Pillow wife: Emperor Shao, give birth to one

Chapter 501 Feeling Hollow and Hurtful

An Qiyue seemed to smile wryly, she raised her head to meet the man's doting and distressed eyes, her heart tightened slightly, and she said, "Brother Shaofeng, you are so stupid after all these years. What's so good about An Qiyue? You have been thinking about it for so many years, and even today, you are still reluctant to give up?"

The man's eyebrows and eyes were warm like a river flowing in the sun, he smiled faintly, and his slightly thick voice seemed to be mocking himself, "Qiqi, what do you want to express?"

An Qiyue smiled coldly, with a serious face, she looked at the man's dark eyes like a pool, and said mercilessly: "Brother Shaofeng, I fell in love with another man. But, that man is not you. So, let yourself go, so my heart will feel better, what do you think?"

An Qiyue felt that she was very cold-blooded, and this kind of cold-bloodedness was extremely ferocious and wild when dealing with Ji Shaofeng.

Her every word was like an iron pestle spreading over the wound, piercing into Ji Shaofeng's heart, lungs, liver... and even made his internal organs a dull pain like a jade stone being destroyed.

The man's dark eyes were overshadowed, and his gentle face also stiffened a little.

He raised his chin slightly, and his cool voice slipped out of his throat gently, he said: "Qiqi, if loving you becomes your burden, then...then I have no choice but to take it back!"

An Qiyue's heart trembled slightly, her eye sockets were sore and uncomfortable, and her throat was also choked up badly, she curled up her lips and smiled even more glamorously and charmingly.

She said: "Brother Shaofeng, I hope you can give your love to someone who deserves your love, instead of quietly hiding in a corner."

Ji Shaofeng's eyes were terrifyingly silent, like a rattlesnake jumping out of a desert in the dead of night, with its poisonous sharpness hidden behind the danger.

He laughed softly, with a bitter and terrifying look on his face, he said: "Qiqi, do you know that you hurt people?"

An Qiyue lowered her head, the bitter feeling spread to her heart, making her unable to look up with guilt.

Her silent silence is the catalyst for a man's desolation.

Ji Shaofeng felt that his heart was hollow and painful, as if someone had forcefully split his chest with an ax and removed his heart and lungs, his life came to an abrupt end at that moment.

He almost exhausted all his strength before he pretended to be strong and laughed out loud, he said: "Qiqi, all these years, I have walked and stopped by myself looking back at the beauty of our youth, I don't know that I am expecting I don’t know what I’m waiting for, I don’t know what I’m waiting for, I’m panicked and confused. I know that losing you four years ago is equivalent to losing your whole life. Everything is mine It's my fault, it's all my bastard, I didn't have time to say I love you, your heart has already left..."

An Qiyue was so heartbroken that she couldn't control herself. She knocked her head on the chopping board in front of her, tears streaming down her face.

She hates time going around and going around several times, and good luck making people's fate.

If Mo Xiaoqi died as soon as he died back then, without soul wear, without the owner who occupied this body, and the original owner did not die in front of the tombstone in the south of the city, then Ji Shaofeng must belong to An Qiyue's heart.

However, fate always likes to joke so much.

If she wasn't An Qiyue, she wouldn't be able to show her heart to Ji Shaofeng.

An Qiyue took a deep breath, lifted her head from the table, propped her chin with her hands, and looked at Ji Shaofeng with misty black eyes.

She said: "Brother Shaofeng, I'm sorry, you deserve someone better."

After she finished speaking, she opened a bottle of beer and drank it up.

The man sighed softly, staring at the woman's reddish eye sockets, his heart softened beyond belief.

(End of this chapter)