Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 632 The pit is 121 meters deep and happily close to death (5)
"Will you not leave me in the future?"

"Okay." He said lowly, stroking her head with his palm.

"Then it's settled, we will be together from now on, and we will never be separated again." Shang Ya seemed to be unable to hear the deep voice in his voice, and looked at him shyly like a little daughter-in-law, "From now on, I will I will get up early and make breakfast for you. I will no longer play Gu, and I will no longer be the right deacon of the Mohist family. I will only be your wife. I will wash and sew for you, buy shoes and make clothes for you. It's just you, me, and our children... Raise another pig for the Chinese New Year, raise another dog to watch the house, plant some flowers and plants, and have a few acres of Susukida... Everything else is up to you. None of our business."

"it is good."

Another good word, Qiao Zhanping's voice was very calm.

No one could hear the despair in it except himself.

Shang Ya still didn't seem to feel it.Qiao Zhanping felt that the sky had gone out, but she felt that hers had just turned on, "That's great, this is great..."

Her throat was sweet, and she couldn't help vomiting a mouthful of blood. The ferocious black blood, like the eyes of a poisonous snake, made people feel frightened.But she kept laughing, as if seeing her dirty soul being expelled from her body. The more blood she vomited, the bigger her smile became. She vomited desperately, wishing to vomit all the dirt of her life...

"Then I can be with you cleanly..."

"...Okay." It was still a good word, accompanied by another wave of Shang Ya vomiting blood.

Qiao Zhanping looked at her tenderly, pulled his robe lightly, and wiped the corners of his mouth for her. His movements were very light and slow, and his expression was extremely focused and calm, as if he was just wiping his lover's lips after drinking water. Except for the slightly trembling fingers, there is nothing unusual.

"Zhanping, do I look good?"

Sensing his scorching gaze, Shang Ya's hazy eyes warmed a little.

"Nice." He replied seriously.

"You're good-looking too." Shang Ya caressed his face, each finger trembling, "I'm getting old, and I have fine lines around my eyes, but you're still so good-looking, you haven't changed at all."

Her eyes wandered, as if seeing him as a young man.

He walked towards her in the sunlight, the light and shadow were mottled, but he was as handsome as a boy walking from a painting.They fell in love once, just by the small river in that summer afternoon, the hasty, messy, and even a little shy first time, but they were deeply intoxicated by it, unable to extricate themselves from then on, and a lifetime of tragedy began.

Like all the women in the world, she fell in love with this man who possessed her body easily, fell in love with him madly and blazingly.

At that time, he also loved her.

He said: "Shang Ya, I don't want anyone in this life except you."

They were really in love.

Later, she was affected by the seductive gu, and she changed, becoming passionate and promiscuous.In every frenzied midnight, she sometimes wondered.She didn't know if she still loved him, that man named Qiao Zhanping, let alone if he still loved her...

Doubt, speculation, temptation, pain...

During those bewildered and crazy years, Qiao Zhanping would have had other women.

When there are other men in her bed, he will also be in other women's beds.

She hated, scolded, cried, yelled, and even... committed suicide.

But she didn't die, she survived twisted and perverted.

Then, laughing, beautifying, flattering, continue to fall in love with Qiao Zhanping, and kill each other.

When she saw Qiao Zhanping lying naked on the bed with other women for the first time, her pain was devastating. She wished she could kill him and everyone in the world... She raised her knife, But in the end, she only killed the woman.

(End of this chapter)