Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 1328: In your heart, you can only think of me

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That's not right...

She has received this body for so long.

Has been completely integrated with this body for a long time.

In my memory, there is no such person as Chu Wuxin...

How can a man with such a strong sense of existence like Chu Wuxin not recognize him if he has met him?

It was Chu Wuxin who remembered the wrong person.

Or she... really forgot Chu Wuxin?

Seeing that Ye Qingluo was always silent, Chu Wuxin's gloomy and unclear gaze fixed her eyes tightly, as if he wanted to see something from her gaze.

With her eyes facing each other, Ye Qingluo raised her eyebrows and jokingly said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I disappointed the lord of the castle. The one with this face is a cruel woman."

Immediately, there was a hint of coldness in the charming eyes.

She smiled and curled her lips: "So, Lord Castle, don't be affected by my face."

After that, she turned around and stepped into the night.

Fluttering red, enchanting like a blooming rose.

While walking, it looks like a blazing flame, sweeping an arc in the air like a blazing sunset.

For a while, Chu Wuxin's clear eyes were dyed red.

The expression on his face changed a little at this moment.

He fixedly looked at the back of Ye Qingluo's departure.

When Ye Qingluo was about to disappear, the quiet and cold voice drifted into Ye Qingluo's eardrums with the wind.

"To survive, cruelty is a necessary means. You are not wrong."

Ye Qing paused.

When I turned around, there was no longer the crimson figure behind him.

What he said...

What does it mean?

Are you making excuses for her cruelty?

Although it is said that, but... what is the heavy helplessness in his tone, and how lonely is it?

I think she can live better in this world in this way.

Still feel...She is now different from the one in his memory?

I was in the memory, searching for those memories of myself and Chu Wuxin, suddenly my waist tightened, and an elegant scent of sandalwood scented into my breath.

The warmth covered her body in an instant.

Ye Qingluo's body stiffened first, but after feeling a familiar embrace, she softened.

Before she could speak, her body was rigidly straightened, facing the man.

The overbearing and strong kiss fell on her lips fiercely.

This kiss seemed to be asking for something extremely urgently, hot and strong, making Ye Qingluo a little breathless.

"A Xuan..." Ye Qingluo's vague voice overflowed from the intertwined lips and teeth, "You...how..."

In response to her, it was an even stronger kiss.

I don't know how long it has passed, Ye Qingluo only felt dizzy in his head, and his body was as soft as a pool of water. Di Moxuan stopped the suffocating kiss.

She leaned against his chest, gasping for breath.

The powerful arm around the waist became tighter and tighter.

"A Xuan..." She panted lightly, calling Di Mo Xuan's name.

In the ear, the man's heavy gasp came in waves.

The scorching breath hit her skin.

Hugging for a long time, the breath of Ye Qingluo adjusted.

She raised her small head, her eyes still filled with flattery.

When I met the pair of peach eyes that seemed to carry all the tenderness in the world, Ye Qingluo's heart trembled fiercely.

She stared at his eyes blankly, as if she had fallen into the peach forest, unable to extricate herself.

"Except for me, you must not think of other men!"

Di Moxuan said domineeringly and strongly, and his slender fingers clasped her jaw fiercely: "In your heart, you can only think of me alone."