Pillow wife: Emperor Shao, give birth to one

Chapter 670 Love, What a Desperate Feeling

"I have no choice but to die. Although I love Luo, it's not too difficult to tell what is important to him and what is as trivial as grass."

An Qiyue raised her eyebrows a little, and she said, "Really? If I told you that I am Mo Xiaoqi, would you still be so calm?"

Da Qian's face turned pale, her lips trembled, and said: "You are talking nonsense, Mo Xiaoqi is already dead! It was Luo who shot her to death!"

An Qiyue raised her hand and touched the tip of her nose, with a clear look, "Well, Shura really treats you a little differently. He is willing to share everything with you. But to tell you the truth, Mo Xiaoqi is dead. But what should I do, Mo Xiaoqi’s dead soul lives in my body, and she is still living in this world lingeringly. Do you think that with Shura’s perverted enthusiasm for Mo Xiaoqi, he will continue to do so in the future? Do you look at you more? Or close your eyes and pull you to have sex with him?"

Daxi stopped talking, and sat on the ground limply, with a ruthless vampire-like demon flashing in her eyes.

There are only a few words left in her mind repeatedly, Mo Xiaoqi is not dead, Mo Xiaoqi is back, Shura will not want her... She will never let this woman survive.

Darcy tried hard to calm down, she turned over and jumped up from the ground.

In fact, she looks stronger than An Qiyue, and her arms are also somewhat muscular. The whole person's state is like the villain's ultimate female boss in the Secret Service, which is very resistant, almost the kind that is difficult to kill.

An Qiyue met her red eyes, smiled, and said: "You have less than ten seconds to think about it, Shura has already answered the phone and came here."

Daqy's eyes flickered slightly, and she said slyly: "I'll think about it!"

An Qiyue chuckled and stood up from the sofa.

As soon as Shura came in, he saw a mess on the ground.
There was a hint of coldness in his eyes, he looked at Daxi who was pale, and said in a deep voice, "Who told you to come?"

Da Qian's heart ached, her scratched neck was still bleeding out.
She said aggrievedly: "I came here by myself, I just wanted to see how this woman is better than me, and asked you to take care of her all night long."

Shura glanced coolly at Daxi's injured neck, and said, "I warn you, except I can touch her, anyone who touches her will die!"

Daxi opened her eyes wide, looking at Shura in disbelief, as if looking at a stranger.

She has been with him for five or six years, and he has never lost his temper with her, not even speaking loudly.

However, because of this damned scumbag who appeared inexplicably, Luo actually murdered her, even cruelly.

Darcy's heart ached, she calmed down for a moment and rushed out of the room with the whip in her hand.

An Qiyue looked at her back, and her smile was broken.

You see, what a desperate and extravagant feeling love is!
Shura looked at the smile that came out of her eyes, and said, "Xiaoqi, your temperament of not being disadvantaged at all has not changed."

An Qiyue tilted her head to look at Carl beside her, and she said with a smile, "You taught me well back then."

Shura smiled faintly. He stared at the beads of sweat oozing from her forehead, smiled, and said, "Not used to the climate here?"

An Qiyue blinked, showing a playful side, "I'm only suitable for the weather in Wancheng!"

Shura's face suddenly turned cold. He glanced at the sweat-drenched skirt of the girl's chest, and said, "I've been repairing the circuit. I'll call later. Turning on the air conditioner will make it cooler."

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