The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife Chapter 1729: Familiarity

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Not to mention, and the bed she is lying on now, the tent is made of the best silkworm silk, and the blankets on her body and the bedding under her clearly did not engrave the Spirit Rune, but she slept in Above, I feel that the aura is constantly flowing into the body, and it is still gentle and pure without any harm to the body.

奚 玥 slowly got up from the bed, glanced around again, and frowned slightly.

It really isn't her illusion. This room is clearly luxurious and elegant. Every detail is exquisite and exquisite. The room is also spotless, but it gives her a cold, even lonely feeling.

She was about to reach out of the bed veil and sit up from the bed. A low-pitched male voice suddenly came from her ear, "Wake up?"

Yi trembled violently, she even forgot to startle her voice so close to her, she was not surprised because the voice was so familiar.

Familiar, everything about that person has long been absorbed into her soul, deeply imprinted.

It only takes two simple syllables to make her whole body boil.

Get up sharply, almost rushing in the direction of the sound at the speed of sprinting.

A pair of lotus-like crystals step barefoot on the cold blue brick floor, but she didn't notice it.

The layers of tents were opened, and a man's erect back came into view not far away.

The man was wearing a moon-white robe, standing with his hands on his back, the tents were raised up and down, and the man's back was pulled closer and closer.

Standing, like a figure standing in clear frost and proud bamboo, is so familiar, familiar that the eyes of my uncle become red and moist instantly.

She always felt that man had disappeared for a long time.

Without his affectionate gaze, without his tolerant and coddled laughter, without his low and gentle words, when she dreams at midnight, she is always so cold that her heart is tearing.

I shook my hand and opened the curtain made of beads. It was dumb, overflowing my lips with endless thoughts and painful voices, "Nangong ..."

The last "Yu" hasn't shouted out yet, the man in front has turned around.

In the first time, I didn't see the man's face, but instead faced a pair of dark eyes like ink.

Silent, indifferent, and cold, as if the cold can't last for thousands of years.

Yi's call was stuck in my throat, and the burning enthusiasm in my eyes that could burn people's hearts suddenly seemed to be extinguished by the cold water in my pocket.

Not him, not Nangong Yu, not the man she loves. When her Yu looked at her, she never had such a look.

After that, hope brings deeper despair.

Endless pain, thoughts, and unwillingness pour into my heart, and tears can't help pouring into my eyes.

奚 玥 Holding her chest tightly, the suffocating pain made her tremble gently.

Crystal tears are like broken beads, sliding across her face a little bit, dripping on the cold bluestone brick floor.

Ji Mingyu watched her change from ecstasy, anxiety, and expectation to sadness, disappointment, and pain. While wondering in her heart, she felt the pain of her heart pumping inexplicably.

When you see that delicate little face full of tears, your hands and feet are stiff, the pain in your heart is more obvious, and there is a sense of overwhelming panic.