Emperor Zun's way of chasing his wife: Go away to the gods

Chapter 247
Ah Nian was confused when she heard it, but even so, her face was still slightly pink, like a flower that was about to bloom, she lowered her head shyly, and said hello softly.

Bodhi Branch asked again, "A Nian, will you wait for me to come back?"

Ah Nian buried her head deeply in his arms, nodded slightly, "I will wait for you..."

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, Ah Nian's body trembled uncontrollably. What Ah Zhi said was clearly a farewell, but Bodhi Zhi's soft kiss fell on her lips lightly. This was the first time he kissed her , and maybe the last time.

He still didn't know how to kiss people, felt the softness of her whole body, the bodhi branch suddenly bit her, and then let go of Ah Nian roughly, he seemed to miss that kind of warmth, his hands were empty, and his heart was extremely lonely.

Seeing her dull face, he suddenly backed away, and he happily opened his palm, where the bodhi fruit lay quietly, he opened his mouth, and said in a soft tone, "A Nian, this fruit It must be delicious, you gave it to me, right?"

Ah Nian was in pain, and clutched her chest tightly with her hands. The suffocation in her chest almost made her breathless. Tears flowed from her lifeless eyes in an instant, flooding like a flood, as long as it gushes out, it will never stop.
He just muttered, "So you already knew...

So you already knew... . "

Bodhizhi smiled lightly, like the warm sun on the other side, this day happened to be a fine day.

Bodhizhi looked at the distant and near sunlight, suddenly opened his mouth in relief, the sunlight elongated his silhouette, very much like someone's long hair scattered all over the ground.

He put the fruit into his mouth without hesitation, and said with ease, "It's not bad, it tastes good."

As long as it was given by her, no matter if it was poison or whatever, he would willingly eat it, because his independent spiritual consciousness was born because of her.

Those clean breaths suddenly washed away all the filth in his body. He subconsciously half-kneeled on the ground, biting his bloodless lips with his teeth. In his sight, that small figure was rushing towards him. He really I really want to hug her again, I really want to.

He moved back a few steps and stretched out his hand, "A Nian, I'm weaving a dream for you in the end."

The black energy all over his body has been eroded by the fruit, and replaced by that pale face like paper. There is no trace of blood on his face, and the exposed skin is as delicate as white porcelain.

His eyes fixed on the girl, wanting to engrave her firmly in his heart, his hand was already hanging down weakly, but he still stubbornly wanted to stretch out his hand, but his body merged into the bodhi tree behind him in just a moment among.

However, Kazuki's luxuriance suddenly faded from the originally lush linden tree, and those green leaves turned yellow and withered, and the place felt cool.

The tears overflowing from Anian's eyes had already flooded into a lake, her body hugged the bodhi tree tightly, her head was attached to the bodhi tree, and after a while, she broke down in tears and said, "I regret it! I regret it!

Azhi, are you back?

OK! "

But the only answer to her was the sound of the wind sweeping the fallen leaves all over the ground, and as the bodhi branches fell asleep forever, the gray and white world suddenly turned into colors, and those withered trees sprouted new buds and restored to the past. full of vitality.

In the dead village, the villagers' conversations sounded, the birdsong that had not been heard for a long time, and the dog barking after a long absence.

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　　Introduction: He was reborn, found her, and took the marriage certificate and announced, "I am her husband."

　　She lost her legs due to a car accident, and became disabled from a beautiful girl in the sky. She was brought home by him and called it "recovering from illness."

　　At night, she looked at his hand on her lap and couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?"

　　He said, "Massage is good for recovery."

　　She put up with it.

　　Early the next morning, she was woken up by him, and she suppressed her anger and said, "What are you doing again?"

　　He said, "Exercise is easy to be healthy."

　　She couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted angrily, "Get out!"

　　He rolled her around on the bed in his arms, and said with a smile, "Honey, is it comfortable for me to roll?"

　　


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