The desires of human hearts are originally a collection of various desires, intertwined, entangled with divine nature and animal nature. The white tiger indulged in listening to people's voices. This is like a desire to peek. If this continues, the mind will most likely have problems.

Su Zhaoqian scolded her, An An sneered, her heart was intertwined with sweetness and sourness, and said, "Then I won't listen to people's voices in the future."

Su Zhao nodded and touched the tiger's head.

"However, I can test your thoughts for you. If you want Xiahou Zhu to go back and inform you, it will not work at all. If she pretends to agree to you, she will turn around and join forces with Haoyang Sect to cheat you. How will you stay?" An An suddenly spoke.

Su Zhao was silent for a moment and sighed.

An An curled his lips and said, "I don't know where you got the sensation. Xiaoxiao and Zheng Yuner, and who else did not see you, hesitate."

She really doesn't understand the person next to her.

Su Zhao patted Baihu's head. I have to say that the furry head felt quite comfortable, but the girl with silver hair and blue eyes didn't know if she noticed someone's thoughts. With a flash of inspiration, she turned into a human form again and hugged in Su Zhao's arms.

On the petite and delicate body that was not close to the strands, there was still rose red. He hugged Su Zhao's neck, snorted, and said softly: "Zhaozhao, we were better than the Haoyang Sect that day. What if we were not good at the means, we were unable to defeat others? How did you think you would be conquered by Fan Tai? And the Haoyang Sect Daozi, who was greedy, anger, ignorance, and all five poisons, and were obsessed with greed, greed, and lustful people. You said that at that time, we became a miserable mandarin duck. Will this Xiahou Zhu plead with me for you?"

"After all, humans are not beasts..." Su Zhao was silent for a moment, and paused, saying, "Okay, stop talking, but you, you still have a miserable life? With a mother mandarin duck as big as you, the mother tigress is almost the same."

As he said that, he pinched the softness and roundness of the girl with silver hair.

He knew that this was the White Tiger Demon Woman or was dissatisfied, and he tried to argue with him. Of course, this is the difference between the concept of the demon and the concept of the human race. Winners take all, so how could there be any human race's ethics and benevolence, righteousness and morality?

Su Zhao said: "Get up."

As he said that, he got up and put on his clothes, he said quietly: "Let's do this for now. You have been calm recently for a while. I'm so anxious every day. You're making trouble on the side, which is really unreasonable."

After nagging for a few words, Su Zhao also left the wing room, with silver hair, blue eyes, and a childish face on the bed... Wuji's white tiger demon girl, supported her pear cheeks with one hand, chuckled and murmured, "Zhaozhao also said that she was not a beast? After she became a human form, she pulled away and insisted that I show her true form, right..."

Su Zhao didn't know that the White Tiger Demon Witch was slandering her hobbies, so she tidied up her clothes, stretched out her hand to open the bead curtain, and raised her eyes to see Fan Xiao who was studying intently.

"Are you finished?" Fan Xiao put down the book and asked in a clear voice.

Su Zhao looked a little embarrassed. She walked to the chair beside her and sat down, picked up the teacup, whispered a few times, moistening her throat. Not to mention that she was really thirsty, well, it was mainly too salty.

Fan Xiao narrowed his eyebrows and asked carefully: "What's wrong with you and her?"

Su Zhao was stunned for a moment, put down the teacup, and said, "It's nothing, she's just used to making trouble and needs to be disciplined."

Fan Xiaoyuan just mentioned it casually, and when he heard this, he nodded, as if he agreed.

Su Zhao silently looked up at Fan Xiao, and whispered: "I know, she often bullies you."

"I don't know her like her." Fan Xiao's heart trembled and he said softly.

I sighed in my heart, what is her position and the position of the demon tiger in this person's heart.

Su Zhao just sighed and said that there is nothing to worry about family affairs, state affairs, and the world affairs.

Fan Xiao walked to Su Zhao's side, picked up the teapot beside him, filled it with Su Zhao, sat quietly aside, and silently looked at the boy opposite him.

