Pillow wife: Emperor Shao, give birth to one

Chapter 584 The heart feels like being stabbed by a knife, it hurts to the point of suffocation
She must not let this woman, Ji Junyao, succeed, she wanted to see that old woman with her own eyes, dying of pain, living like she was dying.

When she thought of this, she sharply opened the gap between her eyes, and a cold voice slid across the air, oppressive like a sharp knife pierced in the chest, as if it was about to be inserted into a person's heart in the next second, piercing and urgent .

"Little Seven?"

From the moment Xia Shang got off the elevator, he immediately saw the horrifying scene of An Qiyue hanging upside down on the guardrail with his life hanging by a thread.

He only saw her figure swaying non-stop under the brilliant light and shadow of Liuli, if she hadn't suddenly tried to raise her upper body with her feet, he wouldn't have been able to judge her immediately.

Xia Shang almost flew out of the door, he was like a gust of cold wind "swish" against someone's face, and by the time someone discovered his existence, he had already climbed over the guardrail neatly .

He grasped the top of the guardrail with one hand, and pinched An Qiyue's foot that was hooked on the edge of the guardrail with the other, as if it was about to fall in a second.

His voice is very penetrating, like the clearest mellow spring in the deep mountains caressing people's skin, cool like a river spreading over the heart, soothing people's hearts.

"Xiaoqi, grab my wrist and hold me tight!"

An Qiyue felt a sudden tightening of her ankles, and when she saw Xia Shang's hard and handsome face through her dark eyes through her messy hair, the desperate silence in her heart instantly disintegrated and shattered into pieces.

Taking advantage of the strong force on Xia Shang's arm, she suddenly turned over and grabbed Xia Shang's arm with her hand.

She adjusted her posture slightly, holding Xia Shang's arm with both hands, her face was as pale as a puppet blown by the cold wind, pitiful and pale.

She raised her eyes, and for some reason, when she met Shang Xia Shang's deep black eyes, she broke down instantly, and the tears of Dou Da burst into tears.

"Xia Shang, I'm afraid, I'm afraid of heights!" An Qiyue cried, her strength seemed to be pulled away from her body in an instant, and she was on the verge of falling. Bundle!"

Half of Xia Shang's body was hanging on the guardrail. When he met the woman's black eyes full of tears, his heart felt as if it had been stabbed by a knife, and he was suffocated in pain.

"Hey, don't be afraid, close your eyes, I'll pull you up!"

An Qiyue closed her eyes obediently, her slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and crystal beads rolled down the eyelashes.

Then, there was a sudden force on her waist, and she was tightly clasped in the arms of the man with one hand.

There was a clean and pleasant smell on his body, and the sound of his strong heartbeat came from his cold and broad chest.

An Qiyue's ears were attached to his chest, as if they were applied to his heart, feeling the temperature from his heartbeat: warm, hot, very reassuring!
Xia Shang's throat clenched. Seven years ago, she was in his arms, pressing against his heart, as if comforting his lonely and helpless soul.

Xia Shang couldn't help but hugged the soft body in his arms, and was so excited that it was hard to calm down.

His lips pressed against An Qiyue's ears, his hoarse voice was deep and deep, "Xiao Qi, it's been seven years, I miss it very much." Thinking about it hurts every inch of my skin and thigh.

An Qiyue was in a dazed state, she exuded a severe chill all over her body, and the coldness emanating from every sweat pore was like the cold of three feet in midwinter, the cold bones.

And Xia Shang's unyielding heat is the medicine that warms her heart and lungs. She is greedy for the hard warmth of his body, which can soothe her heart that is still in shock.

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