Dressed as the villain's cannon fodder daughter

"don't want!!"

Lu Qianxun opened her eyes suddenly, and she raised her hand to cover her heart.

A glare of light came in from outside the curtains, casting mottled marks on the floor.

"you're awake?"

A voice as light as a breeze lingered in Lu Qianxun's ears, and she looked sideways.

As far as the eye can see is a clean and elegant man with a pure face.

When Lu Qianxun was in a daze, his clear pupils dilated, and he hesitated for a moment.

"South string?"

The moment they met their eyes, Nan Xian lowered her extremely long, dark eyelashes, stared casually, and the corners of her lips slightly curled up, "You can really sleep, and you have been sleeping for three days."

The pain in her waist and arms was a constant reminder of what happened before she fell into the sea.

She clenched her back molars and hissed, "Where is this? You saved me?"

"This is my home. To be precise, I saved you." Nan Xian's cold voice came with the scent of sandalwood.

Lu Qianxun frowned, and asked, "Us? Who else?"

Nan Xian's thin lips raised slightly, "Fateful person!"

Lu Qianxun's expression froze for a few seconds, "Is it Fu Siming?"

Nan Xian shook his head and replied, "It's not the important person in your life."

"Who is that?"

"You can go and see him. He's in the next room. He's hurt more than you. He's not awake yet. He brought you up from the sea." Nan Xian's smoky gray pupils lightly closed, and added, "When the two of you appeared in front of my eyes, he looked so miserable."

Hearing this, Lu Qianxun's beautiful eyes turned and he paused for a while.

"Row."

Concise and concise, no more or less, clearly expressing ideas.

Next room.

Nanxian opened the door, and Lu Qianxun walked in slowly, clutching his wound.

The man walked in front of her. He was wearing a black Chinese suit, and his figure was as tall and straight as a bamboo.

Lu Qianxun noticed that there was a man lying on the bed in the room. It looked like a man.

After seeing the face clearly, Lu Qianxun's long and curly eyelashes were covered with a layer of shadow, and the pupils reflected the coldness that had turned into substance.

"Huo Yan!"

Nan Xian lowered her eyes, looking sideways at the expression on the girl's face, "It seems that you are very familiar."

A flash of memory flashed before his eyes, Lu Qianxun's exquisite eyebrows were cold and irritable, and there was a dark murderous intent hidden in the bottom of his pupils.

"I'm going to kill him!"

Nan Xian raised his right arm horizontally, with a clear attitude, "No."

Lu Qianxun's eyes flickered for a moment, and he looked up at Nan Xian with a little inquiring look in his eyes.

His handsome and refined face turned cold for a moment.

Lu Qianxun's pupils were cold and cold, "He and I are enemies, and he humiliated me before, I wish I could tear him to pieces."

Nan Xian's expression was indifferent, and her thin lips parted slightly: "You can't kill him, and he can't die in your hands."

"reason!"

Nan Xian's neat short black hair hung down on his forehead, and his slender pupils were indifferent and narrowed slightly, "Master said, he was entangled with your previous life, but there is no destiny."

Lu Qianxun heard the master he was talking about, and quickly asked, "Where is your master?"

Nan Xian's eyebrows twitched, a little wanting to laugh.

"Your focus is always unique."

Lu Qianxun frowned slightly, and said calmly, "Because I don't care about him at all, and my focus will never be on him."

Nan Xian informed: "Lu Qianxun, he saved you from the shore."

Lu Qianxun's brows suddenly turned gloomy, his pupils were icy cold, and his tone was cold and hard: "What's the matter? His sister kidnapped me and even killed me. Maybe it was their Huo family who shot me and fell into the sea." !"

"He is him, and his family is his family!"

Lu Qianxun naturally knew what he said, and the meaning was clear: he was him, and he had nothing to do with his family.

Lu Qianxun said coldly: "You stop me now, next time he won't be so lucky!"

Nan Xian's eyes were dark, and his voice was low and deep: "Lu Qianxun, I still say the same thing, you can't kill him!"

On Lu Qianxun's gloomy delicate face, there was a biting chill, "Nan Xian, our family and their family are feuds."

"All things are impermanent, it's the law of birth and death. Birth and death are gone, and extinction is joy." Nan Xian lowered his eyebrows and drooped his eyes, speaking Zen words.

Lu Qianxun understood what it meant, Nan Xian wanted her to learn to let go, everything in the world has birth and death, and only by detaching from birth and death can she achieve a state of tranquility.

But she couldn't let go of the relationship between them.

She is not qualified to let go!

Seeing that she understood but didn't listen, the girl's eyes were full of cold and arrogant emotions.

"Lu Qianxun, a person's birth cannot be changed."

Lu Qianxun said coldly, "You are enough!"

Nan Xian pulled Lu Qianxun out of the room and brought her to the chess room.

Lu Qianxun shook off his hand and asked coldly, "What are you doing?"

The afterglow of the southern string fell on the fingers, leaving the soft and delicate touch of the girl's wrist.

The man who has always been deep and restrained, never showing his true emotions, is really impressed by the girl in front of him.

"Master said, your chess is very good, let's play a game of chess."

Lu Qianxun refused simply: "I won't!"

The elegant man looked at her indifferently, his handsome eyes flashed sharply, and said: "If you beat me, I will take you to see my master."

Lu Qianxun raised his eyebrows slightly, and his gaze once again fell on the man's handsome face.

The two looked at each other, and a subtle atmosphere spread in the silence between the two.

The air froze for a moment.

"A word is settled!"

A pair of torreya chessboard was placed on a piece of red sandalwood, and the two sat face to face.

"Guess first."

Lu Qianxun opened the dowry containing the chess pieces, and placed the chess pieces he grabbed on the chessboard.

Start the game.

The southern string is white, and Lu Qianxun is black.

Lu Qianxun held the black chess piece and stroked it for a while, the chess piece was firm and smooth, as delicate as jade, and felt comfortable to the touch.

Lifting it up slightly, the light refracts through Yongzi to reflect the luster of jasper, with emerald rings shining on the side, just like the brilliance of autumn water in a clear pool.

"Yongzi!"

Nan Xian responded: "Yes."

"Your master uses the most common chess, and so does the chess board." Lu Qianxun looked at the chess board on the table again, and said softly, "And your chess board is a torreya wood board, and it's still old."

"I just like the good stuff."

Lu Qianxun made the first piece, placing the sunspot on the Tianyuan position in the middle of the chessboard.

Snapped--

The sound of falling pieces was very crisp, and it was extraordinarily clear in the quiet chess room.

Nan Xian looked surprised and looked up at her.

Generally, masters occupy the four corners and then the center of the picture.

The master played her chess with him, why did she play Tianyuan first.

Lu Qianxun found another way. She hadn't played chess for many years and couldn't play chess in the way she was used to.

Nan Xian stretched out his well-articulated hand, and dropped the first Baizi.

After dozens of hands.

Lu Qianxun calmed down and continued to play.

Every fall is thrilling, and the sunspots that seem to be dying can often be saved from desperation and turned into danger.

Nan Xian: "Lu Qianxun, your chess has not improved."

Lu Qianxun said indifferently: "I haven't played chess for many years, and I'm only playing against you based on my residual memory of Go."

Lu Qianxun examined the man in front of him. He had an extremely unique temperament, sitting upright, with deep eyes, like an unfathomable chess master.

His chess is very strong!