Poisoning the World: The Secret Service Mysterious Doctor is a Young Beastly Wife Chapter 1869: Hair and white are not separated

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Tao Tianmao has been wandering in this hall for more than a hundred laps, almost studying the bricks and tiles outside it, but he hasn't researched anything strange about this hall.

Although he felt a little weird as soon as he came in, but after looking around, he didn't find out where the weirdness came ...

...

Ning Xuemo really feels that the physical strength of the Great God is too amazing. She was tossed by him for two hours, which is four hours when converted into modern time!

The Great God wants her once from beginning to end.

This time it was midnight. She was so tired that she lost her energy and did n’t know when she fell asleep.

She just felt that God Jiuli helped her clean up, and she felt that he was in his arms, and then, then, then she didn't know anything.

Hei Tian woke up slowly, and she slowly opened her eyes. At the moment she opened her eyes, she was still nervous, lest she opened her eyes and could not see him, or she floated in the air as an onlooker in.

But when she saw everything around her, she was successful again!

She is still lying on the quilt comfortably, lying in his arms, her arms tightly around his waist.

She looked up and saw his picturesque eyebrows. He was still asleep, his eyes and his face were slightly closed, his dark hair was loosened with a pillow, his thin lips were pinched slightly, and he looked beautiful.

She suddenly felt a little bit sour.

Having tangled with him for so long, but waking up from his arms rarely.

The last time he asked her, he just played and disappeared.

This time he was still there, hugging him so tightly, as if she were the only treasure of his life.

Daylight spills in through the gaps in the curtains, jumping on the ground, pouring soft light.

The light blue bed tent is still hanging down. There are screens outside the bed tent. The screen is painted by the gods. Every stroke is so beautiful.

Ning Xuemo didn't want to move, he opened his eyes for a while.

Her dream is really long and strangely real! It's almost like she has crossed again, crossing 50,000 years ago ... to the Great God. Here he was alive and well, and even did good things with her.

She looked up at him silently, and traced his eyebrows with his eyes.

The years are so good, she can't bear to let go of the slightest.

After watching for a moment, she rested her head in his arms and listened to his calm heartbeat for a while.

The eyes were inexplicably a little bit sour, and he raised his hands and rubbed his eyes, staring at his hair again, suddenly thinking about it, happily and carefully tying his hair to his hair.

Hair is married, and the heads are not separated.

If only this dream hadn't been awake, or how she could have brought him back!

Thousands of thoughts fluctuated in her mind. In the end, she was unwilling to think about anything, and closed her eyes again, intending to cultivate sleepiness again.

"I think you should watch me again." A magnetic lazy voice came from above.

Ning Xuemo looked up and was matching his dark blue eyes: "It turned out that you woke up early."

"You are so restless, how could I not wake up?" Shen Jiuli seemed to have a smile on her lips, raised her small face to make her look more honestly: "I feel that if you are here I should look best from a perspective. "

Ning Xuemo: "..." The thickness of this person's skin is very good!