Lovely Wife: Forced Marriage from Mr Ye

In other words, Yunqing was successfully pinched by someone.

So that this has always been elegant domineering woman, for the first time to show such a distressing expression.

Even at the moment when Yunqing learned about the destruction of Bo's family, she didn't show this kind of, unspeakable, sad mood.

Northern night Xuan black butterfly like eyelashes, fan for a while, the heart exudes dense pain.

He raised his hand and stroked her eyebrows with his slender fingers. The expression on his face could not tell whether it was gentleness or bigotry

Two cold hands suddenly grasped his wrist.

The northern night Xuan's vision suddenly coagulates and falls on his right wrist.

Yun Qing was holding him tightly. The bandage on the palm of his hand cracked, and the bright red blood oozed out and dyed Yun Qing's snow-white skin red.

But she didn't feel it.

A horror of the shadow hit the man's eyes, North night Xuan staring at that piece of scarlet, eye creeping out of the cold and dark.

Yun Qing raised his hand and rubbed his forehead. He seemed to be trying his best to restrain his emotion, trying to calm himself down. His voice was a little hoarse. "May I ask you a question?"

Beiming yexuan moved her eyes from the blood color to her face, looking at the pale face of cloud, gentle voice, covered with a layer of palpitating shadow, "... I will not hurt you, forever."

Cloud tilted to smile next, lift an eye to look at him, the face is very white, the facial expression also has a bit wood, "thin... Is my father really still alive?"

Beiming night Xuan carefully broke away from her hands, arms behind her, her whole person tightly into his arms, gave a positive answer, "yes!"

Cloud tilted his face on his chest and said softly, "... That's good."

The people who should live most are still alive.

Beiming night Xuan heard her words, but the bottom of his heart could not contain the rise of panic.

Yunqing cares so much about Bo's family. When she hears that Bo xiuyao may still be alive, she should relax and be happy, and then confidently want to get Bo xiuyao back.

But even if she said "nice" words, her mood did not get any better.

Beiming yexuan pinches Yunqing's chin and raises her face. Her eyes stick to her face and looks at Yunqing's expression carefully.

Yun Qing looked at him blankly.

He looks like a child lost with his parents and at a loss.

Some kind of out of control feeling gradually hit the heart, the northern night Xuan voice cold, "in addition to this, you have other questions, want to ask me?"

Cloud tilts facial expression to be more at a loss, don't seem to understand the meaning in the words of North night Xuan, "eh?"

The expression on the face of the northern night Xuan, for a moment cold as if wearing a mask of divinity.

Besides the question about Bo xiuyao, what did beimingya ask that woman to say to her?

Unexpected development, let the bottom of Beiming night Xuan heart can't stop tyranny, he went to kiss Pro cloud tilt face, "tilt treasure, what are you thinking?"

The gentle breath glides from the cheek, with the gentle of coaxing a child