Pillow wife: Emperor Shao, give birth to one

Chapter 661 Unspeakable bitterness in a man's heart
An Qiyue's heart was filled with a surging river of blood, violently hitting her delicate and fragile nerves.

She closed her eyes in dismay, hastily avoiding the dark and scorching sight of the man above her head.

Even Shura doubted her identity, let alone Xia Shang and Ji Liunian?
An Qiyue realized a long time ago that her relationship with Mo Xiaoqi is like a thin layer of window paper.
One stood outside the window and the other stood inside the room.

They looked at each other as if they had nothing to do with each other.

In fact, by piercing the paper window, they merged into one.

And those who stood watching her from a distance, be it Ji Liunian or Xia Shang, including Shura in front of him.

They actually thought that she was Mo Xiaoqi, and they only had to admit it verbally.

And those who stood watching her from a distance, be it Ji Liunian or Xia Shang, including Shura in front of them, they had already thought of the fact that she was Mo Xiaoqi.

It's just that before that, she only needs to admit it verbally.

An Qiyue's whole body was full of exhaustion and pain. In fact, the pain of being pierced by thorns was much more painful than being pierced with a knife.

The kind of needles are densely packed, and when they poke on the tender meat, they pierce deeper and more firmly.

Therefore, at this moment, there is a fever due to the inflammation of the wound.

An Qiyue pulled her fingers slightly, and felt intense pain as if being scratched by a knife.

There was a thin mist in her eyes, she frowned, smiled weakly, and said a few words: "I'm very hungry, I don't want to die yet!"

Shura's star-like eyes were full of inexplicable sourness, and his heart was very unpleasant, with mixed tastes and unspeakable bitterness.

His palm was still gently stroking the top of An Qiyue's hair.

Like treating a newborn baby, full of pity, "Well, if you are obedient, I will not let you die."

An Qiyue's heart sank, the threat in this sentence was obvious.

The implication is that if she is disobedient, she may die.

Like Mo Xiaoqi in the previous life, he was shot dead by him from a distance first, and then exploded.

The body was instantly wiped out, leaving no bones.

Very miserable, very bloody!
Until this moment, she was unwilling to believe that the man in front of her was the one who killed her back then.

When An Qiyue recalled that she was brutally executed by shooting, she felt pain in her heart.

She blinked her slender eyelashes a few times to keep the tears welling up in her eyes from falling.

In fact, she didn't dare to look at Shura seriously, he was more indifferent than before, like the moon in the midwinter, lonely only the cold wind echoed him in the distance.

Although An Qiyue's wrist hurts, she has been independent all these years, but she was only recently pampered by Ji Liunian, so she is not so delicate.

Her gaze fell slightly on Shura's hand holding the porridge, her voice was pitifully weak and hoarse, "I'm not used to others feeding me!"

Shura didn't force him to feed An Qiyue, mainly because he didn't dare to meet the girl's eyes.

The indifference on his surface does not mean that his inner emotions are a flat lake.

On the contrary, his heart is more like a huge wave created by a ten-level gust of wind, surging and surging.

He put the steaming porridge on the tea table, took the pillow and put it under An Qiyue's body, and only when she sat up did he bring the porridge to her hand.

An Qiyue took the porridge and carefully dug it into her mouth with a spoon.

From time to time, when the wound on her wrist was involved, she would frown and remain silent, which would affect her appetite.

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