Transmigrating into a Doll Princess: Pink Princess

She hugged him tightly, but couldn't say a word.Tears rolled down like broken beads, and she couldn't stop it even if she wanted to.

Feng Qianyu lay powerlessly in the crook of her arms, her face was pale and pale, with traces of blood spilling from the corners of her mouth, but she pursed her lips tightly and did not say a word.Only one pair of eyeballs became darker.

Long Fuyue choked up: "You...do you want it?"

The light in Feng Qianyu's eyes flickered slightly, as if she wanted to smile to show that she was okay.Unexpectedly, with just such a hook of his lips, the rush of hot blood could no longer be suppressed.

He pushed her away abruptly, coughed, and spurted out mouthfuls of blood, bright red, almost piercing Hualong Fuyue's eyes. [

That push seemed to have exhausted his strength, and he lay there, panting slightly, but he couldn't move.

He's dying, he's dying!

This thought hit her like lightning, making her heart clenched tightly.

Almost without thinking, she rushed over and hugged him tightly regardless of the blood stains: "You...you are so stupid...it's not worth it for a stranger like me...Aren't you Shura God of War? How come...how come... ..." She wanted to go on, but the tears fell down his face involuntarily.

Feng Qianyu's eyes became deeper and deeper. He wanted to raise his hand, but he moved slightly, but he didn't raise it.There was a smile on the corner of her lips, and she breathed out slightly: "Silly girl, you...you are my wife, if I don't save you, who else..."

The dragon talisman moon was struck by lightning!

Could this body of his turn out to be his wife?How come she has no impression at all?Well, it may be the original soul... He turned out to be so in love with his wife...

I don't know what it feels like at this moment, it seems to be extremely sad, and it seems that there is a touch of jealousy taking root in my heart...

Suddenly someone patted her on the shoulder: "Fu Yue, give him to me."

Long Fuyue looked up in a panic, and saw Jia Ruo with a pale face, squatting on the ground, feeling Feng Qianyu's pulse.

Long Fuyue fixed her eyes on Jia Ruo's face, lest she see disappointment on his face...