The evil king trains his wife

Chapter 270 You Have No Heart, You Will Not Pain (2)

At this moment, she felt like a sad clown, so ridiculous!

There was a desperate smile on his tear-soaked face.

It turns out that the most ridiculous thing in the world is not that you love that person, but that he doesn't love you.

Instead, you thought he loved you, but you suddenly discovered that it turned out that you were just quiet in your fantasy, playing a sad one-man show.

He was stunned, the poison of love broke out in his heart, the pain made him almost out of breath.

He opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word in pain.

She cried so desperately that she seemed to shed all the tears in her life.

The injured hands were slumped on the ground, allowing the blood to flow out.

"I thought that Master was sincere to me. I thought that I could melt your cold heart! But it turned out that it was all my wishful thinking! You are so cold! You have no heart! You won't hurt!"

She accused him hysterically.

It was all her fault. From the very beginning, she forgot her identity. The relationship between them was supposed to be just a master-student relationship!
There seemed to be a thin layer of ice mist in the blue eyes.

He suddenly grabbed a sharp fragment and squeezed it hard in the palm of his hand.

Bright red blood flowed from the lines on his palm.

He looked at her, his pale thin lips parted slightly, "I will hurt with you."

In this way, can he prove his unspeakable sincerity?
The crying stopped abruptly.

Bai Qiannian was taken aback for a moment, and looked at him with teary eyes.

He furrowed his brows tightly, and there was sadness in his eyes that she had never seen before.

"Master..."

He stretched out his hand and suddenly embraced her in his arms, as if he wanted to rub her into his body so hard.

Tears flooded again, and Bai Qiannian burst into tears again.

"Why are you doing this...why..."

Why gave her a slap, but also gave her a candy.

Her body trembled slightly from crying, and she tried to break free, but it was in vain.

"Nian'er, don't cry." His voice was hoarse, he didn't know what else to do except hug her tightly, he just kept saying, "Don't cry, don't cry."

Her crying seemed to break his heart.

The more he comforted her, the more she cried.

"I'm just a tool you cultivated to kill, why do you treat me like this!"

She slapped his chest fiercely, venting the grievance and dissatisfaction in her heart.

He was afraid that the shards in her palm would be deeper, so he held her wrist tightly to prevent her from moving.

"Nian'er, it's not like that, listen to me!"

"What's that like?!" She looked at him resentfully.

"I..." He was at a loss for words, not knowing how to explain, "I admit that the reason why I accepted you as my apprentice at first was because you can sense the blood of the Phoenix. But, I never thought of using you for anything!"

"Really?" She blinked her tears and looked up at him.

"Yes!" He nodded firmly in his eyes, "Trust me, okay?"

The blue starry eyes were like a vast starry sky, but with his gentle words, her heart melted.

In fact, she never wanted much.

She just wanted a word of affirmation from him, a trusting look, and a gentle smile.

For him, she has become so humble.

She sniffed, "But...you don't even believe me..."

He said anxiously, "I believe you, I believe you!"

"You still want to beat me because of that woman..."

"It's my fault! It's all my fault!"

He let go of the fragments in his palm, and suddenly held her head, and covered her brow with a cold kiss, which was caught off guard.

She was stunned, although his lips were icy, they were warmer than the sun in April, and the warm current penetrated from the brow to the bottom of her heart.

(End of this chapter)