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He still did not answer, looking at her quietly.

Still can't?

He still won't forgive her?

It doesn't matter!

She can continue to work hard to win his forgiveness and tell him that what she said is true.

"I know you doubt my sincerity, and I know I can't show you my heart. Because I can't die before you, I don't want to leave you alone in this world. "

"Xuanjingxing," if you are a killer, I'm willing to be the knife in your hand. If you are a devil and want to destroy the world, I will help you eliminate all those who oppose you. Whether black or white, you are the justice in my heart and my three outlooks. "

"Time will prove everything, prove that I love you."

Xuanjingxing couldn't restrain himself any more. He locked the man in his arms and gave him a fierce kiss.

How can she say such touching love words.

His blood was almost boiling. He wanted to rub her into his blood and become one with him.

Amnesia of her, is to love him.

This perception drives him crazy.

Her love words let him sink, just want to keep her around forever.

"If you still love me in the next life, I'd like to be with you all the time."

Nan Xu's watery eyes are rippling with tenderness, and her scallion white fingers caress his cheek gently, offering themselves actively.

She told him with her actions that she loved him very much.

In the sofa, the slender and soft woman is wrapped by the tall body of the man, and her chestnut lazy curly hair covers the perfect curve of her back and the intimate posture of the two people.

She looked up at her white neck and responded to him wholeheartedly.

Surrounded by the bubble of fans, filled with sweet aroma.

A gentle voice.

It's sweet and boring.

She had only one thought in her heart, that is to please him.

Xuanjingxing holds her back, and the temperature of her palm is burning through her skin, warming her heart.

There is only one another between them, and there is no room for others.

……

Nanxu opened his eyes and didn't want to move his fingers.

She looked straight at the ceiling.

It's crazy!

She really thought she was going to die yesterday.

Nanxu can't help but think of before, xuanjingxing really merciful to her. If time can come back, she must be calm, absolutely calm.

Now it's all death.

"Awake?"

's deep voice suddenly rings, and the southern wadding reflects the shivering, and then make complaints about it in the heart.

"It's getting dark."

Xuanjingxing is wearing a black shirt and trousers. His handsome features are hidden in the dark, like the coming of the God of darkness. He is mysterious, elegant, aloof and unattainable.

"Again, again at night?"

Nanxu heard her hoarse voice and frowned, but she didn't notice that her voice trembled when she heard it was dark.

Xuanjingxing's expressionless eyes flashed a smile, walked up to her and picked her up.

Nan Xu exclaimed, hugging his neck, "what are you doing?"

"Take you to wash."

"Ah?"

Nanxu is a little dazed.

"You haven't eaten all day. Aren't you hungry?"

Xuanjingxing said, put her on the washing table, helped her squeeze the toothpaste and handed it to her. Nanxu feels that the scene in front of her is very untrue. She makes him angry yesterday and tries her best to please him. When she wakes up, it suddenly becomes different.

There is an illusion that a serf turned over to sing.

Is this the legendary quarrel between husband and wife, the quarrel at the head of the bed and the quarrel at the end of the bed?