Supreme Killer Concubine: Feng Po Jiuxiao

After a long time, he stroked Taoyao's soft hair and said: "What you say now is a child's nonsense, if... if you grow up and continue to say such things, uncle will let you Your words become reality..."

After Qingyan finished speaking, she looked down, Taoyao had fallen asleep lying on his chest at some point, with her small mouth slightly opened, breathing steadily.

Qingyan smiled wryly, as expected, children have the least worries, and all worries and anguish are left to adults.

Qingyan lowered her head and kissed her tender lips: "Uncle, what you said is true, you have to remember what you said, you understand?"

Outside the window, the night is quiet and the years are peaceful.

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On the other side, in Jian Jia's room.

She came back before dark, walking around the room anxiously.

Rolling over and over in bed, clutching at her hair and howling, fidgeting, she looked like a lunatic.

Jinshu Mojun quietly lurked outside the window and peeped. To outsiders, Jian Jia looked like a madman, but he watched it with gusto, and was very happy. He didn't go in after seeing it for a long time.

It wasn't until Jian Jia tossed and tossed all the corners of the house that she didn't stop. She sat on the ground with her head in a mess, "No, I can't go on like this. I have to give Mr. Mu an answer tomorrow."

Hearing what Jian Jia said, Qing Nightmare's heart rose in her throat, the answer?To accept his will, or to reject it?

Jian Jia stood up from the ground, staggered like a ghost, stood in front of the bronze mirror, looked at her mad self in the mirror, and laughed at herself: "Mr. ...What kind of beautiful woman would really like me if I haven't seen it before? Even if I like it, it's probably just a novelty for a while."

A gentle voice sounded next to my ear: "In my eyes, as long as I like the girl, it doesn't matter what her identity is at all."

"I have seen all kinds of beauties, but there is only one Jian Jia. Before I met you, I was not interested in women at all."

Jian Jia was startled, and suddenly raised her head, only to see a person standing next to her reflection in the mirror, standing behind her, his handsomeness was in stark contrast to her messy and crazy appearance.

Jian Jia's heart trembled violently, she quickly grabbed her body, and randomly ripped her hair. The more nervous and flustered she was, the more likely she was to make mistakes. Messy hair was already messy enough. She tried hard to tidy them up a little better, but the more make more mess...

Jian Jia was so anxious that she was about to cry, what was she going to do, she was so regretful that she wanted to kill herself, why did she go crazy in the room by herself, this is all right, Mr. Mu saw her in such a mess, this ugly On the one hand, he must hate himself.

Jinshu Mojun went up and raised his hand to catch Jian Jia's head pulling his hair, "I'm coming, look at you, I tore off my hair, you don't feel bad, I still feel bad." [Green Nightmare: Let me go, you are not Jinshu, you are definitely not, where did you bring the monster, you can say such disgusting words? ]

Jian Jia looked up at him with red eyes.

Jinshu Mojun's big hands that were only used for fighting before slowly combed Jian Jia's hair. The tenderness was completely the first time in his life.