Chapter 1106

No wonder she said that they were different in their ways and did not conspire against each other.

Squeaking, he shook his head, shaking and shaking, shaking for a long time, I don't know. He sat on the head of the ink lotus, and the ink lotus couldn't see his shaking.

When the wind even wings woke up, it was hazy. She saw a figure sitting by the bed, with her head resting on the bedpost, her eyes closed and one leg bent up. She laid her hands on her legs lazily. Her movements were leisurely but full of vigilance.

He didn't move. He looked at it for a long time. He couldn't bear to blink.

How can she not be found by such a watchful person with such a blazing eyes? Slowly open your eyes and smile at him.

She is not the most beautiful, but that smile, even if it is just a light blink, can attract his fascination, can not extricate themselves.

After laughing, Huang Beiyue's face gradually recovered its normal color, looked down at him, and said softly, "don't worry, it's OK after Yin."

He obviously flashed a painful color in his eyes, slightly looked away from his face, and said: "the moon, I look like that, isn't it terrible?"

Huang Beiyue leaned down, just lying on his chest, raised his hand, and gently swept the wound on his heart. "The wind in my heart has never changed even the wings. Maybe you have flaws now, but I will never forget the most perfect you."

Feng Lianyi's heart trembled. He hugged her tightly and buried his face in her hair. His voice was low but he said helplessly: "moon, help me..."

tears in his eyes suddenly flowed down. Huang Beiyue held his chest tightly and took a deep breath in his arms. Then he said: "I am here."

He is now afraid, little by little, she can feel it from the beating heart, the warmth in his arms, but there is a deep sense of unease.

His sentence "save me" tells how much bitterness and bitterness can't be expressed by outsiders. She doesn't think such a wind is weak. She knows how strong he is, but no matter how strong her heart is, she can't stand to cut off the fear that she loves with her own hands.

If he knew that one day was coming, and that day was slowly approaching, his fear would be deeper than that of the person who was about to be killed by him!

In fact, dead people do not suffer, eyes closed, soul away from hate, all the past events will not remember, and the real pain is the living people.

Relying on his chest, I feel the strong power of King Shura, which is transmitted from his strong muscles.

Huang Beiyue closed her eyes and murmured, "does it still hurt?"

The wound in his heart is gradually healing, and the black blood has run out. Now that the wound is scabby, it should not hurt day and night.

Feng Lianyi holds her small hand in his wound and says, "I hope it still hurts."

"I am so bad, will it hurt you forever?" Huang Beiyue said in a light tone.

Wind even wing way: "month, only here when the sharp pain, I think you are distinct, here does not hurt, I am afraid I will forget you."

Huang Beiyue was stunned for a moment. For a moment, there was a buzz in her mind. It seemed that the scene after he dealt with Yin appeared in front of her.

"The damned city of Shura!" She murmured a curse, clenched her fist tightly, and suddenly rose from him.

"Month?"

Huang Beiyue looks back at him, eyes infatuated, and holds his hand again.