misunderstandings, no ex-drama, and no white moonlight plot. I love writing this kind of pure, sweet and cruel-free novel. ] The watchman of Yongye City always likes to point to the skyline and talk about things - the gilded East Pavilion and the glazed Fengyu Tower are just like the green dragon and white tiger occupying the two ends of the city. Everyone knows that Su Nianxue, the owner of the East Pavilion, and Ning Xueying, the owner of the Fengyu Tower, are in the same boat. It is said that there will be a life-and-death contest between the two when they meet. But no one knew that whenever night fell, the cold-faced pavilion master would pinch the building owner's slender waist and rub his ears and temples together in the flickering candlelight. "The decisive and decisive master of the East Pavilion, the cold-faced King of Hell who is not close to women..." Ning Xueying's fox eyes were slightly raised, her fingertips scratched the man's Adam's apple as if there was no trace, and there was a cunning light at the end of her eyes, "It is said that you can also stop a child from crying at night? What a great skill." Su Nianxue's eyes darkened, and she held the disturbing catkin in her mouth, leaving light marks on the delicate skin with the tips of her teeth: "Can you stop the baby from crying..." He suddenly came closer, with a low voice, "But I will definitely make the baby cry every night." So he waved his hand, the candle suddenly went out, and there was another "life and death duel" in the tent that could not be tolerated by outsiders. Su Nianxue said, "I don't care about power, wealth, fame and fortune. When I'm alone, I only need a baby." "If we can really gather the secret treasures of the Four Elephants, you and I will share eternal life. If not..." His fingertips stroked her eyebrows, "On the road to Huangquan, I will carry you across the River of Forgetfulness." A story of deep love and being deeply loved, fake enemies, and true lovers' revenge and abuse.