Chapter 1345

"Is love Gu fun?"

Meng FeiMo's pupils suddenly contracted. He stepped in a panic and staggered back a step.

Powerless wriggled the lip flap and made a small poor voice: "what are you talking about? How can I not understand..."

Even Meng FeiMo felt ridiculous.

However, now Meng FeiMo's mind is blank and confused. He doesn't know what to say.

How did Jiubai know?

When did she know?

Is he going to lose Jiubai completely?

Dyed white eyebrow tip light pick, lips pull up a gentle smile, she stood in the sun, half of her body hidden in the bright golden afterglow, dazzling like a bright star.

That smile, pour out the world's most beautiful.

"It's hard to take back the emotional poison. The doll has been burned, no regrets, the emotional line is broken, and the life is burned out." the dyed white lip flap opens gently, and the expression is thoughtful. The gentle and affectionate words Lingering between the lips and teeth are full of soul stirring beauty.

Every word is clear.

With such a gentle percussion on Meng FeiMo's eardrum, the clear Meng FeiMo didn't know what to say, so he had to step back and looked flustered and powerless.

Dye's white lip corner evokes a smile like radian, spits out words low, and looks inexplicable.

She stood there with a cool and noble look on her face.

For a moment, she seemed to be far away from the world. She couldn't touch it at all. She came out of the dust like a God's mansion in the sky.

In the dark eyes, there is a quiet and gentle breath, just like a pure dark blue sea, melodious and far away.

"Qing Gu, what a good thing..." she sighed slightly, her voice like a sigh.

Strangers are like jade, and the childe is unparalleled in the world.

Even if this sentence is used on her, it is extremely appropriate.

Elegant and gentle as jade.

The word "aristocracy" is easily associated with her.

That's the real style of aristocracy.

"No, it's not, it's not..." Meng Shijun shook his head violently and denied it madly. His voice caught a cry cavity, and his voice gradually became sharp in the end. "It's not like this, it's not!"

Dyed white quietly looked at Meng FeiMo, with clean eyes like amber and a trace of dreamy color, but more importantly, endless calm cool and indifferent. Even the eye color is cool and thin light.

"The life span of the person who controls the insects and the life span of the person who is poisoned can only live to 30 years old." ran Bai chuckled and raised her eyebrows with interest. Her voice caught a playful smile. She tilted her head and looked at Meng FeiMo innocuously. "Do you want to kill me?"

Seal off: "..."

The host is really cruel.

Every word he said poked into people's heart.

Bloody pain.

Worthy of its home host.

"No!" Meng FeiMo covered his ears like a thief's bell and issued a sharp denial. Tears left on his face. He shook his head wildly, cried and laughed. He looked crazy and terrible.

Dyed white gave a light tut.

This man seems to be driven crazy by her. Now he is mentally ill.

"I don't want to kill you, I just want to be with you!" Meng FeiMo stared at ranbai tightly. "You believe me, I just want to be good for you. If you don't have to leave me, how can I use love to poison you?"

He seemed to be talking to himself or explaining to ranbai. His tone was extremely urgent and positive, high and low, and the madman became crazy.

Dyed white looked at Meng FeiMo indifferently, and the corners of her lips made a light mockery.