Pillow wife: Emperor Shao, give birth to one

Chapter 679 The heart feels like a bubble, and the pain is intense

She curled her lips and forced a smile, "Whether Mo Xiaoqi is dead or not, and whether An Qiyue is doing well or not, my elder brother must be the one who suffers the most."

Looking at Xia Zhishui's moist eyes, An Qiyue was speechless for a moment.

She seemed to have expended all her strength to say a few words: "I'm sorry!"

The sarcastic smile on the corner of Xia Zhishui's mouth gradually melted away, like ripples on the surface of the water, "You should go tell my elder brother and ask him if he can bear it or not!"

An Qiyue's legs were a little numb from squatting, she adjusted and stood up, her gaze shifted from Xia Zhishui's face to that of Chang Qing, who was eating chicken legs, and said with a slight smile: "Zhishui, between love and hate It’s just a silly word, if I have a chance, I will!”

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On the afternoon when An Qiyue finished seeing Xia Zhishui and the others, Shura sent them out at An Qiyue's request.

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The time that suddenly cools down seems particularly long and difficult!

An Qiyue sat under the roses near the fence. The clusters of blooming flowers seemed to be in another world of hers, and it was difficult to get close to her heart.

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The sun is setting slightly, and the sky is beautiful and red.

Shura looked at the girl under the flowers from a distance, she leaned against the fence silently, her brows were solemn and sad, as if she had been abandoned by the whole world, isolated and helpless.

The man couldn't help frowning, and his heart sank a little.

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Ricky stood behind him, feeling the cold and powerful aura of the man, "Xia Shang, here we come!"

Shura curled his lips, a smile gradually surfaced in his eyes, and he said, "He's alone?"

Ricky replied, "Alone!"

Shura wasn't surprised at all, his voice was cold and indifferent, "I remember that he is very strong, find a few good ones, and compete with him. You can fight anywhere, but don't hit your face. I will meet you at night he!"

Ricky gave a military salute and said, "Yes!"

After Ricky left, Shura walked towards An Qiyue.

The orange halo covered his shoulders, making him look less ostentatious.

An Qiyue lowered her head, counting the ants moving back and forth on the ground.

She was engrossed in watching, and when a shadow fell on her toes, she came back to her senses embarrassingly.

She didn't raise her head, but picked up the fallen leaves on the ground with the branch in her hand, and said with an unclear smile: "Sura, I've been thinking about it all afternoon. I always feel that there is still room for negotiation between us."

Shura found a clean place and sat next to the girl.

He turned his head and looked over, just in time to meet the woman's pink and tender face, "Huh?"

An Qiyue's eyes were full of soft light, she looked at Shura, and said sincerely: "You let Xia Shang go, I will accompany you for the rest of your life, and I will not associate with them forever!"

Shura stared at the small face that was magnified several times in front of him. There was an indifferent smile on her face, and she couldn't see any subtle fluctuations in her heart.

He admitted that he was in a trance for a few seconds.

He even subconsciously yearned for a certain future, the picture of them embracing each other tremblingly under the setting sun.

But, he is Shura!

Even though the soul of the woman he loves lives in the body of the girl in front of him, she will eventually belong to Mo Xiaoqi and will never come back.

His hatred is too deep, like a Gu entangled in the bone marrow, it cannot be wiped away by An Qiyue with a few words.

What he has is a heart disease, and scraping the bones is powerless for him.

Shura regained his thoughts from the momentary stupefaction, stared at An Qiyue's eyebrows, and said word by word: "Unless, Mo Xiaoqi comes back from the dead, there is no room for discussion!"

An Qiyue's eyelashes twitched twice, her heart felt like bubbling, and the pain was intense.

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