Deep Pampering: The Black Emperor's Bone Erosion Lingering

"Pay more attention to this matter, I want to know the result as soon as possible." Chang Che thought of the fairy tale about tattoos that Zuo Zuo said, and felt an unspeakable premonition in his heart.

His heart skipped a beat.

"Get ready for the plane with me, I'm going to Yingying's right away."

Lu Ting was startled: "Young master, didn't you just come back?"

"Am I the master or are you the master?" Chang Che shook his face coldly.

Lu Ting shrank his neck, and his eyes showed: Of course it's you.

So he kept his mouth shut obediently, not daring to say another word of nonsense, and doing things honestly is the kingly way.

Lu Ting turned around and saw Yisa who was following a few meters away. He narrowed his eyes, but Yisa pretended not to see him and turned his head to ignore him.

When Chang Che tilted his head, Yisa straightened his body and looked respectful. Chang Che said nothing and continued to walk his own way. Yisa took a deep breath and continued to follow.

She closed her hands slightly, panicked involuntarily, and then secretly wiped off her sweat. She remembered that because of a finger injury some time ago, the ring on her finger fell on the mercenary group and she didn't wear it.

She didn't even think that someone else would take the blame because of a ring. That person was very unlucky. She didn't know who it was. She just heard the conversation between Master Che and Lu Ting, but no specific name was involved.

Speaking of the tail ring, she found someone to make it after she returned to Issa. She knew that Master Che had a tail ring with a simple style but was very important. She was in a certain shady state of mind, so she asked someone to make a ring that was exactly the same. The tail ring, which stays on the body all year round.

It can be regarded as a kind of nostalgia for Master Che, or in other words, a nostalgia for some kind of warmth that is hard to get.

Chang Che walked towards the tarmac, thought for a while, and said without looking back, "Don't follow me."

Isa paused, but didn't move.

He just silently watched the tall and straight figure completely disappear in front of him, and returned to the small single room where he lived with lingering fear, thinking about how to act.

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America, dead of night.

Qiongying lay on the bed with her pillow in her arms, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

Insomnia.

Insomnia after waking up from a nightmare in the middle of the night.

She had a terrible dream.

Stretching his hand to his back, his heart ached slightly involuntarily, there is no end of time, there will be no end of time again.

The whole person seemed to be walking into a dead end, unable to turn her head, and there were two voices in her heart, one told her that it was just a nonsense myth, and it would work if she believed it or not; the other voice frightened her, and she and Che has no good results in the future.

Annoying, really annoying.

She knew it was just a tattoo and she was a materialist, but she couldn't kill that other voice that was threatening her.

It's all Chang Che's fault!

Why should she be blamed?

It's fine to let her be scapegoated, why wash her tattoo off!In the end, the princess always got the deep love of the prince, but what she got was the love of a bastard, who knew how to bully her without being deep at all!