The pastoral wife of the evil leader

Chapter 342 Two women are also a drama (1)
After clearing away the obstacles, Yun Zuiyue embraced the waist of the person in front of her, raised her hand, and lightly stroked the place on her right side that was leaning towards the occipital, and quietly said: "Who made this?"

"Ah?" The person who was kneading vigorously stopped what he was doing and looked up at him in confusion.

"Who made you stupid? Xie Jiuge or Hao Liancheng?"

"I don't know. I woke up like this. The doctor said there was a blood bag in my brain, and I just need to wait for it to dissipate slowly."

Xie Jiuge?Hao Liancheng?Who are those two people?Don't want to think about it, Li Duoduo feels that thinking about everything now makes my brain hurt, so-called, thinking too much makes my head hurt.

"is it?"

Gently smoothing out the messy hair of the person in his arms one by one, Qingcheng's eyes were full of killing intent.

"Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt if you don't think about things."

Li Duoduo replied honestly.

Now, she always feels, it seems, that Feng Wang has her in his heart. Could it be that although he used her before, he has slowly used her a little bit in the process of using her. What kind of feelings are there?
However, if you use it, you use it. So what if you like this kind of scumbag?I still don't care, it doesn't matter if you are a golden bachelor or not!After waiting for this night, kick it off immediately!

No, no, you can't think like this, let's look at the situation first... Thinking of this, Li Duoduo turned to look at this person with a guilty conscience, absolutely, absolutely, don't see her little Jiujiu again.

Now, the most important thing is whether to leave here first.

Looking at the strange guy who was only a dozen steps away from them, Li Duoduo's body trembled unconsciously, "Well, should we leave here first?"

"My husband."

"Husband."

Love is precious, and freedom is more expensive. If it is for life, both can be thrown away.

However, it seems that the word "husband" is not so embarrassing.

The two of them, holding hands, walked forward like walking under the moonlight.

Those things, before they approached them, were ignited by an unknown fire, fell to the ground, and burned into a charred corpse.

"Well, husband, are you seriously injured?"

"not heavy."

It's just because of this body that I can't hold it up after using my internal strength again. It'll be fine if I cultivate it.

"Well, can you hug me?" Li Duoduo carefully made his request, "I'm afraid."

She would always feel uneasy leaving her reserves to the night.

"it is good."

Immediately, Li Duoduo had entered into a slightly cool embrace, behind him was not the night, but this person, and his heart suddenly became more at ease.

"Am I heavy? Does my chest still hurt?"

They are all injured, and they still need to be hugged. It seems that they feel a little worse.

To be honest, now, Li Duoduo himself feels that he is really nothing!
If you have the ability to scold the old lady, why isn't the old lady a thing?

"It's not heavy, it doesn't hurt."

Although he didn't know whether what he said was true or not, Li Duoduo still felt much better in his heart, and his guilt was not so strong.Turning his head, looking at the monsters walking towards this side in the dark of night, he felt a little hairy, frowned and said to himself: "Why, this world is so strange? Why are there so many monsters? ?”

"It will be gone soon."

Human society has its own order. If human beings intervene, it will be chaotic. No one should rule the world. Those who go against the rules of the world are aliens.Heterogeneity is always an existence that will be rejected by others.A monster is a monster, a god is a god, a ghost is a ghost, a demon is a demon, they can never be human.

"I feel like I'm having a big dream now, and I won't have these things when I wake up, and I'm not what I am now. I think I shouldn't be like this. When a person dies, there should be only a corpse that cannot move or speak."

The person who was walking forward paused his steps, lowered his head, looked at the person in his arms, his eyes were full of emotions, and fell silent in an instant.

The person in his arms was already feeling sleepy, and now, he was half asleep, with his eyes half open, speaking words that he didn't even know.

"When you wake up, these things will be gone. The only existence that is different from mortals is us. When you feel tired, how about I take you to hell together?"

"Ah."

As if dreaming, the person in his arms closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

"However, even if you enter reincarnation, you are an odd number of reincarnation, unless your seven souls and six souls are exhausted. If you feel tired, then you will lose your memory, let go of everything and start a new life. I will remember everything. Life after life, I have come to look for you, with different beginnings and the same ending, so that you will not be tired until I am tired. At that time, we will disappear in this world together and become the wind of the world together, entangled in the ends of the world, ignorant and ignorant. feel, and won’t be tired.”

"Mommy mommy……"

Early in the morning, while Li Duoduo was still asleep, she was awakened by a soft, creepy child's voice beside her. She rubbed her aching head, opened her eyes in a daze, and looked at the person in front of her. The juicy male doll stared at him with a pair of big black grape-like eyes, while pushing his body with a pair of small fat hands full of joy.

"Little master, let's go out and play first. Let Baihu play with you, okay? Mom is a little tired, so let her rest for a while?"

Beside the doll, a beautiful woman in a pale pink robe persuaded him gently.

"No, no, baby misses mother, baby wants to sleep with mother..."

The baby turned her head, looked at the woman very irresistibly and said, the little fat hand was holding on to the quilt on the bed and would not let go.

"Mom? Doll, are you calling me?"

The person who was almost awake stretched out his hand and began to pinch the doll's chubby little face, which felt very nice to the touch. He watched the doll's little face being kneaded into various shapes by himself, and the long and narrow phoenix eyes were bent into crescent moons.

"嚒... 嚒..."

The baby's face was flattened and rounded by the woman in various ways. He tried to raise his hand several times to stop his mother's "evil deeds", but the little strength on his little hands was no match for him, so he shouted with difficulty. It seems to be a mother who has changed a bit. The big black grapes' dead eyes are full of tears. She originally wanted to express her "feelings of longing" in her mother's arms. Why does my mother look at it now? The look in his eyes is very strange?
(End of this chapter)