Flowers on the other side are blooming for you

Chapter 1038 I would rather die by myself than let you get hurt again

Mo Qingcheng sighed: "You haven't eaten for a long time, right? Are you hungry?"

"Not hungry!" Ye Xuanji replied stiffly.She was almost out of breath.

"Since you're not hungry, why not watch the fireworks with me for a while longer." Mo Qingcheng simply sat down and spoke slowly.

Ye Xuanji inhaled and inhaled again.

Here is at least a few thousand meters from the ground, no matter how good the lightness kung fu is, it is useless.She can't go down by herself!
Anger was surging in my heart, but I couldn't break out.

If you fight, you can't beat others.She has never been good at playing rogue.

Moreover, this man's rogue methods are at their peak, and she has nothing to do.

The clouds under her feet suddenly swayed, Ye Xuanji was unprepared and almost fell down!
Quickly took a stake and stood firm: "What are you doing..."

She suddenly shrank her mouth.Mo Qingcheng's face was slightly pale, with one hand resting on his heart, cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

Ye Xuanji's heart skipped a beat, and she blurted out concerned words: "What's wrong with you?"

Mo Qingcheng shook his head: "I'm fine."

His eyes were focused on Ye Xuanji, and there was a flash of light: "Xuanji, are you caring about me?"

"I don't care about you."

Ye Xuanji retorted: "I'm just afraid that you might have an accident and throw me off the cloud."

Mo Qingcheng: "..."

The light in his eyes faded, and he sighed: "Xuanji, I would rather die myself than let you get hurt again."

"Really?" There was a flash of light in Ye Xuanji's eyes, she suddenly smiled, walked slowly to the edge of the clouds, and stopped talking.

Mo Qingcheng meditated with her eyes slightly closed, and a faint white light appeared round and round.

Ye Xuanji knew that he was healing himself.

Looking at him like this, it seems that the injury is not serious.

Could it be because of the sword that stabbed him last night?

Her heart was spinning like a potter's wheel, and she couldn't tell what it was like.

This man gave her a strange feeling, sometimes domineering, sometimes black-bellied, sometimes rascal, and sometimes stubborn as hell...

She clearly disliked him in her heart and didn't want to stay by his side.

But seeing his occasional fragile appearance, she felt a faint pain in her heart, very uncomfortable...

Maybe it's because of what he said today?

After all, he used to be her husband, no matter whether she has feelings for him now, this subconscious concern is still a bit
—Well, it must be so!

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here today
(End of this chapter)