Pillow wife: Emperor Shao, give birth to one

Chapter 660 When he looks at her...he will cry inexplicably...

An Qiyue felt very cold, and she intuitively told herself that she must have a high fever.

Her lips trembled a little, as if she had exhausted all her strength, she spit out a few words in a witty way: "I seem to have a fever, and my whole body hurts!"

Shura's deep eyes filled with a deep and lonely pain.

He frowned slightly, his eyes fell on her bandaged hands and feet, his heart ached so hard to control himself.

It's been a long time, and he hasn't tasted this kind of pain.

It seemed that only at this moment did he realize that he was just an ordinary person.

He has flesh and blood, will be heartbroken, will be sad, and even see her unconscious, so painful that he shed tears.

Shura raised his hand to touch An Qiyue's clear little face, but was missed by her slight deflection.

His hand just fell into the air without warning, and the atmosphere was briefly awkward.

He said: "You suffered a skin trauma and were overly frightened. A high fever is a normal reaction."

An Qiyue felt that Xiu Luo looked at her a little differently, a little more eager than the initial indifference and coldness.

She vigilantly slid down a little under the thin quilt, leaving only a small black head outside.

She blinked her eyes as black as ink, and said weakly: "You...you don't intend to torture me to death?"

Shura's heart throbbed suddenly when he was stimulated by An Qiyue's words. He smiled noncommittally and said, "Are you afraid of me?"

An Qiyue was dumbfounded for a moment, since the day she met him in her last life, she had never been afraid of him.

But for him at this moment, she is more or less full of fear for him.

She snorted softly, really weak and pitiful, "Yeah."

Shura's Adam's apple rolled, and his throat felt uncomfortable.

Now he hardly dares to look directly at the girl's eyelashes, as long as he looks twice more, his eye sockets will be uncontrollably sore and swollen.

At the same time, the memory lurking in the blood is being recalled bit by bit.

Shura explained sincerely, "Actually, I'm not...not as scary as you think!" (Isn't it? When you shoot someone, you don't even blink your eyelids.)
An Qiyue felt pain in her hands and feet, her whole body seemed to be run over by a truck, and even speaking was painful.

She said carefully, "Is this your room?"

Shura nodded, and the hand that fell in mid-air landed on the top of the woman's hair.

With a suppressed undercurrent of madness in his voice, he said, "You...you have antibodies to the HV virus."

An Qiyue remained silent, did not answer his words but listened to the man continue.

Shura gently stroked the top of the girl's hair with his palm, and said, "You can also exorcise magic."

An Qiyue's eyelids twitched, did he see it?
Shura naturally caught the subtle changes in An Qiyue's facial expression, and he continued to talk to himself.

"Xiao Qi has been dead for seven years, and Xia Shang has been silent for seven years. Apart from thinking about how to kill me and how to avenge Xiao Qi, he has never found any other women. But in a few days, Before, he found you. The way he looked at you was like the way he looked at Xiao Qi back then."

Shura paused, smiled, and continued.

"I never believe in love at first sight, so Xia Shang didn't fall in love with you at first sight, but wanted to renew the relationship with you. An Qiyue, you said that after death, but the soul is immortal, do I understand you? Is it Xiaoqi? I raised Mo Xiaoqi hand in hand?"

An Qiyue's heart was filled with a surging river of blood, violently hitting her delicate and fragile nerves.

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