He hasn't rested for a long time, but he is mentally clear, and he doesn't feel sleepy at all.
Just the night before, I watched the moth rushing towards the candle without hesitation, just for that moment of warmth. He realized in a daze, a proud woman like a woman, she is so smart, she must have noticed something, right
Even if he didn't know that he secretly joined forces with Duan Ziyin to deal with her, he knew that he would find a way to leave sooner or later, as long as he didn't die.
And she was reluctant to kill him.
This is the woman who has always been cold-hearted, the biggest demon. When she had love, she could no longer be as unrestrained as she used to be. When he refused to bow his head to surrender to her, he almost drew him with a whip for a breath.
Why is he? Sometimes he was thinking, his heart began to shake, do women really like him
Her tone is always frivolous, with flirtatious intentions at all times. Even in the relationship between the two, she has never blushed, and she is not as tender as an ordinary woman. Between him and her, no matter when, silence or love affairs, it is like a war without gunpowder.
Yin Manshu said to him at the beginning that the so-called game, sure enough, still pulled him in.
Whether he wants it or not, in the end, he voluntarily casts himself into the net.
He smiled bitterly, she was so proud, if she knew that she would join hands with her trusted subordinates, and that woman would hate him when she was still a loyal subordinate like a dog
Because the Luo Sect must be destroyed, then let him do it.
He knew that maybe she would hate him very much, but at least, don't hate him more.
Without support, he can have her more completely. After all, she is too dazzling, as if she was born to be loved by thousands. Her appearance, her pride and unrestrained freedom from women in the world, are like a moving pearl, attracting countless followers in the dark night. Gaze.
He was probably sick in his heart, and he wanted to have her all sickly, locked her up and put her on the shelf. The magnificent decoration on the top of the attic, and then, Jinwu Cangjiao—
Maybe it was too indulgence a few days ago. In the cold winter, I ran out to play in the snow for a long time, blowing a cold wind. Coupled with the recent depressed mood, even with internal body protection, it is inevitable to be infected with wind chill.
Helping the woman who had already vomited to lie down for a meeting, Jing Si frowned distressedly, "Master, what is wrong with you? Isn't it okay to let it go? Be the one you used to be, don't embarrass yourself, okay?"
For the first time, she said what she was saying, staring at Su Kui with straight eyes.
Hearing this, Su Kui chuckled slightly, her face pale when she hadn't done it, and her red lips had lost their blood. Wearing a white shirt on her body, without all the usual disguise, she now looks more like an ordinary girl.
She looks great when she smiles, Jing Si has always known it.
But her previous smile always meant something unknown, and the dark light hidden in her eyes seemed to be thinking about something anytime and anywhere. Not as pure and clean as it is now, Jing Si's eyes suddenly turned red.
Su Kui sneered, "What's the matter with you? It's just a cold and you won't die in the next moment. Wiping away my tears, I always don't like people crying in front of me, don't you understand?"
"I..." Jing Si opened his mouth, wiping the wet corners of his eyes, "Yes, yes, the servants don't cry."
I have been waiting for her for a long time, knowing that she doesn't like separation and sadness. She smiles every day, listening to the performances of male pets, singing and laughing.