Chapter 1423

He hasn't had a rest for a long time, but he is mentally clear and has no feeling of sleepiness at all.

Just the night before, I watched the moth pounce on the candle without hesitation, just for the warm moment. He was in a trance and realized clearly that she was so smart, she must have noticed something, right?

Even if I don't know that he secretly and Duan Ziyin plan to deal with her, I also know that sooner or later he will find a way to leave, as long as he is not dead.

And she, reluctant to kill him.

This is the woman who has always been cold hearted, the biggest heart devil. When she was in love, she could no longer be as free and unrestrained as ever. When he refused to bow to her and submit to her, there was only one breath left in his whip.

Why is it him? Sometimes he was thinking, the heart began to shake, do women really like him?

Her tone is always frivolous and flirtatious. Even if it is their love affair, she has never blushed, not as delicate as ordinary women. Between him and her, whenever there is silence or love, it is like a war without smoke of gunpowder.

Because Manjusri said to him at the beginning, the so-called game, as expected, pulled him in.

Whether he wants to or not, in the end, he is willing to join the net.

He smiled bitterly. She was so proud. If she knew that she joined hands with trusted people, and that woman was still loyal as a dog, she would hate him, right?

Because Luo Jiao must be destroyed, so let him do it.

He knew that maybe she would hate him very much, but at least not more.

Without dependence, he can have her more completely. After all, she is too bright, as if she was born to be loved by thousands of people. Her appearance, unlike the pride and unruly of women in the world, is like a moving pearl, attracting the eyes of countless followers in the dark.

He is probably sick in his heart. He wants to have her all, lock her up and put her on the shelf. The loft is decorated with magnificence, and then, the golden house is hidden and delicate -

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maybe it was too indulgent in the past few days. In the cold winter months, I ran out to play with the snow for a long time and blew the cold wind. In addition, in recent days, the mood is low, even if there is internal force to protect the body, it is inevitable to be infected with the cold.

Holding the woman who has vomited for a while, she lies on the bed, and the mirror worships the frown of her heartache? Can't you put it down? Be the one you used to be. Don't be hard on yourself, OK? "

For the first time, she said what she had in mind and stared at Su Kui.

Smell speech, Su Kui chuckles, the face color that pink Dai did not give is pale, the lipstick that is usually red also lost blood color. Wearing a white inner garment, she is more like a girl in a normal family now without the full disguise of her usual life.

She is very good-looking with a smile, and mirror worship has always known.

But her smile before, always means unknown, the dark light hidden in the bottom of her eyes, as if she was thinking about what to set off at any time. Unlike today's pure clean, the eyes of mirror worship suddenly red.

Su Kui sniffed, "what's the matter with you? But I am infected with the cold. I will not die in the next moment. Wipe my tears. I never like people crying in front of me. Don't you understand? "

"I......" Mirror worship opened a mouth, busy wipe the corner of the eye moist, "yes, yes, maidservant does not cry."

I have been waiting on her for a long time. I know that she doesn't like separation and sadness. Every day, she smiles.