Chapter 969

The torn picture album just opened a page. Maybe it's the God who is not beautiful.

That page happened to be that Su Xiaowu was holding a knife in her hand, and Zhu Qiang hit the picture in the knife. The broken knife pierced her abdomen, but the simple painting style was extremely striking.

Long yetian leaned down, picked up the drawing paper slowly, and looked at the sketch coldly, without any mood fluctuation in his eyes.

Su Xiaowu looks at the paper in his hand. His heart is shaking even more. The contents of the paper are lingering in his mind and his heart is broken.

Shifu is indeed Shifu. He always arranges things flawlessly. What he wants to hide is still not enough

Full of helplessness, she was really helpless. She could only watch the cold eyes of dragon night sky, and her heart had already fallen to the bottom of the valley.

Looking at the paper, long had a reaction a long time later. He stood up, took out the lighter from his coat pocket, and lit a corner of the paper.

When the fire was burning, Xiaowu turned to her mind, and looked at the burning fire with her eyes. She couldn't help but look at longyetian with some doubts: "you..."

"Burn this boring painting." When the fire was about to burn to the end, the Dragon night sky started to let go of it. The paper burned clean in an instant, and the fire went out, leaving only a pile of ashes slowly scattered to the ground in the air.

Looking at the ashes, the little dance eyebrows are locked, and the heart is full of flavors, just like a sharp sword stabbing the heart, which can't be said to be sour.

Ah

Looking at his cold side face, she was still made to smile bitterly by him. She stepped in front of him, tiptoed her toes, put her hands around his neck, and held him tightly.

Dragon night sky starts, big hand lightly pats her back.

Feeling her comfort, she felt more guilty and uneasy. It was clearly a matter for her to comfort him, and finally he came to comfort her

Xiaowu knows that even if the painting can't make dragon night 100% certain, he must be suspicious, but he doesn't ask a word.

Why? Is not it more painful to be suspicious?

She just wanted to make him suffer! Holding dragon night sky tightly, Shifu did it so cruelly that she had already driven her two to a dead end.

There is no other way to go, even if she is not the best chess piece in master's hand, and even if she disobeys him, can he still control the chess game perfectly?

Ah

In the heart helpless smile, the small dance tightly hugged his hand slowly loose down, let go of his neck, originally tiptoe also slowly stood flat.

Su Xiaowu stepped back two steps, with a helpless smile on her face. Looking at the Dragon night sky, it was painful. It's better to let the storm come fiercer than to let him guess all the time. It's better for him to complain or hate. She's willing to bear all this. Red lips light

"Little dance, don't say." Dragon night sky shook his head, cold eyes with some sadness.

Su Xiaowu is still smiling, bitterly smiling. She doesn't mean to shut up: "night day..."

"Enough, you're tired. Let's go upstairs and have a rest. "

"Night and day..."

"Don't you say you want a bath? I'll put some hot water on for you. " He seemed to deliberately do not want to listen to what she was about to say, stride upstairs.

Two people pass by, small dance grabbed his wrist, I'm sorry, night, there is no way back. Trembling little hands clung to his wrists.

Xiaowu lowered her eyes, looked at the shadow of two people under the light, and said with helplessness: "the painting It's all true I lied to you Aunt Zhu Qiang has Dead... " Her voice was so hoarse that every word seemed to break down in an instant.

He took a sniff and grasped longyantian's wrist a little tighter: "she died under my knife I, I saw her being tortured Life is not like death I have no way to save her. I can only Watching her Die in front of me... "

The little dance holds tighter.

But the Dragon night day did not have any reaction, looked down at two people's shadow, although she grasps more and more tightly, also only she was moving.

This is true to say that he must have been heartbroken. Xiaowu knows and understands that she is on the spot, but she can't save her aunt.

They also let people die under the knife in their own hands.

This stalemate lasted for a long time in the living room Su Xiaowu's fingers clenched to the joint, which was painful. Finally, she could not help but let go of long Yantian's wrist.

Taking a deep breath, she tries to adjust her mind. At this moment, she really can't comfort long yetian. As the Party of that matter, she really doesn't know how to comfort him: "it's late at night, you have a good rest, today Go back to my apartment first. "

Dumb to say, she lowered her head to leave.

"Little dance..." Suddenly a voice came from behind, cold and a little hoarse.

Su Xiaowu stops and raises her head slowly. Does she even think the voice just sounds like a phantom? Just thinking.

Back came warmth, a pair of big hands from behind embrace her, tightly embrace her in the arms, dragon night sky greedy kiss her neck.

The feeling of crispness and numbness comes from the skin. The itching of the body brings the complex emotions in the heart. Xiaowu's pupils tremble: "night You... "

Cold thin lips, kissing her neck, leaving a red kiss marks, crazy four bites to the edge of her earlobe, kissing her ears.

"Well..." Snorting, can not help but spread out the sound of stuffy hum, soft to the bone.

The back big hand tightly hugs the body of Xiaowu, and even wants to embed her in his arms. He kisses again and again, and the cold lip rubs the whisper in his ear: "Xiaowu Why do you have to bear these things alone? You can tell me when you come back. "

Xiaowu's heart was shaking: "I, I don't want to make you sad. Aren't you sad now? "

"Sad, but I am more sad that you bear it silently. I know You try your best, you must try your best I know, there must be a lot of things happening... "

His voice lingered in his ear, cold with tenderness. Su Xiaowu's last defense line was finally defeated by him.

There was no sob, only a line of clear tears slipped across her cheek. She was afraid that he didn't understand, so she felt guilty. She was worried that he was sad, so she was sad.

She has been worried for so long, afraid of worrying for so long, but she can't resist his tolerance.

"Night, I'm sorry..." Xiaowu lowers her head.

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