Chapter 350

"Ji Wuxue, you are mine! It's always mine. No one dares to ask you to die! Not even myself! "

He patted her on the back, as if to coax a child.

In this hypnotic caress, she fell asleep. It seems that there is a huge umbrella over his head. From then on, there will be no more wind and rain.

She's been in fear for a long time. Once she's relaxed, she's more defenseless than a child.

In a daze, I feel hot and block my lips. She murmured, turned over and continued to lie in her warm arms.

Kiss her lips and laugh.

Oh, how beautiful and charming is it?

Although countless nights, he has been kissing her, but she has been cold, dying, no response, like holding a puppet. Until now, the cold lips have a little heat, warm hands also have a little response.

He laughed with surprise.

At this moment, it was not really any greedy feeling, although he longed for her, and she had been longing for it strangely. But at this moment, it comes from deep pity, love and care

Since Danyang was on the road, she almost completely fell into a desperate situation, vitality, survival consciousness are very weak. From escaping to falling into the river, to being locked up in prison, to tying up a high platform, to miscarriage She has experienced all the inhuman treatment, almost the viscera are broken, the whole body of blood flow.

For a time, he was afraid that she would be too weak to survive.

Every day in qixiangbaonian, she carefully arranged her favorite food, vegetables, melons and fruits, and the most nourishing soup Even countless beautiful clothes, wonderful toys As long as it's what she likes, or what he guesses she likes, he piles it up and puts it in front of her, hoping that she can see it when she opens her eyes.

More hope, open your eyes, see is always bright, warm, no longer bloody.

For a time, his palm on her forehead, gently, gently, hoping to let her forget everything in the past, like a new child, all over again.

However, every time, he hesitated: just as in those years, when he added his own magic blood to her, he was strongly hated and opposed by her.

Her body is her own, and only she has the right to decide. Including memories, pain and heartbreak, she likes them all, and others have no right to interfere.

He hesitated, or give up: no snow, no snow, these terrible memories, from now on, as a nightmare. In the future, you will never suffer any more.

Perhaps, when we become very old, when we look back, we will feel that all that is also a part of life?

He just kisses her, very, very hot kisses.

Of course, what he longed for was more It's the desire after really feeling her heat, weight and warmth Even though he was facing a dummy, a puppet A perfect mold But it wasn't her - it wasn't really her.

She doesn't have the heat and the real temperature she has.

Until now, no snow, you are really back to my arms.

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