The Empire's Mr.Jun Is Playing The Villain Again

Qiao Liuhua shook her head. She covered her heart and said, "I see you cry. It's hard here."

She had some pain in her heart, a deep feeling in her heart. She felt uncomfortable and couldn't breathe.

When gong xi Leng heard the words of Qiao Liu's painting, his whole body trembled.

He opened his eyes and looked at Qiao Liu's painting in disbelief. "Painting son, you are in love with me. You still care about me, don't you?"

When gong xi Leng said this, his voice was trembling and stuttered slightly. He asked carefully.

After asking, he was also afraid, waiting for the answer from Qiao Liuhua.

Qiao Liuhua shook his head. "I don't know. It's just that it hurts here. I saw you in my sleep. You seem to be killing me. Your eyes are so cold. Gongxi is cold. Tell me, am I really your wife? Why I don't feel like this. "

Gong xi held Qiao Liu's painting hand with cold force, "yes, you are my wife, only your painting son, you believe me, believe me..."

With that, gong xi pressed Qiao Liu's hand in his heart, letting her feel his heartbeat and his feelings.

When Qiao Liuhua looked at gong xi Leng, he didn't think he was fake.

So Qiao Liu's painting was confused and tangled.

Her head hurt a little. She didn't know what was real and what was fake.

Her head hurts.

"Oh, it hurts, it hurts..."

Gong xi Leng looked at Qiao Liu's painting and was so shocked, "don't think about it. Don't think about it. Your head will hurt, it will hurt..."

Gong xi held Qiao Liu's painting carefully, kissing her hair heart, cheek, eyebrow and eye

He used a gentle gesture to placate the mood of Qiao Liu's painting.

Although Qiao Liu's paintings have no memory, she is familiar with the breath of her arms.

She smelled gong xi's cold breath, and her mood gradually calmed down.

In fact, Qiao Liu's painting is painful, and Gongxi's cold is even more painful.

He can't see Qiao Liu's painting hard. He will die of heartache.

He carefully hugged Qiao Liu's painting in his arms, carefully took care of it, loved it, and kissed her hair heart.

"Hua'er, I won't kill you even if I kill myself. I gave you a knife that day. You can kill me at any time..."

As long as Qiao Liuhua is willing, he will not refute what she wants to do to him.

He loves his paintings, and his love heart is painful. Now he knows what kind of mood he felt at the beginning.

At that time, he didn't treat Qiao Liuhua well, and he almost died in pain many times.

Now Qiao Liu's painting is beside him. In his arms, how can he not take good care of it.

Qiao Liuhua looked up at gong xi Leng and wiped the tear marks from the corners of his eyes. "How can you say that? I'm not the kind of person who kills people easily. Besides, you said that I'm your wife. How can I kill you? Although I have no memory, I can see your kindness to me. I'm not a fool."

Gong xi gave a cold "um" voice, his voice was hoarse and choked.

His paintings are always so good. What should he do with her? How to love and protect her.

"Painting, do you remember anything?"

Qiao Liu thought about it for a while, and many scenes in his mind were vague. "No, it seems that there is no memory, but the river is cold. I think you used to be a cold character."

Hearing this, the corner of Gong Xi's cold mouth evokes a bitter arc.

"How can you think so?"

"Because I always feel like you're going to kill me, and I'm a little scared."

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