my husband is a killer

Chapter 210 Falling off the Cliff 1
His tone was calm, but those calm words were scattered in the whimpering wind, but there was a strange sadness!
There was also a strange light in her eyes, but she just lowered her head and dusted off the cigarette ash, with a faint smile on her lips:
"You seem very emotional today!"

He didn't look at her, but still looked at the cloud and rosy clouds, and suddenly there was a little smile in his eyes, his tone rose, and he continued following her words:
"It's very emotional, because I never thought that one day I would change my mind, and I never thought that I would meet someone who can easily make me angry and make me happy. In front of her, I can't control my emotions. Emotions, she always makes me feel very frustrated, but always makes me very moved. I thought I would never have those weak emotions, but everything changed when I met her. She let me know that my life is very Importantly, there are still people in this world who would cry because of my injury, and someone who is desperate to protect me, and she let me know that I am not a machine, but a living person!"

He looked at the sky and smiled slightly, his face was peaceful and peaceful, but those too frank words, those expressions that had never appeared on his face made her feel terrified, her face turned cold, and she calmly moved away. He moved a step to the side and stopped leaning against him, flicked his fingers, and flicked the cigarette butt to the bottom of the cliff, the smile in his eyes became vigilant:
"You have always cherished your words like gold, you have said so much today, why are you telling me these things?"

"You have put so much effort into doing so many things, I thought you really wanted to know about these things." When he said those words, his posture and tone remained unchanged, but hearing her ears gave her a shudder!She couldn't help taking another step back, and forced a smile:

"T, what do you mean by that?"

"You know what it means." The sea breeze shook his hair, and he turned his back to avoid the wind and lit another cigarette. He seemed to be intoxicated by the smell of nicotine, exhaling the smoke slowly, " E, I don't know what kind of person you are. Things have come to this point today. I can't guess what role you played behind the scenes. In the past, no matter what small tricks you did behind the scenes, as long as it didn't affect the task, I would Pretend you didn't see it, but you did something wrong this time." He took another puff of the cigarette, turned his head as if he couldn't do it more casually, and his unwavering eyes fell on her from the puff of smoke!
(End of this chapter)