Pillow wife: Emperor Shao, give birth to one

Chapter 449 Little Seven, No One Will Be Better Than You
An Qiyue... was engrossed in watching it, her heart was startled suddenly, and she jumped in fright.

She turned her face away and said displeasedly: "Young Master Tang, are you a ghost reincarnated? You can walk without making a sound!"

Tang Yujue raised her eyebrows recklessly, and said with a casual smile, "Sister-in-law, what are you looking at, it's just an old camphor tree, it's worth your distraction?"

The corner of An Qiyue's mouth twitched slightly: "I always feel that I have been to this ghost place. Is there an artificial bird's nest ten meters above this tree?"

Tang Yujue...the smile on his face disappeared, and his tone became serious.

He said: "Bird's nest? What's on the bird's nest?"

An Qiyue pursed her mouth, as if she was trying to remember something, after a while, she said: "There should be a string of words!"

Tang Yujue...his pupils dilated and shrunk instantly, and the streamer in his eyes had a faint hint of ambiguity.

After a while, Tang Yujue returned to his usual expression, but his words were a little more tentative.

He said: "There is indeed a bird's nest. It was built by Shang Shuai and his beloved woman, but unfortunately the nest is still there, the bird is gone, and the woman is gone. That girl has a similar name to yours, Mo Xiaoqi!"

An Qiyue's heart was slightly torn, and then she suddenly lowered her head.

That delicate little face was completely buried under the seaweed-like long hair, the flickering halo was only the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the leaves, and then there was a large expanse of mysterious silence.

Tang Yujue didn't know what she was thinking, but the sudden quietness really surprised him.

After a while, he saw the girl look up again, her eyes sparkling when she looked at him, and there was nothing strange about it.

She said, "Where is my man?"

Tang Yujue raised her eyebrows, covering up the looking light in her eyes.

He said foolishly: "Fifth Brother is drinking with Shang Shuai, you want to go?"

Ann July...

She felt that her breathing was tight for no reason, and she was so suffocated that it was difficult for her to breathe.

Her fingers curled up slightly, her nails dug deep into her flesh, and black shadows smashed into her head in front of her eyes, and the illusory voice swept through her brain——

[Xiaoqi, no one is better than you, we will go to get the certificate when the news is over! 】

[How long will it take? 】

He stood against the light, his figure was like a dark river, just falling on her face.

Her neck was slightly raised, her eye sockets were slightly red, and her eyelashes were decorated with crystals. As long as she gently blinked her eyelashes, the hot liquid would fall on the palm of his hand.

His dark green military uniform was pressed against his chest, and the dark red liquid wet her entire palm through her warm palm.

She wept silently, her crumbling figure was stretched for a long time by the sunlight...

[When the leaves of the camphor tree turn red, everything will be over! 】

His cold lips fell on the center of her brows, and his bloody hands held her tightly into a deeper embrace, and the black madness fell on her cheeks through thick panting.

In a trance, she seemed to hear her own powerless and desperate voice, which echoed in her ears faintly across time and space.

[Yes, the leaves of the camphor tree fall off all year round!Xia Shang, the deadline you gave is so boring! 】

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The brief moment of stupefaction seemed to consume all of An Qiyue's strength.

Her lips were pale, and her eyes were empty, as if she was standing on the edge of despair, with boundless desires.

She wanted to leave here, and didn't want to stay here for a moment.

She hates this kind of hopeless affection, like a Gu that erodes the flesh and blood, bit by bit gnaws away the rationality of the soul, and finally becomes as withered as a puppet, pale and powerless.

　PS: The story of Mo Xiaoqi and Xia Shang is lingering and long, and it will hurt if you read it deeply!

　　
　
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