Empress is His Majesty's White Moonlight

Chapter 129 Ah Zhou, I've Married Someone Before
Fu Ling smiled lightly, she raised her hand and held the jar in front of her for a look, looking thoughtfully at the scarlet bloody light on the fish.

The small fish swims slowly in the jar without any ripples.

She raised her hand to touch the head of the little fish, watched it dive into the water suddenly after being frightened, then slowly retracted her fingers, slowly raised her eyes to look at Jun Beicheng, and said, "If I saved you back then It's not me, but another girl, a girl who is clean in mind and body, how happy you will be."

Jun Beicheng coldly snatched back the jar in her hand and put it on the small table, angrily: "Don't speak in such a tone of belittling yourself."

Seeing his slightly angry expression, Fu Ling's expression was as usual, she only looked at him with her clear eyes like morning dew, and said calmly: "A Zhou, I've been married before."

The corners of his lips raised, mocking slightly: "And then?"

Fu Lingyou sighed and remained silent.

She lowered her head and didn't look at him again.

Seeing her pale face, Jun Beicheng insisted on not making a sound, with such a cold and stubborn appearance.

So he lowered his voice a little, stretched out his hand to grab her into his arms, touched her acupuncture points, and said, "I have never admitted that I am a good person, I just want to be nice to you."

She pretended not to hear, she wanted to push him away.

She didn't listen to her hands with her hands, so she could only say nothing, but bit her lips tightly.

He gently attached her side face with his slender fingers, and the warm touch of his fingertips seemed to hit her heart.

"The most charming thing about Jiuli is that she doesn't believe in anything, but she is more gentle and considerate than anyone else. She is so nice that there is no reason for her to become indifferent...and leave no room for it."

When Fu Ling raised her eyes, she met a pair of dark eyes.

His pupils are deeper than the sky, and the flickering broken light is brighter than the stars.

Suddenly, there was a shadow in front of her eyes, and Jun Beicheng lowered his head and covered her lips.

His lips were a little cold, but hers were soft and astringent.

Jun Beicheng protected her back with one hand, and stroked her thick hair with the other.

The kiss was not deep, it stopped on the lips, pressed tightly but didn't want to let go.

Fu Ling slowly closed her eyes, her indifferent and fair face turned even paler.

Knowing that she didn't like him like this, Jun Beicheng quickly opened her acupuncture points.

He frowned, but his tone was gentle, and his eyes were fixed on her face: "I don't believe...you never loved me."

Fu Ling didn't go to see him, she got up tiredly and walked towards the soft couch.

She lay quietly on the soft couch with her back to him.

She closed her eyes.

At this moment, her already pale face was almost transparent.

"Why don't you dare look me in the eye?"

Before the collapse, Jun Beicheng squatted down and grabbed Fu Ling's hand with his big palm, but she avoided it.

"If you don't have me in your heart, why hide?"

He looked at her back, his tone was soft, but his eyes were deep and burning.

The girl's eyebrows and eyes were dull: "I said, I was married before, and we will not be blessed by others."

He was a little anxious, but his eyes were serious and serious: "I swear, no one will hurt you again, we will have a long time to come."

He murmured, as if speaking to her, but also as if speaking to himself.

He knew that he had hurt her badly.

Everyone had hurt her badly.

In his last life, he shouldn't have taken her so cruelly.

He should step by step and slowly approach her heart.

Fu Ling frowned: "I'm tired and want to sleep."

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(End of this chapter)