Love in Xuancheng

Feng moye glanced at the broken moisture that was working hard to deliver spiritual power, and then attached it to Shen Xingyue's ear and argued softly: "I have never despised the noise of the moon!" his voice and behavior were very ambiguous.

Hearing this, she almost fell to the ground. Hey, there's another outsider here! I'm an old man who works hard here. It's very cruel of you to behave like this in front of me! At least take care of me, an outsider, okay?

It was another three hours, and the moisture was almost exhausted to collapse. It is clear that you can stop for more than an hour, but Feng moye's murderous eyes forced him to boil for more than an hour. It's really a grievance, and there's only one share to swallow silently! Who let him meet a man who eats people and doesn't vomit bones? Admit it!

Looking at the people sleeping soundly, Feng moye's tight heartstrings loosened slightly, and finally showed a little gentle smile. He gently opened her skirt, saw the basically healed wound, and aroused the corners of his lips with satisfaction.

The wound was most afraid of repeated tearing, and Feng moye was most afraid of her coughing when the wound healed. Shen Xingyue had already suffered from lung damage. Although Feng moye had temporarily stabilized the damaged viscera, it was still easy to be excited in case of external force. Once a violent cough cracked the wound, it would also cause fever, which would usher in a new wave of all-round outbreak.

The disease is not terrible, but Shen Xingyue's physical quality is a big problem. She is too weak to stand the toss.

Feng moye hugged her and was reluctant to let go. Maybe she can sleep so safely only by leaning in her arms! Only in this way can he feel practical and real.

Feng moye didn't dare to close his eyelids these days. He had to pay close attention to Shen Xingyue's changes from time to time. It would be too late to regret if she failed to deal with her abnormalities in time when she was asleep.

Frightened and fearless, he tossed about in the middle of the night and couldn't help thinking. Now he listened to her steady breathing and looked at her delicate white and tender face. Feng moye's heart gradually calmed down. He seemed to think of something, and his eyes suddenly became cold and fierce.

"Cangwu, the king knows that you have awakened. Don't be afraid to do something that doesn't work. If you have resentment and hatred in your heart, you can attack the king! She doesn't fall in love with you alive, and you are just her slave after death! If you just want to torture the king, you have done it! If you have other purposes, you may be disappointed!" Feng moye stared at Shen Xingyue's chest without expression.

"Why?" a voice came from Shen Xingyue's body.

Cangwu finally failed to calm down.

"What would you say if you wanted to kill the master without any reason?" Feng moye's voice was still faint, so people couldn't notice his slightest emotion. In fact, this is just his guess. He just wants to confirm it.

"Impossible!" Cangwu said leisurely, but his slightly trembling voice betrayed his empty and flustered heart.

Cangwu's tone confirmed Feng moye's guess, and immediately aroused the raging anger in Feng moye's chest. The remaining reason told him that he could not break out at this time, so he had to suppress the anger and bite his teeth quietly.

"Even the king didn't hide it. Do you think the way of heaven is a decoration?" Feng moye smiled. The heart is full of contempt and disdain. Hum! You can covet the king's women!

For a long time, the voice didn't sound. Feng moye didn't seem to be in a hurry. He still hugged Shen Xingyue and looked as if it was none of his business. He looked light and clear, gently stroking the green silk of the man in his arms.