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Chapter 1165 He Is Really Blind!

'Miss Ye, the Holy Lord is seriously ill, you...can you go and stay with him again? "

"Miss Ye, I had no choice but to lie to you, but this time it's true, the Holy Master is already in a coma, he, he has been reciting your name in a coma, why don't you go see him?"

That time I always thought it was Bi Liusu and lied to myself again, could it be true? !

Isn't he a fairy?

How could you be seriously ill?

Countless thoughts flooded in, Ye Xuanji's heart trembled into a ball, she stared blankly at him, and forgot to react for a while.

As if sensing Ye Xuanji's 'hot' gaze, Hua Wuxiang's eyes turned to her again.

Only then did Ye Xuanji realize that his eyes were as black as jade, but they had no focus.

It was barren, he was really blind!

Ye Xuanji's heart tightened, as if a row of needles had been pricked in her heart, the pain was unbearable.

"Xiaoye, Xiaoye..."

Someone grabbed her hand, Ye Xuanji woke up like a dream, looked at Xiao Mofeng, and murmured: "Big..."

The words "big brother" almost blurted out.

Xiao Mofeng pressed her red lips with one finger, looked directly into her eyes, and the corners of his lips were drawn into a straight line.

The ugly face couldn't be more ugly.

Ye Xuanji's heart skipped a beat, she lowered her eyes, and sat up straight, not daring to look at him again.

This meal was almost tasteless.

She couldn't eat a single bite of the delicious food on the table.

Throat congested, chest swollen, head dizzy...

Hua Wuxiang also asked for some dishes and a jug of wine, and ate there slowly.

Ye Xuanji couldn't help but look around on his table.

His body froze again, and the bitterness in his heart almost filled his entire chest.

The dishes on his table are usually what she likes to eat, but there are a few dishes that he usually doesn't like.

But at this moment, these dishes seemed to have become his favorite.

Although he was blind and had gray hair, he still ate elegantly and freely, and his movements were as charming as flowing clouds and flowing water.

The hand tightened again, almost breaking her hand bones.
(End of this chapter)