Su Zhao looked at Fan Xiao for a while, then suddenly smiled.

"Is there anything dirty on my face?" Fan Xiao said in surprise, took out a mirror from the cuff, looked at it, and found that there was nothing unusual on his face, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Su Zhao smiled and said, "No."

Fan Xiao also put down the mirror at this time, put it away, and whispered: "You are... weird today."

As he said that, he picked up the teacup, picked it up, and savored it in small mouths.

"Xiao'er... do you hate me?" Su Zhao suddenly spoke.

Fan Xiao paused the teacup in his palm, raised his eyes and saw the boy opposite him looking at him, his eyes still warm.

Fan Xiao was silent for a moment, put down the teacup, his eyes lowered, and looked at the steaming tea leaves, and said softly: "What's wrong today? Ask this."

Su Zhao smiled and said, "I just suddenly wanted to ask, I have been sleeping in the same bed for several months, and I don't even know what you think. Xiaoer, do you hate me?"

Although I have been obsessed with my soul and flesh, how much is the fit between the bed and the real expression deep in my heart?

But I still want to know what Fan Xiao is thinking.

Fan Xiao was silent for a long time, but still didn't answer. He just sighed softly, picked up the teacup, and took a sip.

Su Zhao smiled and said as if she was mocking herself: "The seal of the sword slave on her body has not yet disappeared, so how can she not hate her?"

A woman’s heart is inherently complicated. Attachment and lingering are true, and the meaning of hatred may not be true.

Maybe he shouldn't ask, and he had to figure out many things, maybe he was asking for trouble.

I can only say that the peaceful appearance made him feel some inner fluctuations.

Some things are not completely at ease, isn’t this an interweaving of divinity and beast nature?

After hearing Su Zhao mention the Seal of the Sword Slave, a complex look suddenly appeared on Fan Xiao’s cheeks without reason. He pursed his cherry lips and said softly: “If you don’t say it, I’ll forget it.”

Su Zhao paused, looked up at Fan Xiao, and her mind touched her.

I saw the girl put down the teacup and walked to the window. Her eyes gradually became lost. She looked at the snow scene in the courtyard and murmured: "How can you not hate me? I hate you for treating me like that, I hate me for such a miserable life, and I hate you for treating me as a plaything? But I don't hate..."

At the end of the girl's speech, her voice turned low and bright, obviously not much sadness.

Su Zhao looked silent, approached and hugged Fan Xiao's shoulder-cutting, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.

Fan Xiao turned his head to look at the boy, with a complex light gushing in his eyes. He leaned his head in Su Zhao's arms, touching the boy's heartbeat, and murmured: "Love and hate are mixed together, entangled, hate to the extreme, but I don't know if it is hatred or love."

Su Zhao hugged the girl tightly and said in a voice: "Xiao'er, I..."

This was the first time he heard Fan Xiao’s confession, and he could feel every word of the girl coming from the heart. When he thought of this, he felt a sense of guilt in his heart.

"You have to hide Chen Tao's affairs for the rest of your life." Su Zhao, who was guilty, thought so.

"It's my disaster to meet you." Fan Xiao murmured softly.

Su Zhao was silent and sighed softly.

Fortunately, the guilt of the king comes and goes quickly. Well, this kind of person always forgives himself very easily.

Su Zhao thought about it and felt that she still needed to give the girl in her arms a name and make some compensation, otherwise she would be uneasy.

Appointed concubine?

"Otherwise... I can be conferred as a concubine, Xiao'er looked very much the day before yesterday." Su Zhao felt that conferring as a concubine might be better. After all, well, Chen Tao was destined not to appear in front of others, so she must not be wronged by Xiao'er anymore.

The two of them were warm for a while, and Fan Xiao also calmed down, raised a clear and dizzy cheek of Xinyue, and said softly: "You go and do your business, don't have to be with me."

Su Zhao nodded and said, "Xiao'er, then I'll come to find you again in the evening."
Chapter completed!