slave seven seven

Chapter 450 Finale (7)

"I may not have a suitable time to come out after I go back." Xia Houling picked up the clothes and began to dress. He understood better than her how far apart they were.

Even if a suitable opportunity comes out, she may not be able to live in this world at that time.

Qiqi has always been vaguely aware of the so-called life and death. The moment Xia Houling got out of bed, Qiqi hugged him from behind desperately. This time, she was really afraid of life and death, she was afraid that he would leave, she was afraid He left and never came back, she was afraid that she would never see him again.

"Master, let me go back with you, okay?" No matter how much time she has left, as long as she is by his side.

"Not good." Xia Houling did not let go of her hand, but flatly refused. The delicate body on his back trembled deeply, causing him to frowned unconsciously. His narrow eyes caught sight of the pearl hairpin on the bedside. , he put it there before going to sleep.

Xia Houling picked up the hairpin and turned around, casually stroked a strand of her hair and inserted the hairpin into her hair. The white and flawless pearls set off the green hair, which was clear and moving. Slowly, Xia Houling said, " This hairpin is still suitable for you."

"Grandpa..." Qiqi buried her head in his arms, crying silently.

a long time.

"Remember, if I don't see you next time when I come out, I will break Qingyun's arm and leg again until I die."

After Xia Houling finished speaking grimly, she pushed her away and stood up. As soon as she opened the door, the cold wind came in. Qi Qi, who was sitting on the bed, shivered from the cold, and unconsciously hugged herself tightly with her hands.

"So little slave, you have to live."

With the sound of the door closing heavily, Qi Qi buried her head in her knees and began to cry loudly.

little slave...

How wonderful it would be if I met you on the streets of Beijing at the beginning...

Outside the house, Yunlei and the soldiers knelt on the ground covered in heavy snow, Xia Houling walked out step by step, the slight moisture in the corners of his eyes was dry and cracked in the deep winter.

(End of this chapter)