The man felt an empty sense of loss in his chest and frowned.

This sudden, inexplicable suffering and repression even made him feel suffocated.

It was as if at that moment, he lost something very important in his life...

the man stood up from the sofa, went to the French window, twisted his long eyebrows, and looked down at the green mountains and waters of Cloud City.

The city should be strange to him.

But his first step into the place, in his subconscious, felt it was very kind.

So when Sheng pan proposed to go back to the capital with him, he refused.

It was also the first time he had refused the sweet little girl's request to call his brother.

Even made her cry.

He was a little annoyed, but he didn't regret it.

Gu Yucheng pressed the heart, trying to suppress the feeling of suffocation, but it didn't help.

His black and sharp eyes surveyed the scene of landing outside the window.

Is there anything special and important to him in a corner of the city?

...

in the hotel.

After Lu Cheng said this sentence, almost in an instant, he noticed that the cloud leaning on the opposite side suddenly produced some kind of startling change.

At that moment, she seemed to have lost some kind of shackles which had been carried for a long time, and the whole person seemed to be reborn, and her delicate eyebrows and eyes were no longer pale and gloomy.

She became deep and cold.

Relaxed and wanton.

The cloud inclines to tilt the head, the dark long hair, the pure white small face does not see the slightest sad and the affliction, she picks up the delicate red lips, smiles slightly, is extremely gorgeous.

At that moment, almost everyone seemed to feel that the woman seemed to have undergone some transformation.

At that moment, I can see her beautiful face with a smile. Her dark eyes are dark to deep, and the whole person is full of the dignity of primitive atmosphere.

Many people exclaimed in surprise.

Beiming night Xuan staring at the cloud tilt, the heart as if by something heavy hit.

He watched her smile like a flower, beautiful as a picture, the whole person as if washed out the lead, become the most suitable figure in the depth of his soul.

Or, that's what she really looks like.

Man's blood red lips, slowly climb up a little bit of pleasure.

He knew that from this moment on, the woman had completely cut off the past.

She's his wife.

She was alone with him.

She belongs only to him.

Compared with the joy of Beiming night Xuan, Lu Cheng is endless panic.

He was ready to blame Yunqing, but he didn't. Yunqing didn't even look at him again.

He stares at that obviously has the familiar face, but lets him feel the strange extremely strange woman, the heart is completely engulfed by panic.

He even developed a feeling of regret.

What he shouldn't say...

everyone in the world can trample on Yunqing and accuse him of mental illness, but he can't.

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