344 kiss

Chu Yiyue stroked her face, feeling shocked.

Ouyang Youche silently hugged her from behind. He knew that Chu Yiyue had resurrected her soul from a dead body. In fact, she didn't dare to believe it before.

But after tonight, he was suddenly a little scared.

If Chu Yiyue's soul was suddenly forced to leave, what would he do?
"Yue'er... remember, no matter what happens, don't leave me, okay?"

Ouyang Youche's voice was faint, and Chu Yiyue stared blankly at the face in the bronze mirror, feeling inexplicably uneasy and flustered.

What happened just now was really weird.

Chu Yiyue was silent for a moment, then slowly took Ouyang Youche's hand, "Che, I don't want to leave you either...but if something special happens, you...remember, you have to live a good life, not because of me. ..."

The following words stop.

She really couldn't say any words of difference, let alone words that would make him forget her.

How unfeeling that is, how sad.

Think about it, if she could choose again, she might not be willing to be reborn on Liu Yue'er, because this body is hers.

Once there is any problem, everything she has done is wasted.

Although she doesn't regret getting to know Ouyang Youche, but...if she really leaves...what to do...what to do?

"No... I won't allow you to do this, I won't let you go! Yue'er, if you still have a conscience, don't leave me!"

Ouyang Youche roared anxiously, clasping Chu Yiyue's waist tightly, for fear that she would really disappear in the next moment.

He frantically kissed the back of her neck.

Chu Yiyue stared blankly at the crazy Ouyang Youche in the bronze mirror. His sorrow, his worry, and his uneasiness were all seen in his eyes.

He did love her, she sensed it, but what could be done?

Ouyang Youche went crazy, he picked up Chu Yiyue, pressed him on the bed, and kept Chu Yiyue with his crazy desire to behave.

Chu Yiyue closed her eyes, relying on him to "act wildly".

She didn't want to leave either, but that weird Taoist... said she was haunted by wronged souls.

Her soul is that wronged soul, right?
Ouyang Youche tore off her belt, rubbed her hands on her soft body, and kissed frantically from top to bottom, with hickey marks everywhere...

(End of this chapter)

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