Qin Qiu was also thirsty. After asking the servant to bring water, he took a long sip before saying, "Are you insomnia?"
Ye Yuxuan nodded lightly, "I think there is something I need to think about for a while."
Qin Qiu walked to the sofa opposite him, drinking water and said, "Is there any problem to think about?"
Could it be that the company is going out of business
Ye Yuxuan said calmly, "I'm thinking, will I kill a corpse?"
Qin Qiu spit out the water in his mouth, "J Corpse!"
Ye Yuxuan said calmly: "It's just in a dream, I dreamed of that man, and I always wanted J's corpse."
Qin Qiu: "stop, stop, what strange dream did you have?"
Ye Yuxuan's expression became dazed, "I dreamed that she was dead, but the corpse was always as cute as if she was asleep."
Qin Qiu raised his voice strangely, "Cute?"
Ye Yuxuan can actually describe a person as cute, the sky is falling.
Ye Yuxuan carefully repeated, "Yes, cute."
Then he continued, "And the man in the dream couldn't help it many times and wanted a corpse."
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Follow-up to "The Lord and the Queen Mother":
The mist of the hot spring water is hazy, in this space where the water vaporizes.
A petite and graceful figure lay quietly beside the hot spring, with long black hair hanging down in the water, floating like seaweed.
Mu Yanjun's face was a little flushed, and his eyes were terrifyingly hot. He struggled patiently for a long time before gently loosening her body, without doing the worst thing.
When exactly did it start.
It is to look at her sleeping corpse day after day and get no response.
Or are you starting to go crazy, sick, or even twisted
He had tried every means to stop himself, but in the end he couldn't help taking off her clothes.
Against her cold skin, he felt that he was alive.
Killing has failed to provoke any reaction in him.
She is dead.
He knew, always knew.
He even knew how dark and terrifying he was when he refused to put her to the ground.
When the little emperor was six years old, he would rather burn her body than leave it to him.
Maybe he knew from the beginning that he would do such a blasphemous thing to her.
Many times he really wanted to do that kind of thing, but often at the last step, when he looked at her quiet face, he couldn't do it.
He was afraid that when she got downstairs, she would get angry and ignore him.
Although they are already married, they are only one step away.
He still dared not take the risk.
Mu Yanjun endured for a long time before suppressing the hot feeling in his body, without really breaking through the defense line and entering her.
He carefully washed her body and dressed her in comfortable and gorgeous clothes before walking out with her in his arms.
Empty palace, servants running around.
When he knew that the little emperor began to cultivate his power, began to contact the forces of all parties, and planned to stand on his own, he never stopped his actions.
Even help him from time to time.
The little emperor has also grown up, so Mu Yanjun did the math. He is sixteen years old this year.
Ten years have passed, and he has been guarding Bai Weiwei's cold body for ten years.
So fast, so slow.
Mu Yanjun hugged Bai Weiwei and walked slowly to the gate of the palace, where he saw a tall, tall boy in armor and holding a long sword, leading the forbidden army around the palace.
The young man's face was handsome and stern, he pointed at Mu Yanjun, and said fiercely: "Mu thief, bring back my mother, and I can give you the whole body."