Chapter 975

Until the evening, Su Weiyi and Nangong shaojue are tired of being together. They are just like conjoined babies. When they go there, they all cuddle. They don't care about the surrounding environment at all. They kiss each other directly.

Su Weiyi feels that no matter how he kisses him, he doesn't have enough kisses, just like he wants to kiss back all the kisses in this period of time.

No matter how coquettish Su Weiyi is in Nangong shaojue's arms, Nangong shaojue coaxes her like a daughter.

Sleeping in bed at night, Su Weiyi leaned against him for a long time.

After su Weiyi fell asleep, he moved away slowly.

Drooping his head, he gave Su Weiyi a shallow kiss on his forehead and said in a low voice, "I'll be right back!"

Said, carefully out of bed, put on, slowly walk away.

Take the elevator to the top floor of the main fort. The night wind in early autumn has been chilly. The clothes are elegant, and the short hair like ink is blowing and floating. The resolute three-dimensional facial features are even more profound and cold under the dim light.

At the moment, there was no gentleness in his handsome face. All that was left was a chill. He was the king in the dark.

Nangong shaojue strides towards the fence. His long legs are full of strength, which tempts people to suffocate.

A pair of cold to the heart of the amber eyes, tightening eyes, looking at a figure standing beside the fence.

Just a few steps away, Nangong Shao Jue suddenly stopped and put his hands in the trousers pocket of his suit.

The man in front of him seems to be aware of something. He turns around slowly and looks at shangnangong shaojue with a pair of dark eyes. At the moment, the bottom of his eyes is cold without any moving color. It's as calm as a pool of still water.

They looked at each other in this way, and the cold and terrible air filled their bodies, which made the air oppressive and suffocating.

It seems that the dead space can only hear the sound of the night wind.

But I don't know how long after that, I saw the night owl with a smile and whispered, "long time no see in Nangong!"

The tone of his voice was exactly like that of an old friend he had not seen for a long time, but there was a cold and frightening smell in his voice.

But Nangong shaojue was still expressionless, and his face was still cold and terrible. He said harshly, "I don't want to see you at all!"

Say, Mu night owl that coquettish and handsome face still can't see the slightest emotion, lips between if if have no, with the silk Yinli smile.

"But you came to see me!"

Then he heard Nangong shaojue speak up and say: "I warned you that if you dare to do something to my son, I will let you die. Don't think you can escape this time, Muye owl!"

The extremely sharp tone, full of strong warning, reverberated in the cold wind, making people scared.

Said, but saw Mu night owl hook lip low voice a smile, the facial expression does not have the slightest fear gall tremble.

"Nangong, in fact, I've been thinking, where did I lose?"

Nangong Shao Jue listened, did not answer Mu night owl's words, tightening eyes at him.

"Sure enough, as the only one said, time can't heal the wounds, but it has become a deadly poison. She really loves you."

Then he heard Nangong shaojue smile sarcastically and say: "Muye owl, you think you can get the only one by playing some ugly means. It's just a fool's dream. Up to now, you are still delusional. Muye owl, in fact, I sympathize with you. As nalanye's son, you are really sad!"

Suddenly, Mu night owl eyes suddenly a dark, Phoenix eyes in a flash and the color of evil, the palm can't help but grip, he seems to be trying to bear something.

For a moment, it's strange, but it can't escape Nangong shaojue's eyes.

All of a sudden, Mu night owl dropped his eyes and sneered in a low voice, resounding in the cold wind. Sen Leng's feeling of fear made people tremble.

Suddenly, he looked up and slowly stretched out his hand. His slender white fingers were inserted into the silver hair. He sighed and the cold smile on his lips seemed to satirize himself.

But the eyes printed in the darkness suddenly became extremely terrible, the darkness in the seed seems to have taken root in his heart, tearing the blood watering, let it grow more crazy.

"I didn't expect Nangong to sympathize with me!"

Then he took back his eyes and looked at shangnangong shaojue. His originally silent look suddenly changed. His whole body suddenly became strong and cold. It was like falling into the dark abyss of terror. "I'm really glad that Nangong you will sympathize with me!"

Nangong Shao Jue's eyes are tight, and he confronts with the night owl. He looks cold to the extreme, and doesn't move at all. After a few seconds, he only hears him ask in a deep voice: "where is my son?"

“……”

"Don't worry! He's safe now! "

Then, Nangong shaojue's amber eyes suddenly burst into a cold air like that from Hell's cold pool.

But mu night owl didn't say anything more. He walked towards Nangong shaojue, and suddenly stood on his side. His cold voice echoed in Nangong shaojue's second test, "but Nangong, what I can tell you is that it's not now. Do I want to give your son to you..."

All of a sudden, not waiting for the owl to finish speaking, the next second, I heard a loud bang.

Fast as lightning, strong and terrible power.

Nangong shaojue grabbed moyexiao's neck and pressed him to the ground. He only heard him clench his teeth and shout angrily: "moyexiao!"

Even though the owl was suppressed at the moment, there was no fear in his face, as if life and death had no meaning for him.

This kind of look in his eyes made Nangong shaojue's eyes keep gathering anger, but he didn't ask anything, only heard his solemn and terrible breathing.

In the darkness, the cold wind seemed to be getting colder and colder.

I don't know how long later, Nangong shaojue loosened his hand and slowly got up. He looked at moyexiao lying on the ground with his eyes. At this moment, his anger disappeared in the cold wind and became cold.

"Let you live a few more days!" With that, he strode away from the roof.

At the moment, Muye owl is still lying on the cold ground. He has a beautiful face and can't see the slightest emotion. He becomes more enchanting in the dark, but with a sense of death suffocation.

People living in hell, good love... There is no such thing.

After Nangong shaojue returns to the bedroom, he quickly takes back his coat and takes a hot bath. Looking at Su's only still sleeping face, he feels relieved.

Lying on one side, he immediately reached out and held her in his arms. Su Wei leaned against him subconsciously and called in his dream: "husband!"