Pillow wife: Emperor Shao, give birth to one

Chapter 989 You have to live better than us, we will be reconciled
Shura put down his chopsticks, looked at Xia Shang and said, "You had a chance to kill me, but why did you show mercy all of a sudden?"

Xia Shang took a sip of the wine, smiled coolly, and said without warmth: "Because Xiaoqi doesn't want you to die. Besides, you can't die either. You always have to explain to Xiaoqi all the evils you planted." Yes. The virus in Xiao Qi's body, I hope you can go all out."

Shura raised his eyebrows, and said to Xia Shang in a secretive way: "Xiaoqi's virus has basically been fully prepared. But since you come here, or you come forward to talk to Karl. Just say that he has the same father and a different father." My mother's sister needs a bone marrow transplant and needs his father to make a match. I think Karl would be happy to do so. But if I come forward, I'm afraid that before I have a chance to speak, the lunatic will call Kill me. So, you better speed up here. Xiaoqi can't wait." I can't wait either.

Xia Shang's hand holding the transparent goblet was tightened, and his finger bones were turning white.

He was silent for a while, then replied slowly, "Okay."

He paused, and said again: "Where did you get Fleeting Years? I want to take him away."

Shura curved his lips and smiled, he suddenly felt that he and Xia Shang were the same kind of person.

They are all the ones who have been let down, and they didn't get a perfect ending in the matter of loving Mo Xiaoqi. Instead, they took advantage of an irrelevant person.

Thinking of this, Shura's mood became much more comfortable somehow.

He said to Xia Shang: "If I am willing to let him go, it depends on whether he is willing to go back with you. Xiaoqi can't go back with you, she can't go back with her current situation. She needs my blood to wait for Carl's father Otherwise, we can only use the blood of the young master of the imperial capital to save her. However, Xiao Qi is unwilling. So now, I can only hope that your progress will be faster."

After Shura finished speaking, he ordered Ricky behind him: "Go and wake up Master Ji Wu of the imperial capital and bring him here."

After Ricky left, Shura noticed the simplicity of looking at Xia Shang all the time.

He squinted his eyes, and his dark blue eyes were faintly beating with indescribable emotion.

He smiled sarcastically, and said to Xia Shang: "Oh, you are very lucky, just about to let go of your love for Xiaoqi, you just picked up a substitute who looks somewhat similar to her. I said Well, there is a reason why you let go of your hatred so easily."

Xia Shang looked at him, noncommittal.

He turned his eyes at an angle, looked at An Qiyue who was already seated, and said, "Eat something. Chang Huai has already arrived in Paris with Fanfan, and I will arrange for someone to pick him up to reunite with you tomorrow morning. Take good care of your health, don't disappoint The purpose of my visit this time. You have to live a better life than us. Otherwise, we will all be unwilling!"

These few ordinary words of Xia Shang fell into An Qiyue's ears, and they felt a little heavy.

She nodded by default, lowered her head and drank the soup that Jian Jian gave her in the bowl.

Five minutes later, Ji Liunian appeared.

It might be because of fighting during the day, his white shirt was stained with dried blood, but he looked good.

He strode in like a meteor, staring at the woman he wanted to see most for a moment, until he walked over to make sure she wasn't hurt in the slightest, and his heart finally fell back.

Ji Liunian unceremoniously pulled the chair over and sat beside An Qiyue, sitting very close, when An Qiyue turned around, she saw the pool of blood sticking to the man's body.

Her eyes dimmed a bit, she frowned distressedly, and said, "You and Xia Shang will go back later and take care of the wound. I've been here recently, and I don't plan to leave."

(End of this chapter)