School grass, your foodie is gone again

Chapter 866 Let's start again

Shu Yacheng's eyes became tender and emotional, extremely infatuated, stretched out his white hand, and slowly approached his brow.

"Stop thinking about her, okay?"

His wrinkled brows made her feel distressed. While stroking the brows with his fingers, he whispered helplessly.

"Han..." How much she wanted to smooth all his sorrows away with her hands, how much she wanted to take away all the pain he had suffered.

With gentle eyes, he murmured again, "Han, forget her, let's be together, just like when we were young, you protect me, I adore you, okay?"

Although she has been following his ass for so many years, she never had the opportunity to approach him quietly, so nicely, to see what he looks like.

When he was very young, he was cold to her, but slowly, he became polite and negligent.

What touched her the most was that although he was cold, he would still help her when she saw her being bullied and wronged.

"cold……."

The fingertips flowed away on his forehead, clearly feeling the contact between his skin and hers.

It's a wonderful feeling that makes people linger.

"cold."

After whispering his name, she slowly lowered her head, and deeply imprinted a hickey on his forehead.

Following this hickey, a happy smile bloomed on the corner of Shu Yacheng's mouth, and she became more determined in her heart. She insisted on him, and she would never marry Nangonghan for the rest of her life.

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early morning.

In the dimly lit room, with the half-opened windows, the breeze rolled up the light curtains and flew in mid-air for a long time.

There is a slight fragrance in the sky in the morning, and a night of light rain washes away all the dust and dirt, and even the fragrance of jasmine blooms in the wetness, drifting with the wind, and drifting into the pores of every breath.

On the huge pink bed*.

Her smoky gray hair was slightly disheveled, and a pair of extremely charming red phoenix eyes under the black sword eyebrows stared affectionately at the person in her arms.

Most Qiyue closed her eyes, fell into a deep sleep, her mouth squirmed from time to time, trying to speak.

"Little fool, are you dreaming?"

Ye Zun observed that her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and stretched out his fingertips to gently stroke the tangled eyebrows.

Her head was slightly turned to the other side, and she was trapped in an extremely real dream.

The world just after night fell into a turmoil. On the highway, an endless stream of vehicles flew by quickly.

On the boulevard.

The dim streetlights stretched Nangong Han's figure long, covering her body.

His silver-white hair was dazzling under the light, and his dark eyes were full of grief.

"July, I'm the one you love, right?"

His hands were tightly clutching her shoulders, tightly, not daring to let go at all, as if... as if he was afraid that if he loosened a little, she would disappear in front of his eyes.

"No..., no!"

In the dream, she was full of panic and fear, with her big eyes open, and she retorted messily.

"You killed my mother, I can't love you... I hate you! I hate you!"

"I didn't, I didn't kill my aunt, July, you trust me, trust me, okay?"

The world was in darkness, he kept pleading in her ear, his deep eyes seemed to be filled with all the sorrow in the world, rippling out bit by bit.

"Do not."

"I don't believe it, you killed my mother, you are a murderer! You are so cruel, you return my mother..."

She kept crying, fragile tears kept flowing out of her eye sockets, the blood in her body suddenly became furious, and that anger destroyed all her reason.

(End of this chapter)