Demon Concubine in charge: Evil Emperor, don't spoil

Chapter 604 From the time you started approaching me, it seemed...

"I know."

Jin Xuanjing took Fu Shengjun's hand, then leaned over and kissed Fu Shengjun Subai's hand, pursed his lips and said, "I will find a way to control it in the future."

Seeing this, Mr. Fu Sheng's heart, which was a little disturbed and lonely, slowly regained its calm.

Indeed, maybe after the age of 26, she won't be demented like other people in Nanmen, but maybe, she still can't control her emotions.

Jin Xuanjing followed Mr. Fu Sheng on the road, looking at the small bridge beside the flowing water, the atmosphere was completely different from the atmosphere just now, making people feel at ease, and then heard Jin Xuanjing say, "Sheng, this cinnabar It will disappear in the future."

Just when Mr. Fu Sheng killed someone, he discovered something was wrong.

That woman was indeed worthy of death, but according to Mr. Fu Sheng's temperament, no matter how displeased she was in the past, she would never kill like she is today.

It seems that the hidden disease is only half healed, and only when the cinnabar mole really disappears will there be nothing wrong with it.

"Ah."

Mr. Fu Sheng nodded. He had killed quite a few people in the past, but he rarely killed people in such extreme and cruel ways in public.

"Just now, are you a little scared by me?"

Mr. Fu Sheng was silent for a moment, then asked aloud.

"will not."

Jin Xuanjing looked at the road in front of him, the smile on the corner of his mouth was still casual, but there was an unconcealable affection in his words, "It's just that I should do such a thing."

His hands have been stained with human blood since he was 12 years old.

But his Sheng'er should be held in his palm without any worries.

Fu Shengjun pursed his lips, looked at the people beside him, and before Jin Xuanjing could react, he hugged Jin Xuanjing's strong waist from behind.

"I thought the old days were nothing."

Mr. Fu Sheng pursed his lips, and his cold voice seemed extraordinarily quiet and slow under the dusk, with a pleasant provocative meaning, "However, since you started to approach me, it seems that my previous days were really in a mess .”

After more than ten years, almost 20 years, since the beginning of helping her family to perish, since the beginning of homelessness, she almost forgot what it would be like if someone cared about her.

Now, feeling the temperature in my hand again, slowly burning my heart, it makes people feel even more different.

"I came late, so let me make up for you in the days to come."

Jin Xuanjing reacted, and then she couldn't help but said softly, pulling the person into her arms, holding Fu Shengjun's chin with knuckle fingers, looking at those black eyes carefully, as if wanting to melt Among them, Wu Zhan was lonely.

Mr. Fu Sheng bent his lips, and his dark black eyes were stained with morning stars, "Since you want to, I will naturally agree."

Obviously, Jin Xuanjing didn't owe herself anything, but Jin Xuanjing would always conclude that it was because she was taken away by the Donglou family that she couldn't be rescued from the abyss.

It's just how he knew that if it wasn't for him, the person standing in front of him at this time, instead of standing under the dusk, would have been taken away from the feelings of joy and pain.

"Okay, let's start tonight."

Jin Xuanjing raised her lips unconsciously, then blinked at Fu Shengjun, and said slowly.

"..." How can I make up for it tonight?

Inexplicably, Mr. Fu Sheng felt that this question could not be answered, so he just raised his eyes and looked at Jin Xuanjing meaningfully.

"No need."

(End of this chapter)