Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 4398: No one, you can step in

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Di Moxuan couldn't use words to describe his mood at this time.

He is full of joy, full of joy, full of satisfaction.

Almost to break his body and mind.

In this world, only his Xiaoer can arouse his emotions in this way.

No one knows.

After he finally established his induction after He Ye Qingluo...

I haven't had time to get to her side.

I heard her exclaiming "Chu Wuxin" resounding in my ears.

The tone was obviously different from usual.

He eagerly wanted to ask Ye Qingluo what happened.

But the connection between the two was suddenly...it was so interrupted.

At that time, how messy and anxious his heart was...

No one will know at all.

As long as you think that Ye Qingluo might have something wrong.

The hostility and rage in his heart kept surging.

He can't control his thoughts at all.

I even have--

If Ye Qingluo suffers any damage, he wants the whole world to bury him!

Such thoughts.

Fortunately...

She is fine.

His little Luoer, it's okay.

Otherwise, he really doesn't know what he will do.

Di Moxuan tightly encircled the girl in his arms.

The ardent kiss almost swallowed the girl completely.

From this kiss.

Ye Qingluo can deeply feel that men miss her, care about her, value her, and care about her...

Lots of emotions.

She feels it clearly.

The warmth and affection of the two.

They all fell in the eyes of the lord who was shot and flew out not far away.

He stared deeply in front of him, it was like a beautiful picture scroll.

It’s been a long time since I couldn’t remove my eyes.

A long time, a long time.

He slowly put his hand on his waist and abdomen.

A long jade pendant hangs between the loose girdle.

He shook it lightly, and laughed a little bit lowly: "You...heard it, their feelings, really no one...can get involved."

Just standing by and watching this scene.

The lord feels that his heart is drawn by a certain emotion, and there is a feeling of... shock.

In the world of those two people.

There is no room for a third person.

No wonder...

No matter what, Ye Qingluo wouldn't look at Chu Wuxin more.

All her tenderness, and the sweetness that belonged to the little woman, were only given to that man.

…………

At the same time.

Far away in the courtyard room.

The whole body hurts to the point of cold sweat. The man shrank in the corner, trembling slightly, his face pale as paper.

He raised a hand and put it in front of his eyes.

Hidden the pain under his eyes.

At this time.

A slender figure walked into the room silently.

Step by step, I stood in front of the man.

Quiet and silent.

"What are you doing?"

Chu Wuxin didn't move her hand away, nor did she look at anyone, her voice was cold and not emotional.

The slender figure slowly walked to his side: "If I don't come, you are planning to kill yourself here, and then...make her feel guilty to you?"

The woman's voice is clear and sweet.

Chu Wuxin still didn't move: "Go away."

The slender figure seems to have been used to Chu Wuxin's indifference.

She stretched out her hand and supported Chu Wuxin's arm.

I just touched him.

He was thrown away by Chu Wuxin.

The woman was unstable and fell to the ground.

Chu Wuxin leaned against the wall, a cold chill between his eyebrows and eyes: "I will let you go."

The woman got up from the ground slowly, without slapping the dust on her body, and then walked to Chu Wuxin with her expression unchanged, and continued to support him.