Although she was lying in his arms, she tried to stay away from him as far as she could. She even tried to get rid of the hand that he continued to feel for her: "you don't want me! God Jiuli, you don't want me Just stay away from me... "
Her tears, her words, are like a knife, which are stirred in the heart of Jiuli.
He held her and held her to his chest: "Xuemo, I'm sorry, I didn't mean what I said just now How can I not want you I never give up on you I just Just There is no music. I've dealt with music for a long time. I'll deal with it when I know the truth. Xuemo, I only like you, I only love you No one else has ever You are obedient, let me heal you... "
"Cheat Deceiving You said you married her, you You're keeping her out of the thunder... " A Mo is half confused and half awake. Her little hand holds her sleeve rigidly. Her fingertip touches his lapel, but she refuses to hold it. She only holds it by herself and climbs up with grievances: "you beat me for her, my stomach hurts so much I had a stomachache at that time, but you didn't care about me... "
"I was a jerk! Xuemo, I'm sorry God nine Li throat like a knot, almost speechless.
Naturally, he knew that his hand that day had caused untold harm to her, both physically and mentally.
At the same time, he input mental energy for her, and explained to her, "I didn't get married with Yue Ziyin, but I kept her out of trouble because I owed her father a favor and wanted to help her through a thunderstorm..."
He tried to be brief about heziyin. He rubbed his face against her tear stained face: "Xuemo, I've always liked you. I never thought of marrying someone Come on, you're good. Let me connect you... "
His explanation was obvious to her. Her body, which had been stiff for a long time, showed a slight sign of softening, and no longer so repelled him to heal her.
His mind power took the opportunity to go deeper: "Xuemo, darling, follow my mind power I will cure you... "
She has been half faint, it seems that the whole person has fallen into the old nightmares: "a lot of people want to chase me, I have a high fever and nobody cares about it in the inn, I cry and nobody cares about it, I almost drowned in the bath in order to get rid of the fever and fainted and nobody cares The child is hungry, so am I, but I can't find anything to eat... "
Her tears came out again, and Shen Jiuli, shaking her lips, bowed her head and kissed her gently, hugged her more tightly: "Xuemo It's all my fault... "
At the moment, she is no longer the cold and alienated devil Lord, but like a child, who has been wronged, and unconsciously said all the grievances of the past.
God nine Li a hand for her heart, a hand will hold her in the arms, from time to time with the lips wipe tears for her.
Her tears were salty and bitter, and the temperature seemed to iron directly into his heart.
Listening to his apology, she finally no longer resisted him. Unconsciously, her small hand climbed onto his lapel and tightly pulled, as if she had finally found the support of her heart.
She leaned her head against his chest and murmured, "God, I'm cold You hug me You haven't held me for a long time... "
God Jiuli can only hold her more tightly, and there are tears in the corner of her eyes, and her heart rises and falls like the tide.
How long hasn't she summoned him? How long hasn't she leaned on him like she does now?