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Chapter 887 Heart Gate Love Lock (1)

"So I hate him, hate him for never giving me a chance not to fall in love with him.

Everyone said that Bai Ze's mind was unparalleled.

But no matter what, I couldn't figure out how that person who was reluctant to let me touch even a needle could stand tall and look at me so coldly.

He's going to kill me and kill me..."

Jing Shijialan pulled Wanyan into his arms and held her tightly.

The answer to Wanyan was not a word, only a trembling embrace.

What can he say?

Excuse me, can you speak?

I love you can you say it?

What else can he say.

The moment she was embraced by Jing Shijialan, Wanyan who was dizzy, came to a sense of sobriety from nowhere.

Leaning in Jing Shijialan's arms, she stared at the candlelight not far away with her empty eyes, and murmured:

"In the eyes of Tianxuan Palace, in his eyes, I am just a joke.

However, the most ridiculous thing about me is that I am so ridiculous, but I still want to pretend to be decent so that I don't look so ridiculous.

Needless to say, I ran away by myself, wondering if it would make me feel better not to see him and Yue Yu singing in harmony and raising their eyebrows.

I even stabbed him with harsh words on purpose. He didn't like to hear anything, so I chose to say something.

I wonder if he will feel a little heartache after hearing this.

But I found that after doing this, I seemed not only ridiculous, but also a little sad.

When he hugged Yueyu, he didn't care if I was in the way.

He has no heart for me, so how could he be stabbed by my words.

Yes...he has no heart for me, so how could it hurt...

If I knew at the beginning, once my heart moved, I would be overwhelmed.

Even if this heart is cut open, it won't be as painful as it is today. "

Wanyan was so drunk that she could see double shadows from the candle.

But she was still articulate, with a drunken calm in her clarity.

Presumably, these words have been repeated in her heart countless times, so that she can be so clear when she is drunk.

Jing Shijialan hugged Wanyan tightly in his arms, wishing he could stuff her into his heart, let her see his heart, it was clear and clean.

Nothing but her.

But in Wanyan's ear, Jing Shijialan didn't know how to say all the friendship.

In 16 years, there were too many grievances and grievances.

Where to start and what else to say?

She has forgotten their sweetness.

She just remembered their helplessness.

But it was helpless, he couldn't explain it clearly.

In the end, Jing Shijialan gently held Wanyan's face and faced her face to face.

Wanyan's drunkenness dyed her entire face from eyes to cheeks.

She looked at Jing Shijialan with her big misty eyes, and she couldn't see his expression clearly in the tears in her eyes, but felt that the tears accumulated in his eyes were extraordinarily crystal clear.

"Yan'er..." Jing Shi Jialan said hoarsely and solemnly, holding Wanyan's small face, gently wiped away the tears on her face with his thumb.

"What qualifications does he have to say that he loves you?"

Wanyan looked into Jing Shijialan's eyes, and was even more intoxicated by the clarity and clarity in his eyes.

A pair of eyes, I wish I could fill all the tenderness in the world.

She looked at Jing Shijialan obsessively, and asked obsessively:
"Then... will he love me a little bit?"

After asking, before she could answer, Wanyan's eyes drooped down, covering all her disappointment with her long eyelashes.

"Even if he is the supreme saint, and I am Shahua."

The brightest and the darkest, the blackest and the whitest.

How could there be a coincidence date.

Doesn't Wanyan know what Jing Shijialan has done?

No, she just couldn't believe it.

It's absurd to say that Sahua, who should be the most arrogant and conceited, has the courage to break through no matter what adversity it is.

However, no matter what, she couldn't believe that she would be loved, loved by a saint.

The disappointment in Wanyan's eyes was like a sword piercing Jing Shijialan's heart.

He didn't say anything, he just held Wanyan's face in his hands, and dropped a desperate kiss.

Maybe it was too sudden, maybe Wanyan didn't believe that such a cold person would have such a hot kiss.

Wanyan froze for a moment, her already drunken brain stopped completely.

For a moment, hot breaths were intertwined, and the smell of alcohol spread along with the temperature. It was hard to tell who was drunk.

After an unknown amount of time, Jing Shi Jialan slowly let go of Wanyan.

Wanyan's ears moved, but her brain still hadn't come to her senses, she stared blankly at Jing Shijialan, her small mouth was redder than her eyes.

Jing Shijialan rubbed Wanyan's nose and asked softly:

"We're going home, okay?"

"Wait..." The drunk Wanyan frowned, grabbed Jing Shijialan's arms, activated all the remaining IQ in an emergency, and asked blankly:

"But... but you don't love Yue Yu, or Shu Lian's mother... or the two of them together...?"

Seeing that Wanyan was very drunk, Jing Shijialan sighed softly, and then said softly:
"Yueyu has already died in Feng Nagi's arm, and there is no more Yueyu in the world.

The person you see now is Honagi Fuan's spy who has been planted for more than ten years.

It's just that Feng Nagifu thinks that I don't know.

I want to know when Feng Nai Fu will be poisoned. The condition she offered was to be my side concubine, there is no room for negotiation.

Feng Naifu was deep in thought, even if I knew in advance when he would poison me, I almost died.

Therefore, I can only accept this person as my side concubine.

But Yan'er, I assure you, she and I are just looking for what we need, we have absolutely no skin-to-skin relationship, let alone a relationship.

As for Shu Lian's mother..."

Jing Shijialan laughed lightly.

"Shulian Shulian, Xuan Wanshu, Chunyulian.

You are such a smart person, how could you not think of it?
Your little nephew, my little nephew, isn't he also our child. "

Wanyan blinked her eyes, without any big reaction, she obviously didn't listen, but she still questioned:
"But...but even if you don't like them, you can't like me...

You are polite, caring, and compassionate to everyone... only you are... really fierce, very fierce, very fierce to me!
When we met for the first time, you pressed me to the ground and beat me hard.Later...you almost killed me...you pinched me every now and then, and you even threw cups and bowls at me..."

Wanyan kept talking angrily, flipping through old accounts, eyes full of grievances.

Jing Shijialan straightened Li Wanyan's messy hair, her eyes filled with distress.

"I know that my love is not a blessing to you, but a disaster.

So, the worse I treat you, the worse our relationship is, the better your life will be, you know it yourself, don't you? "

What you don't know is that pretending not to love you, I have studied hard for 16 years, but I still can't learn how to do it, and I will be full of heartache every time.

"But..." Wanyan thought of something again, pursed her mouth, and muttered even more aggrieved: "On the day of the wedding, you didn't even want to enlighten me..."

(End of this chapter)