In the previous year, the sultry general attacked Xie Zeyan and the arrogant femme fatale was attacked by Xie Jinxian
The third young master of the General's Mansion in Dijing Town, the capital of Daliang, has never been an official in his life. With obsessions in his heart, he wandered around in the stinky business dealings. He used his sharp energy as a sword to cut away the thorns and clouds that surrounded the death of his second brother in the fifteenth year. He was exhausted physically and mentally. From then on, the frost and snow in his eyes completely condensed into ice, and he never heard of the warm spring weather in the world in March.
Unexpectedly, the lover outside the house who had been stationed in the courtyard for many years in the cold winter and snow would one day break open the door and open the door at all costs, and with the yellow sand covering his body on the northwest border, the hot heat melted the frost-covered Xie Jinxian.
That was his Xie Jinxian, the only stubbornness in his half-life of not fighting for anything.
General Xie, who seems to be serious and cold and domineering, is actually just a gangster in front of his precious brother, and he keeps talking back to him with flirtatious remarks.
I saw Xie Zeyan patting his leg: "I miss you so much. Come and sit here."
Xie Jinxian stood at the door: "... No."
Xie Zeyan raised his eyes and smiled: "A jade stone in a quarter of an hour, okay?"
Xie Jinxian hesitated: "I can afford ordinary jade myself."
Xie Zeyan still smiled: "Loulan, Qiuci, Sinhala... Just pick it."
Xie Jinxian was immediately relieved: "Deal."
If you don't like it, don't spray it. There's an age difference. There's private equipment inside.
Intention: Love and hate should not be confused
