Sheng Ai First Lady

She was stunned calmly, and didn't react for a few seconds. In fact, to put it a little cruelly, it was true. She hadn't cared about his affairs for a long time.

All her affection and love had been exhausted by him three years ago, she subconsciously refused to love him again, refused to be touched by his people and his affairs.

She is a killer with the most direct self-protection instinct. Lucifer once hurt her too much, so she will instinctively protect herself.

Even if there were quite a few times, during the period of his stalking, at some moments, at some moments, she occasionally felt her heart beating.

A man like Lucifer is easy to fall in love with, not to mention, he really loves someone, and he almost puts all his energy into trying to please her, so how come he doesn't have any feeling of being moved.

It's just that at such a moment, everything was calmly suppressed.

It wasn't even intentional. With such a calm temper, it looked very cold and hard, but in fact, it was wrapped in softness.

So, the first time she saw Lucifer so clearly, it was also the first time she looked at him seriously.

She frowned slightly, her senses were primitive and sharp, the man standing in front of her is in pain, this pain cannot be concealed, although he will pretend to be pitiful, but he is proud in his bones, and will not expose the most true humbleness come out.

She asked him, "Are you so sad?"

She only knew that Lucifer didn't like her marrying Tang Jian, which she knew very well. He said he loved her, and she also knew this, but the level of being clear and knowing that this concept stayed here in Calmness was really only the most superficial.

She doesn't even think it has anything to do with her.

She was surprised that Lucifer was in such pain.

Lucifer looked at her, she looked into his eyes, there was no pretense on her face, originally, calmness is the person who disdains pretense the most.

In those emerald green eyes, gray despair spread inch by inch. For the first time, he understood so clearly that she really didn't have any feeling for him at all.

Willow is right, you have absolutely no chance of redeeming a woman like Calm.

It's not that she is unfeeling, it's not that she hates you, but that her resentment and hatred never pile up in her heart, if there is, she will vent it all out.

The so-called hatred because of love is, in the final analysis, all because of love.

If she hates you, she will kill you directly, if she doesn't hate you, then sorry, she will directly kick you out of her life.

To her, he was the latter.

The calm brows became tighter and tighter, she subconsciously didn't like Lucifer's appearance, or in other words, she was not used to Lucifer's appearance.

"Am I sad?" Lucifer looked at her and smiled a little, "So you didn't even think that I would be sad."

He looked like this, as if her words hurt him so much.

"I," she wanted to say something, but couldn't find what to say, not to mention that she was a very taciturn woman, "Lucifer, we have already turned over, I think, with your appearance and identity, There will be many girls who like you..."

Ms. Leng's words are really like eight o'clock, very soap opera, there is no way, although calmness has always taken the noble and glamorous route, but after she and Tang Jian were split from partners to act alone, she was often alone.

Although she is the uncrowned king of the killer world, after all, she is actually a girl in her early 20s, and her daily life couldn't be more monotonous. Killing people, or being assigned by the boss to protect someone, is all about beating. Kill content.

But she is a master, and she is the top master, so there are still not many tasks that require her to do it herself, so that she has more and more free time.

There is an LCD TV in her living room, so when she has nothing to do, she will sit on the sofa alone and watch the eight o'clock soap opera on the TV to pass the time.

And every time I watch it, I am very serious and enjoy it, so I accidentally learned a few more classic eight o'clock lines by the way.

The bright color in Lucifer's eyes completely dimmed, and then slowly turned into the calmest look, as if all the strength in his body was drained, he said, "Ah Jing, today I will let you go on vacation, you Let's go back."

It was too painful, he had known pain since he was a child, even at this age, he had tasted almost all the pain.

I never thought that one day, all my strength would be drained by heartache.

This kind of pain is like the internal organs are burning, but the surface is still extremely calm.

Well, these seven days are his, and he can’t say he doesn’t want them anymore. One day is one day, one minute is one minute, one second is one second.

But today, now, he needs time, to regain his strength.

Before he could say anything calmly, Lucifer had already turned his body around and walked away step by step, like a toddling old man.

His calm gaze stayed on his back.

"I want to watch a movie," her voice was flat.

Lucifer's footsteps stopped, but he didn't look back.

Without even thinking about it calmly, he raised his foot and walked in front of him, "When I came here just now, I saw a new movie being promoted in front of a movie theater. It looked very good, and I wanted to see it."

Lucifer raised his eyes again, his eyes fell on his calm face, and there was an imperceptible caution and temptation in his voice, "I'll watch with you, okay?"

"it is good."

A clear good word almost made Lucifer ecstatic. Although he had suppressed it subconsciously, he couldn't help but hugged the woman in front of him excitedly, "Ah Jing, Ah Jing."

Calm didn't respond. When he hugged her before, he just raised his hand, and Calm would react immediately, so he almost had to go through several tricks before he had a chance to hug her.

Today she lazily let him hold her, without making a move, or even opening her mouth to say anything.

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Xia Jin opened her eyes, and found herself on a big black bed, the orange sunset was slowly setting, and some light leaked in through the curtains.

She blinked, sat up neatly, and then didn't know which tendon was touched, she jumped out of bed and tore open the loosely drawn curtains.

The so-called sunset is infinitely good. She stretched comfortably while admiring the scenery outside the window.

After standing for a few minutes, she went to the closet and opened the closet door, randomly found a set of clothes inside and changed for herself.

As expected, it was too cold in Iceland. Once she returned to London, she felt very happy, very warm, and even felt relaxed all over her body.

ps: Hehe, I really want to add more, but I can only stop here tonight, ahhh, I must end Sheng Ai as soon as possible, make a fist and inspire