Concubine forced marriage: Six-finger princess

Chapter 454

It was also as if someone had sprinkled sour drops in his heart, and soon, waves of sourness flooded his heart, causing him to sink into sourness.

It would be great if she was thinking of him now!

After thinking about it, I couldn't help laughing at myself: Idiots talking about dreams!

Rong'er suddenly raised her head and stared at the blurry figure in front of her. It seemed that Jiang Ruofei was sitting next to her. She stood up suddenly, stretched out her hand aggressively and grabbed his skirt, and asked with wide eyes: "What you said is not true, is it? "

"That Xinyue, you won't marry."

"Talk, talk. If you don't talk, I'll beat you."

Raising her fist threateningly, Rong'er kept shaking him, "Speak, talk..." Her half-closed eyes stared motionlessly at his face, seemingly half asleep.

"Rong'er"

He was about to speak, but when he saw Rong'er closed his eyes and fell towards him with his head down, he hurriedly turned to the side, and Rong'er fell firmly into his arms.

He stretched out his hand to caress her blushing cheeks, which were hot, and seemed to still have the sticky feeling after crying.

Touching her heartache, he really didn't want her to suffer any more, "Rong'er, if there is any way to stop your pain, I will definitely do it without hesitation."

"Jiang Ruofei..."

These three words entered his ears, and he couldn't help feeling sore, "Rong'er, tell me, will you call my name one day?"

He hugged her tightly, although he knew that her body was in his arms, but her heart was not.

But he is satisfied with this, at least he can feel her pain, and he believes that he will heal her injury.

He lowered his head and kissed her forehead, thinking: Rong'er, no matter what happens in the future, don't leave me!
Without you, maybe this world has no light.

He doesn't want to lose, even if he knows that her heart is still with Jiang Ruofei.

The moonlight is like silver, and the branches are mottled to form irregular shadows on the ground. When the breeze blows, it flickers on and off.

Walking in the shadow of the tree, Rong'er on her back fell into a deep sleep, peaceful and peaceful.

In this silent night, because of Rong'er, he was no longer alone, lonely or sad.

As he walked step by step, there was a faint smile on his lips.

(End of this chapter)